CH 328

Suffocating, Bai Lingmiao felt herself floating up to the rafters of the ancestral hall. When she looked down, she saw herself rolling her eyes and the red cloth of the deity.

"Is this what it feels like to die?" Bai Lingmiao lowered her head to check her body, but it was empty.

Suddenly, she thought of something and her heart lifted. "My parents must not have gone far, I can still catch up with them!"

However, as soon as she looked up, ready to search for her family, she found that indescribable things had sealed off the entire sky.

Looking at the constantly changing shapes of these things, Bai Lingmiao was sure they were immortals, and they were all from the sad family because the emotions they had just picked up had not yet receded.

"I'm already dead, what do you want from me?"

Bai Lingmiao was about to pass through them, but was instantly bounced back and came face to face with herself hanging upside down from the rope.

She saw that her present self had completely changed. The pink eyes were completely replaced by a pair of slender red beast eyes.

What was even more special was that her face had several cracks, and there were also beast eyes staring at her inside.

Suddenly, Bai Lingmiao saw herself in front of her, raising her long-nailed hand and grabbing her head, opening her mouth and swallowing her whole.

The flipping snake scales pierced Bai Lingmiao's skin and easily cut the tight rope.

Bai Lingmiao fell heavily to the ground. Before she could recover, a severe pain deep in her mind made her scream while holding her head.

This feeling was too painful, she had never felt such pain before.

Immediately, a cold number appeared in Bai Lingmiao's mind.

This was her task for the month. If she couldn't complete it, she could figure out the consequences herself.

And it was foreseeable that this number would gradually increase.

Bai Lingmiao, with a bruised neck, looked up at the dark rafters. Since becoming a shaman, her life no longer belonged to her, and she couldn't even die.

The previous experience had actually made her feel a little happy because she had the ability to help Senior Brother Li. However, this time, the immortals finally began to show their claws.

Bai Lingmiao remembered what Li Zhi had said before he died, "I won't be a shaman in my next life, it's too suffocating..."

At this moment, she finally understood the meaning of this sentence. As a shaman, she was a slave to those immortals, with no freedom at all.

"Waaah..." Bai Lingmiao covered her face with her hands and cried loudly in the dark ancestral hall, her cries echoing constantly.

The deity who was admiring the moon seemed to remember something when he heard the crying. He sighed with his three mouths under the red cloth and took out a jade pendant from his arms to look at it.

"Dad?"

"Not dad, it's Master."

"Dad?"

Li Huowang had corrected him so many times that he lost his temper. He regretted going to that noodle stall earlier. How could he have gotten into trouble just by eating noodles?

"Ga ga ga~!" The ducks in the cage next to him made Li Huowang annoyed. He didn't know what was going on today. There were so many people going to sell goods in Yinling City, and the spacious road was blocked tightly.

"...Dad?"

"Okay, shut up." Li Huowang took out two cotton wads and stuffed them more tightly into his ears.

After sitting in the carriage for a long time, Li Huowang finally arrived in Yinling City. After showing his badge from the Monitoring Bureau, he was immediately allowed to pass.

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Returning to the bustling Yinling City, Li Huowang breathed a sigh of relief and drove the carriage to the inn. It was finally over after such a long time.When Li Huowang saw the temporary earthen kiln set up at the intersection, he was confused. "What is this?"

"Daoist, today is Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't you know that we need to set up an earthen kiln?" The monk helped Li Huowang understand.

After Li Huowang settled in the inn, the outside gradually darkened. The usually curfewed Yinling City was rarely lifted.

The brightly lit market, with children carrying pomelo lanterns, turned the entire Yinling City into a sleepless city.

Li Huowang waited in the inn, waiting for Tuoba Danqing to come, but he only received a message from a messenger pigeon.

"Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and I want to go home to reunite with my wife and children. We'll talk tomorrow night."

Seeing this note, Li Huowang felt discouraged. Did the Monitoring Bureau also celebrate festivals?

Li Huowang sat in the room, feeling a little confused about what he should do next.

"What else can you do? Let's celebrate the festival. Besides Chinese New Year, I like Mid-Autumn Festival the most." The monk reminded him.

"Mid-Autumn Festival? Who will I celebrate with?"

"With us." Red appeared at this time.

Li Huowang glanced at the four illusions in front of him, walked to the window, and whistled towards the stable where Mantou was guarding the carriage.

Mantou barked and ran up excitedly, wagging his tongue.

He called the waiter and ordered a table of dishes to be sent to the room. The silver was enough, and the chicken, duck, fish, and meat were all available. Looking at Mantou wolfing down under the table, Li Huowang picked up his chopsticks and chewed a piece of chicken in his mouth.

The chicken tasted good, but Li Huowang always felt that it was tasteless. He picked up a ceramic wine pot and took a big sip, and he was immediately drunk.

Li Huowang raised his glass and toasted to the full moon in the sky. "It was so fragrant when we were picking noodles in the wilderness."

"Dad?"

"Ah! Son!" Li Huowang kicked Mantou's foot. "The three of us will celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Li Huowang didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, he saw Mantou crouching, constantly threatening the black tentacles emerging from his body with a low growl.

Li Huowang flicked his finger at the tentacles, and they instantly retracted into his navel. "Can Black Tai Sui come out on his own now?"

This may be bad news, but Li Huowang really didn't care much about it now.

"Go down and watch the carriage." As Li Huowang pointed his finger at the door, Mantou walked away with his tail between his legs.

Li Huowang sat up, picked up his chopsticks again, and began to eat the cold banquet on the table.

After eating and drinking enough, Li Huowang sat by the window and took out a book. This time it wasn't the Three Character Classic, but a higher-level Thousand Character Classic.

"...The sword is called Jue Que, the pearl is called Night Light, the fruit is Li and Na, the vegetables are heavy mustard and ginger, the sea is salty and the river is fresh, the scales hide and the feathers soar..."

As he read, Li Huowang felt a vague accent in his ears. At first, it was chaotic, but gradually it became clearer.

"...Singing is more precious than music, and cheap rituals are different from high ones. Harmony above and peace below, husband and wife sing together..."