This sharp and loud scream was all too familiar to Yue Guanchao. With a stern look on his face, he realized that his brother was in danger, so he walked out of the Jiaolong Temple and rushed to the place where the roar came from.
On the platform by the river, Yue Erpao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing and praying. Black charcoal stakes were scattered all over the ground.
Yue Guanchao looked towards the end of the trestle. A small black boat was moored on the trestle, and an old man with a scarred face stood there.
Strange to say, the old man was wearing a cashmere robe, with a rickety body carrying a bamboo basket. His exposed skin was full of old folds and wrinkles, like a baby just out of the womb.
What's even more terrifying is the old man's facial features!
The facial features of ordinary people may not be considered outstanding, but at least they are straight-faced and ordinary.
This old man looks really evil.
His skull is protruding, his eyebrows are high, and his two eyebrows are so light that they are almost invisible.
The sunken eye sockets are covered with dark circles, and the triangular white eyes are cold and sinister.
A rosacea is as big as a fist and turned outwards. You can even see two black holes trembling and breathing.
The cheekbones seemed to have half an egg shell sandwiched between them, bulging high on both sides of the cheeks.
The square face is as dark as charcoal, like a yellow mud wall that has been in disrepair and is full of potholes.
Coupled with the protruding ears, thick lips, and beard, he looks like a ghost, a demon, or a spirit, but not human.
Even, at a certain moment, he looked more like the Dragon King in the Dragon Temple!
The sky is covered in ice and snow, thousands of mountains are sparsely populated, and a black-topped boat suddenly appears on the Tongtian River. He is still a strange old man, and then I think of the evil dragon from the East China Sea in the Tianchi...
Yue Guanchao felt his brain tremble, and a bit of cold air penetrated into his lungs. Even if he knew that the old man was breathing heavily, he could not let down his guard at all.
When I walk around the world, I respect people by one foot, and people naturally respect me by one foot.
Yue Guanchao noticed the vigilance in the strange old man's triangular eyes, and hurriedly handed over to deal with him:
"I dare to ask who the old gentleman is and why he came to Changbai Lake!"
"Coming to Tianchi?"
The strange old man's eyes flashed with ridicule:
"Hahahahaha, I still want to ask you why you came out of my house and what you want to do."
"You, you, you...your family, are you really the Dragon King?"
After hearing what the strange old man said, Yue Erpao's eyes widened in fright. This old man looked so strange. Could it be that the Dragon King really appeared!
Thinking of this, his feet went weak and he almost fainted.
"Yu Bo, please don't scare them both~"
Yue Guanchao was ready to fight to the death. Hearing Geda call this strange old man Yubo, he immediately let go of his worries.
Old Yu walked up to them and laughed:
"Hahahaha, I didn't scare them two. To you little bastards, this is just a ruined temple. But I've lived here for half my life, so isn't this my home!"
"Aw~ So this is what you mean when you say your family!"
Yue Erpao knew that he was not the Dragon King, so he finally had the strength to get up from the snow.
The misunderstanding was resolved, and Old Yu took them back to Jiaolong Temple. Geda put his arms around Yue Guanchao's neck and explained:
"Yu Bo is a villager in Huangwei, and he is also the temple leader we selected. He is responsible for repairing the houses and cleaning the incense table in the temple. He is the chief worshiper during the New Year. Several villages will regularly send things to the mountains to support him collectively."
While talking, everyone had already returned to the temple.
Old Yu walked into the east wing, and when he came out again, he had taken off his robe and put on a cashmere coat, black cloth bloomers, and a pipe hanging from his waist. He finally looked like a monster.
"Young man, don't you dare burn this black wood. It's very unlucky. Throw it as far as you can. If you want to keep warm, just burn these serious firewood."
When he saw Yue Erpao bringing in the black wood, he quickly stopped in front of him, and then opened the bamboo basket in the corridor. Inside were the dry firewood and a few mushrooms he had picked up.
"Uncle Yu, there's so much firewood in the woodshed, why don't you go pick it up!"
Geda opened the firewood shed next to the east wing. Half of the house was neatly stacked with short firewood, and the other half was filled with sausages, dried meat and dried mushrooms.
The old fish man pinched out several bundles of dry firewood:
"The first day of the new year has just passed, and I usually can't sit still. I went to Tianchi to relax, and then went to Hualian Peak next to it to collect some firewood. I thought I could move my old arms and legs."
"Why can't black firewood burn? Isn't it because it's covered in volcanic ash?"
Song Siyuan picked up the black firewood. Apart from the carbonization of the surface, she didn't think there was anything special about it, and there was no way to talk about it.
Seeing that no one believed it, Old Yu took the firewood with his backhand, took out the bone scraper from his waist, and scratched the bark of the tree as if shedding snake skin.
On top of the firewood was actually a piece of snake skin that was burnt black and completely intact. Except for the lack of flesh and blood, the entire snake skin was black and brittle but still intact, like a rope wrapped around the firewood.
This scene made everyone’s brows jump!
"That's not all!"
The old man Yu picked up the ax in the corridor, swung his arm and slashed at the tree trunk. The cross section of the wood clearly oozed blood red liquid, and the strong iron smell made it clear that it was blood.
"Why is there blood in this?"
Song Siyuan's thirst for knowledge arose again, but she didn't expect that this ordinary firewood turned out to be a Weeping Blood Tree.
Old Yu’s eyes became dark and mysterious:
"Blood is sucked by little beasts. These trees rely on the heat emitted by the tree holes to attract some small things to the roots of the trees, and then suck their blood to feed themselves."
"These trees are alive, haven't they been burned to death by volcanic ash a long time ago?"
