"Ring ring ring!!" The extremely piercing bell instantly interrupted the shouting, and everyone present covered their ears with painful expressions.
As the slow ringing gradually diminished, Li Huowang's sword was already resting on the man's neck.
"Hehe, sir, what are you doing?" Despite the sharp sword against his neck, the man remained calm.
"You ask me what I'm doing? I ask you what you're doing! Why did you invite a god here!"
The charred sword blade was pressed slightly, leaving a bloodline.
No matter what god this person was inviting, it was definitely not a good thing. Li Huowang had been in this place for so long and had never encountered anything good.
Feeling misunderstood, the man suddenly laughed dumbly.
"Sir, are you not from Sizhi? I didn't invite any god, I didn't even drum, so I can't invite any god. I'm just proving that I am a shaman."
At this moment, Xiaoman walked over and whispered, "Yes, that's right. To be a shaman, you have to drum."
Glancing at the colorful drum around the man's waist, Li Huowang, who was full of vigilance, slowly retracted his sword.
"This friend, don't make this kind of joke in the middle of the night. Be careful of misunderstandings. You can leave now."
The man looked up and down at the Taoist priest in front of him, who was full of vigilance, and after nodding awkwardly, he turned and left. "Okay then, I'm Li Zhi. See you later. Let's go, Goose."
After speaking, he didn't say anything else and went straight towards the dark forest road with the woman covered by the red hood.
After they had completely disappeared, Li Huowang turned around and said to the others, "Don't sleep tonight, be on guard. Be careful that this guy hasn't left."
One cannot be too careful. This guy suddenly appeared in the middle of the night. Who knows what his intentions were.
In the sound of agreement, the medicine gatherers held their weapons and sat around the campfire one by one.
Li Huowang grabbed a dry branch, rolled it over, and threw it into the fire. The blazing flames illuminated the anxious faces of everyone.
The long night passed in this waiting that felt like an eternity. Except for everyone's exhausted faces, nothing happened.
"Rest for the morning, then we'll continue on the road. Gouwa, you'll stay guard." Li Huowang slowly closed his eyes after finishing his words.
Li Huowang didn't know how long he had been dozing off when he was gently shaken awake. "Senior Li, that man has come back."
"Huh? What?" This news instantly woke Li Huowang up. When he turned his head to look, he saw Li Zhi from last night standing not far away with his wife covered by the hood, smiling.
(Note: The name "Gouwa" is not mentioned in the character introductions, so it is not translated.)"Last night, I thought for half the night and realized that I scared the real person, right? Sorry, sorry, so I came to apologize."
The sunlight shone through the branches onto Li Zhi's somewhat dark face, making the mole on his face very prominent.
If you took away the drum around his waist and just looked at his appearance, he didn't look much different from a farmer who worked in the fields all year round.
Under the bright sun, he looked much safer than he did last night.
After quickly turning over his thoughts in his mind, Li Huowang responded with a gesture, "Li Zhi, you're too polite. I was reckless yesterday."
Regardless of this person's intentions, since such a shaman was right in front of him, he couldn't let him leave without getting something out of him.
"Just now, this girl said that the real person's surname is also Li? Isn't it a coincidence that my surname is also Li? Maybe we were from the same family 500 years ago."
Li Zhi, who was full of amiability, took two steps forward and came to Li Huowang's side.
"Li Zhi, where are you going?"
"Hey, my great-aunt, Hei San Tai Niang, is going to celebrate her birthday in a few days. I'm going to go there early to wish her a happy birthday."
Celebrate a birthday? Li Huowang thought to himself, "It seems that shamanism is not the same as Taoism and Buddhism, and it hasn't escaped the demands of the secular world."
"Where is the real person planning to go? And why are you bringing so many people with you?" Li Zhi's eyes flickered as he looked at the blood-red robe on Li Huowang's body that hadn't been washed clean.
"To Liang Kingdom." Li Huowang answered succinctly.
"Okay, it's so far away. The real person will have a hard time on the way."
After a brief exchange, the relationship between the two sides had eased a lot, at least they didn't have to be so hostile.
The wheels of the donkey cart started turning, moving forward together with the red embroidered shoes on the side.
"Not far ahead is Half-Moon Gully. There is a village there where the real person can rest for a few days. It will be at least fifteen days before we encounter another place to stay. You know, the border is always sparsely populated and desolate." Li Zhi, like an old friend, warmly pointed out to Li Huowang.
"Thank you. May I ask, Li Zhi, since you are a shaman, who is the immortal that your family worships?"
When Li Huowang asked this direct question, including the woman with the red cover on her head, they all slightly lifted their heads.
"Hehe, I'm a disciple of the Bei family. Since you asked, I won't be coy anymore. May I ask which mountain or which door the real person belongs to?"
"Xuan Yang, Qingfeng Temple, Xishan Donghua Sect." Li Huowang immediately used the same rhetoric that Danyang Zi had used before.
He didn't know which sect Xishan Donghua Sect was, but at least saying it this way would make others think that he had a heritage, and not just a fake Taoist.Li Zhi shook his head. "Hehe, never heard of it. But it's understandable. The world is so big, not everyone knows everything."
Li Zhi was very talkative, always with a smile on his face. Being with him made everyone feel better.
As they walked, it was time for lunch. They still cooked noodles on the stove by the roadside. The river next to them was getting wider, which was convenient.
Li Zhi didn't take any food from his small package. He just squatted by the roadside, smiling and watching. Li Huowang and his companions felt uneasy.
"Li Zhi, do you want some?"
"Hey, hey, hey! That's great. I haven't eaten for a whole day." Li Zhi ran over excitedly and picked up a bowl to serve himself.
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He ate bowl after bowl, making Bai Lingmiao frown.
"Brother Li, that's almost three pounds... How can he eat so much? Has he been following us just for this meal?"
Everyone watched as Li Zhi took the last noodle from the pot. He didn't feel embarrassed at all and continued to slurp under the tree.
Li Huowang walked over and squatted down like Li Zhi. "Is the noodles enough? Do you want more?"
"Oh, that's too kind of you, but I really haven't eaten enough." Li Zhi said as he drank a big gulp of noodle soup.
"Add two more pounds of noodles!" Li Huowang shouted to the other side of the pot.
"Why are you the only one eating? Doesn't your girlfriend want to eat? Isn't she hungry?" Li Huowang's gaze turned to the woman with the red headscarf. He noticed that her nails were somewhat black and very long.
"I am the main god, and she is the twin soul. I am enough just by eating." Li Zhi said as if it was obvious.
"Oh? Why is that?"
The sound of slurping noodles stopped. Li Zhi raised his right hand holding chopsticks, wiped his mouth with his elbow, and turned his head with a smile. "Hehe, why so many questions? Are you trying to provoke me?"