TRYMBPIETM 66: Mirror, Night, Snow Peak (29)

Bei Shen’s eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and cursed at Chi Qingzhou, crazily lunging at him.

Chi Qingzhou took a step back, looking innocent.

What key? He didn’t understand.

Bei Shen steadied himself, and when he saw the expression on Chi Qingzhou’s face, he became furious beyond measure, as if a Buddha had left his body and had ascended to heaven.

Xing Shuangzhan sneered, not surprised by Bei Shen’s words.

This was indeed something Qingzhou would do.

However, from his understanding of Qingzhou, this couldn’t be his only goal.

Perhaps, Qingzhou still hoped he could quickly reclaim his ghost energy?

Xing Shuangzhan glanced at Bei Shen and casually shielded Chi Qingzhou behind him.

He was just instinctively protecting Chi Qingzhou, not intentionally guarding against Bei Shen.

Seeing this, Bei Shen’s eyes grew darker, suffused with blood-red fury.

The calmer Xing Shuangzhan appeared, the more arrogant Bei Shen felt he was.

But what gave Xing Shuangzhan that right?

Wasn’t he just a world-ending level ghost?

Wasn’t he someone most gods didn’t want to face?

What was so great about him!

If it weren’t for Chi Qingzhou’s interference, he would have certainly found a more suitable path for himself and had no need to fear this Ghost King!

His gaze passed over Xing Shuangzhan and landed on Chi Qingzhou, his hatred so strong that he wanted to skin him alive.

Xing Shuangzhan turned his head, seeing the faint glow still flickering on the silver chains around Chi Qingzhou’s wrist, and spoke softly, “I’ll go collect the ghost energy, wait for me here.”

Chi Qingzhou smiled with his eyes, happily agreeing.

Bei Shen, not expecting them to discuss collecting ghost energy right in front of him, was so enraged that he almost couldn’t catch his breath.

He gritted his teeth, glaring at the two, his anger causing his blood to rush to his heart, his hatred almost turning into poison.

Xing Shuangzhan paid no attention, casually manipulating the ghost energy filling the great tomb and preparing to forcibly strip Bei Shen’s ghost energy away.

Bei Shen’s hands trembled incessantly, a twisted smile appearing on his face.

“You really are too much. Since that’s the case, don’t blame me for being rude.”

He quickly retreated two steps, and before Xing Shuangzhan and Chi Qingzhou could react, his right hand extended into claws, viciously gouging at his own eyes!

Blood splattered.

The intense pain made Bei Shen grunt, instinctively gasping for air.

But he didn’t dare waste any time, ignoring the pain relief, his voice trembling as he quickly recited a spell.

Xing Shuangzhan listened for two lines, his brows raising, “A summoning spell? Summoning a god here?”

Summoning a god?

Chi Qingzhou was also stunned, incredulously looking at Bei Shen.

Summoning a god in Xing Shuangzhan’s tomb?

Did Bei Shen not know that there was a tomb-guarding formation in this great tomb, and that summoning a god wouldn’t work, or was he setting up a trap?

Moreover, even if it could summon a god, would Xing Shuangzhan be afraid?

Bei Shen didn’t have time to care about the two, stepping back again, hastening his spell.

Xing Shuangzhan didn’t want to give his enemy a chance. He immediately summoned ghost energy, rushing towards Bei Shen.

Bei Shen abruptly raised his head, blood streaming down his cheeks, as the ghost energy was mysteriously blocked half a meter in front of him and couldn’t advance any further.

A tremendous pressure began to descend slowly, and something in the darkness began to emerge.

Xing Shuangzhan slightly narrowed his eyes.

Chi Qingzhou looked up at the stone ceiling of the tomb chamber.

Faint mildew quietly grew in the cracks and corners, forming blurry patterns that resembled eyes and smiling mouths.

He paused, a familiar aura suddenly creeping over him…?

…

The moonlight was still bright.

Under the moonlight, the summit of Jingming Mountain, which had been quiet for over a thousand years, emitted a few faint, subtle sounds.

Soon, the thick snow began to fall off the ridgelines like sugar powder shaken off a cake.

The Miao woman, who was about to approach the altar, suddenly turned around when she heard the sound, and the silver-white snow surged down the peak like a tide.

Her face changed dramatically, and she cried out, “An avalanche?! How can there be an avalanche on Jingming Mountain?!”

With the amount of snow on the summit of Jingming Mountain, even if something were to happen, it wouldn’t cause an avalanche!

Was this really just an ordinary avalanche?

Or was it caused by some kind of cultivation technique?

The Miao woman was both shocked and confused, but didn’t have time to worry about Sheng Yihang, who had just fled, or the altar that had just changed. She hurriedly released the Gu insects she had raised to warn the village’s shaman and the elders.

She herself rushed toward the tea garden.

She still remembered that most of the crew from the Scenery Along the Way were resting in the tea garden.

These were people’s lives, and she couldn’t ignore them!

She couldn’t confirm the exact situation of the avalanche on Jingming Mountain, nor could she be sure if it would affect the tea garden near the mountainside. She could only be cautious.

