The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 879 - The Orphanage
Chapter 879: Chapter 879: The Orphanage
Chapter 879: Chapter 879: The Orphanage
Huang Xiaolong, accompanied by Qingqing and Xiaohong, entered the mountain valley.
He took out several incense sticks, chanted the Fire Bell Spell, and light burst forth in all directions. A ghostly wind blew towards them but was dispelled by the light.
The area was filled with towering mountains that stretched on endlessly, with occasional deep pools and huge ravines, as well as densely packed ancient graves. At a glance, many wandering spirits and ghosts could be seen drifting about, their faces ghastly pale and covered in ghostly blood, a truly terrifying sight.
“Oh… no wonder the towns and villages are so clean, not even a single ghost to be found. They’ve all run off to this place,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.
Qingqing and Xiaohong, both having cultivated for hundreds to thousands of years, naturally did not fear ghosts. Instead, it was the lost souls and wild ghosts that were deterred by the faint demonic aura exuding from them, promptly wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves as they fled in panic.
Although Huang Xiaolong had given them talismans that concealed their demonic aura, making it difficult for ordinary Taoists to discern their true forms, the perceptive abilities of the ghostly spirits were much stronger than humans’. Thus, as soon as Qingqing and Xiaohong entered the valley, the ghosts within a several-mile radius scampered away from them as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.
“Ah~~ I thought there was something strange going on, turns out they’re just some cowardly little ghosts,” Xiaohong said with disdain, rolling her eyes.
“Sister Xiaohong, don’t take things lightly,” cautioned Qingqing, “I always feel there’s more to this valley than meets the eye…”
Pausing for a moment, Qingqing looked at Huang Xiaolong. “Young master, am I right? This valley is indeed filled with a strange aura everywhere. Could it be that Taoist laid out a misleading formation and he is here?”
“Well, we’ll find out soon enough,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.
At that moment, Huang Xiaolong looked down and saw the carcasses of rabbits, pheasants, and mountain mice lying at his feet.
Bending down to inspect them, he found that their small bodies were all as hard as rocks, which was quite peculiar.
Huang Xiaolong murmured, “They were all killed by ghostly energies. No wonder that boy became possessed after eating a pheasant here.”
As they walked, the fog around them grew denser, refusing to disperse, as if it would freeze into ice!
Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong stopped, wearing an expression that was a mix of a smile and not quite a smile; Qingqing and Xiaohong, puzzled, stared at him blankly.
At this moment, the mist dampened Qingqing’s and Xiaohong’s hair, and they faintly sensed people standing all around, spying on them.
“Hahaha~~ Child’s play,” laughed Huang Xiaolong.
“Young master?” Xiaohong asked curiously.
“Look, a ‘Ghostly Spirit Formation’ has been set up here to trap us,” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes twinkled with playfulness. “Usually, if people walk at night and pass by a graveyard, they go round and round and can’t find their way out. That’s because the graveyard is filled with heavy Yin energy, confusing people like a headless fly, unable to discern their direction, forever unable to exit. This is commonly known as ‘ghost hitting the wall.’ And this ‘Ghostly Spirit Formation’ is similar in principle. The formation here is not badly arranged and could trap an ordinary Taoist, but to me, it seems even more naive and foolish than a child playing house.”
“Come on now, no more skulking and hiding, show yourselves,” Huang Xiaolong said playfully. “There are eight of you in total.”
From within the dense fog, several startled gasps could be heard, followed by a male voice. “You do have some skills, sir. However, this is not a place for you! Leave quickly! Otherwise, the consequences are not something you can bear!”
“Pfft~~ Stop pretending! Come out already!” Xiaohong snapped back aggressively.
“Humph! The three of you, I’ll count to three. If you still refuse to leave knowing it’s difficult, then don’t blame us for being rude!” An angry male voice filled with murderous intent rose from the mist.
Wuu wuu~ wuu wuu wuu~~ wuu wuu wuu wuu~~~
Within the fog, a strange ghostly wind howled, and several shadowy figures appeared, but they were indistinct and flitted about, near and far, elusive as phantoms.
