The rooster's crow tore through the curtain of night, and light emerged from the horizon.
Before long, the gentle sunlight bathed the earth, and even the air was filled with the warmth.
The colorful fragmented light shone through the small window and landed right on Yu Nian and Feng Chengyuan.
Feng Chengyuan frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view was a mass of black and soft hair, lazily scattered and twined around his neck. Their hands were clasped together, fingers intertwined intimately.
Feng Chengyuan's mind went blank for a moment. He couldn't tell reality from dream and subconsciously tightened his grip.
Yu Nian slowly opened her eyes. Due to just waking up, her usually clear eyes were now hazy with a mist, looking straight into Feng Chengyuan's heart.
Yu Nian rubbed her eyes and greeted Feng Chengyuan, "Good morning."
Perhaps Yu Nian's tone was too natural, giving Feng Chengyuan an illusion that they were not here to catch demons but an ordinary couple who had accompanied each other for a long time.
Feng Chengyuan was stunned for a moment and replied blankly, "....Good morning?"
Yu Nian sat up cheerfully. Thanks to Feng Chengyuan being beside her, she had slept very well. At this moment, her spiritual energy was extremely abundant. She felt she could even fight ten yellow - weasel demons!
She lazily stretched. As the range of her movement increased, the quilt slowly slipped off her shoulders onto the bed.
For some reason, Feng Chengyuan recalled the snow - white shoulders, back, wrists, and arms that had lingered in his mind last night.
As if he had been pricked, his heart raced. He quickly averted his gaze and didn't dare to look anymore.
........
After breakfast, Guan Sheng poured a glass of water for Yu Nian and asked, "What's the origin of that yellow - weasel demon? Do you have any clues?"
Yu Nian nodded, narrowing her eyes and saying calmly, "The yellow flag in the yellow - weasel demon's hand is called the Soul - Summoning Flag, a Taoist magic weapon originally used to guide the souls of the dead. This yellow - weasel demon should have received the protection of a certain Taoist temple a hundred years ago. After getting this magic weapon, it went into the deep mountains to practice and used it as a weapon to summon evil spirits."
Ming Mingzhong broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this and said, "These days, even demons have backers! Can we deal with it?"
Yu Nian didn't answer. She just looked down at her fingertips surging with spiritual energy and slowly curled the corners of her mouth.
After some discussion, everyone decided to go up the mountain again.
But just as they stepped out of the room, a group of villagers swarmed into Jiao Qi's yard. All of them looked unfriendly and blocked their way without any explanation.
The leading man among the villagers was named Wang Xi, a young man in his thirties. He was tall and strong with dark skin. At this moment, he was glaring fiercely at Jiao Cheng and the others.
"You still want to go up the mountain? Dream on!"
The change happened so suddenly that Jiao Cheng was a bit slow to react. After asking around, he finally sorted out the reason.
It turned out that the noise of their fight with the yellow - weasel demon on the mountain at night was too loud. Some villagers were curious and went to check after Yu Nian and the others went down the mountain. Unexpectedly, they saw the tombs of the villagers' ancestors dug up on the halfway up the mountain. They could even vaguely see the white bones in the rotting coffins.
Naturally, the villagers didn't know what had happened. They only thought that Jiao Cheng had colluded with a group of outsiders to do this. So they came early in the morning to block them and ask for an explanation and compensation.
Jiao Cheng was a bit embarrassed and told the truth, "These tombs were all destroyed by the yellow - weasel demon with the Soul - Summoning Flag..."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Before Jiao Cheng could finish, someone shouted angrily, "We thought you were an honest man, but unexpectedly you made up such a crazy lie to deceive us!"
Jiao Cheng was a bit aggrieved. "It really wasn't us who did it..."
The villagers were even more unhappy when they heard this and scolded, "These tombs contain the dead! If you didn't dig them up, did the skeletons climb out of the graves by themselves?!"
Jiao Cheng's eyes lit up. "How do you know? They did climb out by themselves!"
The villagers were so angry that they laughed. They immediately started to fight with Jiao Cheng, and it was in a complete mess.
Wang Xi was well - known in the village for being stubborn. At this moment, he blocked in front of Jiao Cheng like a wall, grabbed his collar, and said gruffly, "What the hell are you doing up the mountain with a bunch of outsiders? Unless you take us with you, you're not allowed to step out of this door!"
Jiao Cheng had no choice but to vaguely say that there was water seeping into his ancestors' tombs and there were some feng shui problems, so he invited the celestial master to help repair them.
Wang Xi was stunned for a moment. He sized Yu Nian up and down, then turned his head away in disgust.
Although this woman was beautiful, her temperament was too sharp. He didn't like it.
Wang Xi never had a good look for people or things he didn't like.
"It's really funny. These days, a wild chicken with a few peacock feathers can pretend to be a phoenix! If she can be a celestial master, then I must be a god descending to the mortal world! See her skinny arms and legs? I can break them with one hand! Make her beg for mercy, haha!"
After saying this, everyone around burst into laughter and chattered non - stop.
Yu Nian glanced at them indifferently and suddenly raised her hand.
"You're too noisy."
Wang Xi didn't expect Yu Nian to refute him. His eyes immediately widened, and he was about to scold, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found something was wrong.
His mouth was like being glued shut with super - strong glue. He couldn't utter a single syllable!
What on earth was going on? Could it be that this woman was really a celestial master? Had she cast some spell on him?
He stared at Yu Nian in horror and waved his hands desperately, hoping that Yu Nian would lift the spell for him.
The surrounding villagers didn't know what had happened and looked at Wang Xi in bewilderment.
A villager sniffed and asked blankly, "What's Wang Xi doing?"
"Maybe he's dancing. What's this dance called... hip - hop?"
"Aren't we here to block them? Why is Wang Xi suddenly dancing? It's so abstract..."
Wang Xi was so angry that his seven orifices were smoking. He felt extremely aggrieved, like a dumb person eating bitter melons. His eyes were wide open with anger. After gathering his strength, he suddenly reached out his hand and punched towards Yu Nian's face!
Unexpectedly, Yu Nian just tilted her head slightly to avoid it. Then she grabbed his hand gently but firmly and squeezed it. A soft "click" sound was heard.
Wang Xi's face turned deathly pale instantly. Cold sweat poured down like a waterfall and soaked his clothes in the blink of an eye.
It hurt! It really fucking hurt!
Wang Xi rolled his eyes and curled up on the ground limply, groaning non - stop.
Yu Nian looked down at Wang Xi and said calmly, "The first rule of being a person is not to be a big - mouth."
After saying that, she ignored Wang Xi and led the others up the mountain.
Wang Xi rolled on the ground and cried, "Grandma, I know I was wrong..." Halfway through, he suddenly stopped in shock. "I, why can I talk again?"
Although the surrounding villagers didn't know what had happened, they were all very curious to see Wang Xi being deflated and couldn't help but snicker.