When the butcher saw Elder Tang enter the northern gate, a voice summoned the animals to move to the north. The other voice didn’t want to collide with Elder Tang. They got into another severe argument. They cussed out each other.
“A bunch of madmen.” The night-watcher mumbled to himself. The discomfort in his heart grew. The night sky was slowly frozen. The chill swept through the ground. More citizens rushed into the Soul Temple to avoid the tragedy. The night-watcher tried to stop them, but no one heeded his advice. The people finally found the path to salvation. They hurried towards the Soul Temple. If this continued, Dream Break Town would become abandoned. A long sigh came out of his chest. The night-watcher looked around as if searching for someone. Unfortunately, he couldn’t find him. With regret, he entered the Soul Temple’s south gate.
“Was he looking for me?” Gao Ming looked at the night-watcher’s hunched-over back. He even caught the scent of incense.
“Are we entering the Soul Temple as well?” Fu Shu was concerned.
“Let’s wait and see.” Gao Ming huffed out his breath and rubbed his hands.
The three Ji Gods made their move. The paper people carried the white sedans into the west wooden gate. After that, the butcher finally finished arguing. A large group of animals followed after Elder Tang’s guests and charged through the northern gate.
“Only the eastern gate is left.” There were many other ghosts that targeted the eastern gate. They were worried that the good things would be taken if they were late, so they hurried towards the eastern and northern gates.
One hour later, after the Gods and ghosts entered the temple grounds, a chilly wind picked up near the Soul Temple. A giant black snake that was covered in a wound appeared silently.
“The Water Dragon King has entered the village! Something has gone wrong with the town entrance’s stone plaque!” The citizen stopped shouting because he had been eaten.
“The Soul Temple cannot move. Building it requires a lot of sacrifice and soul. The Water Dragon King probably has been feeding it through the underground river.”
The ghosts in town didn’t work together, but an animal and a building reached a consensus. The mud-stained scales mixed with shed meat. The black snake left behind long red scars on the walls. It seemed to be morphing into the divine pattern on the temple.
“Is it trying to turn into a dragon?” Fu Shu narrowed his eyes. Gao Ming noticed something was wrong too. The scars left behind by the black snake contained claw marks. The Water Dragon King’s climb was slow and difficult. It was accidentally injured by Gao Ming. The speed at which it painted the divine pattern was a lot slower.
“No. We have to stop it! Once that thing becomes a dragon, it’ll eat all of us.” Fu Shu sounded like he would personally yank down the snake.
Evil was everywhere. The citizens and the other Yong Gods entered the Soul Temple. Gao Ming stopped hesitating. He glanced out the village. The Xi Temple had been overtaken by lush trees. It rapidly absorbs the negative emotions of the nightmare. However, it was limited as well. It didn’t grow as fast as it did in the middle-level nightmare. “It hasn’t grown into a giant tree. It needs people to buy it more time.” Gao Ming was thinking when he caught a strange sound.
Two drenched kids crawled out of the nearby well. They slowly approached the ancestral hall with a flint. However, the kids didn’t expect to run into anyone. When they were caught by Gao Ming, they froze in fear.
“It’s dangerous at night. Go home.” Gao Ming waved them away. The two kids quickly nodded. They walked to the other side and took out the wet flint. They foolishly tried to light the ancestral hall on fire.
“Have those two lost their minds?” Fu Shu reminded Gao Ming, “If the ancestral hall is destroyed, we’re all sinners.”
Gao Ming grabbed the kids by their wrists. He frowned and glared at them. At that moment, he finally noticed the scales hidden under their skin. Their skin was abnormally pale. Their attire was different from the other residents.
“Are they water ghosts or humans?” Ever since the God of Flesh and Blood gained the Xi God’s power, Gao Ming possessed the Xi God’s aura.
The two kids didn’t dare to speak until one of them saw Chun Niang’s clothes, which Gao Ming was carrying. He spoke carefully, “We were the set of boy and girl offered to the Water Dragon King. Chun Niang saved us. She wanted us to burn down the ancestral hall.”
Gao Ming’s brows relaxed when he heard the news about his friend. “The citizens have entered the Soul Temple so your timing is just perfect. Where is Chun Niang hiding now?”
“We cannot tell you.” The two kids shook their heads firmly.
“The Water Dragon King has left the Dragon Temple. No one is guarding Zhang Mingli’s anger. If you see Chun Niang, tell her to hurry to the river bottom to find the thing Zhang Mingli wants.” Gao Ming didn’t force the two kids. When the two kids heard Gao Ming’s words, they revealed strange expressions. They whispered among themselves as if their secret had been discovered.
“Or is she already going there?” Gao Ming knelt before the kids. Seeing their shocked expressions, he knew that he was right. “That’s right. She hates everyone in town. It’s natural for her to side with Zhang Mingli.”
Gao Ming headed towards the Soul Temple after confiscating the kid’s flint. The two kids insisted on staying with him no matter how hard he tried to chase them away. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel·fire·net
“The Soul Temple is not safe, and the village is filled with monsters. The pair of kids is quite clever to know to rely on someone strong.” Fu Shu lay on Gao Ming’s back. He thought the kids were dead weights.
“In terms of finding someone else to feed off, who is better than you?” Bai Feng mocked him. After she knew Fu Shu was Dream Break Town’s creator, she was not polite to him.
When they approached the Soul Temple, the black snake had reached the third floor. It moved slower and slower as if it was about to perish. If one ignored it, the Soul Temple was enveloped by an immortal aura. The closer one came to it, the better one would feel. It was like one was slowly becoming a fairy.
Gao Ming pushed open the southern gate and glanced into it. The temple ground was larger than he thought. The citizens moved about. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary. Most of them bowed at the figurines painted on the walls before they climbed to the second floor.
The God worshipped in the temple had his face covered by a holy mist. He was tall and muscular. He wore a long robe and carried bound sutras.
Compared to Dream Break Town, the divine statue radiated an air of comfort and stability. He seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders alone.