Chapter 915: Chapter 59: Old Man Pei’s Otherworld Journey (Part 3)_2
Actually, he didn’t want to refuse them heartlessly, but considering the strange happenings here that threatened his life, he wouldn’t recklessly take risks just because of their pleas. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt
However, the issue now is that he accidentally used the Teleportation Technique to come here, and he’s already caught in the web. Simply trying to detach himself from the situation seems unrealistic.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but touch the Starry Stone in his pocket. If he really encountered an insurmountable danger, he would have to use this stone to escape.
As for his dog Dahei…
Pei Laoliu glanced at it, and in a moment of daze, suddenly remembered that he still had a summoning ability he hadn’t used. Perhaps he could pull it back once he’s returned!
He cursed himself for having forgotten this magic earlier.
Actually, it wasn’t entirely his fault.
While Pei Laoliu had awakened Dark Energy with Zhang Xiaoman’s help, he usually studied Cultivation methods with Ye Cang.
He wasn’t well acquainted with his skills, especially this “imprint” skill, so not recalling it immediately was understandable.
Now that he’s understood the key to the situation, he suddenly felt a sense of escaping death.
Since he can leave anytime, the matters here don’t seem to be a big concern.
Thinking , his expression became more relaxed.
The people of East Origin Village saw this and assumed the Daoist was about to agree, each showing expressions of surviving against odds.
The elder sensed the change in his expression and just as he was about to speak, a wailing interrupted him.
“Son! My son! What’s wrong! What’s wrong with you!”
The voice came from the back of the crowd, from an elderly woman dressed in patched clothes.
She was hobbling towards them using a yellowed wooden cane.
“Son! Where are you! Where are you! You must be alright! If anything happens to you, how can your mother survive!”
The elderly woman walked while shedding tears, constantly calling out for her son.
Despite her difficult steps, she moved resolutely towards the crowd’s direction.
“It’s Mrs. Li, why is Mrs. Li coming over? The road is so far, her leg…”
“Li Erma is her son, their family head passed away early, and they relied on each other since childhood… Now Li Erma is gone too, Old Lady Li probably won’t last either…”
A voice in the crowd started discussing.
Some kind-hearted people quickly ran over to support the elderly woman with the cane.
Pei Laoliu turned to see this scene, listening to the discussion around him, suddenly feeling blocked in his heart.
The villagers helped the old woman to the open space by the river, and upon seeing her son’s corpse on the ground, the white-haired old lady could no longer hold herself up and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, a quick-eyed man next to her caught her.
However, she appeared soulless, staring blankly at her son’s corpse, continually repeating his name, like a walking corpse.
Li Yuan sighed. Although he had witnessed many life-and-death separations in his life, having such a scene happen before him still moved him deeply.
“Daoist, as you can see, most of the people in our village are the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled now. If you don’t help us, I’m afraid we won’t hold out much longer…”
He said, trembling as he knelt down again, clutching Pei Laoliu’s clothing and pleaded:
“Daoist, I’m begging you to help us, as long as you’re willing to help, we will give you all the money we can gather from our village as repayment…”
Master Liu looked at him, then at the kneeling villagers around, while the old woman’s murmurs calling her son echoed in his ears, and his heart began to waver.
Inevitably, such scenes would move even the most stone-hearted person.
Master Liu, though he used to be a fortune teller travelling the Martial World, selling feng shui and fortune services.
On the bright side, it was mutual psychological healing.
On the dark side, it’s a business of deceiving people out of money.
But even thieves have morals.
Even in this business, he was always clear-headed, gauging people, making sure to take soup without the meat, which was a basic rule in the trade.
Of course, many current fortune tellers have long since forgotten this rule.
Every bite taken with skin and bone, sipping marrow instead of blood.
Like Master Liu, those adhering to the rules are scarce.
Therefore, Master Liu’s true nature is kind.
His hesitation now stemmed from fear of the eerie deaths happening here.
To be frank, he’s worried about his own life.
But now, with the villagers pleading so earnestly on their knees, the balance in his mind started shifting.
“Mr. Li, please rise, we’ll discuss matters slowly…”
He reached out to assist the elder off the ground, but before his action completed, a terrified shout suddenly came from the side.
“Mrs. Li! Mrs. Li! She’s gone to the other side of the river!”
The crowd turned their heads simultaneously.
The old woman who had been crying on the ground earlier had somehow gotten up and crossed the small creek in front, heading towards the distant woods.
“Mrs. Li! Mrs. Li! Where are you going! Come back quickly! You can’t go there!”
Some acquaintances shouted, trying to dissuade the bereaved mother.
But Mrs. Li, vacant-eyed, remained oblivious to all the shouting, continuing to move slowly.
Finally, when she completely crossed the creek and reached a tree on the opposite bank, she made a move that rendered the crowd silent.
She leaned half her body against the trunk, grabbed her cane with both hands, pointing its tip deep into the woods, and uttered hoarse cries.
“Monster! Monster! Come out! Come out! Give me back my son’s life! Give me back my son’s life!”
The old woman’s voice was like a cuckoo weeping, entirely mournful.
Despite her trembling hands on the verge of giving out, they still mustered all her strength, pointing towards the depths of the woods, indicting the perpetrator of all this, as if conveying her resolve.
By now, Pei Laoliu had already forgotten what he wanted to say earlier.
His gaze was filled with shock staring at the scene, his heart stirring like crashing waves.
“Return my son’s life… Return my son’s life…”
The old woman’s voice had already turned hoarse beyond recognition.
It seemed her throat was dried from crying, and it felt as if she would soon be unable to catch her breath.
A few young fellows gritted their teeth contemplating to step forward to chase and bring her back.
Yet they were held back firmly by family members beside them, forbidding them from stepping into the creek.
“Come back! Mrs. Li! Come back quickly!”
The crowd’s cries continued, but were to no avail. The heart of the old woman across the river had died.
With a dead heart, one can’t hear anymore.
Pei Laoliu snapped back to reality, his leg muscles tensed, seemingly wanting to go over and bring Mrs. Li back.
Just then, a Black Shadow suddenly swept through the woods, a powerful suction force appeared.
The surrounding trees rustled instantly, as if bent under strong wind, falling towards the forest.
The old woman bore the brunt.
Her whole body, like a weightless paper, was drawn in by the force, disappearing from the crowd’s sight in an instant.