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Su Jianyang and Yang Jing are preparing to go to Earth deities Temple for investigation. On the way, they were suddenly stopped by a voice. In the moonlight, witch Li exuded an ancient and mysterious aura. She was wearing a dark robe embroidered with unreadable but unsettling symbols and patterns. The robe appeared worn, as if it had weathered countless years. Her fingers were long and twisted, each joint seeming to carry stories and secrets.
She had a cloth wrapped around her head, its color also dark and nearly blending into the night. Her face was deep, with eyes that seemed to hold a thousand years of wisdom, shimmering with an inexplicable light. Her skin had an unnaturally pale color, as if it hadn't seen sunlight in a long time, yet this paleness added a chilling beauty to her.
Her lips were slightly chapped, as if she rarely spoke, but when she did, each word seemed to carry a mysterious power, compelling people to listen. She also carried an ancient leather backpack on her back, its contents unknown, but the backpack itself was like a puzzle, tempting people to explore but also keeping them at a distance. Overall, witch Li seemed like a being from another world or another era. Every action and expression of hers evoked an inexplicable sense of awe and respect, as if she were the embodiment of destiny and the future. Su Jianyang stopped in his tracks, looking at witch Li, and faintly sensed a strange atmosphere. "Tsk tsk, where have you been these past few days?" witch Li's voice was deep and steady, with a hint of enigmatic amusement.
Su Jianyang was slightly stunned and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Where have you been these past few days? We couldn't find you, and..." witch Li did not answer his question, but instead asked calmly, "Are you going to Earth deities Temple?" Su Jianyang and Yang Jing glanced at each other and both nodded. At this moment, witch Li looked slightly uneasy. She supported herself with a cane and slowly said, "You must be careful, it's a dangerous place." Yang Jing asked curiously, "Dangerous? What's the problem there?"
witch Li lifted her head and gazed into Yang Jing's eyes, giving a slight smile. "You, are in deep trouble," she said. Then she turned to Su Jianyang and pointed at him, saying, "You... oh, what a bad fate." Su Jianyang felt puzzled, but before they could react, witch Li continued, "Are you looking for Wu Cheng? He... has encountered a difficult situation, using such a lousy trick, the price is..."
Su Jianyang and Yang Jing were completely puzzled and did not understand what witch Li was referring to. witch Li muttered to herself, "I, too, am getting old, there's nothing I can do. The past karmic obstacles... I think they are all coming."
Su Jianyang feels afraid of witch Li's prophecy, because after several days of investigation and research, he discovered that there has indeed been a mysterious force constantly manipulating the small town. A difficult-to-describe unease surged in his heart, and he struggled to contain his anxiety, wanting to seek more answers.
He wanted to speak up and inquire, but at this moment, he was stunned by witch Li's actions. The wisdom of experience reflected in witch Li's pupils as she gazed at the two young people and murmured softly, "Good young people."
As soon as the words fell, witch Li suddenly raised a large jar in his hand and sprayed a coughing liquid towards Su Jianyang and Yang Jing. The two were startled by this sudden action, and Yang Jing couldn't help but shout, "Hey Grandmother, my camera will be ruined!"
The liquid sprinkled on them like raindrops, emitting an ancient scent. witch Li completely ignored Yang Jing's words and began to write spells in the air, chanting words continuously with an ancient and mysterious rhythm.
Su Jianyang felt the atmosphere around him becoming heavy and eerie. His heart began to beat faster, and everything in front of him seemed to be slowly changing. witch Li's incantations grew deeper, as if she were summoning some kind of power. An invisible energy seemed to gather in the air, enveloping Su Jianyang and Yang Jing.
"What... what is this?" Su Jianyang's lips trembled slightly as he struggled to comprehend what was happening before him, while also feeling an unprecedented sense of fear.
Yang Jing's camera began to show abnormal images, and the distorted scenes in the footage made him involuntarily take a few steps back, his face filled with fear.
witch Li's incantations grew louder, and her figure seemed to tremble slightly, as if resonating with some kind of supernatural power. The whole scene became eerie and unpredictable, filled with an unexplainable sense of mystery.
Suddenly, everything came to a halt, as if time had frozen. The eerie atmosphere gradually dissipated, replaced by a warm feeling. Su Jianyang and Yang Jing felt a warm current surging through their bodies, bringing a sense of comfort.
Yang Jing attempted to speak again, but witch Li interrupted directly, speaking with authority and mystery. She said, "I'll help you ward off evil spirits!" Then she took out a talisman from somewhere, lit it, and threw it into a cup, brewing an ancient power.
"Here, both of you take a sip," witch Li handed them the water cups. Yang Jing took advantage of the opportunity and secretly spit out some when witch Li wasn't looking.
witch Li spoke again, her voice gradually becoming more desperate. "If you two really have to go..." Her tone shifted, and she began to speak softly.
witch Li suddenly turned around and slowly walked away, his figure gradually fading into the distance, saying, "If it's something you don't need to know, then don't know it," and "If it's something you don't need to worry about, then don't worry about it."
Su Jianyang and Yang Jing were deeply shaken by witch Li's words, their hearts filled with unease and doubt. They exchanged a meaningful glance, seemingly understanding each other's emotions without saying a word.
"He... there's no turning back now."
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