Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1194 - 455: Cliff Cave Stone Tablet (3)

Zhou Xuan pondered for a moment, then asked, "You Ba people originated from the Dongba County of Yellow Field Prefecture. It’s reasonable for you to recognize the words ’Yellow Field,’ even if you have migrated from your ancestral land and are unfamiliar with the Ba script.

However, how do you recognize the words ’Jingchuan’?"

"High Priest, my mother fled to Yellow Field during the flood disaster in Jingchuan. She is from Jingchuan Prefecture. My grandfather taught me how to write the words ’Jingchuan’ using the Ba script when I was young."

Zhou Xuan, upon hearing this, noticed that although Zhao Aniu was quite clumsy with words, his responses were very smooth without a trace of insincerity, leaning towards believing these matters were true.

He then asked, "So, you saw the prophecy on the stone tablet, which included the words ’Yellow Field’ and ’Jingchuan,’ and suspected that the stone tablet’s prophecy is related to the secret of the merger between Yellow Field and Jingchuan?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Aniu thought for a moment and continued, "High Priest, I must confess something. I only learned that Zhou Xuan was your Great Priest after joining the Blood Well Society. I’ve also heard about Zhou Xuan slaying the two major leaders of the Ba people, but... rest assured, although I am a Ba people remnant, I will not hold a grudge against him for that."

Zhou Xuan almost laughed upon hearing this; this Aniu was quite sincere.

He then heard Zhao Aniu say, "Moreover, I should thank your Great Priest. If he hadn’t slain the Fish Monk of Yellow Field and shared the fish meat with us, my mother’s illness wouldn’t have been cured."

"You ate the Fish Monk from Yellow Field Prefecture?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Yes, yes, I was the first to get the meat."

With Zhao Aniu saying this, Zhou Xuan recalled.

When he arrived at the Fish Cutting Platform, he didn’t see who was the first to snatch the fish meat, but he heard people around chatting, saying that person was a young hunter, very skillful.

"A lot of details match."

Zhou Xuan asked again, "Did your mother’s illness heal?"

"Yes, it healed right then and there, she could walk on the ground, thanks to the fish gifted by your Great Priest. My mother’s illness healed, so I didn’t have to earn money by guiding foreigners to the Life and Death Cliff Cave."

Zhou Xuan nodded, feeling this Zhao Aniu was truly fortunate—if everything he said was true, then those looking for the Life and Death Cliff Cave couldn’t be good people, likely all Hall Disciples with considerable incense money.

A Blood Well Spirit Communicator dared to interact with these people in the wilderness; not knowing how he’d end up dead.

"I understand. If in a couple of days I send out a Great Priest and Human World Walker, would you be willing to lead them into the Life and Death Cliff Cave?"

"Of course I would, as long as you can cure my insanity."

"Insanity requires Buddha energy to heal, and I have plenty of that in my hands. Wait here, soon Si Yuer will contact you, give him the exact location, and he will personally deliver the palm ginseng to you."

Saying this, Zhou Xuan cut off the connection with the Blood Well network amidst Zhao Aniu’s thousand thanks.

Then, Si Yuer came in to handle registration matters with Zhao Aniu.

...

"Brother Xuan, that Zhao Aniu lives on Mudi Mountain in Yellow Field Prefecture."

"Okay."

Zhou Xuan said to Si Yuer, "Go to the God Traveling Department, take a palm ginseng, and deliver it to Zhao Aniu."

"Alright."

"Don’t go alone. Take Guan Niang with you." Zhou Xuan added, "By the way, tell Guan Niang to thoroughly investigate the first hunter who grabbed the Fish Monk, whether his background is clean. This hunter is very likely Zhao Aniu."

"Got it."

Si Yuer accepted the order and left first.

As he departed, Yun Ziliang asked, "Xuanzi, does that person actually know the mystery of the merger between Yellow Field Prefecture and Jingchuan Prefecture?"

