C12 Pea guide

Yang Fenglin's forehead was covered with the "a little bit of ink" drawn by Mr. Zi, and in his mouth was a pea that Mr. Zi had given him. After leaving Zhang Guozhi's house, he came to the road.

"Ahh … Ahh …" It was the faint sound of a child crying, not too loud, as if it was right beside Yang Fenglin.

It was a solemn night outside, the moonlight was like sand covering the land, everything had become hazy, and at this time, it was about the middle of the night, and other than the crying of children, there was no other sound.

Yang Fenglin listened attentively and decided that the source of the wail was in the southeast direction. Thus, he walked towards the southeast direction. It was a road that seemed to be shrouded in smoke or water vapor, making it hard to see clearly.

In the middle of this road, Yang Fenglin could vaguely see the appearance of a child being carried by someone or flying by himself. Anyway, the child's body was horizontally, and it floated forward little by little.

"That should be the aggrieved child that died Zhang Xingqi!" Yang Fenglin thought to himself, and could not help but quicken his pace, quickly catching up.

Just as Yang Fenglin stepped onto this path, a gust of cold wind blew over. This cold wind was so deep to the bones that it was like falling into a hole of ice.

"Hiss …" Yang Fenglin shivered and quickly rubbed his hands together before continuing forward.

Strangely, the child in front of him seemed to have disappeared without a trace. It was as if he had vanished into thin air, and the sound of his crying became smaller and smaller.

It wasn't good to lose him. Yang Fenglin quickened his steps and quickly took a few steps forward. Indeed, the wailing sound was a little louder as well. It seemed like the ghosts of the wrongdoers were right in front of them.

As Yang Fenglin was walking, an old woman suddenly appeared in front of him. She was in her eighties with silver hair that fell like snow on the branches of a tree. The old granny held a basket in her hand as she walked, and suddenly fell in front of Yang Fenglin.

Yang Fenglin was taken aback. As he was about to go and help, he suddenly recalled what Mister Zi had told him before, "Don't bother with everything you encounter on the way. Just follow that child closely!"

Thinking up to here, Yang Fenglin didn't bother with the old granny anymore. With one step, he circled around. Just as he was about to leave, he found that his leg seemed to be firmly grabbed by someone. When he looked down, he saw that it was the old woman.

"Young man, save me, save me …" The old woman cried for help.

Yang Fenglin lowered his head and looked at the old woman. He immediately steeled his heart and tried to lift his leg to break free from the old woman's restraints, but the old woman's hand was firmly holding onto Yang Fenglin's leg, unable to free herself.

"Young man, please save me, I beg you …" The old woman was almost in tears.

Yang Fenglin had a helpless expression, but at this time, the cries of children gradually faded away.

However, the old woman still firmly held onto Yang Fenglin's leg, not wanting to let go. Yang Fenglin wanted to speak. However, just as he was about to open his mouth and speak, he turned his head and discovered that there was a pea in his mouth. Furthermore, this pea was extremely heavy, and Yang Fenglin was unable to wiggle his tongue to speak.

Since she could not speak, there must be something strange about this. Yang Fenglin immediately kicked her feet, and no matter how tightly that old woman hugged her, Yang Fenglin still wanted to kick her away.

whoosh * There was only the sound of friction as the old woman was sent flying into the darkness.

In the darkness, the old woman disappeared into the endless darkness.

Yang Fenglin heaved a sigh of relief as she had already guessed 90% of the old woman's identity.

Just as he took a few steps forward, a gust of wind blew past in the darkness.

Along with the strong wind, a disheveled figure charged towards Yang Fenglin with bared fangs and brandished claws. It looked like the old woman who held Yang Fenglin's leg.

Yang Fenglin was frightened to the point that his scalp went numb as he hurriedly ran forward …

However, the faster Yang Fenglin ran, the faster the shadow chased. Furthermore, the shadow was about to catch Yang Fenglin.

"Don't be afraid, just turn around!"

He didn't know where, but suddenly, he heard Mister Zi's voice.

When Yang Fenglin heard this, he immediately followed suit. He stopped and suddenly turned around.

