LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 136 - 135: Demon Wind
Chapter 136: Chapter 135: Demon Wind
“They are all hearsay, Miss Green Sleeve, don’t scare yourself. Besides, you’re part of the Bai family, a renowned Demon Exorcising Family. What kind of demon would dare to violate this place, risking their own life?” Shen Luo consoled.
“Well, that’s true, hahaha… Anyway, as long as it’s not a Demonic Being, common monsters and ghosts can be easily destroyed by a single elder or family head from our family.” The young girl laughed upon hearing this.
Hearing this, Shen Luo frowned slightly and asked tentatively, “Miss Green Sleeve, do you know about the exorcism conducted by the Bai family back in the day?”
“That was more than a hundred years ago. Besides the elders, only the aged people in the family know the details, and I naturally know even less. However, I have heard some rumors about exorcism recently. How much of it is true or false, I don’t know.” Green Sleeve pondered for a while before changing the subject.
“Since we’re free, why don’t you tell me about it?” Shen Luo adopted a curious look.
“Alright, then I’ll tell you. Outside Jianye City, near Purple Cloud Mountain, there is a village named Taoyuan Village…” Green Sleeve seemed to have opened a box of stories and began to narrate diligently.
As it turned out, in this place called Taoyuan Village, there has been a huge Pan Peach tree since ancient times. The villagers have multiplied for generations but don’t know when this ancient tree originated. They only know that the tree is at least a thousand years old.
Legend has it that the Pan Peach tree blooms every year, but it never bears fruit. Although the villagers were puzzled, they regarded the ancient tree as a sign of good fortune and took good care of it.
However, one year, when the peach blossoms were blooming most magnificently, a demon wind suddenly descended from the sky, shrouded in thick black smoke which surrounded the peach tree. The villagers could not approach, and the branches and leaves of the peach tree quickly decayed and fell.
The village head at that time was a man named Qin Shouan. In order to protect the peach tree, he took a torch and a hatchet, hoping to drive away the demon wind. However, not only did he fail, but he also got himself trapped inside the wind.
Afterward, the demon wind went wild. It not only controlled Qin Shouan, but also controlled many wild cats and pigs, instructing them to attack the villagers.
The villagers suffered greatly, and they raised money to invite an Immortal Master to tame the demon. However, after three or four Immortal Masters went, none of them returned.
In the end, the daughter of the village head, in order to save her father, made great efforts to seek help from Jianye City. On the way, she happened to encounter a warrior in the Grain Avoidance Stage. Touched by her filial piety, he accompanied her to Taoyuan Village to tame the demon. However, they discovered that the demon wind was a powerful demonic being. Qin Shouan and many wild animals had been demonized by it, becoming extremely violent and cruel.
The warrior soon found himself in a tough battle and eventually managed to save the whole village, only to vanish without a trace.
“Was the demon wind slain?” Shen Luo asked after hearing the story.
“The rumor didn’t specify. However, since Taoyuan Village has been free from demonic troubles since then, it should have been slain I guess.” Green Sleeve thought for a moment and replied.
Shen Luo silently pondered, and had a hunch that this “demon wind” may not have been truly slain. However, the specifics were likely only known to that “warrior”.
After Green Sleeve finished speaking, she chatted casually with Shen Luo about other tales and anecdotes.
Soon, Bai Xiaotian came to urge them, saying it was time for the feast, thus ending their discussion.
Shen Luo changed into a brand new round-collared green robe, put the stone box back into his pocket, and then went to the banquet with Bai Xiaotian.
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When night fell, Shen Luo planned to take out the jade pendant and examine the “Pure Yang Scripture” recorded inside. However, soon after returning to his room, he was overtaken by sleepiness and fell asleep heavily on the bed.
He was not sure how long he had slept when he suddenly felt a chill crawl over him. He shivered and instinctively reached out to grab the quilt, but instead of grabbing the quilt, his hand touched an ice-cold hard object.
Shen Luo first furrowed his brows, but soon his eyes flew open, and his mind instantly cleared.
He abruptly sat up, causing a “clang” around him as several short spears fell off his body, clashing and rolling on the ground.
Shen Luo glanced down and realized they were the flame short spears he had obtained from Commander Wu during his sleepwalking journey through Jia Lan Temple.
It hit him then, he had sleepwalked again!
“Ouch…”
“Help me…”
Before he could understand what was going on, heartbreaking cries for help echoed from behind him.
He quickly turned around and saw, a few feet away, seven or eight sturdy bronze pillars, their surfaces covered with a thick layer of rust. Around each pillar were chains formed of dense, black Qi.
Ghosts, with green faces, fangs, and horrifying appearances, were tethered to the bronze pillars by these chains.
For some unknown reason, these ghosts all looked downcast, and some even had missing limbs, which made the sight even more tragic.
Subconsciously, Shen Luo grabbed two of the short spears and stepped back five or six paces.
The sound of his footsteps drew the attention of the ghosts. As they raised their heads and spotted Shen Luo, they stirred restlessly.
A green-faced, red-eyed ghost began to scream excitedly, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. A hanging ghost with its tongue dangling down to its belly reached out with a pair of withered hands. Then, a headless ghost held its own head and shook it continuously at him…
A wave of horror washed over Shen Luo, but after steadying his mind and scanning his surroundings again, he discovered that he was standing in the center of a fairly large, circular altar, including the area occupied by the bronze pillars.
In the center of the altar was rammed earth, while its surroundings were lined with layers of bone piles built from human skulls, all facing inward and emitting a green glow that sent shivers down Shen Luo’s spine.
Looking skyward, he saw a dark, oppressive ceiling of thick yellow clouds. The atmosphere was eerie and suffocating. However, the grounds around the altar were wide open with no signs of life. It appeared like a desolate, silent wilderness.
“Shen Luo, Shen Luo…”
Just then, Shen Luo suddenly heard a voice calling from behind him.
Turning around, he saw a red ghost with a horse’s head and a human body, shouting his name with a human voice while excitedly waving its one remaining arm.
Shocked, Shen Luo wondered why this ghost knew his name.
Upon closer examination of the horse-headed, man-bodied ghost, he noticed that it was dressed differently from the other ghosts. Its garb rather resembled the official uniform of a judicial constable.
“What kind of ghost are you, and how do you know my name?” Shen Luo cautiously stepped closer, frowning as he questioned.