Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 242 - 115: Turmoil in Beijiang Prefecture, Fat Sheep Enter Ghost Street, Forced Buying and Selling
No response.
The Outer Disciple shouted again, "Is there anyone? I’m just passing by, we can pay."
But still, no one answered.
The houses were quiet, dead silent like a frozen wasteland, like a graveyard.
A shiver of goosebumps ran up the Outer Disciple’s body, his heart started to beat faster.
But he, having been in the Social World, was tough enough to be brought out by Fang Jianlong, firstly as a trusted aide, secondly as someone who has licked blood off the blade.
He did not stop due to some minor anomaly, instead, he cautiously looked around and continued to shout.
No one responded.
He then stopped in front of a house at the village entrance, hesitated a little, and knocked gently on the door.
No response.
He went to the second house, third house... seventh, eighth, ninth house, knocking on each door.
But still, no one responded.
This village seemed like a dead village.
But know this, this was Hubei County, the core area of the Nongyi Gang.
The Nongyi Gang occupied the four counties of "Xichuan," "East Spring," "Hubei," and "Niuwei," and "Hubei County" held the same status among the four counties as "Silver Creek Square" did among the "Shanbao Twelve Districts."
How could this village have no one?
The Outer Disciple returned to the original exit, came to the front of the first house, and shouted, "If no one is here, I... I will come in."
He waited for a while, and seeing no response, pulled out the knife from his waist.
With the knife’s handle propped against the door, he mobilized the power of Shadow Blood in his wrist, and thrust forward forcefully.
At the same time, the Outer Disciple moved sideways, sticking to the wall beside him.
Bang!
Clatter!
The bolt was broken from inside, the door... opened directly.
Grunt...
Grunt grunt...
The old door emitted a sharp screeching sound as it opened.
The interior remained extremely quiet.
The Outer Disciple sniffed gently, detecting no scent of blood.
He moved to the door, using the last dim glow of the setting sun, he saw the scene inside the house clearly: farm tools neatly arranged, bedding still folded, a life-filled atmosphere, yet no one was present.
The disciple was taken aback, then immediately checked the second house, the third house...
The more he looked, the more alarmed he became.
These houses had no people, yet fell into three conditions.
One type, inside was tidy, food on the table already moldy, as if the owners had suddenly vanished, leaving everything unchanged;
Another was chaotic, as if a fight had occurred;
The last was empty, as if the owners had quickly packed their belongings and fled.
The Outer Disciple felt goosebumps, an eerie sensation creeping in his heart, he slowly retreated out, quickly mounted his horse, and hastily returned.
...
...
"Whew~"
Li Yuan sipped his restorative herbal soup, leisurely rocking in a rocking chair under the eaves, basking in the sunlight.
"Beijiang Prefecture, is indeed abnormal."
He comfortably closed his eyes, his gaze opened at the distant White Sparrow.
The Outer Disciple fled back in a hurry, while the White Sparrow continued flying far, trying to seek more information.
White Sparrow flew and flew, overpassing the silent village, soon seeing another farmstead.
There, the farmstead did have some vibrancy, some noise...
However, from high above, looking down.
Only saw... within the cold mist of the deep winter moon, wafting strange blood-red hues.
Li Yuan’s pupils contracted slightly.
White Sparrow circled, then cautiously landed on the rooftop of the farmstead, quietly observing the scenes below.
Chaos!
Utter chaos!
There were disciples wearing gang attire, wielding iron hoes and sickles, rampantly slashing and killing everywhere; there were men with rolled-up sleeves, emitting strange howls, pressing women beneath them; yet there were still many sober people rushing from all directions, trying to maintain order...
On the farmland far off, someone with a face painted with vibrant colors, was frenziedly kowtowing on the ground, his eyes seemed unfocused, unable to see reality, only immersed in some bizarre illusion.
Nearer, the door of a wine tavern was being forcefully opened by a man looking like an old farmer, yet seeing the distant scenes, he just clenched his fists, shouting, "Disperse the people, continue retreating eastward!"
White Sparrow’s pupils twirling, suddenly, its bird pupils contracted, because the reflection in its sight showed people in the distance, stained with blood, shouting and disappearing into a narrow corner...
This disappearance, he knew all too well.
They had entered Ghost Street.
White Sparrow pressed its claws, flew up, trying to seek the source of the red light.
Li Yuan vaguely felt, this all had something to do with the red light he saw when looking down from above.
He was unsure if he would enter the arena.
Even if he didn’t, Beijiang Prefecture and the Five Counties were just separated by a river.
What happened in Beijiang Prefecture was likely to happen in Shanbao County as well.
Even if not for the Blood Gold, he had to try to figure it out, so as not to be caught blind when the time came, knowing nothing.
Yet, White Sparrow barely took off, suddenly, an invisible wave mark arose from the shadows.
White Sparrow, after all, wasn’t Li Yuan, unable to dodge, directly struck by that wave mark.
That wasn’t a wave mark, but rather an almost entirely transparent line.
The material didn’t seem like metal, more like a spider’s silk.
Whoosh~~
White Sparrow was caught by the spider silk, dumped into the palm of a hand.
However, the person capturing White Sparrow was very cautious, directly pointing White Sparrow at the ground, letting it see nothing.
In the air, a sinister man’s voice sounded: "Are you sure there’s something else hidden in this bird’s Divine Soul?"
"Yes, this bird’s Divine Soul hosts a faint face, there’s one of our kind, he’s using the bird to watch us," a soft woman’s voice chimed in.
The man approached White Sparrow, rasping with his voice, threatening, "Whoever you are, if you’re looking to help, go seek the Mansion Master first, don’t fly around randomly.
