Pig Forest, Taoist Priest

The scene shifts, and it's already dawn.

After leaving Xiakou Village, the group split into two.

Taking advantage of the calm daytime weather, the three cousins ​​took a donkey and followed the donkey cart from Liujia Village back to the village with Zhang Wei's uncle's family to settle down. With Zhang Wei's existing reputation and the large yellow croaker that had been allocated to him, it would be enough for the family to build a cave dwelling and live a stable life thereafter.

It's not that they don't want to give, but rather to maintain a balance between the maternal and paternal branches, and also to avoid the possibility of being punished for possessing a valuable treasure.

Zhang Wei, along with Blind Wang and the remaining relatives, rode in a makeshift donkey cart made from a flatbed cart, heading towards Zhuqianlin along the main road.

This journey was one of the few peaceful moments in the entire "Silhouette" series.

At least we're not walking at night or rushing at dusk. The morning is always a time when the yang energy gradually rises. Even though it's not the scorching summer and the yang energy isn't that volatile, it's still not a time when ghosts and spirits can come out and be active.

Along the way, Zhang Wei also released his malevolent energy, which transformed into a pale red mist covering a hundred meters.

This wasn't his full effort, but it was a gesture to warn the local shady characters around him to stay away if they didn't have some skills!

After pulling off this stunt, things went much smoother afterwards.

The tireless old donkey had been pulling the cart all day. Around four or five in the afternoon, as dusk approached, the Pig Forest came into view in the distance.

After rounding the hilltop, they saw militiamen in green coats carrying semi-automatic rifles: "Uncle, it's dangerous ahead and we can't go any further. Please take a detour!"

Contrary to expectations of rudeness and refusal, after stopping the donkey cart, a young man carrying a gun came over, grabbed the old donkey's bit, and gently persuaded it.

"Yes, I know, I know. Young man, please go in and find Master Yiming. I am Blind Wang from Liu Family Village. I wanted to come and see what this grand occasion was like, and maybe see if I can be of any help!"

"Okay, Uncle, wait a minute!"

With that, the militiaman turned around, got on his old-fashioned bicycle, and rode off into the mountains.

If you can use a bicycle, the road conditions may be good, but the distance will obviously not be short.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei and the others also got out of the car to walk around and stretch their bodies. After sitting in the car all day, and with the road conditions not being very good, the bumpy ride made even Zhang Wei feel weak and shaky. Walking around to stretch their bodies and take a look at the nearby scenery was a good idea.

He had been in [Silhouette] for six days, and all he saw every day was yellow earth and barren mountains. The few patches of green were just pine trees that occasionally appeared on the mountain ridges. But in Zhuqian Forest, there was a continuous forest. Although it was late autumn and the vegetation was beginning to wither, the still-hanging leaves and the green interspersed among them still gave him a different feeling.

However, amidst this breathtaking scenery, Zhang Wei gazed into the distance and, at the edge of his vision, in a corner blocked by mountains, he could vaguely see a different kind of color.

black!

The blackness is menacing and menacing!

It was so intense it made your heart tremble, a pitch-black despair and struggle that felt like you were about to be devoured alive!

Even with the mindset that Zhang Wei had begun to settle after these few days of bizarre experiences in the dungeon, he was momentarily stunned when he saw the menacing darkness lurking in the mountains and forests.

In the end, it was the newly formed Yazi True Meaning that helped him. After a slight stinging pain, Zhang Wei forcibly broke free from the state of being attracted.

Just then, the militiamen sped out of the ravine on their bicycles, screeching to a halt. The old Taoist priest, sitting on the back, got off with difficulty, his legs clenched together, and upon seeing Blind Wang, he began to curse angrily:

"What are you doing here? You're so incompetent, and you're even bringing a little kid along?"

After cursing a couple of times, he let out a soft "hmm," ignoring the slight pain in his crotch from the bumpy ride, and took a few steps forward to circle around Zhang Wei, scrutinizing him. His bright, childlike eyes shone with a radiant light.

Although it was only for a fleeting moment, Zhang Wei did see the other person's eyes light up for a second:

"This kid...tsk tsk, talented, a real prodigy!"

"Where did you get such good luck to find such a treasure? No, you half-baked charlatan, you didn't actually take the kid on as an apprentice, did you?" The old Taoist priest suddenly turned to look at Blind Wang: "If you dare answer, I'll really hit you!"

"No, I wouldn't dare!" Blind Wang, who had been sprayed in the face, quickly bowed and responded, his demeanor extremely humble.

There was nothing he could do. His deceased master was a close friend of his. Over the years, whenever he had something he couldn't handle, he would go to the mountain to find the old Taoist priest. Although the old Taoist priest would always scold him harshly, he never missed a chance to smooth things over.

Aside from lacking teaching skills, this person did everything a master should do.

It's only right that he got scolded. The fact that he wasn't kicked in front of everyone is probably because he's old, and the old Taoist priest was saving face for him in front of outsiders.

"That's more like it!"

After scolding the good-for-nothing junior, the old Taoist priest turned around and instantly smiled broadly, his bright eyes now barely visible as slits hidden by drooping wrinkles. He spoke in a soft, gentle voice, "Child, whose family are you from? Have you ever seen your Uncle Blind Wang's skills? Your Grandpa Taoist knows even more, and is far more skilled. Would you like to learn some amazing skills from Grandpa?"

"Uncle, is it possible that I brought this child here because he's very capable, and I wanted to see what it's like here?"

"Great skills? You don't need to tell me. I saw the aura of incense on this kid at a glance. Someone with such a strong aura must be blessed by the gods. It's normal for him to be capable. But talent still needs to be learned. Without a master to teach him, he won't be on the right path. In the end, it will all be for nothing. He can only end up like you, doing odd jobs in the village to make a living."

"Well, we should at least ask their family first. We can't just drag them away like bandits!"

"Hey, it doesn't make much difference whether I ask or not. If you won't let me come up the mountain with you, I'll just go down to the village. We can be neighbors and learn from each other every day... You little rascal, why do you ask so many questions? Are you deliberately trying to pick a fight with this old Taoist priest?"

As he spoke, the old Taoist kicked out, sending the blind man, Wang, staggering.

If you finally come across such a bright and talented talent, why not grab her and keep her in your pocket? How can you wait for someone else to see her and snatch her away?

If you manage to snag one, great; if you fail, you'll never be able to sleep at night again.

That's why magic isn't readily apparent these days, and cultivation is difficult. Going back a few hundred years, even the old masters who went down to the lower realms to serve can come up overnight and throw him into a pot of oil to fry him. After frying him, they'll spit on him and call him stupid!

"Grandpa Taoist!"

"What's wrong, little one?"

"Why don't you wait a little longer? If you're still willing tomorrow, you can come to my house and ask?"

"this......"

"Don't worry, if I'm determined to follow this path, I will never take anyone else as my master!"

Looking at Zhang Wei, the old Taoist priest nodded after a moment's thought.

To be honest, he felt that the child's way of speaking and the quiet demeanor he saw at the moment were a bit unusual for a child of this age. But then again, it's normal for a child who is favored and blessed by the gods to be a little abnormal.

Fortunately, the gods are not present and the laws are not in effect at this time; otherwise, he would not be qualified to take in a child like this.

With Zhang Wei's agreement and approval, the old Taoist priest now found even Blind Wang much more agreeable.

"What are you looking at, you blind fool? Hurry up and follow along!"