How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?! Chapter 208 - 208 208 Peacock Spreading Its Tail Feathers

208: Chapter 208: Peacock Spreading Its Tail Feathers 208: Chapter 208: Peacock Spreading Its Tail Feathers Back at her little courtyard, Yixiang dove into her room, took a bath, changed clothes, went upstairs to the bamboo house, and packed a big bag, wrapping it with oilcloth, and then carried it down.

Her mother ca out from behind the house, looking at her with so surprise, “Where are you going?”

“Mother, a sister from Taichong is sick, I’m going to check on her.”

“Sister?” Her mother sensitively caught a keyword.

“Yes.”

“Bringing such a big bag, is it all dicinal herbs?”

“Yes, it’s hemp leaves.

That sister might have a cold, need to fumigate it…” Yixiang said, “Mother, I won’t be back tonight.”

She fled the courtyard gate as if escaping.

Little Hu jumped up from the courtyard wall, following her.

The little turtle stretched its neck long, seeming also wanting to go, but Yixiang ordered from afar, “Little Wu, stay ho with mother.”

The little turtle retracted its head.

Her mother shouted, “Aren’t you riding a bike…”

“No, I’ll cross over from Qingjiang by boat.”

Yixiang walked quickly, her face was so red, her heart in turmoil…

This was the first ti in her life lying to her mother, she didn’t want to lie to her mother.

But what could she do?

Her heart had long been tied to her brother, the brother who invited her to Kongque Valley.

She had waited for over a month and finally got the chance.

Even if the sky fell, she had to go…

Her mother did not suspect her because the direction she headed was indeed towards Qingjiang.

There were two roads to get out of the thousand-year-old Miao Village, one by road, one by water.

By waterway, a boat ride could directly reach Taichong, and many people preferred this route.

However, she would never imagine, as soon as her daughter was out of the Miao people’s sight, she turned off the path.

On the mountain road above, there was a big tree, under the tree, a handso guy smiled lightly, “You even brought such a big bag, what’s in it?”

“It’s autumn now, it’s chilly in the mountains…

How could I spend the night without a quilt?” Yixiang blushed as she told him.

My goodness, invited her up the mountain, she brought a quilt…

Lin Xiaosu took over the big bag, Little Hu bounced happily in the front, Yixiang treading unevenly beside him, heading towards Peacock Valley…

Peacock Valley, a mysterious, dangerous place.

Even the Miao people couldn’t easily spend the night in Peacock Valley.

Such a place, is it suitable for lovers to et?

Perhaps a bug jumping out could bite them to death.

Generally, it’s really not suitable, but there’s an exception.

That is, making a vow…

Lovers in love, parents opposing.

Lovers agreeing to et in Peacock Valley, is to tell everyone, we are risking our lives to love!

As long as they entered Peacock Valley, usually his parents would compromise…

Because their children were playing with their lives!

Yixiang did not have a mindset of risking her life, nor making a vow, because she knew clearly, the poisonous insects and beasts in Peacock Valley could not harm her and her brother.

She ca in, because of the fieriness inherent in a Miao girl.

Plus, her romantic sentint.

Among her lineage of the Witch God, there seed to be a sort of inherent romance.

Like her father, a generation of Witch God, maintaining the traditional essence should have been his destiny, but he wasn’t like that.

Her father was imnsely enthusiastic about modern genetic science.

He yearned for the unification of ancient witchcraft and modern technology, surpassing his ancestor’s settings, which was a hidden romanticism.

Her sister, originally the most hopeful to inherit father’s mantle, yet for a montary splendor, easily sent herself into the Huangpu River.

Although living tragically, her sister’s “no regrets” philosophy before departure made her understand that her sister and father were the sa kind of people, living in their own dreams.

And Yixiang herself?

When she returned from university, she thought she could avoid her sister’s pitfalls, live more clearly than her, but eting with her brother, she compromised with herself deep down…

The flowers on Wushen Mountain bloom each year, wither each year, blood ans no regrets!

People in this world co and go, as long as they co smiling, leave satisfied, this coming and going itself is no regrets!

Touching love…

Has sorrow and joy, has tears and laughter…

Since it’s destined to be uncontrollable, why not follow one’s heart, have a grand passion, what’s wrong with that?

As long as the stirred heartstrings still resonate quietly in this thousand-year-old Miao Village, why care about whether it’s eternal or not?

The road to Peacock Valley was quite far, without Lin Xiaosu using incredible movent technique, it would take three to four hours from the Miao Village to the valley entrance.

They caught a rabbit midway, roasted it for lunch.

By the ti they officially entered the valley, the sun was setting.

Lin Xiaosu walked under this sunset, focused.

Entering Peacock Valley, he had no frivolous thoughts.

He had a mission, extrely serious.

No one gave him this mission, it’s purely self-imposed…

Peacock Valley, a portal to the Otherworld should have opened.

