As night fell, the darkness enveloped the earth like a vast black cloth.
The village lay in silence, broken only by the occasional chirping of insects and distant barks of dogs, piercing through the suffocating stillness. A few night owls called out with eerie "meow-oh" sounds, adding a touch of the uncanny to the night.
Suddenly, a brilliant beam of light sliced through the sky like a sword, shooting straight up into the heavens, its radiance instantly overshadowing the stars.
The light appeared so abruptly and so brilliantly that it illuminated the entire village as if it were day, even causing the winding river at the outskirts to shimmer with sparkling reflections.
The villagers were startled awake by this unexpected phenomenon, rushing out of their homes in their nightclothes.
Fear was etched on their faces, their eyes filled with confusion and unease as they whispered among themselves, speculating about what had just occurred.
"What... what is happening?" a young villager stammered, his voice trembling with fear as he clutched tightly to his companion's arm, seeking a semblance of safety.
"Could it be... a punishment? But our village has been peaceful for years!" another villager exclaimed, his face pale and legs shaking uncontrollably as if he might collapse at any moment.
"Stop talking nonsense! This... this is clearly..." an elderly woman said shakily, but she couldn't articulate her thoughts clearly, repeating over and over, "Amitabha, Amitabha..."
The Old Village Chief, Lu Zhiyuan, though advanced in age, still maintained a sturdy presence.
Leaning on a cane made of jujube wood, he slowly approached the village entrance.
He gazed up at the extraordinary sight in the sky. In his eyes, which usually appeared somewhat clouded, there flickered a glimmer of insight as if he had grasped some hidden truth.
"No, this is not a punishment," he said slowly. His voice was soft yet resonated clearly in the quiet night. "This is... the manifestation of the Puppet Master. This is an omen of good fortune! I have finally awaited your arrival."
A rare smile broke across his weathered face as if he could see hope for the future of the village.
"Village Chief, Old Qu Family's daughter-in-law is in labor! Mother Wang, come quickly!"
The Old Village Chief pondered for a moment: "Could it be you?"
Meanwhile, beside a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the village, a couple anxiously awaited.
The pregnant woman named Lin Wan groaned in pain, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, her face pale as paper, as if she might faint at any moment.
Her husband, the father of the child, named Xuan Qing, held his wife's hand tightly, his voice filled with worry and encouragement. "Wan'er, just a little longer! Our child is about to be born!"
As he spoke, he gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with his sleeve, his eyes filled with love and concern.
The beam of light in the sky grew brighter, as if it were about to swallow the entire world. The radiance even pierced through the roof of the dilapidated temple and fell upon Lin Wan.
With a heart-wrenching scream, Lin Wan summoned all her strength, and finally, the cry of a newborn echoed through the night sky, breaking the tension of this sacred moment.
"It's here! It's here! Wan'er, it's a boy!" Xuan Qing exclaimed excitedly, his voice trembling with emotion.
As the celestial phenomenon faded away, the sound of a baby's cry also emerged from the house next to the Village Chief's home. Qu Yuan's wife had given birth to a girl. Due to the extraordinary event in the sky, Qu Yuan named his daughter Qu Si Yang.
Meanwhile, a shadow silently appeared on a large tree by the village entrance, as if it had grown out of darkness.
Hiding in the shadow of a great tree, he observed everything in the village. His eyes, concealed in darkness, glimmered with an eerie light.
"Interesting..." he murmured in a hoarse and deep voice, like a whisper from hell. "So it's a girl... It seems this may not be you..."
This shadow was none other than the leader of the Shadow Force—Darkness.
His purpose for coming was to find Puppet Master and control him when possible to achieve his unspeakable secrets.
Inside the dilapidated temple, Xuan Qing and Lin Wan gazed at their newborn baby with joy and excitement that comes with becoming parents for the first time.
"It's a boy! That's wonderful! The Xuan family finally has an heir. With such an extraordinary celestial event, let's name him Xuan Yang," Xuan Qing said as he gently cradled the child as if holding a rare treasure.
"Xuan Yang... I hope he can be like the sun—full of vitality and grow up healthy," Lin Wan tenderly caressed the baby's face, a smile of happiness lighting up her features as if she had forgotten all her previous pain.
