Chapter 103
Chapter 103
Chang Huaiyuan, dressed in white, still wore that gentle, refined smile, but fighting spirit was already surging in his eyes.
Among the spirit medium Immortal Spirits, the Lord of Slaughter had not earned his reputation for nothing!
“Old Eight, come out.”
A jade-green serpent more than ten meters long came racing along close to the ground. It was none other than Eighth Master Chang, answering the summons.
Eighth Master Chang wore a fawning look.
“Eldest Brother, you called?”
Chang Huaiyuan looked at him like that and smiled helplessly.
“When we clash with the Yellow Turban Ghost in a moment, you will be responsible for protecting the young master physician and Young Friend Daji.”
“If the enemy proves too strong, take them and leave first…”
Before Chang Huaiyuan could finish, Eighth Master Chang spoke with brimming confidence.
“Eldest Brother, don’t you worry!”
“I wouldn’t dare brag about anything else. But when it comes to hiding and running for my life, I consider myself rather well studied!”
“As long as the young master physician is on my back, even if ghost guards come for him, I can still keep them busy for a while!”
His words left Chang Huaiyuan utterly helpless.
I know you’re good at fleeing, but do you really have to sound so proud of it?…
Hemp-clad Grandmother even teased him aloud.
“Chang Family Eldest, are you sure Old Eight is your blood brother?”
“He wasn’t picked up by your parents just to make up the numbers, was he?”
Only Chen Daji thought nothing of it. On the contrary, he greatly admired Eighth Master Chang’s skill.
“Eighth Master, you’re that amazing at making a getaway?”
“Can you teach me sometime? I’ll treat you to spicy strips-the big packs!”
Seeing that Chen Daji appreciated him, Eighth Master Chang immediately felt as if he had found a kindred spirit.
“Heh heh, forget the spicy strips. If you want to learn, Eighth Master will teach you.”
“But learning my technique might hurt a little for you.”
Chen Daji immediately pointed at his own still-bleeding nose and gave his guarantee.
“I’m not scared of pain. I beat this out of myself!”
Eighth Master Chang froze for a moment, then nodded.
“Fine. If we all make it back alive tonight, I’ll teach you!”
With that, he wasted no more words. With a sweep of his tail, he placed Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji onto his back.
Hu Fei’er hesitated briefly, then revealed her true form: a small fox as white as snow from head to tail.
The little white fox lightly leapt onto Hua Jiunan’s shoulder, her eyes full of shyness.
“All three of you, sit tight. We’re leaving!”
Hua Jiunan gently patted the snake’s back. “Sorry to trouble you, Eighth Master.”
With a sharp cry, Eighth Master Chang charged straight toward the ancient tomb.
The Heads of the Five Great Immortal Families and Hemp-clad Grandmother followed close behind.
Behind them came animals spread across the mountains and plains, packed so densely they seemed to stretch on without end.
Watching Hua Jiunan and the Immortal Spirits depart, Deaf Granny remained silent for a long, long time.
After a while, the old woman let out a faint, lingering sigh.
Then she began to hum the classic lyrics from “Mu Guiying Takes Command”:
Suddenly I hear the golden drums and painted horns resound,
Stirring in me the lofty will to break the Heavenly Gate.
…
…
While I yet live, my duty must be done;
How could one inch of land belong to others?
What are petty foreign kings worth mentioning?
With one sword, I can stand against a million troops.
As she sang, tears filled Deaf Granny’s eyes, and she murmured to herself.
“My eldest grandson… you must come back alive.”
“At my age, Granny can’t bear the pain of the white-haired sending off the black-haired again…”
Zhao Aiguo looked at Deaf Granny with eyes full of reverence.
It was as if he were seeing an old mother from those years of war and chaos, sending her son off to battle, personally draping the battle flag over his shoulders.
“Old Auntie, I…”
Zhao Aiguo wanted to comfort her, but he had no idea where to begin.
Deaf Granny quickly composed herself. She picked up the brush from the incense altar, dipped it in cinnabar, and dotted the eyes of the six paper figures.
“Dot the dragon’s eyes, awaken the paper effigy. Bind!”
As a yin wind swept by, it was as though something attached itself to the paper figures.
They immediately began to move, all bowing to Deaf Granny in unison.
“Your servants pay respects to the Old Immortal.”
Then they bowed to Zhao Aiguo and to Zhao Fei and his wife.
“Your servants pay respects to the master, the young master, and the madam.”
The paper figures’ voices sounded unnaturally sharp and grating.
Their every movement was like that of puppets on strings.
With that appearance, plus their blood-red blush, anyone timid enough would probably faint on the spot at the sight of them.
Deaf Granny spoke calmly. “Help the newlyweds inside to rest.”
“From now on, you will serve at Fengmei’s side. You must not neglect her in the slightest!”
“Otherwise, this old woman will take back this sliver of intelligence from you!”
The six paper figures bowed again. Under the pale moonlight, the stiff smiles on their faces looked especially eerie.
“Your servants will remember the Old Immortal’s command.”