Because the little Hu (the holy beast “Ao Ji” of the Ancient Great World), and the snow turtle in Yixiang’s courtyard, clearly told him this.

The legend of the ancient world-breaking had truly played out in this Peacock Valley.

He traveled far to the Northwest, entered Kun Cang, his true aim was to learn the Array, find this portal and seal it, soone has to nd a broken human world…

However, he couldn’t see the Array Patterns.

Peacock Valley, was just as it was before.

He could clearly feel the ancient aura, but he couldn’t see the Array Patterns.

The faint glow on the Golden Acacia ahead was just sunlight.

The golden hue on the distant valley top was just sunset’s afterglow…

The beautiful tail in the sky, a peacock returning to its roost.

The stream below the valley flowed gently, playing a lodious tune under this sunset.

“Brother, let’s spend the night in the Peacock Cave.” Yixiang’s voice ca by the ear, with a slight tremor.

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze shifted to the side, seeing that dreamlike, beautiful face under the sunset, the brilliant twilight seed to be on her cheeks.

“Peacock Cave?”

“Yes, over there, it’s very clean, the ground and ceiling are made of white stones, with beautiful patterns on the stones.”

Patterns?

Lin Xiaosu’s heart throbbed: “Let’s go!”

Following the Golden Acacia down, there was a stream ahead, the water flowed out from a mountain cave, the entrance was small, but the further in, the wider it beca.

At the end of the cave, was light, shining through a stone crack.

Under the sunset’s afterglow, this cave resembled a room.

Upon entering, outside mountain wind couldn’t blow in, and the temperature seed to rise a few degrees.

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze was firmly locked on this stone slab.

He saw the patterns Yixiang ntioned.

The patterns were beautiful, on the white stone, like red clouds, but he was disappointed, these were not Array Patterns.

Under the Heavenly Tao Wisdom Eye, no Array Patterns.

This was not the Otherworld portal, just an ordinary cave.

“Brother, this is Peacock Cave, let’s stay here tonight.”

“Mm, alright!”

Although it wasn’t fully dark yet, it would be less than an hour till dark, no point searching for clues in the night, better to stay the night first.

This cave, probably the best place to stay in the wild.

But, as he responded “alright”, he sensitively felt, Yixiang, this flower, seed truly about to bloom, as the red on her cheeks carried a hint of intoxication, her twisting waist full of endless charm.

To the extent that as they roasted the rabbit and ate the delicious barbecue, he felt a bit tasteless.

After tidying up, the sky was completely dark.

“Little Hu, you guard outside the cave.” Yixiang ordered.

Little Hu jumped out of the cave.

Though little Hu was just a beast, its presence still made a small difference.

With it, the cave was a station for wilderness exploration.

Without it, the cave seed devoid of exploration elents, leaving only another kind of ambiance.

Yixiang went to the inside of the cave, unfolded the quilt she brought…

This quilt, red fabric outside, white inside, red was bright, white was sacred.

On the bright red quilt, silver threads weaved an open peacock…

The red quilt laid on the white stone, Yixiang ca out from inside.

At that mont, Lin Xiaosu’s eyes were a bit dazed.

In her hair, a peacock feather.

On her face, a hint of blooming spring…

She walked up to Lin Xiaosu, gently reached out, hugged his waist, tilting her face up, her eyes full of spring tide…

“Yixiang…”

“Brother, are you willing to take off the peacock feather from sister’s head?”

Lin Xiaosu gazed at the feather…

A custom surfaced in his mind.

He wasn’t familiar with the Miao customs overall, but this one, he knew.

When he first entered Southern Border, a kind little nurse had told him…

The Gu Miao people had a custom of wearing peacock feathers.

Three ways to wear it.

First on the wrist, representing she’s married, a very long process, over decades, the peacock feather mostly wore out.

Second around the neck, representing she’s unmarried.

Third, a transitional state…

Peacock feather on the head, representing she found her man…

If the man was willing to take off this feather, it ant he accepted her…

“Yixiang, you actually don’t know well…”

Before he finished, Yixiang flipped her hand, hugged his neck: “Brother, I don’t need to know you, I just need to know myself, I like you…

that’s enough.”

“Aren’t you afraid of my repeating your sister’s painful experience…

on you?”

“Her pain, just people think it’s pain, but she herself…

told personally the night she left the village, if ti flows back, she’d still take that step, she actually…

had no regrets!”

“Really no regrets?”

“Brother, Miao girls are different from your Han people, we’re simpler…

We know every flower will eventually wither, but we won’t miss its bloom; we know the future is uncontrollable, but we won’t miss the mont of heart’s movent for security.

I don’t know where the moon will rise tomorrow, nor do I care.

What I care is, tonight’s moon is over our heads, enlightening the night of Peacock Valley…”