dognovel Chapter 24 Clear Water River
Chapter 24 Clear Water River
That was a strange phenomenon, overflowing with spiritual energy!
"hiss--"
The villagers, who had been whispering and pointing at each other,
The sound stopped abruptly, like a duck being choked.
They stared wide-eyed at the yellow paper.
Although I don't understand what spiritual energy is, that mysterious and profound feeling...
That kind of powerful feeling, as if a wave of heat is rushing out from the paper.
It instills in them a sense of awe.
The old man who had just made those sarcastic remarks was now staring wide-eyed.
He couldn't close it for a long time, and didn't even notice that the pipe in his hand had fallen to the ground.
"Imperial Edict!"
As the last stroke was completed, Lin Jinian suddenly lifted the tip of his brush.
A calming and tranquil talisman, radiating a subtle warmth and inner light, has been created!
Lin Jinian pinched the talisman between two fingers.
He walked to the bedside and looked at Erzhuzi, who was still convulsing in pain.
His gaze sharpened, and he brought two fingers together.
Gently place the talisman on Erzhuzi's forehead between his eyebrows.
"Certainly!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a miraculous scene unfolded.
She was originally writhing wildly on the bed.
Erzhuzi made a strange "hoarse" sound, as if something was choking him.
His body stiffened abruptly, then deflated like a punctured balloon.
My whole body went limp.
Then there was the yellow paper stuck to his forehead.
Surprisingly, without any source of fire,
It curls and turns red starting from the edges.
"call--"
A wisp of extremely thin blue smoke rose, and the talisman spontaneously combusted without fire.
It transformed into countless golden glimmers of light and entered Erzhuzi's nose!
"This...this...this..."
Among the crowd watching at the entrance, someone was so frightened that they took a step back and stepped on the foot of the person behind them.
The next second, Erzhuzi's face, which had been a gruesome mix of blue and purple, resembling that of a dead man,
The bluish-black color faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a trace of blood slowly returned to its original color.
His furrowed brows relaxed, and his rapid breathing became steady and deep.
It's like a weary person finally getting a rest and falling into a deep sleep.
The room was quiet.
Only Erzhuzi's steady breathing could be clearly heard.
Several seconds passed.
"Awake...she's calm now! Was she asleep?!"
Someone shouted first, breaking the suffocating silence.
"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"
"My goodness, how did that talisman just disappear by itself? Did it crawl into my head?"
"This young Taoist priest... no, this Master Lin is a living immortal with real skills!"
The old man, who had just looked doubtful, was now so excited that his beard was trembling.
Pointing at Erzhuzi on the bed, he incoherently gestured to the person next to him about the scene he had just witnessed.
Erzhuzi's mother rushed to the bedside and touched her son's forehead.
Feeling that body temperature,
He turned around and was about to kowtow to Lin Jinian, tears and snot streaming down his face:
"A living god! Thank you, Taoist priest! Thank you, Taoist priest, for saving my son's life!"
Lin Jinian quickly helped her up:
"You flatter me, auntie."
"Erzhuzi's spirit has stabilized; he only needs a few days of rest to fully recover."
Lin Jinian calmed the agitated woman down.
Turning to look at the surrounding villagers:
"Gentlemen, could you tell me more about the strange things that happened in this river?"
"For example, does that thing have any specific times of appearance?"
"Or... has anyone ever seen its entirety?"
Upon hearing this question, the villagers, who were still in shock, immediately began to chatter amongst themselves.
"Master, let me tell you! That river is very strange!"
"Before, there was only some activity at night, but now they're even daring to pull people in during the day!"
A shirtless man gestured with lingering fear towards the name:
"Just the day before yesterday, I was washing my hoe by the river, and there was clearly no wind."
Suddenly, a string of large bubbles rose to the surface of the water, like a pot boiling over!
"I've seen it too!" another older woman interjected.
"One evening at dusk, I thought I saw a dark shadow in the middle of the river."
"It was like...like a giant garbage bag floating there, and then it was gone in the blink of an eye!"
"Yes, yes, yes! It's that dark shadow!"
"On the day Old Zhou had his accident, someone else said they saw that dark shadow!"
Listening to these fragmented pieces of information, Lin Jinian gradually formed a general outline in his mind.
This thing exists day and night, and its shape resembles a black shadow.
"Please take me to the riverbank."
Lin Jinian said to Zhou Mengjian.
"Alright! This way, please, Taoist priest!"
Zhou Mengjian now listens to Lin Jinian's every word.
The two walked out of the village one after the other.
Neatly arranged vegetable plots and farmland line both sides of the path leading to the Qingshui River.
It was early summer, and the rapeseed flowers in the fields were in full bloom, a golden expanse.
A gentle breeze blew by, creating waves of flowers, and the earthy smell wafted over.
Occasionally, you can see a few farmers wearing straw hats working in the fields.
Everyone cast curious glances at Zhou Mengjian, who was leading a Taoist priest.
Before long, the view opened up.
The Qingshui River is at least forty or fifty meters wide.
The river water was a vibrant turquoise color, meandering eastward.
It shimmered and sparkled in the sunlight.
The banks of the river are covered with dense reeds.
At first glance, it looks like an ordinary rural river.
Tranquil and beautiful, it showed no sign of the horrific sight of having claimed lives.
"Master, this is it."
Zhou Mengjian pointed to a section of the river bend ahead.
There was a simple little dock there, with a few dilapidated wooden boats moored there:
"Old Zhou died in that area of water."
"Erzhuzi was also dragged down the dock while washing his feet."
Lin Jinian walked to the riverbank, but his gaze never left the calm river surface.
Logically speaking, there should be yin energy by this river.
Just like that villa in Biyue Bay,
You can feel that uncomfortable chill as soon as you enter.
But now...
Apart from a slight breeze, I couldn't feel any yin energy at all.
"Strange..." Lin Jinian frowned slightly.
Could it be that thing is hiding?
While pondering,
A coughing sound came from under an old, crooked willow tree not far away.
An old man with gray hair, wearing an old Zhongshan suit, was squatting on the tree root smoking a pipe.
Amidst the swirling smoke, his wrinkled face appeared somewhat weathered.
"That's our village chief."
Zhou Mengjian introduced in a low voice,
Then I went over and said hello:
"Uncle, why are you at the river again?"
"It's not safe here, you should go back and rest."
He then turned to Lin Jinian and said gratefully:
"Master Lin, Erzhuzi is my cousin. We are so grateful for your help today!"
"Now that I'm here, I'll go back and see if I need any help at home."
"If you have any questions, just ask your uncle. He knows the most about things in this river."
"Then go ahead and get busy." Lin Jinian nodded.
After Zhou Mengjian left, Lin Jinian walked to the tree.
"Excuse me, sir/madam, could you spare a spot?"
He didn't mind the grass and dirt on the ground, and sat down cross-legged next to the old village chief.
His casual and carefree attitude surprised the old village chief, who looked up at him with some surprise.
"Young man, are you the one who just saved Erzhuzi?"