Chapter 257 - Lama

Chapter 257 - Lama

Once the sky became dark, they took out the glowing green stones to illuminate their surroundings. Everyone continued to walk nervously, especially since Li Huowang never told them to stop.

The moon gradually rose up, showering the ground with its silver light.

Li Huowang was atop the roof of the ox-cart as he looked back. He saw that the blob of darkness had disappeared.

“It’s gone? What was that? Was that thing attracted to me or the baby?” Li Huowang muttered, trying to guess what it was.

Just then, the ox-cart stopped moving, prompting Li Huowang to shout, “Don’t stop! Keep moving!”

But the ox-cart did not move. It was the only time they did not heed his warning.

When Li Huowang turned around, he understood why they stopped. The black dot was now directly in front of them!

At that moment, Li Huowang finally saw what the black dot was. It was a group of black lambs. The lambs just stood still on the spot and didn’t move, almost as if they were puppets.

There was a Lama standing amidst the black lambs. He was wearing a coat made from black lamb fur and had a drum hung on his waist. He was wearing a necklace and bracelets made from little bones. Sitting atop his head was a Lama hat. His eyes were completely black as he looked at Li Huowang.

The Lama’s face was quite weird, with patches of yellow and black. When Li Huowang examined them, he saw that those were age spots.

Li Huowang knew the Lama was hostile to them.

At that moment, the Lama suddenly raised his skinny right arm. An old vulture flew down from the sky and landed on his arm. The vulture was almost featherless and had saggy skin.

For some reason, Li Huowang recalled the man-eating vultures he had seen back at the Women’s Mountain during the process of sky burial.

“Senior Li, the Lama...” Chun Xiaoman took out her bronze bell but didn’t know what to do.

“Don’t worry. You guys can go first. Ignore him,” instructed Li Huowang.

Under Li Huowang’s orders, everyone lowered their heads and circled around the black lambs.

On the other hand, Li Huowang continued to stand atop the ox-cart and never let the Lama out of his sight.

Li Huowang lowered his head and saw the Lama’s legs. They were gone, replaced with bone prosthetics. He only realized that just now because the Lama had been hiding his legs among the black lambs.

As he observed the Lama, a bizarre feeling washed over Li Huowang, attempting to make him relax and close his eyes forever.

But Li Huowang would never surrender to it. He gripped his sword and snarled, “Senior, I don’t remember offending you. If you continue to do this, then do not blame me for what’s going to happen next.”

Li Huowang pulled his sword out a little and an intense killing intent instantly engulfed the surroundings.

Seeing this, the black Lama squinted his eyes and stared at Li Huowang’s sword.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere was so tense that none of the others could breathe. Lu Xiucai had even pissed himself.

Just as Li Huowang was about to completely unsheathe his sword and fight against the Lama, something happened.

Dong~

The Lama hit the drum on his waist.

Dong~

At the same time, a similar sound came from behind Li Huowang. It was Bai Lingmiao! She was hitting the drum that she used to summon the Immortals.

Dong dong dong~ Dong dong dong~

Both drums sounded together; it was as if they were conversing with each other.

After a few minutes, the sound of the drums stopped, and the heavy atmosphere disappeared.

Then, the vulture on the Lama’s arm flew up and the black lambs advanced like a black cloud, covering the Lama’s horrible lower body before lifting him up as they slowly retreated away.

Even as he saw the Lama leave, Li Huowang dared not let his guard down. He immediately told everyone to start walking again.

They walked the entire night. When the sun was out and Li Huowang finally told them to stop, everyone fell onto the ground and started panting, partly due to tiredness and partly due to shock.

What happened last night had been far too scary. They weren't even sure if the Lama had been alive or dead.

Li Huowang looked around him and saw that the Lama was nowhere in sight. He asked Bai Lingmiao, “Did the Lama say something to you with the drum?”

Bai Lingmiao nodded. “Yes. He said that he was from the Surveillance Bureau. He will let you go this time around, but there won’t be a second chance.”