I waved to them, then turned around and walked away without looking back.
Following the route pointed by my grandma, I embarked on a journey to Yanshan.
During the day, I walked through the lush mountain forests. The ground under my feet was soft, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soil and grass.
The sun hangs overhead, and its light penetrates the leaves and sprinkles on the ground, forming mottled light and shadow.
Occasionally, one or two birds flew overhead and chirped crisply.
In the evening, I came to a small town called Longshan Town.
This town is surrounded by mountains and rivers, simple and peaceful.
The streets are lined with orderly huts and shops. Some residents are chatting on the street, and children are chasing and playing in the alleys.
As the sky grows darker, the street lights begin to light up, casting a warm glow.
In the small town, I found a small hotel that looked clean and comfortable to stay at.
The hotel owner was a kind middle-aged woman. When she saw my luggage, she asked me enthusiastically: "Young man, are you from outside?"
I nodded and chatted with her for a while.
From her mouth, I learned that although this town is small, it has a long history and there are many legends and stories around it.
For dinner, I had a simple meal in the hotel's small restaurant and tried some local specialties.
Although the taste of the food is not as familiar as that of my hometown, it still has a unique flavor.
In the evening, I was in my room reading the information I brought with me and preparing for the next day's trip.
The moon hangs high outside the window, casting silver light. The quiet night makes people feel peaceful.
The next morning, I had breakfast at a steamed bun shop and then continued on the road to Yanshan.
However, not long after leaving the town, I felt something was wrong.
It seems like someone is following me secretly.
I continued to move forward as if nothing had happened, but in my mind I was observing the surrounding environment vigilantly.
The sun shines through the trees on the soil, and the occasional chirping of birds comes from around.
But that doesn't cover up the vague sense of crisis I feel.
After several hours of walking, I confirmed that the man was still following me.
So, I deliberately chose a path leading to the dense forest and quietly walked around behind the other party.
Among the dense trees, I saw the person who was following me - a man in strange clothes and with a full beard.
I strode out of the woods and asked him loudly: "Who are you? Why are you following me?"
The man was startled by my voice and turned around, a flash of surprise in his eyes.
He replied with a sneer: "I heard that the person who defeated the Soul Butterfly Master was a young man, but I really didn't expect it to be a boy like you who didn't even have a full head of hair."
I frowned, feeling uneasy in my heart: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"You can't go to Yanshan. If you go back now, I can let you live." He said arrogantly, with a fierce light shining in his eyes.
I looked around, the forest was dappled with light and shadow, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.
This mysterious man, what is his true purpose? Why did he stop me from going to Yanshan?
Amid the mysterious man's warning, I felt an unprecedented tension.
Taking a deep breath, I asked calmly: "Why can't I go to Yanshan? What does this have to do with you?"
A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "Yanshan is a sacred place in the hearts of our Miao people, and it is not something that outsiders like you can set foot in at will.
Your defeat of Soul Butterfly Master has already caused Miao Jiang to lose face. We will not let you continue to act recklessly. "
I was shocked to find out that this person was also from Miaojiang.
I clenched my fists and said firmly: "I must go to Yanshan, which may be my only hope."
He sneered, swayed, and rushed towards me.
I reacted in time and ducked out of the way.
We had a fierce battle in the dense forest.
His movements were quick and fierce, obviously professionally trained.
I constantly used the talismans and Taoist techniques inherited from the Heavenly Master to compete with him in a battle of wits and courage.
The birds in the forest were frightened and the sun shone dappledly on the soil, reflecting our intertwined figures.
During the fight, I tried to tease out his true purpose: "Why are you so determined to stop me?"
He replied with a sneer: "Yanshan is not a place you can imagine.
If you go, it will only bring greater disaster. "
There was a trace of confusion in my eyes, but I knew now was not the time to ask.
The battle intensified, and the dense forest became the stage for our fierce battle.
This mysterious man's fighting skills are quite characteristic of Miao Jiang, and every attack he makes is unpredictable and cruel.
He suddenly took out a vial from his sleeve, shook it violently and opened it. Immediately, countless tiny black bugs swarmed out.
The bugs emitted a pungent odor and quickly spread across the ground toward me.
I was shocked, and quickly cast a spell to summon a protective light shield.
Those bugs crawled on the light shield, making a chilling sound.
I was horrified. This man from Miaojiang was obviously proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and his attack methods were full of weirdness and terror.
Then, he took out a bone-corroding silver needle and threw it at me deftly.
The silver needle shone coldly in the sun, bringing with it a biting chill.
I barely managed to dodge, but got a small cut on my left shoulder.
The silver needle was not only extremely sharp, but also coated with poison. I felt tingling and numbness on my shoulders.
The intensity of the battle was far beyond my expectations.
I struggled to hold on and felt that I was gradually falling into a disadvantage.
His strength cannot be underestimated, and every attack made me feel suffocating pressure.
The battle intensified in the dense forest.
This Miao man seemed to have endless magical skills in his hands. He suddenly took out a piece of dark talisman paper and muttered something.
The talisman burned in his hand, turning into a ball of green flames, and then attacked me.
This green flame exudes a cold atmosphere, which is in sharp contrast with the surrounding natural environment.
I quickly cast the defensive spell inherited from the Heavenly Master, but the flame seemed to have its own will, cleverly bypassing my defense and burning the corners of my clothes.
I was panicking, this flame seemed to be able to burn everything, and its burning sensation was unbearable.
I backed away quickly and quickly tore off the burning clothes to prevent the flames from spreading.
The man sneered when he saw this, and suddenly a bunch of iron gourds appeared in his hand. He gently threw one of them into the air.
The gourd burst, releasing a swarm of bats whose eyes flashed blood red and emitted a piercing scream as they rushed towards me.
I panicked and quickly cast the exorcism spell from the Heavenly Master's inheritance to try to drive away the bats.
But these bats seemed to be immune to my spell. They were extremely fast and kept biting me, causing me great pain.
