"Back then, there were several n in the village who were fighting to marry her, and she seed undecided, so it just dragged on. Later, rumors started circulating in the village, saying that this woman was a curse and that anyone involved with her would die. It wasn’t long before the n who were always around her died, their bodies first rotting away and eventually turning into black water, leaving no skeleton behind."
Xi Yu had ntioned these kinds of deaths to you earlier. Thinking of this, you imdiately asked, "What happened then?"
"Just when everyone truly began suspecting she was the source of the disaster, she actually beca pregnant." The middle-aged man took a puff of his cigarette and after exhaling, he shook his head with a sigh, "At that ti, having a child out of wedlock was a big deal in our village. The family that had taken her in was also afraid of gossip, so they kicked her out of the house. However, the old village chief was kind-hearted, and after persuading everyone, they eventually agreed to let her stay and even found her a place to live in. Although the house was a bit dilapidated, it could still keep out the wind and rain."
"Who is the father of the child?"
"No one knows." The middle-aged man shook his head. "What’s unbelievable is that the little girl actually stayed in her mother’s womb for a whole thirteen months. When she was born, the sky was dark and the wind was so strong it could uproot trees, as if heaven itself was furious."
The more it was like this, the stronger your curiosity beca.
"Did anything else happen in the village after that?"
The middle-aged man pondered for a mont, then shook his head, "No, after Little Qinniang was born, the village returned to peace. Although everyone tried to avoid her and her mother, things were fairly quiet."
"If the old village chief had already given them a house back then, why can they only huddle in a shed like this now?"
The middle-aged man glanced around and whispered to you, "That’s the current village chief’s doing. Before Miss Wu ca, that house was always for the mother and child. After Miss Wu arrived, the village chief had the house demolished, and had a two-story building erected in its place, turning it into Miss Wu’s private domain. Now, aside from soone cleaning it regularly, nobody goes there."
Upon hearing this, you frowned and asked, "There’s plenty of open space around here, why go through the trouble of demolishing the old house instead of just building sowhere else? Isn’t that more labor-intensive?"
"I’m not sure about that, in our village, the chief’s word is law, and nobody dares to oppose him." Saying this, the middle-aged man threw his cigarette butt on the ground and ground it with the sole of his shoe, "I have to go. The wind gets very strong in the mountains at night. When you set up the tent, try to pick a spot that blocks the wind."
"Hmm, okay, thank you."
After listening to the middle-aged man, you felt even more that there was sothing wrong with this village.
However, as the sky was growing dusky, you turned to find Little Qinniang already curled up on the ground, her fatigue evident, she had fallen asleep.
Feeling sympathy for her, you sighed softly, stepped forward, and gently patted her sallow cheek.
"Hmm..."
Little Qinniang didn’t wake up, but instead turned over and continued sleeping.
It seed that she was truly exhausted.
Picking up the tent package and food that the middle-aged man had brought with your left hand, and cradling Little Qinniang with your right, you walked slowly up the slope on the outskirts of Qingfeng Village.
After about fifteen minutes, you finally found a sheltered spot that also had a small stream nearby, perfectly suitable.
The tent was quickly erected, and the first thing you did was to place Little Qinniang into the warm tent, then you started preparing dinner for the evening.
The middle-aged man provided mostly ready-to-eat food, consisting of smoked chicken, cured at, sausage, and also so peas and rice.
He took out a cooking pot from his backpack, first washed the peas and rice clean with the clear stream water, after which he added an appropriate amount of stream water, then he finely chopped the cured at with scissors and spread it evenly into the cooking pot before covering it with the lid.
He found two rocks of roughly the sa height, placed them on the open space in front of the tent, and then set the cooking pot on top of the two rocks. He casually picked up so dry twigs from the ground and placed them in between the rocks. Originally, he wanted to use a talisman to light a fire, but felt it was wasteful, so he took out a lighter from his backpack instead. As it turned out, he tried to ignite it for quite a while with no success.
Just when he was about to give up on the lighter and decide to use a talisman, for so reason, an idea suddenly sprung into his mind. Holding a try-and-see attitude, he pressed the tips of his middle finger and index finger together next to the twigs, then lightly snapped his fingers and a small fla spontaneously appeared and quickly ignited the twigs.
He looked at his two fingers in surprise, then picked up a stick from beside him and mirrored the previous action, snapping his fingers again. The fla appeared once more, setting the stick ablaze.
What... what was happening?
Was he able to create fire without a talisman?
As far as he knew, unless one had superpowers, it was impossible for a person to create fire out of thin air.
Having nothing better to do, he simply tried sothing else.
He went to the open space beside the tent, extended his right hand towards the air, and turned his palm face up.
Next, he focused his mind and began to gather wind with his intention.
The first two attempts failed, but on the third try, he closed his eyes and channeled all his sensation into the palm of his hand.
Gradually, a stream of air converged in the palm of his hand, beginning to circle and spiral, rotating faster and faster.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was actually controlling a small whirlwind in his palm. Although the whirlwind wasn’t of much practical use, to him it was as if a new door to life had opened, a door to a world he had never encountered before.
If Xiao Feng and the others were around, they would surely laugh at his overexcitent, because compared to the Five Elents Spell he controlled, such abilities similar to superpowers were really weak.
In fact, most people don’t realize that talismans and superpowers are completely different; moreover, talismans have limitations, and there are tis and places where talismans can’t be used, especially if you enter a barrier soone has set up in advance—then talismans aren’t very useful at all.
And you could be sure that the power you were wielding was not a superpower; it was wholly superior to superpowers. The only thing you knew was, this power must be related to the Scenic Sect.
Afterward, you tried the Five Elents and discovered that you could extract and condense them from the air, even though they were not very powerful right now, it was still significant!
Just when you were preparing to continue your attempts, you suddenly slled the fragrance of cooked rice, and your empty stomach began to protest.
Walking over, you lifted the lid of the pot, and a tantalizing aroma of rice instantly wafted out. You scooped up a little with a spoon and chewed it carefully—mm, not bad at all.
At this mont, Little Qinniang in the tent had also woken up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes as she walked out, still wrapped in the coat given by Wu Qiyi, looking very endearing.
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