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Following the gaze of the Ancient Sorcerer, Feng Leyao discovered that he was looking at the roof of the Small Building, but she could see nothing unusual.
"What is there, exactly?"
Feng Leyao wanted to ask the Ancient Sorcerer, but seeing him as still as a meditating monk, she had to swallow her words back down.
No one spoke; the Yard fell silent, only the sound of the wind rustling through the treetops could be heard, making one's teeth ache.
Suddenly, a crow flew in from the horizon and landed on the wooden frame atop the Small Building.
"Caw caw caw caw..."
The crow began to call out, growing more and more excited, showing no signs of stopping or flying away.
Yang Ying's face turned pale.
According to legend, crows are ominous birds that feed on the flesh of the dead. Those close to death emit a certain scent that crows can detect, so wherever a crow appears, it signifies that death is near—it is waiting for its "dinner" to arrive.
Now that it had landed on her Small Building, did it mean her granddaughter would...
Yang Ying dared not think further. She shouted "Get lost!" and flung her Cane away. However, being old and lacking strength, the Cane flew a few feet before crashing against the wall of the Small Building with a loud bang.
The crow on top of the Small Building was startled by the noise and flapped its wings to take off but did not leave; instead, it circled around five or six meters above the Yard.
"This is truly eerie!"
Looking up at the crow in the sky, Feng Leyao felt a sense of dread: not only did the original crow not fly away, but five or six more had also appeared. Suddenly, a flock of crows filled the sky above the Yard, cawing as they flew about, making even broad daylight feel chilling!
Yang Ying felt unsteady; being old made her superstitious. The sight of so many crows flying chaotically made her heart feel as if it were being pounded with a stick, terrified to the point of breaking.
Zhao Fei did not believe in superstition, but even he changed color dramatically at this moment. He grabbed Jiu Ye beside him and said, "Old Class Leader, what... what should we do... Your killing intent is strong; get rid of these crows!"
"Alright! Zhao Fei, find me two pieces of red cloth or red clothing!"
Jiu Ye nodded and then said to Luo Tieniu, "Tie Niu, there are two bamboo poles in that corner of the Yard; let's drive these crows away!"
"Good!"
Looking at the crows flying chaotically in the sky, Luo Tieniu was also quite impatient. After hearing Jiu Ye's words, how could he refuse? He first took the bamboo pole and then clumsily tied the red clothes that Zhao Fei had found onto the pole.
"It's starting!"
Jiu Ye and Luo Tieniu each took a bamboo pole and swung it vigorously, especially Luo Tieniu, who relied on his strength; the bamboo pole in his hands swung like a fire stick.
However, what shocked Jiu Ye and Luo Tieniu was that after more than ten minutes, the crows in the sky not only did not decrease but instead increased by a few!
Sweat beads the size of soybeans covered Jiu Ye and Luo Tieniu's faces as they slowly began to pant.
"What... is going on?"
If Feng Leyao hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such a thing: when did crows become so fearless of humans?
"You guys should stop; it's useless."
The Ancient Sorcerer shook his head. What Jiu Ye and Luo Tieniu were doing had no effect at all. The crows in the sky were now frantic; not to mention bamboo poles, even if they used a gun, they couldn't drive them away—unless they shot them dead!
"Ancient Sorcerer, what exactly is going on?"
Jiu Ye stopped and panted heavily. Having killed people on the battlefield and seen piles of corpses higher than mountains, he had even eaten human flesh during famines... logically speaking, nothing should be able to scare him. Yet at this moment, his entire back felt cold, and he was shivering one after another!
This is sinister! It's truly sinister!
"Damn it! It looks like I need to get an AK."
Luo Tieniu cursed as he threw the bamboo pole to the ground. He realized that no matter how long he and Jiu Ye swung their poles, they wouldn't be able to drive away those damned crows.
"How could this happen?"
Zhao Fei walked up to the Ancient Sorcerer. At this moment, he was already in a state of panic; where was the demeanor of a city leader?
"Mr. Luo, please!"
Without Cane, Yang Ying trembled as she walked in front of the Ancient Sorcerer, her legs buckling as she knelt down.
The Ancient Sorcerer quickly stepped forward and supported Yang Ying, saying, "Grandma, please don't do this!"
After helping Yang Ying sit on a chair in the corner of the yard, the Ancient Sorcerer continued, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this!"
"Okay... okay... ever since Zhao Ru fell ill, those crows keep coming to call..."
Yang Ying's eyes were vacant, her focus seemingly lost, and when she spoke, it was as if she were a wooden puppet.
The Ancient Sorcerer sighed, knowing that nothing he said would help at this moment; once Zhao Weiru was cured, she would naturally return to normal.
"Ghostly Energy, this is Ghostly Energy!"
Watching the crows flying chaotically in the sky, the Ancient Sorcerer murmured to himself for a while before seemingly making up his mind. He turned to Luo Tieniu and said:
"Tie Niu, go nearby and see if you can find some dried Cypress Leaves."
"Okay!"
Luo Tieniu replied and immediately rushed out. He had noticed a grove of cypress trees on the way here, so finding some dried leaves wouldn't be a problem.
After Tie Niu left, the Ancient Sorcerer turned and walked into the kitchen. He picked up a large pot resting on the stove with his right hand and a bottle of oil with his left before returning to the yard.
Finding a few stones, the Ancient Sorcerer set up the pot in the yard and gathered a pile of firewood to start a fire.
The flames blazed brightly, and the pot quickly heated up as the Ancient Sorcerer poured the oil from the bottle into it.
"Too little. Jiu Ye, check the fire; it needs to be bigger. I'm going to borrow some more oil from around here."
"I'll go."
"I'll go too.
Zhao Wei and Jiu Ye stopped the Ancient Sorcerer and ran out themselves.
Soon, barrel after barrel of oil was brought in by Zhao Fei and Jiu Ye. The Ancient Sorcerer took them, opened them, and poured all the oil into the pot until it was filled to the brim and almost overflowing before stopping.
The Ancient Sorcerer carefully added firewood to the stove, occasionally stirring to ensure proper airflow. The fire grew stronger, and soon the pot of oil began to emit steam, followed by visible wisps of white vapor rising up. Bubbles started to form at the bottom of the pot, and gradually, small flames could be seen flickering across the surface of the oil.
The yard was quiet; Zhao Wei, Jiu Ye, and Feng Leyao dared not speak, fearing that even a word might disturb the Ancient Sorcerer.
The Ancient Sorcerer anxiously looked towards the yard gate. Everything was ready, but they were still missing the key ingredient—if they couldn't find the Cypress Leaves, all their efforts would be in vain!
"They're here!"
Finally, Luo Tieniu burst into the yard carrying a bundle of cypress branches that looked like a small mountain.
"Hurry, help me strip off the Cypress Leaves; I need them."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fei and the others rushed over. The four of them worked together and quickly stripped off a basketful of Cypress Leaves."
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