Mu Huai re-entered the village while Ming Shu sat outside waiting for him. About an hour later, he and Ye Cong emerged from the fog.
A few people followed behind them. They seemed to be not lightly injured.
Being able to survive at the hands of evil spirits, these people's strength was also not ordinary.
"Lord, are these things evil spirits?" Ye Cong asked Mu Huai while bandaging himself.
Evil spirits... which were really strange to him.
It can be said that he only heard of them in some stories and legends.
"Yes." They were evil spirits, suppressed by the first emperor of the Wushang Dynasty several hundred years ago.
Ye Cong swallowed a mouthful of cold air and looked back into the village with a lingering fear. The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the village was almost obscured completely.
If it weren't for the lord's sudden appearance, they might have been buried inside.
...
Evil spirits came out from everywhere and proceeded to slaughter human beings day and night. It seemed their mission was to consume all humans.
The people were in a panic, fleeing from place to place. But the number of spirits was too great; no matter where one went, bloodthirsty spirits were expected to be encountered.
No prelude and no buffering. In just one night, the war between humans and spirits began.
Blood and bodies occupied the entire world.
Mu Huai was going to find the Dragon Root, the place where the evil spirits were suppressed.
He intended to order guards to escort Ming Shu back to the imperial city. In the current situation, it was not realistic to go to the border. It might be better to place her inside the protective scope of the Heavenly Temple.
This was perfectly identical to Ming Shu's plan: going back to the city for delicious food. But after they walked a distance, Ming Shu suddenly changed tack.
It turned out Ming Shu saw Cheng Jinyun, the fake female protagonist, who seemed to be looking for the Dragon Root as well. In order to gain Hatred Points and complete her mission, Ming Shu had to sacrifice the opportunity to return to the imperial city for fine food.
Cheng Jinyun didn't meet Mu Huai's team, but they were moving in the same direction.
The farther they marched, the more often they saw withered trees. In the end, large areas of deadened plants were presented to their eyes, and no green could be seen on the whole mountain. They seemed to have arrived at a lifeless world.
"Almost there." Mu Huai looked into the distance. Within sight was only dead vegetation. Still and silent.
The evil spirits' powerful aura had made these plants die.
"Even if you find it, what can you do?" Ming Shu stood next to Mu Huai with her arms crossed over her chest, smiling lightly.
Mu Huai shook his head. He didn't know what to do. But at the very least, he couldn't do nothing and just wait around.
"Why are you coming then?"
Ming Shu laughed. "Just to have a look; I won't do anything."
"Sounds like a new way to find yourself dead." Mu Huai maintained his cold voice.
"Isn't Uncle seeking death himself?" So many evil spirits have already been wandering everywhere. He is now going to their place of origin. Aren't there even more of them?
