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Mu Yan stood beside me at that moment, her presence akin to that of Deng Kun and Wu Qian, visible only to me and Zhou Zhen. Until now, the others in the vehicle had not noticed anything amiss.
The only anomaly was me.
Mu Yan's behavior was strange; she remained silent, and the closer she got to me, the more she seemed to suffer.
Even more peculiar was Zhou Zhen. When he saw Mu Yan appear next to me, his expression changed drastically. He stepped forward, positioning himself right beside me.
With that step, as the distance closed, I felt as if I heard a resounding Dragon Roar emanating from him. The sound was immense and majestic, like thunder crashing in my ears.
Suddenly, my vision blurred, and I saw a silver phantom rush toward Mu Yan, who stood in front of me.
A piercing scream escaped Mu Yan's lips, her face contorting in agony. Her blood-red eyes, seemingly filled with rage, fixed on me with an intense glare.
In the next moment, she charged directly at me.
A jolt of fear shot through my heart as I thought to myself that it was over.
After fleeing for so long, I never expected to be unable to escape the fate of "death."
Zhou Zhen shouted fiercely, "You dare!"
But it was too late. I felt an overwhelming heaviness wash over me, my entire body shivering as if I had plunged into an icy abyss.
Cold, cold from head to toe.
Then came a deafening explosion, and my vision was engulfed in flames.
The next moment, I lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, I found myself in a hospital in a neighboring city, with Zhou Zhen lying in the bed next to mine.
Besides the two of us, many others had been brought in at the same time, causing the hospital to be overcrowded.
As soon as I opened my eyes, Zhou Zhen said, "You're awake."
I nodded. Zhou Zhen didn't seem to be seriously injured; his left arm was wrapped tightly in bandages.
At that moment, a young nurse in her twenties approached. Seeing that I was awake, she performed a quick examination and then told me that I was the luckiest one; despite such an explosion, I had not sustained any injuries—just a simple fainting spell.
Her words made me furrow my brow slightly. I remembered that at that moment, Mu Yan had rushed towards me, and then I heard a loud bang followed by a sea of flames before everything went dark.
After that, I completely lost consciousness, so I had no idea what happened after I fainted.
Once the nurse left, I turned my questioning gaze toward Zhou Zhen because I knew he would have some answers.
Zhou Zhen sighed and then told me that when he saw Mu Yan rush towards me, he initially thought she was trying to take my life. However, it turned out she was actually trying to save me.
At that moment, he was just about to force Mu Yan out of me, but who would have thought that the car inside the gas station would explode? In an instant, a raging fire erupted, engulfing the gas station and triggering a series of explosions.
The flames quickly spread outwards. Thanks to the earlier commotion I had caused, the bus doors had just opened, allowing the passengers to escape as quickly as possible.
However, due to the rapid spread of the fire, the bus itself caught fire as well, leading to a chain reaction of explosions. Even though the passengers managed to get off in time, most of them still could not escape the fate of being consumed by the flames.
Those who did escape suffered varying degrees of burns and injuries. Even I had burned a layer of skin off my arm while trying to shield myself from the flames.
Zhou Zhen told me that my luck was due to Mu Yan being attached to me at that moment, controlling my body. She had already dashed out of the bus and away from the explosion just as it happened.
So I had merely fainted from smoke inhalation.
Hearing Zhou Zhen say this, I furrowed my brows in confusion and asked, "Uncle Zhou, are you saying that she saved my life?"
Zhou Zhen nodded and replied, "Strictly speaking, that's correct."
My frown deepened even further. Mu Yan was a ghost; wasn't she supposed to harm me? Why did she save me instead?
I felt like my brain was struggling to process everything; I just couldn't make sense of it all.
Moreover, another thing that puzzled me was what that sudden flash of silver light was when Mu Yan possessed me.
I even heard a sound akin to a Dragon Roar, so loud and clear.
I couldn't make sense of it, so I directly asked, "Uncle Zhou, before I lost consciousness, I seemed to have seen a silver shadow and heard a Dragon Roar. What was that about?"
Zhou Zhen looked at me with a dazed expression and said, "Oh, you must be talking about the Manticore Scale around my neck."
I glanced at Zhou Zhen in confusion.
Then he pulled something out from around his neck. It was a scale about the size of a fingernail, looking thin but giving off an impression of great hardness, dark and shiny.
