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Fo Gua fell into a deep slumber after entering Dan Tian, and this time I could truly feel how weak he was.
I felt a pang of sympathy mixed with guilt. I had coaxed and tricked him into following me. He had been well-fed and cared for, yet he was still caught up in dangerous situations.
As I focused on regulating my breathing, I also kept an eye on the surroundings of the room, fearing that Sang Ji might return unexpectedly and catch me off guard.
The night passed slowly, and I managed to regain some strength.
In the morning, the forest was shrouded in a light mist, and the air was refreshing. Sunlight filtered through the dappled shadows of the trees onto the ground.
It suddenly struck me that there were many children locked away in the underground chamber.
After ensuring that it was safe, I descended into the secret room. It wasn’t large; one side held children while the other held adults.
Once I opened the cell door, I waved at those inside. "Come on. Hurry up and get out... you’re free now."
However, those inside shrank back, retreating further into the shadows. Their eyes were filled with uncertainty—fear mingled with longing.
I worried that if I hesitated too long, something might go wrong. If Sang Ji returned and locked the door from the outside, we would be trapped here.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I walked over to the cell with the children and grabbed one child under each arm, heading for the exit.
“Anyone who doesn’t want to die, follow me…”
Ignoring the cries and protests of the child in my grasp, I continued forward. Anyone unaware of the situation might think I was a villain from a story.
After making two trips, someone finally dared to follow me out of the cell.
With one brave soul stepping forward, others soon followed—one after another.
After everyone had come out, I searched through Sang Ji's house and found some explosives.
In such a dark and bloody underground prison, it should be buried forever along with all the wronged souls.
“Zizi…”
The long fuse sparked and danced continuously.
“Boom…” A muffled sound echoed, like the oppressive thunder of a summer afternoon, striking at everyone's hearts.
Everyone watched the rising dust, tears in their eyes, yet remained silent. Perhaps this place had stolen all their joys and sorrows, depriving them of the emotions that come with being human.
As the dust settled, a tall, thin man stood like a slender pole and spoke a few words to those behind him.
Then everyone knelt down before me in unison, bowing their heads…
I hadn’t expected such a scene; I was momentarily stunned. Once I regained my senses, I hurried forward to help them up.
“It was just a small effort; you don’t need to do this…” I didn’t even care if they understood me or not.
From the crowd, a short and thin woman emerged, barely over five feet tall. Her hair was very short and dirty, obscuring her features. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, “Thank you…”
Though she spoke in her native dialect, I understood her perfectly.
I asked excitedly, “Are you from the Nationals?”
The short woman nodded. “I married into the Nationals here.”
With the translation in hand, I could arrange everything smoothly. I entrusted all seventeen children to the Slim Tall Man and the Short Woman, asking them to take the kids out and seek help from the local police to contact their relatives.
The Slim Tall Man was indeed very thin, with deeply sunken cheeks. He babbled anxiously to the Short Woman, his expression filled with worry and fear.
The Short Woman said to me, “They have been cursed with different kinds of hexes. If we can’t break them, they will all die in the end, and they won’t return to harm their families… It might as well be that they die here…”
Her tone was slow and heavy.
I thought for a moment and replied, “Then you all stay here for now. In three days, I will help you lift the curses…”
Upon hearing this, the Slim Tall Man clasped his hands together and bowed to me before leading the children into the house.
In the middle was Sang Ji’s own dwelling, which was surprisingly clean and free of dust. It seemed that Sang Ji had a cleanliness obsession…
I gathered the Guman Children from the southern room. Naturally, it could also accommodate people.
As for the northern room, it was nothing short of a hell on earth.
Fortunately, there were some normal food supplies in Sang Ji’s house—rice, noodles, and plenty of clean water—all stacked in a room at the side.
The adults were preparing lunch while the children stayed nearby. Looking at such well-behaved kids, I couldn’t understand how someone as heartless as Sang Ji could treat them this way…
“Big Sister, what is this place? Is it far from the country?” During a break in our meal, I asked the only one who could understand me, the Short Woman.
“It’s not far; just over a mountain and we’ll reach the border,” she replied.
I nodded and said, “How come you know this place so well?”
"I married into the nearby village, how could I not be familiar with it?" the Short Woman replied with a smile, seemingly in good spirits.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye. After wiping the sweat from my forehead and removing the last Xiang Tou Shu from a person, darkness suddenly enveloped me, and I nearly fainted.
Although I had borrowed the power of Fo Gua, it was still my own effort that counted. Fo Gua had been injured earlier, so it was up to me to grit my teeth and take action.
The Slim Tall Man led the child in a sincere bow towards me before turning and disappearing into the dense forest.
Watching their faces filled with hesitation yet excitement, longing intertwined with a hint of fear, I could only murmur a prayer for them, wishing their future paths would be smooth and free from the burdens of their current suffering.
Due to the immense exhaustion and my old injuries not yet healed, I rested for another two hours before following the route drawn by the Short Woman, setting off on my journey back home.
Behind me, a great fire blazed fiercely. Such a place of sin deserved to vanish from this world, turning to ashes, only for new trees and flowers to sprout years later.
The climate of my homeland was truly unbearable—humid and swarming with mosquitoes. After walking for most of the day, I finally emerged from the forest to find a deep pool of emerald green water before me.
Without hesitation, I leaped into the refreshing lake.
I had forgotten how long it had been since I had a proper bath.
In the past, I had earned the nickname Mengzi Wang for a reason. Taking a deep breath, I plunged into the water.
Wait? What was that thing in the water?
A mermaid?
The light beneath the surface was dim, but I could vaguely make out a slender figure.
When I finally caught up, there was no trace of her.
I wandered around aimlessly for a while, and just as I was about to head back to shore, I noticed a graceful figure standing next to my clothes.
Her long black hair cascaded to one side, the ends still dripping with water. She wore a traditional outfit, with a silk scarf tied around her neck.
Her sun-kissed skin radiated youth and health under the sunlight.
As she wiped her hair with a towel, she looked at me and giggled.
Feeling embarrassed in just my underwear under the gaze of such a beauty, I ducked back into the water, leaving only my head exposed, and called out, "Miss, could you turn around? Let me get dressed first!"
The beauty on the shore smiled softly at me before walking into the woods, her figure swaying gracefully. She truly embodied all that one could wish for.
I found myself momentarily captivated, my heart fluttering.
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