In the darkness, a golden light suddenly shot out from Yang Fenglin's body. In a split-second, the figure that pounced towards Yang Fenglin disappeared without a trace.

Yang Fenglin could not believe his eyes, but he could clearly see that golden light.

"It must be Mister Zi's mana!" Yang Fenglin guessed in his heart, and immediately lost all fear as he continued to chase after the crying child.

As they continued to chase, the crying of children could be heard in front of them.

After about a third of an incense stick's time, the crying stopped.

Why did it suddenly disappear? How strange! Did I lose him?

Yang Fenglin muttered in his heart as he looked all over the place, but he could not hear anything. Yang Fenglin stopped searching blindly and stood on the spot, listening attentively.

It was true that he could not hear her, but Yang Fenglin turned around and returned. The way back was smooth sailing. They arrived at Zhang Guozhi's house, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Mister Zi, I'm back!" Yang Fenglin entered and saw Mister Zi. He still had the pea in his mouth, but he could still speak.

"Alright!" Mister Zi nodded.

"That's it?" Zhang Guozhi finally opened his mouth to speak. It had only been ten minutes from the time Yang Fenglin left the house to his return.

Brother Zhang, you're still awake? It's about time for the sky to brighten! " Yang Fenglin said to Zhang Guozhi.

"It's still early in the morning. It's only the third fragment of the night!" Zhang Guozhi said.

"The third fragment of the night?" How is this possible? It's already late in the morning when I was out. I've been out for at least two to four hours! " Yang Fenglin quickly said.

"How can it be two hours? It should take around ten minutes at most!" Zhang Guozhi said with a smile at the side. He thought to himself that this child must have been scared senseless.

"Feng Lin, spit out the pea in your mouth first!" Mr. Tzu said from the side. When Yang Fenglin heard this, he immediately spat out the pea in his mouth and handed it to Mister Zi, who took it and put it into the bowl with the ink.

"Mr. Zi, tell me, how long have I been gone for?" Yang Fenglin asked doubtfully.

Hearing this, Mr. Zi smiled faintly. "To you, it has indeed been more than four hours, but to others, it has only been ten minutes!"

Yang Fenglin and Zhang Guozhi were both at a loss after hearing what Mister Lin Feng said. Yang Fenglin was about to ask again when he heard Mister Zi say, "It's getting late. Everyone rest first. We'll know tomorrow!"

Seeing that Mister Zi had said so, Yang Fenglin didn't want to ask anymore. He hastily washed up and went to sleep.

The night passed in silence. The next day, just after the crowing of the chickens had finished three times, Mister Zi had gotten up early. Hearing Mister Zi getting out of bed, Yang Fenglin and Zhang Guozhi followed suit.

After the three of them washed up, someone knocked on Zhang Guozhi's door. He opened the door and saw that it was Elder Peng following him.

It was still the coldest day of the winter month, and it was still early in the morning. Elder Peng had already traveled seven to eight miles from the Peng Family Village in the East River to Songguang Village.

"Aiya, my dearest family, you came so early!" Zhang Guozhi was deeply impressed by Elder Peng's fearless spirit.

"There's something on my mind, I can't sleep soundly!" Elder Peng was quite distant from Zhang Guozhi, so his tone was not that polite.

"Mister Zi, how did you sleep?" After entering the door, Elder Peng saw Mister Zi and hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

"Good, good. Good, good. Morning!" Mr. Zi politely replied.

After finishing his courtesies, he went back to his business.

He then saw Mister Zi take out a piece of white paper from the toolbox, and quickly drew out a gossip on it.

The eight trigrams that Mr. Zi had drawn seemed round and obvious, as if drawn against a compass when he drew with his flat hands. When the gossip was done, Mr. Zi marked the east, south, west and eight directions before taking the bowl with the ink. There were two peas, one of which had always been in the bowl, and the other one had been in Yang Fenglin's mouth when he left and came back. At this moment, the two peas had already solidified into one in the bowl.

Mr. Tzu picked up the two peas with his chopsticks and placed them on the white paper, which he then placed on the wooden board.

"Go!" Let's go out for a walk! " Mister Zi said to everyone while holding onto a wooden board.