She was quick, using a few unique Miao village spells, and within minutes, she was close to the tea garden.

The snow that rolled down from the summit of Jingming Mountain was falling even faster.

Under the bright moonlight, a snowline resembling a white dragon made a dull roar as it raced across the ridge. Everything in its path was buried under the snow.

This strange scene, one that should not have occurred in Yuntian Province, made The Miao girl’s heart tremble. But she quickly realized that the direction in which the avalanche fell was very unusual—

All the snow, as if it had consciousness, avoided the tea garden she managed and the village where she lived, sweeping down from the center between the two, roaring as it swallowed everything in its path.

Including the altar they had just used, and… the largest poison pool in the village.

She opened her mouth, a bit confused.

The pool… Was it going to be destroyed?

Could this be the solution Mr. Chi came up with?

Before she could think of an answer, the crew members who had been startled by the avalanche sound rushed over and anxiously asked how an avalanche could happen on Jingming Mountain.

“With this geography, this climate, it shouldn’t happen!”

“If it were a mudslide, it would make more sense. An avalanche? If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’d think it was a made-up story!”

“This is too absurd. Isn’t the mountainside of Jingming Mountain similar to a subtropical primitive forest? How can the summit be like Mount Everest?”

The crew members, who knew a bit about geography, were baffled.

It wouldn’t be strange if an avalanche happened on Mount Everest, but in Yuntian Province?

This wasn’t a particularly cold place like the Eastern Three Provinces or the neighboring nation; it was completely unscientific!

While shocked, they couldn’t help but wonder if something had happened to Mr. Chi again.

If an avalanche could happen in Yuntian Province, could they even return?

Such a magical event, such a magical event…

Director Hu couldn’t hold back his grief and cried, clutching his old partner’s head.

If they had known this would happen, even if the relevant departments had given instructions, they should never have chosen Shaoqiu City!

If they had the chance, they’d definitely never do travel variety shows again!

Shen Wenxing glanced at the two directors, hesitated for a moment, and still walked over to The Miao woman to speak. “Do you know where Mr. Chi went?”

The Miao woman came to her senses and shook her head. “I don’t know. But with Mr. Chi’s abilities, he’ll be fine.”

Shen Wenxing was somewhat skeptical. “Really? But this place has already had an avalanche—”

“Sister!!”

A loud call interrupted Shen Wenxing’s words.

A young man, dressed in traditional Miao attire, ran from the direction of the Miao village, waving wildly at the Miao woman through the snow.

The bright moonlight revealed the surprise and anxiety on his face as he almost bounced up and shouted at her.

“Sister, the poison pool in the village was just washed away by the snow! Grandma Nan went to see if the grass spirit is still alive, and two young men came and overturned the pool. Below, there was a very vicious formation!”

” Grandma Nan asked me to call you back to the village! She said we need to discuss what to do!”

The Miao woman’s eyes shifted, and she turned to look at the summit of Jingming Mountain, her gaze growing brighter.

…

When the avalanche occurred on Jingming Mountain, the Paranormal Control Bureau, which had been monitoring the mountain’s movements, quickly received the news.

The duty officer, Daoist Du Ming, urgently notified Cheng Yufei. By the time Cheng Yufei arrived in a hurry, the alarm in the monitoring room had been ringing for about ten minutes.

Cheng Yufei glanced at the monitoring data. “What’s going on?”

Daoist Du Ming replied, “It should be a disaster caused by a supernatural technique. We’re not sure if it’s an avalanche or an earthquake.”

Cheng Yufei was somewhat surprised. “Didn’t Mr. Chi’s live broadcast capture any specific footage?”

Daoist Du Ming looked at her calmly. “The live broadcast wasn’t on.”

Cheng Yufei was stunned. “How is that possible? Didn’t Mr. Chi bring his live broadcast equipment with him?”

Daoist Du Ming didn’t answer, only directing a young staff member to show Cheng Yufei some data.

“The situation with the poison pool at Lianshan Village is stabilizing, and the formation at the bottom of the pool has been dug out.”

Cheng Yufei immediately bent down, placing her hands on the desk as she examined the data closely.

“Is there any casualties? This formation is too vicious. If a cultivator activates it, it will have a reverse effect. If ordinary people go near, they’ll be attacked by the Gu insects. We don’t know what kind of price Lianshan Village paid to break the formation.”

Daoist Du Ming shook his head. “Not yet known.”

Lianshan Village is the most powerful Miao village in the Jingming Mountain range. The pool outside the village is quite large, and the poison of the Gu insects is extremely potent.

After the strange phenomenon occurred at the Great Tomb of Jingming Mountain, the Gu insects in the pool revolted, even turning on their masters and causing many casualties.

The old Gu masters responsible for suppressing the pool were frequently injured in strange ways, which further intensified the aggression of the Gu insects.

The Paranormal Control Bureau had visited several times and attempted to clear the Gu pool.

However, due to the constraints of the formation beneath the pool, they could only clear the surface each time.

Ordinary people could clean the bottom layer of the pool’s Gu insects, but no matter how carefully they protected themselves, these ordinary people ended up the same as the old Gu masters—lightly injured at best, or nearly losing their lives at worst.

