Counterattack Xiaoxian

When it was getting dark, the woman suddenly took out a piccolo and started playing it. The sharp sound of the flute cut through the sky and was carried far away by the river wind.

Just a moment after the flute sounded, a group of people rushed over from the dusk.

These people were wrapped in animal skins, holding or carrying weapons on their backs, and carrying two-leaf flat boats on their tails. When they came up, they surrounded the women.

Ji Ling was a little panicked at first, but the woman started talking to them, sometimes agitated, sometimes sad, and finally silent, and they all performed a strange ritual to the other side of the river.

After that, they put the two of them in the boat, lit the torches, and hurried to the dense forest.

It was dark in the dense forest, the ant path was narrow, the road was bumpy, and the journey was extremely hard.

Ji Lingchu was lying in the boat, feeling only the shaking of torches, trees, and figures. He was shaking so hard that his internal organs were almost displaced, and he was moaning secretly.

I don’t know how long I’ve been traveling, but at dawn, I finally arrived at a building. Ji Lingchu was carried into a room. Before he could take a closer look, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

And in his sea of ​​air, the fleshy ball was swallowing and chattering like a never-tiring machine, greedily absorbing the mysterious energy from the air...

When he woke up again, not knowing how many days had passed, Ji Lingchu found himself in a small room with only a bed and a cabinet.

The cabinets were piled with bottles and cans, the walls were made of bare wooden boards with traces of smoke and fire, and the door was ajar.

He pushed the door open and walked through the long corridor. At the end was a hall supported by thick wooden pillars, with a mottled statue in the center.

Judging by her appearance and clothing, she looks like a woman, but I don’t know what kind of god she is?

The entire hall is ancient and deep, with sunlight slanting in through the hollow lintels, and streams of warm wind passing through the hall like gentle waves.

There were dust particles dancing in the bright light, making him feel like a ghost in an ancient house, not belonging to this world at all.

At this time, a figure elongated by the sunlight walked in from outside the door. It was a boy in his mid-teens.

The boy was also dressed in a strange outfit. He nodded to him, first asked him to change into clean clothes, and then led him to the kitchen to eat.

He was overly hungry. He ate five bowls of porridge and a few small dried fish that were roasted black, and drank some clear vegetable leaf soup. He was finally full, and it tasted delicious!

After eating, the little boy put away the tableware, showed a simple smile, and then jumped away.

With this smile on his face, Ji Lingchu felt a little at ease.

He walked out of the hall and passed through a courtyard with an old well, and entered a majestic hall. There were two rows of tall statues enshrined in it, both in female form. The main seat was the goddess in colorful clothes.

The layout of the main hall is simple and solemn, without too many decorations. After walking around for a while, most of the things I saw were sacrificial ritual instruments and the like. There were a few white-bearded old servants sweeping and wiping them, but no one paid him any attention.

He went straight out of the gate and discovered that the entire building was composed of three well-proportioned halls. It was built on the highest point of a hillside and occupied an extremely large area.

Looking from here, we can see the undulating green forests, with unknown edges, and a group of peaks standing in the distance. We don't know whether they are on the horizon or in the sea of ​​clouds. The whole world is covered with clouds and fog, and it is vast and vast, like a prehistoric wilderness.

Ji Lingchu never had the chance to see such scenery in his short life. Now that he is in it, in addition to lamenting his own insignificance, he also wishes that he is just an ordinary traveler...!

After watching quietly for a long time, he walked down the stone steps, and a huge square appeared in front of him. The ground was dense and flat, and in the center stood a stone building surrounded by several people, about three feet high.

Just as he was about to go down and take a look, a group of people walked over. In front of them was a fat old woman, wearing Taoist robes and a delicate silver ring around her neck, followed by two strong women in gray.

The old woman looked at Ji Lingchu and said "hum" with disgust in her eyes. She scolded him a few times and then ordered two strong women to carry him back to the room.

Next, he was grounded, and there was an additional guard at the door. He could only stay in the house except for eating and going to the toilet. The woman who came back with him never appeared again, and she was probably recovering from her injuries.

But the boy who loves to laugh comes often, and every time he brings a few handfuls of wild fruits and flowers to add some interest to his boring days.

Later, the limelight seemed to have passed, and the guard in front of the door had withdrawn. Ji Lingchu tried several times and found that as long as he did not leave the hall, no one would bother him.

He has a non-stubborn personality and takes things easy as he comes. He simply relaxes and eats when he should and sleeps when he should. Over time, he gained a lot of weight.

The only thing I'm not used to is that there is no hot water here. As a person with fine traditions, taking a bath is all that's required. Is it okay if there is no hot water to drink?

After repeated struggles, the matter was finally resolved after a hunger strike. The old woman in Yinhuan sent a person to boil water for him, which was like a foreign guest-level treatment.

After eating and drinking, Ji Lingchu was like a cat, lurking in the "bright place" and observing secretly. He guessed that this place should be a temple dedicated to the goddess in colorful clothes.

There were about a dozen people in the temple who were neither monks nor Taoists. Of course, this was what he could see, but he couldn't tell what he couldn't see.

Furthermore, this is a strange temple with countless unusual features.

The strangest thing is that since he arrived, he has never seen any outsiders, and no believers have come to worship him, which is really confusing.

The above is all the information he currently has, and it is certainly not enough to understand his situation.

He felt that it was necessary to get along with these people. No matter what, he wanted to get familiar with them first, so that if he wanted to kill or behead them in the future, he could do it more gently.

The idea is great but difficult to implement.

The biggest problem he encountered was the language barrier, and it seemed that someone had specifically told him that except for the little boy, no one else paid much attention to him.

This made him very anxious. He always felt that something was going to happen ahead, and he had a sense of urgency that time and time could not wait for us.

How to do it? If the mountain doesn't come, I'll do it, but if I can, I'll go to the mountain!

Ji Lingchu decided to take the initiative. The principle was to be thick-skinned and the policy was to get involved in everything. Specifically, he wanted to grab jobs and grab jobs whenever he saw them.

Since then, there has been a young labor pacesetter in the temple, and what he has done is really disgusting to everyone.

Not only did he do daily tasks like mopping the floor and carrying water, but he also had to help in the kitchen in the end, which made a bunch of servants so annoyed that they would take a detour when they met him.

Even so, he still couldn't extinguish his enthusiasm, because he was too idle and eventually caused trouble.