Ch 532: Eerie Sound
Shockingly, the vegetation here was unexpectedly lush and dense. The gloomy weather made the plants’ colors seem overly vibrant. The air was filled with the stench of soil mixed with blood. Jiang Nanyu carefully sniffed the air, then knelt down, picked up a small handful of soil, and brought it to her nose to smell.
Her eyebrows furrowed, and a look of slight surprise appeared on her face: “Is it blood?”
“Plants watered with flesh and blood do grow better, after all.” Chang Yinzi sighed. “Look at the flowers here. This kind of poisonous flower only exists in the Bewitching Ravine. Once it leaves the Bewitching Ravine, it will quickly wither.”
Jiang Nanyu wiped her hands clean and curiously approached Chang Yinzi: “Master, is this place, as legends say, formed by the formation created by Zhang Daoling, the Heavenly Master?”
Chang Yinzi stroked his beard and, under Jiang Nanyu’s expectant gaze, replied with three words: “I don’t know.”
“…”
“Do you really think of your Master as an immortal monster?” Chang Yinzi chuckled angrily. “What era was Zhang Daoling from? Use your brain and think about it!”
“Han…” Jiang Nanyu pondered the era in which he lived, more than a hundred years before Zhuge Liang, and chuckled dryly. “But your abilities, can’t they be seen?”
“Even if Zhang Daoling laid down a formation here back then, after the passage of time, the formation would have long since changed, merging with the environment to form a naturally acquired formation. Unless the entire Wawu Mountain is blown up, this formation will exist forever.”
Jiang Nanyu, however, only grasped one point: “So, you admit there’s a remnant formation here?”
Chang Yinzi merely glanced at her.
Jiang Nanyu’s eyes twinkled, and she continued to question him about the Bewitching Ravine.
Obviously, the Old Taoist was very familiar with this place.
The Feng Shui of this place is eerie and unpredictable, the environment is ever-changing, and there is aura interference. Everything that could be used to determine direction would be useless here.
Suddenly, Chang Yinzi stopped.
Jiang Nanyu instantly became fully alert, carefully paying attention to the sounds around her.
Chang Yinzi held out his hand towards her: “Mirror.”
Jiang Nanyu hesitated subconsciously, then took the Heavenly Master’s Mirror from her bosom and handed it to him.
Chang Yinzi drew a talisman seal on the mirror, then raised the mirror to shine it forward. A golden light appeared, pointing straight ahead and disappearing into the mist in the distance.
The General’s ears twitched, his body lowered slightly, and his claws slowly emerged from his flesh, vigilantly staring in the direction of the beam of light.
Time passed slowly.
The surrounding environment was unusually quiet; a pin could be heard dropping.
A blurry figure vaguely appeared in the mist, but it was too far away to see clearly.
Jiang Nanyu narrowed her eyes slightly.
The next second, her sight was blocked.
“Close your eyes, and no matter what you hear, don’t open them!” Chang Yinzi’s voice rang out beside her.
Although Jiang Nanyu didn’t understand, she still obeyed. She took a long black strip of cloth from her backpack and tied it over her eyes.
The General transformed into a kitten, jumping into Jiang Nanyu’s arms and burying its head in her chest.
“Y-you mustn’t open your eyes. This thing is very eerie,” the General muttered. “I saw it once in the Underworld. I don’t know what it’s called, but I heard that if you make eye contact with it, it will suck out your soul.”
“A Chinese Medusa?” Jiang Nanyu blurted out.
“What’s a Medusa?” The General subconsciously raised its head.
Jiang Nanyu quickly pressed its head back down.
“Shut up, I’ll tell you later,” Jiang Nanyu warned in a low voice. “Don’t raise your head; if anything happens, I won’t save you.”
The General hooked Jiang Nanyu’s arm with its tail.
“Jiang Nanyu… Jiang Nanyu…”
A faint voice reached Jiang Nanyu’s ears, sounding vaguely familiar.
“Disciple, good disciple, look, Master has found the way!”
“Shu girl, it’s been a long time since you’ve been back. Uncle has almost missed you to death…”
“Junior Martial Sister, Junior Martial Sister, it’s me!”
Familiar voices kept appearing, calling Jiang Nanyu’s name, trying to tempt her to open her eyes.
“Hey, there are fish here, big fat cat, want to eat?”
Not only Jiang Nanyu, but the General also heard familiar voices.
But this voice, tempting it, chose the wrong person—Jiang Nanyu, who was holding it.
Besides, it didn’t like eating fish lately!
The General gnashed its teeth, burying its head deeper, muttering in its heart: Don’t listen, don’t listen, turtle chanting scriptures.
“Master, which way should we go?” Jiang Nanyu asked.
“Southeast direction.” A voice appeared in Jiang Nanyu’s ear.
It was the Old Taoist’s voice.
Jiang Nanyu responded with an “Oh,” hesitated for a moment, then resolutely walked in the opposite direction.
“Wrong way, wrong way!”
The voice urgently called out.
Jiang Nanyu walked even faster, muttering to herself: “Really wrong way? The feather duster would have already smacked my head, there’s no need to yell like that!”
