Absolute Double Power
Verse-11
The pale sun through the gray-orange clouds shone on the brighter patches of color in the street shops. Piles of jian bing, pomelo fruit, kumquats, loquats, wampee, kabosu and various sweets.
The golden-haired mysterious youth continued to bow as long as he walked. Her face was hidden under the hood of her robe, especially her hair that could attract attention.
Every now and then a woman flashed in front of him across the street, one blurred figure sky blue, looking like a ghost. His shadowy furrow fused with the air then vanished behind the horse carriage.
Rows of walking men flock to form their own lanes, or push carts on the side of the road.
Two young men were walking quietly behind the mysterious young man. Not far behind them, a middle-aged man watched the two young men from in front of a round table under a peach tree in front of the teahouse. The two young men turned to him and only responded with a slight nod.
The mysterious young man stopped his steps and turned his head towards them with his head still down.
The two young men spontaneously blinked and exchanged glances with each other, then smiled clumsily towards the mysterious young man earlier.
"What are you looking for?" the mysterious young man asked them.
The two young men stammered at once, "Ah—where you live.." they spoke together and stopped together, then chuckled uneasily at the same time. "Teacher!" they added—again simultaneously.
The mysterious young man only smiled faintly, then turned his gaze back to the front, "Let's see for yourself!" take him while walking ahead.
The two young men followed him excitedly.
The middle-aged man in the teahouse who was none other than Jieru smiled and moved on. Then it passed from the tea shop.
He and his two students were drinking tea when the mysterious golden-haired young man flashed by. One of them is Ang Dunrui. Jieru finds out the young man's identity and tells his two students to follow him - in the sense of studying.
At first they doubt. The young man was not even older than them. But Jieru told them that, "He's the one who's supposed to become more important and I'm not important. Because he's here!" Then they followed him.
As a spiritualist, Jieru who had studied the light god scripture to a certain degree could feel Jiyou's aura just by hearing her wind-lightening footsteps without having to bother turning his head and paying close attention, he said, the golden-coloured tinge of light that could only be captured by Jieru's eyes, faintly dimmed from each of his silent footsteps.
The world around him was suddenly silent as if immersed in a magical peace. The people around him looked like they had just inhaled the aroma of therapy.
The small birds and butterflies flitted lightly following its direction.
And as the reincarnation of Jiyou, the golden-haired mysterious youth knew the contents of everyone's heart. That was why he did not hesitate to welcome them without asking any more.
And…
Yeah, you guys didn't guess wrong!
The golden-haired mysterious youth was Zhu Hua Zu.
The young man now led the way out of the city and walked with a static movement and remained downcast.
Behind him, the two Jieru disciples continuously exchanged glances uneasily. None of them knew what to say. But they followed him until the border of an already uninhabited dead village. Naseli village on the remote island of Liuwang. The golden-haired Hua Zu birth village.
The city highway ends a few kilometers outside of Zhujia. They traveled for an hour on a narrow pebbled road, which then turned into a dirt road and finally changed into a path that vaguely formed on a vast plain.
When the light of dawn nearly sunk in the skyline, the dead village suddenly stretched out beneath them. Shiny in orange light wrapped in gray to almost brownish, gray, the gigantic mountain range around him looked like an enormous phantom that triggered the wingspans of crows flying and cawing over their heads.
The two Jieru disciples gasped in puzzling admiration, suffused by an unexpected crazy euphoria.
Behind the mountain peaks, they saw a rocky valley lying at the foot of the mountain range showing the forbidden forest region of Jinzhi valley.
When their steps began to decline, they finally knew the breadth of the valley, the roughness of its territory, and the, no longer is abstraction or dark colors shrouded in mist like a steaming teacup when viewed from a mountain top in the distance.
In a few minutes, once their steps reached the bottom of the cliff, they would fall exactly to a place called the sacred forest.
Just looking at it from above alone, that vast and squiggly region, surrounded by mountains, was enough to remind them that here everything came in large sizes.
Suddenly the whole week spent with Jieru, all the exercises, tests and habitual discipline, seemed like a futile attempt to put order to a very great thing controlled by a giant force.
Once they arrived at that no-man's land, they felt like they had to restart everything from scratch.
It was not enough to get there, when their steps had already passed the forest border there was a loud rustling sound. They look around, listen carefully.
The forest around them looked dark covered in a mysterious thin fog.
Krsk. Krsk. Krrtrsk.
Rustling. The sound of dry rustling out of nowhere.
The two Jieru disciples exchanged glances.
Hua Zu halted the steps in front of them, then turned his glance back and smiled faintly. Then go back to continuing the steps.
The trees are only a tall and black shadow, set against a background of cloudy dim skies. Nobody's moving. Not even the leaves.
Something made that sound.
Krrtrsk. Krrtrsk. Krrtrsk.
Now they're really jerking off. They looked up at the hill. Almost total darkness. There was no light from the top of the hill.
The sun is completely submerged.
There's no light. There is no wind.
Then they turned around and followed the voice down the hill. The sound grew louder as they approached the edge of a lake.
Hua Zu was already quite far ahead of them. His tall figure was only a silhouette amongst the thin mist that floated as high as his waist.
Krrtrsk. Krrtrsk. Krrtrsk.
Dunrui imagined the giant snakes along the train laying on the grass, and at once the feathers brushed.
"Where did that strange sound come from?" whispered to his brother.
They stepped near the lake while holding hands. The grass was wet with mysterious dew. Their shoes slipped and slipped.
Then slowly the clouds moved away from the horizon. When the rest of the pale sunlight radiated, they finally saw the creature.
His head was nodding at his slender shoulder. His hands shook on both sides of his thin body.
la rise. Continues.