Soon after, someone began to count. “One!”
Qingqing, as a thousand-year-old snake demon, except for Huang Xiaolong, had never been threatened by a human before. A sense of hatred arose in her, revealing the ferocity of a demon. She said sternly, “Young master, this formation isn’t all that impressive. I can break it in ten breaths! These guys are all bluster, I want to bite them to death!”
Huang Xiaolong scoffed with scorn. “Ten breaths? Why go to such trouble?”
As soon as he finished speaking, and before the man could continue counting, Huang Xiaolong casually took out a talisman, which he flung into the air to ignite by itself!
The talisman turned into a streak of fire that soared into the sky, letting out a roar like an enraged dragon. In an instant, it devoured all the fog in every direction, leaving nothing behind!
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The mist dissipated completely, leaving the hidden person with nowhere to hide.
The moonlight shone down, combined with the light of the incense held by Huang Xiaolong, it was clear to see, just as Huang Xiaolong had said, there were a total of eight people standing around.
These eight men—all narrow-mouthed and monkey-cheeked with a sinister look to their faces—did not seem like good people at a glance.
Huang Xiaolong felt that each of them had streams of Daoist mana coursing through their bodies, clearly identifying them as Taoists!
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Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed slightly. Although the mana of these eight Taoists was passable, it was far from enough to erase the mark he had left in the aura of the old Yellow Ancestor.
At this time, the eight Taoists looked at each other in dismay. They had never expected Huang Xiaolong to be able to break their carefully arranged “Ghost Formation” with a single talisman.
The strength of Huang Xiaolong’s mana was indeed beyond their expectations!
“You certainly have some skill!” A crafty smile played on one man’s lips, who then quickly exchanged glances with his companions.
The next second!
All eight men simultaneously raised their right hands, muttering incantations. Out of the palm of their right hands erupted a ball of flame, making their hands burn fiercely like candles.
In the time it would take to speak, the eight moved as if they had been well-trained, each action in unison, all striking the ground with their palms at the same time.
Eight fiery palm prints were stamped onto the ground simultaneously!
Boom~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!
Immediately, a large expanse of eerie, blue phosphorescent flames rose up as if a great fire had started.
Huang Xiaolong, Qingqing, and Xiaohong all stood calmly, unmoved.
Xiaohong even curiously asked, “Young Master, what kind of spell is this?”
Huang Xiaolong chuckled. “It’s but a minor trick. This valley is filled with countless skeletons and bones; perhaps it used to be a mass grave, which is why there are endless phosphorous fires underground. These fellows have activated their spells simultaneously to force out the phosphorous fire buried underneath this vast area, intending to burn us alive. How ridiculous.”
In the blink of an eye, the phosphorous fires flickered without ceasing, like innumerable ghastly green serpentine flames writhing everywhere. The area where Huang Xiaolong and the two demons stood seemed to boil over, with endless eerie green phosphorous fires surging toward Huang Xiaolong, Qingqing, and Xiaohong!
“Hmph! This is what you call bringing disaster upon oneself!” One man sneered, as though he could already see Huang Xiaolong being engulfed by the phosphorous fire and turned into dry bones.
…
Night.
The outskirts of Liu City.
A few buildings stood on a low hill, surrounded by lush vegetation and dim lights, giving off a warm feeling.
At the entrance of these buildings, there was a large signboard lit up with neon tubes, forming several large characters—”Huimin Orphanage.”
Fairy Huang and Taoist Xia stood at the foot of the hill.
“Fairy Huang, is that demon really hiding in this orphanage?” Taoist Xia’s pupils shrank slightly as his eyes filled with a dense intent to kill.
Fairy Huang chuckled. “To hide in plain sight… Good, very good… However, this time, you won’t escape!”
After a pause, Fairy Huang smiled at Taoist Xia. “Taoist Xia, my little yellows came over for an inspection this afternoon. The demon is indeed hiding in this orphanage, probably for several years now… Let’s go.”
With that, Fairy Huang and Taoist Xia walked side by side toward the orphanage.
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