The next morning, Xuan Qing and Lin Wan brought Xuan Yang to the village.
After visiting the Old Village Chief and obtaining his consent, they decided to settle down here and start a new life, as this was the place where their child was born, which felt like fate.
When the Old Village Chief learned that the baby boy in Lin Wan's arms was also born last night, he fell into deep thought. Being an outsider, he chose not to reveal anything. The couple shared a silent understanding regarding the unusual phenomenon of light that had shone upon Lin Wan; neither of them spoke a word about it.
In the village, discussions about last night's phenomenon continued, with various speculations and rumors flying around.
The villagers believed that the newly born daughter of the Old Qu Family, Qu Si Yang, was the source of the anomaly. Their gazes toward Qu Si Yang were filled with fear and rejection. For nearly a century, the village had been peaceful; how could such an omen arise just because Old Qu's daughter was born?
"If calamity is to fall from the heavens, it must be she who brings it! This is an ill omen!" one villager shouted, pointing at the swaddled Qu Si Yang. His sharp voice drew more onlookers.
"Old Qu, you should send your daughter away! We cannot let her stay in the village! She will bring us misfortune!" another villager echoed, his face twisted with anger and disgust as if Qu Si Yang were a monstrous threat.
"Yes! Send her away! Send her away!" The crowd erupted into shouts, their anger boiling over as the situation spiraled out of control.
Qu Si Yang's parents held her tightly, their eyes filled with helplessness and sorrow.
They could not understand why their daughter faced such misunderstanding and rejection; she was just a newborn baby!
"Fellow Villagers, listen to me! This girl is not a harbinger of disaster; she is just an ordinary child!" Old Qu's wife, Qu Si Yang's grandmother, cried out hoarsely, but her voice was quickly drowned out by the crowd's uproar.
Old Qu knew that nothing he could say would help at this point; it was time for the Old Village Chief to step in. He needed to use his authority to quell this turmoil.
"Everyone calm down!" the Old Village Chief said loudly, his voice booming and commanding attention. "The appearance of this phenomenon does not signify impending disaster; rather, it symbolizes the arrival of the Puppet Master. This is a blessing for our village!"
"The Puppet Master? That’s something from hundreds of years ago! Village Chief, have you lost your mind?"
"Village Chief, are you saying that Old Qu's granddaughter is the reincarnation of the Puppet Master?"
"Is… is that true?"
The villagers exchanged glances, puzzled by what the Old Village Chief meant. They murmured among themselves, their faces filled with confusion and curiosity.
The Old Village Chief did not provide a direct explanation; instead, he cast a meaningful glance at Mother Qu, who was cradling the baby in her arms. That look was filled with deep significance, as if to say, "You will understand in time."
The shadow observed everything with keen eyes, and a strange smile crept across his face, hidden in the darkness.
His lips curled slightly into a cold smirk as he thought to himself, "The Puppet's Son... is actually a girl? The Girl of the Qu Family, or perhaps that boy born in the dilapidated temple? No matter who it is, they cannot escape my grasp!"
Night fell once more, and the villagers had all drifted into slumber, with only a few night owls calling out tirelessly.
The shadow stealthily infiltrated the Qu household, moving like a ghost without making a sound.
He intended to investigate the Qu family's secrets and see if this baby was truly the reincarnation of the Puppet Master as the Old Village Chief claimed.
However, just as he approached Qu Si Yang's room, the Old Village Chief and Lu Zhiyuan suddenly appeared, blocking his path as if they had anticipated his arrival.
"Who are you? Sneaking around at this hour, what business do you have at the Qu household?" the Old Village Chief demanded sharply, his gaze as piercing as a knife, fixed intently on the shadow as if trying to see through him.
The shadow did not respond; he knew he had been discovered and that hiding any longer would be futile.
In an instant, he transformed into a dark silhouette and vanished into the night with astonishing speed.
The Old Village Chief stared at the empty room, his brow furrowed. He understood that the shadow's appearance signaled an impending crisis for the village...
What kind of crisis would it be? A natural disaster or man-made calamity? Was it aimed at the descent of the Puppet Master or at the entire village? The Old Village Chief was filled with worry; he knew that the road ahead would likely not be smooth.
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