"Not necessarily." Zhou Xuan continued, "Old Yun, do you know of a ’Life and Death Cliff Cave’ in Yellow Field Prefecture?"

"I don’t know."

Yun Ziliang added, "However, there are many strange places under the sky, some unknown to me, which is quite normal. Yellow Field Prefecture is essentially a bizarre place."

"Then I’ll go check it out in a few days. For now, the priority is to rebuild Mingjiang Prefecture."

With that, Zhou Xuan walked towards the door.

"It’s still early, you’re going on stage already?"

"The stage isn’t even set yet, where would I perform?" Zhou Xuan replied.

"Then what are you off to?"

"Something big might happen tonight, I’m heading to Hui Feng Medical College, seeking an amulet."

With that, Zhou Xuan went to the college, heading for the small Turtle Mountain to find the Turtle Mountain Taoist.

This Taoist, aside from other skills, had a miraculous ability in appearing dirty.

...

Capital Mansion, the city gates are as open as usual,

Merchants, footmen, farmers, hunters selling goods entering the city, tourists visiting, streamed steadily,

A toddler, around three or four years old, with a small braid, seemed to have gotten separated from family, yet she didn’t show any fear, swaggeringly entered the city.

Once inside, the toddler walked with firm steps, as if wind under her feet, heading southeast.

In the vast Capital Mansion, Dunjia Mountain is in the southeast direction of the prefecture city.

And within Capital Mansion, there were not just one but eighteen such children.

These eighteen toddlers entered in groups from six city gates and gathered inside a dilapidated temple at the foot of Dunjia Mountain.

Dunjia Mountain had once had several small temples and Taoist temples.

These small temples mainly lived off the fame of Dunjia Mountain’s incense money, some foreign incense burners would be persuaded by Taoists or monks from these small temples to donate incense money.

Matters like these, the Taoists of Dunjia Mountain turned a blind eye—after all, some among them benefited from the tributes given by small temples from below the mountain.

However, later Dunjia Mountain began enforcing discipline, and the small temples at the foot of the mountain were driven away one after another. Gradually these parasitic little temples fell into disrepair.

In one such ramshackle temple, after a gust of mountain wind passed, those eighteen toddlers turned into a gruesome mass of flesh.

The flesh ultimately gathered together, forming into a greasy butcher.

Once the butcher’s form solidified, he pushed open the temple door and sneered, saying, "My incense money has been divided into eighteen bodies, none will trigger the Ancient Tree Golden Bell."

This is his method to evade Capital Mansion’s "Ancient Tree Golden Bell."

With this magic skill, he truly roamed freely within Jing Country’s nine prefectures, going wherever he pleased.

"Flap, flap, flap"

Sound of wings flapping came from the sky,

The butcher looked up to see a flying paper crane.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the paper crane fell in response, he picked it up and unfolded the crane,

The paper crane was actually a family letter, the signature was "Zhao Youting."

The contents of the letter were simple, just two or three short sentences — Yun Niang, take Cai Er and Huan Bao and leave soon, Dunjia Mountain faces disaster today.

The butcher looked at the letter and couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, saying, "Ah, there’s great talent at Dunjia Mountain too. Zhao Youting figured out my plan, though Hulu Taoist, proud as he is, doesn’t believe I’d dare to cut Dunjia Mountain’s gates."

He tucked the letter into his clothes, fetched a basin of water from a nearby river, and along with a piece of bluestone began "thud, thud, thud" sharpening a butcher knife within the ruined temple...

...

"What, around seventy containers? You plan on filling that many containers?"

Turtle Mountain Taoist asked Zhou Xuan.

He realized, when this Great Priest finally comes to him, it’s always tasks of substantial difficulty.

"Just say if it’s possible or not."

Zhou Xuan leaned against the temple door of Turtle Mountain Taoist Temple, saying, "Whether my life will be safe tonight depends on your method of appearing dirty."