The Taoist Priest Qingyun, who had been lying in bed like a lord, suddenly sprang up like a rocket.
Niannian quickly turned around to look at her master. She saw him dashing out at full - sprint speed.
He turned into a gust of wind and vanished right before her eyes.
Left alone, the little girl stood there blankly, her face full of confusion and bewilderment.
What's going on?
Where was her master?
Where had her so - big master gone?
Why did he disappear again?
Coming to her senses, Niannian hurriedly chased after the direction her master had left.
Her two little short legs were moving so fast that they almost left after - images.
Finally, after dashing out of the back wing - room and reaching the front Buddhist hall, she saw her master's figure.
The Taoist Priest Qingyun was standing in front of the two - story building in the middle. That was exactly where the shrill female scream had come from.
"Master!"
Niannian leaped forward and hugged the Taoist Priest Qingyun's thigh.
Her master actually wanted to go inside!
The yin energy in the building was almost soaring into the sky!
Niannian used all her strength to hold back her master.
When she glanced at the sky in a daze, the little girl suddenly froze for a moment.
She blinked her eyes in disbelief and looked at the sky again.
It wasn't an illusion.
The bright moon hanging in the sky had somehow turned blood - red.
Black mist was billowing within the blood - red moon, giving people a sense of eeriness and danger.
When the blood moon appears, the ghost king will show up.
It seemed that a ghost king was about to be born here.
The blood - red moon slowly moved until it was right above the top of the building.
At this moment, Niannian noticed that there was a Bagua mirror hanging on top of the building.
The red moonlight refracted by the Bagua mirror enveloped the entire building, and the screaming female voice inside became even more shrill.
No!
They must not get any closer to this building!
Limited by her height, Niannian could only tightly grasp her master's thigh and try her best to pull him back.
"Niannian, Niannian, let go quickly. Your mistress is inside. She's inside!"
The Taoist Priest Qingyun wasn't in a state of losing his mind like before.
He just recognized his wife's voice.
He could recognize the female voice screaming in the building at the first hearing.
This voice had appeared in his dreams countless times.
Even though his wife had been dead for so many years, he still couldn't forget her.
Now, hearing the shrill scream, he knew that his wife must be suffering an unbearable torture.
The scream was mixed with grief, struggle, and deep despair.
What was said in the letter was true.
She was really here!
"Mas...Mas...Mistress is no longer here..."
Niannian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She was so flustered that she couldn't even speak clearly.
The Taoist Priest Qingyun still retained his rationality. Afraid of hurting the little girl, he didn't struggle too violently. But eager to rush into the building to rescue his wife, he had no intention of giving up moving forward at all.
Having no other choice, Niannian directly bit her index finger and drew a "Thousand - Pound Anchor" talisman on her clothes.
She wasn't as powerful as her master. If she drew the talisman on her master, it would be easily broken.
Hanging it on herself, her master wouldn't be willing to hurt her. So as long as she tightly hugged her master's thigh, he wouldn't be able to move forward.
This talisman would make her as heavy as a thousand pounds. If her master was still determined to go into the building, he would definitely have to pick her up and throw her out.
Feeling a huge force coming from below his feet, the Taoist Priest Qingyun looked down in surprise.
He saw the little girl raising her head and looking at him stubbornly.
The Taoist Priest Qingyun was anxious, angry, and helpless at the same time.
But this was the child he had raised since childhood, his most beloved little disciple. How could he be willing to do anything to her?
However, listening to the continuous screams coming from the building, the Taoist Priest Qingyun felt extremely painful.
The person he had been yearning for almost ten years might be right in front of him now, but he couldn't see her.
It seemed that there were only a few steps away, but it was like a vast distance.
He seemed to suddenly understand how the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl felt.
Unconsciously, his eyes turned red.
The Taoist Priest Qingyun bent down. It was really difficult for him to explain such complex adult feelings to Niannian.
"Master, there's danger inside."
Niannian looked at the Taoist Priest Qingyun pitifully, with a hint of pleading in her words, hoping that he wouldn't go in.
"Master knows. How could I not see it? But Niannian, the most important person to master is inside. If I can't see her, I might not be able to close my eyes even on the day I die. So even if it's a dragon's den or a bottomless abyss inside, I must go."
"Niannian is a filial child. You'll fulfill your master's wish, right?"
The Taoist Priest Qingyun exuded an extremely sad and desperate aura. This was a master Niannian had never seen before.
"Good Niannian, let go."
The Taoist Priest Qingyun sighed deeply. It was both an exhortation and a plea.
A sense of guilt welled up in the little girl's heart. She understood her master's eyes and his meaning.
If she continued to stop him, it would be unfilial.
Niannian understood that her master was determined to go.
He simply didn't care how difficult the path ahead was.
He only cared whether he could see his mistress before he died.
Although Niannian couldn't fully empathize, she didn't want to see her master so desperate.
She didn't want her master to have regrets for the rest of his life.
She thought that her master was now no different from the resentful ghosts in the world.
Although this description was a bit unpleasant.
But that was the truth.
The deep - rooted obsession was controlling his thoughts.
If he couldn't accomplish what he had been longing for, even if he became a saint on the spot, he would still be filled with endless unwillingness.
Niannian weakly dropped her hands and rubbed her eyes.
She wanted to cry again.
But now her master wasn't being bewitched. Crying was useless.
The little girl looked down at the talisman drawn on her body, then manually took off her robe and tore off the part with the "Thousand - Pound Anchor" talisman.
Her most precious little robe was torn to pieces, which made Niannian even more sad.
But what saddened her the most was the future whose outcome was obvious at a glance.
The ghost king that appeared in the blood moon was accompanied by mindless killing.
No matter who the ghost king in the building was, once it took shape, it would destroy everything in its sight.
Just by shouting, ghosts within a hundred - mile radius would answer its call.
No one living in the vicinity would be able to escape.
According to her master's character, he definitely wouldn't watch such a thing happen.
So even if her master had the ability to escape, he wouldn't really do so.
He would surely fight to the death with that ghost king.
The newly - born ghost king, although not as powerful as the few ghost kings who had long - lived in the underworld, was still almost a half - immortal being.
With her master's current cultivation, they would have to fight to the death.
No.
In the end, it was very likely that the ghost king would be seriously injured and her master would die.
Niannian clenched her small fists, stood up, patted the dirt off her body, and strode over to stand directly beside her master.
She looked at the building in front of her with a firm gaze.
"Master, I'll go with you!"