Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 51 - 50: Hurry to Rescue Expert Bai Mo!
Bang!
Fang Bo’s head was struck by the Peach Blossom Eyes’ tail, like a ripe watermelon, completely shattered, splattering red and white all over the ground!
His headless body fell forward, with blood gushing from the neck, flowing into the forest’s dead branches and leaves.
The Peach Blossom Eyes swung its tail, trying to shake off the bloodstains. Not quite clean, it rubbed against a nearby tree in frustration.
Bai Mo glanced at Fang Bo but didn’t linger. His Divine Sense spread like the wind, scanning the dozens of unconscious students, confirming that their souls were only subdued, not hurt.
He sighed in relief.
He continued deeper into the forest.
It wasn’t long before he found over a dozen bodies in a row among the trees—pale, rigid, cold. Their backs bore various bloodstains. Zhao Jing was the most tragic, lying there with a piece of skin missing from her back, flesh and blood exposed, faintly revealing bones.
Bai Mo didn’t recognize these people, but somehow felt he had seen their silhouettes at school.
Their souls dispersed beyond return.
Bai Mo stepped forward, driving away insects and covering their bodies with clothes one by one.
"I’m sorry, I came too late."
...
At the Jinfeng Lake Reservoir, most teachers and students were oblivious to the happenings, still gathered in small groups taking pictures, chatting and enjoying the bright spring sunshine.
"Come over, let’s take a picture of the whole class."
"Teacher Jia, join us."
"The picnic mat is ready, everyone come over."
Suddenly, a car sped past with a "whoosh"!
Another "whoosh" as it drifted around a corner, tires smoking, rushing deeper into the scenic area!
Causing a stir among the teachers and students.
"What’s up with that car, in such a hurry?"
"Street racers?"
"What incredible skills!"
...
Inside the car, Zhang Shan kept in touch with Lu Yang and Yu Tingting.
At this moment, on the phone, Yu Tingting’s voice was anxious.
"I’ve heard Bai Mo and a group of girls are taking pictures by a small grove!
"Someone also saw Fang Bo enter that grove.
"I’ve sent you the coordinates, hurry!"
Yu Tingting and Lu Yang, unable to be on-site, were calling various class teachers at school, frantically inquiring about Bai Mo, Fang Bo, and others’ whereabouts. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Upon hearing that Bai Mo and Fang Bo entered the same grove, Zhang Shan gritted his teeth.
"Damn it!"
He immediately opened the phone map, figured out the location, and directed the driver.
"Turn left ahead, drive onto the grass, another three hundred meters, and we’re at the grove!"
...
The off-road vehicle charged across the grass, leaving two tracks, halting beside the grove.
"We can only go this far. The woods are too dense for the vehicle to enter."
"This is good. Stay in the car, wait for news!"
Master Chong and Master Hu Gou promptly opened the car doors and rushed out.
The Gu insect in Master Chong’s eye socket began chirping "zee zee zee", a loud sound seemingly issuing orders, commanding the insects in the forest!
In an instant, dense masses of ants crawled from all directions, forming a dark wave under the feet of Master Chong and Master Hu Gou, propelling them into the grove!
The stray dog Master Hu Gou held began sniffing the air! Its suction power was so strong it formed a small wind, blowing from all sides into its nose.
Soon, it detected the scent of blood, barking madly towards the left front!
The Gu insect in Master Chong’s eye socket immediately understood, commanding the ant wave to push the two men swiftly forward!
In haste, Master Chong suddenly thought of something.
"Is it possible Fang Bo has already ascended to Sequence Eight?
"If he has the Soul Talisman, wouldn’t Bai Mo be in even more danger?"
Master Hu Gou hesitated for a moment.
A newly ascended Sequence Eight Talisman Dao isn’t too dangerous!
The two of them can handle it.
But Bai Mo might not be able to withstand it...
He looked down at the stray dog in his arms, shouting, "Smell any scent of Sequence Eight?"
The stray dog’s nose started inhaling again, creating chaotic winds blowing from all directions into its nose!
It snuffled, furrowing its brows, unsure how to answer.
It seemed... there was indeed a scent of Sequence Eight!
But... it doesn’t resemble the scent of a living Sequence Eight!
While it was pondering, the surging ant wave had already pushed Master Chong and Master Hu Gou to the scene.
The ant wave dispersed. Master Chong and Master Hu Gou slowly steadied themselves.
They saw dozens of students lying in the woods, their life and death uncertain.
A headless body lay there, its head blasted apart, extremely nauseating.
Master Chong was bewildered.
A headless body?
Was it Bai Mo?
He adjusted his sunglasses, recalling Bai Mo’s face and smile, their shared banquets, and subsidy claims. His eye sockets moistened with tears, feeling sorrow over the death of a fellow creature...
Master Hu Gou, impatient after looking at the headless body for a while, nudged Master Chong.
"Damn, stop crying, you’re grieving for the wrong person, this isn’t Bai Mo!"
What?
Master Chong had only one eye and wore sunglasses, impairing his vision.
He hesitated for a moment, then realized.
"Then where is Bai Mo? Where is he?"
He saw Bai Mo’s figure emerge from the forest, a fiery red fox perched on his shoulder.
He looked at Master Chong and Master Hu Gou with curious surprise.
"Why are you here?"
He was just about to call Fang Xiaoyu but found there was no signal.
He was planning to search for a signal when Master Chong and Master Hu Gou arrived?
...
The No. 47 Middle School trip ended early.
The students were urgently summoned back by the class teachers, herded onto the buses.
Each bus quickly filled up.
On the bus of Class Five, the class teacher Teacher Chen held the latest roster, finishing the roll call.
"...Chen Kang."
"Here."
"Zhang Mingming."
"Here."
Teacher Chen nodded, opened WeChat, and sent a message to the grade director, "Class Five is all assembled, ready to depart."
Suddenly, a student noticed something amiss.
"Teacher, Bai Mo hasn’t returned yet."
"Fang Yuan hasn’t returned either."
"Also, Zhang Jian and Zhao Jing."
Teacher Chen was aware these students hadn’t returned.
Though she was a middle-aged woman, her eyes were sharp. One glance revealed the entirety of her class.
But she had received the latest roster from the grade director and simply had to ensure all students listed were on the bus before departure.
Bai Mo, Fang Yuan, Zhang Jian, Zhao Jing... weren’t on the new roster.
As for why... she didn’t know either.
At this moment, she suppressed her internal worries, sternly addressing the students.
"Stop asking so many random questions, just sit quietly.
"They have their own situations and will ride other vehicles back."
The convoy from No. 47 Middle School quickly started, buses moving one after another towards West State City.
The students from the bus window saw a fleet of vehicles crossing paths with them towards Jinfeng Lake Scenic Area.
"Hey, are those official Committee vehicles? Is Bai Mo riding an official Committee vehicle back?"
"Why are there ambulances? So many ambulances? Is someone riding an ambulance back? Did someone get hurt?"
"Ah? Why are there hearses? Funeral home’s hearses?"
