CH 57

"I don't know what the red, yellow, white, willow, and sorrowful five immortal families represent in the Jumping God ritual. When an old person in the village casually mentioned it, I remembered it."

"The first time I met them was when someone in the village was possessed and barking like a dog on the ground. The Jumping God happened to pass by the village and came to take a look."

"I don't know what happened afterwards. I just remember that the possessed person was fine the next day and went to work in the fields."

Li Huowang listened to Xiaoman's fragmented information about the Jumping God and silently pondered.

"So, the Jumping God does the same kind of work as the Taoist priests in Siqi? Exorcism and disaster relief. Does their ability also come from the things like the Game Lord?"

"Since the Jumping God often interacts with others, he should be better at talking than the monks in the Zhengde Temple, right?"

He wasn't afraid that these so-called Jumping Gods were too strong, but he was afraid that they were too weak and couldn't solve Danyang Zi at all.

After all, he couldn't compare to a group of people alone.

The creaking sound of the donkey cart disappeared, and Li Huowang came back to his senses. He saw that the others had already gone to the woods to gather firewood and fetch water.

Looking up at the sky, Li Huowang found that the sun had gradually moved to the west without realizing it. It was time to rest.

He didn't just sit there. He took out his sword from behind and started digging holes in the ground. The sword was very sharp, and in no time, a small hole the size of a head was dug.

The idiot who had already prepared next to him lifted the black pot from the donkey cart and put it in the hole.

As long as a hole was opened on the left and right sides later, one for firewood and one for smoke, a small earthen stove would be completed.

Compared to rice, hanging noodles were easier to store and cook.

After the water in the pot boiled, several bundles of longevity noodles bought in Guankou Town were put in with the hot steam.

Some dandelions picked by the roadside were used as vegetables, one salted duck egg per person as meat, and a large bowl of noodles for each person. Dinner was done.

Li Huowang used his chopsticks to break the salty duck egg yolk floating in the noodle soup. The sizzling oil made the whole soup float with a layer of golden oil flowers, which looked very appetizing.

He picked up the boiled dandelion stem with his chopsticks, chewed it slowly in his mouth, and tasted a little bitter with a texture similar to spinach.

He didn't know that dandelions could be eaten before, but he found out that it was also a kind of wild vegetable when he saw the old monk in the Zhengde Temple eating it so happily.

Blowing on the hot steam, Li Huowang drank a big mouthful of soup, and his stomach suddenly felt warm and comfortable.

Looking at the wild vegetables, Li Huowang couldn't help but think of the old monk in the Zhengde Temple.

"I don't know how he's doing. He's so foolish that he can't see anything. He should be able to live well in that kind of environment, right?"

White Lingmiao, who was sitting next to him, whispered, "I don't eat egg yolk."

Li Huowang nodded silently and picked up the noodles with his chopsticks, sucking up a big mouthful. "I have a Dao bell in my arms. Do you remember? It's the one I brought out from Qingfeng Temple."

"Um."

"Now I'll tell you how to use it. If something happens to me, remember to use it to save your life."

"Okay."

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread dot com".

"First, you need to shake it. At this time, you will feel very dizzy. Hold on, and then grab a handful of mud from the ground and put it in your mouth..."

The sky gradually turned dark, Li Huowang's bowl was empty, and he finished speaking.

White Lingmiao took the bowl and chopsticks from Li Huowang's hand and walked towards the small river in the woods.

Li Huowang looked at her slender figure and unconsciously turned into the back of a high school girl wearing a red school uniform. It was Yang Na's back.

He shook his head vigorously, and White Lingmiao turned back again. Annoyed, Li Huowang kicked the ground and looked at the increasingly clear starry sky above.As the night grew deeper, Li Huowang still kept watch. His sleep had not been good lately, or rather, it had never been good.

Li Huowang used his sword to poke at the campfire in front of him and threw a piece of firewood into it.

He shook his head and looked at his weapon by the light of the fire. This iron-like weapon was somewhat wasted in his hands. It was not meant to be used as a shovel to dig holes nor as a poker for the fire, which made the tip of the sword look very ugly with black paint. The only time it had drawn blood was when he used it to cut his own neck.

"Senior Brother Changming, if you saw your precious sword in such a state, wouldn't you be angry enough to come back to life?" Li Huowang muttered to himself as he reinserted the long sword into its scabbard behind him.

"Shh..." A soft sound came from behind him, causing Li Huowang to stand up suddenly. He grabbed a lit firewood from the campfire and threw it directly at the figure that had just flickered past him. The bright light of the fire landed in front of a pair of embroidered shoes. The shoes were very red, so red that it was creepy.

"Who are you? Come out!" Li Huowang's shout woke up the other people who were sleeping. When they saw the pair of shoes in the distance, they were scared awake and drew their swords and knives.

"Hehehe, don't attack. It's just a misunderstanding."

With a friendly voice, a man in his fifties with white hair walked out of the dark woods. He wore simple clothes, and the patches on his clothes indicated that he was not wealthy. Besides the small package on his back, he also had a dirty drum hanging from his waist, tied with many colorful ribbons.

Facing the weapons of Li Huowang and the others, he stood there and explained, "I was on the road at night and saw light ahead, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect to meet you all."

Seeing Li Huowang's gaze fixed on the red embroidered shoes, he continued to explain, "It's okay. My wife is shy. Goose, come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pair of beautiful shoes walked out of the darkness and came to the old man's side. It was a woman whose face was covered with a red veil. Her red and purple clothes were extremely bright, and she was tied with many colorful strips of cloth like those on the drum. She stood there motionless, and seeing this thing in the middle of the night made people shiver.

"Is this your wife?" Li Huowang raised his sword again and confirmed that the man was carrying such a thing around with him late at night. No one would believe that he was not driving away zombies.

Just then, Xiao Man leaned over and whispered, "Senior Brother Li, he's a spirit medium."

This sentence instantly raised Li Huowang's vigilance to the highest level.

"Yes! That's right, we are spirit mediums. I am the Great Spirit, and my wife is the Twin Soul."

Seeing that the group of people in front of him did not react, the man spoke again, "What's wrong? Don't believe me? Then, let me show you... Ahem~"

Before Li Huowang could stop him, he shouted, "Please...the spirits!"

This confident shout echoed far and wide in the dark woods.