To maintain the stability of the Great Tomb of Jingming Mountain, they couldn’t forcefully break the formation, leaving them in a difficult position.

After repeated calculations, the masters at the Paranormal Control Bureau unanimously agreed that only Mr. Chi could solve this problem.

Cheng Yufei carefully examined the data and muttered to herself, “I wonder how Mr. Chi solved this problem.”

Daoist Du Ming replied, “I don’t know.”

He stood up, gave his chair to Cheng Yufei, and walked to the side to take out his phone and message his senior brother.

Du Ming: [The problem with Lianshan Village has been resolved.]

Senior Brother – Du Sheng: [Oh, Xiao Chi is quite quick.]

Du Ming: [Is the problem with the ghostly energy leaking from the Great Tomb of Jingming Mountain also resolved?]

Senior Brother – Du Sheng: [I wouldn’t know. Ask your second senior brother.]

Du Ming: [Didn’t you always talk about timing?]

Senior Brother – Du Sheng: [That was what Little Chi said before. It has nothing to do with me. Just consider me a broken record.]

Du Ming: [……]

Senior Brother – Du Sheng: [Is there anything else? If not, I’m going to play games.]

Du Ming: [……Senior brother, stop playing so much, you’re so old now. Don’t keep cursing your teammates.]

His senior brother didn’t reply.

Du Ming sighed and put down his phone. There was nothing he could do with his senior brother.

Cheng Yufei had already finished looking at the data and was now instructing someone to call Liashan Village to inquire about the specific situation.

The Miao woman from Lianshan Village answered the phone quickly and was very polite.

She answered all of Cheng Yufei’s questions, but instead made her even more confused.

What did it mean that the summit of Jingming Mountain had experienced an avalanche?

What did it mean that the pool was buried by heavy snow, and all the Gu insects were frozen to death in less than half a minute?

What did it mean that a corpse herder brought two living zombies, one of whom seemed to have been selected by the formation as a target, interrupting the operation of the formation?

Why could she understand each of these statements alone, but together they made no sense at all?

Cheng Yufei hung up the phone, bewildered. “Given the geographical location of Jingming Mountain, avalanches shouldn’t occur under normal conditions.”

“Given the vitality of Gu insects, how could they be frozen to death?”

“A living zombie is also an abnormal existence, and the formation wasn’t triggered?”

She thought for a long time but couldn’t find any clues.

Daoist Du Ming also listened with a headache and sent a message to his second senior brother.

Second Senior Brother – Du Xiang: [Hard to say. What Xiao Chi did, only he knows.]

Daoist Du Ming thought for a moment and asked: [Is this the timing he had been waiting for?]

Second Senior Brother – Du Xiang: [Not sure. However, the person hiding in the Xuanxu Sect who stole Xing Su’s ghostly energy should have been caught. After this, Xing Su will at least recover 80% of his power.]

80% of his power?

Daoist Du Ming pondered for a while and thought that this might not be a bad thing.

If Xing Su could reach an agreement with the Paranormal Control Bureau, he might be able to help them with the issues concerning the dragon Veins.

…

Chi Qingzhou stood quietly behind Xing Shuangzhan, and his perspective began to feel increasingly strange.

He saw the stone ceiling of the tomb chamber and the chime bells at the end of the corridor.

He saw Bei Shen, who was confronting Xing Shuangzhan, and saw the blood-red eyes filled with coldness from Xing Shuangzhan.

He saw the formation that should have been behind him and the avalanche rushing down from the mountaintop.

He saw many things he shouldn’t have been able to see.

How could he describe it?

It was a bit like playing a game with full-screen perspective enabled, looking at the entire situation from a god’s-eye view.

Chi Qingzhou wanted to lower his head but couldn’t move.

He felt his body still standing behind Xing Shuangzhan, but his soul had already detached and started rising infinitely, becoming almost void.

He wanted to speak to Xing Shuangzhan, but his perspective suddenly zoomed in, and those magnificent blood-colored pupils filled his entire view.

Chi Qingzhou: “……”

He silently tried to return to a higher position, and the next second, he saw his own body lower its head. The shadow beneath his feet began to stir, opening its eyes.

He saw “himself” looking at him, grinning widely, even mischievously winking with his right eye, looking very pleased.

A sharp, sorrowful shout interrupted his eye contact with himself. Bei Shen lowered his right hand, and his eye sockets were empty—

He had sacrificed his own eyes in exchange for a surge in power.

The ghostly energy, originating from the same source as Xing Shuangzhan, began to stir within the Great Tomb, carrying with it strange thunderclaps that shouldn’t have appeared, crackling with sound.

Once the ghostly energy that belonged to Xing Shuangzhan was struck by the thunder, it immediately vanished without a trace.

Xing Shuangzhan furrowed his brow and moved to protect Chi Qingzhou.

Bei Shen let out an eerie laugh a few times: “You’re right, I was reciting the prayer to summon spirits. But the spirit I called isn’t a righteous one. It’s the Ghost deity I’ve been offering sacrifices to. Do you think it will respond to my summons and possess me?”