"Uncle Zhou, what is this?"
I couldn't fathom how this object could be connected to the silver light and the Dragon Roar.
Zhou Zhen, however, spoke proudly, "This is a treasure—a reverse scale taken from a Silver Dragon's successful giant python. It is full of spirit and can ward off evil and danger. The more malevolent the entity, the greater the damage it inflicts."
As for what he meant by Silver Dragon, Zhou Zhen spoke with considerable depth.
In Taoism, there is an ancient belief in the flow of heavenly fate and earthly energy. The earth's energy shifts with time; the heavens rotate in response. This means that changes in the natural environment lead to shifts in the landscape and feng shui, giving rise to entities imbued with spirit.
These entities are referred to as monsters or spirits.
The successful giant python he mentioned that belonged to the Silver Dragon also falls into this category.
But what I heard was a wave of shock. I remembered that when I was younger in the countryside, I often heard adults talk about things like yellow-robed spirits and similar tales.
However, I never expected that such things truly existed in this world.
Hearing Zhou Zhen say this, I couldn't help but think of Mu Yan's expression when she stood before me, one that seemed to be filled with pain. Perhaps it was because of this Manticore Scale.
And before that...
Suddenly, it felt as if I grasped something. Upon careful thought, I instantly found a glimmer of understanding.
I recalled that every time Mu Yan appeared, she would maintain a certain distance from me, watching me from afar.
At those times, Zhou Zhen would always be by my side. Perhaps the reason Mu Yan kept her distance was due to her fear of the Manticore Scale on Zhou Zhen.
As for the Eight Character Death Curse placed upon me, which curiously did not affect me but instead transferred to those around me—could this also be related to Zhou Zhen being by my side?
Or perhaps it was connected to Mu Yan?
Unable to figure it out, I decided to ask Zhou Zhen directly.
Upon hearing my thoughts, Zhou Zhen slightly furrowed her brows and fell into contemplation. She nodded in acknowledgment and said, "What you say does make some sense. However, if you want to understand better, I think it would be best for you to meet her alone."
"Meet her alone."
I shook my head repeatedly, jokingly.
Although Mu Yan had indeed saved me this time, she was still a ghost, not a human. Moreover, her terrifying appearance after transforming was genuinely frightening.
I would avoid ghosts at all costs.
"She may be a ghost, but she doesn't mean you any harm. If she did, you would have been dead by now." Zhou Zhen had suspected this earlier; the one truly wanting to take my life was not Mu Yan, and after this incident, he was even more certain.
What was even more important was that I had been cursed with the Eight Character Death Curse again. It was clear that someone powerful was pulling the strings behind the scenes, and it wasn't as simple as it seemed.
Even matters involving the Cloud Ghost General were being manipulated by that mysterious figure. But who wanted to harm me? No matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn't figure out who I had offended, especially someone so formidable.
Understanding all this didn't change the fact that I still felt a bit scared about facing Mu Yan.
Zhou Zhen got off the bed; his arm wasn't too badly injured. He sighed and said, "Think it over yourself. We'll head back tonight."
"Aren't we supposed to go to Jiangsu?" I frowned and asked.
Zhou Zhen shook his head. "I thought we could make it there quickly without any issues. I didn't expect the Eight Character Death Curse to be so powerful. Given your current situation, going there might lead to even more problems."
I thought about it and realized he was right, so I didn't say anything further.
By the afternoon, we returned to City, and it was already dark. To avoid affecting those around us, Zhou Zhen didn't let me go home but instead took me to his place.
At this point, everything seemed to be peaceful, but unexpectedly, I was awakened in the middle of the night by some strange noises.
In my dazed state, I rubbed my eyes, but the moment I opened them, I was completely terrified.
Zhang Chao, Liu Bo, Deng Kun, Wu Qian, and my Aunt were all there, their long tongues sticking out, along with some people I didn't recognize. They all looked at me with fierce expressions, waving their hands with long nails.
It was a horrifying scene.
Their grotesque faces, eerie laughter, and bloodied appearances were all striking at my nerves.
I screamed loudly, calling out Uncle Zhou's name over and over again.
But no one responded. I wanted to ask where Uncle Zhou was at that moment—where had he gone?
Or perhaps he was the one who had cast the Eight Character Death Curse on me.
He was the one who wanted to harm me.
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