Chapter 1 The Wild Growth

The boys in this desolate mountain village all believed in growing up wild.

The fight between Hu Ma and Cui Xie’er highlighted Hu Ma’s dominance. The cold words from the boys lessened, replaced by more respect and awe.

As the grandson of the sorceress, his position with Second Master was extraordinary. He already had an air of mystery about him. Added to that was his fight with Cui Xie’er, the most capable in the village, his bizarre and uncanny methods, and his cruel ruthlessness, which made everyone fearful.

"Rumor has it that the sorceress raises ghosts. Could he have ghosts following him?"

"..."

Thinking of these rumors, their eyes toward Hu Ma were filled with awe.

As for Zhou Datong, he was even more admiring of Hu Ma.

Among those learning skills from Second Master, he ranked near the bottom.

Even Hu Ma’s stances had been taught by him, and he knew well the level Hu Ma had reached.

But so what?

The guy knew black magic!

They were unskilled, unable to see the key to the matter, and only found the way Cui Xie’er tripped as soon as he got close to Hu Ma frightening.

Even Zhou Datong, because of his close relationship with Hu Ma, was looked at with awe by the boys, and got beaten less.

As for Hu Ma, he dared not relax. He deeply understood his current state, knowing that it was most important to take advantage of the abundant blood offerings and quickly, as much as possible, build a roaring fire in his furnace.

Because of his physical condition, he couldn't sweat like other boys every day, but he still seriously pondered the set of stances that Second Master taught him.

Little Hong Tang continued to bring him food, and with the abundant blood offerings, his furnace fire became more and more vigorous.

Second Master took him to the woods again to visit his godmother.

He burned three incense sticks, used two steamed buns as offerings, and then cut four or five willow branches from the "godmother."

Because his furnace fire was too vigorous, he needed to change the talisman almost every two or three days.

Moreover, each time he changed the talisman, the consumption of Yin energy was more than before.

Second Master often clicked his tongue in amazement but dared not neglect it.

Anyway, when the willow branches were gone, he would take Hu Ma to his godmother to cut more.

After doing this several times, one time they arrived and suddenly found that the godmother was nowhere to be found by the stream.

Second Master searched around with Hu Ma and finally found Hu Ma's trembling godmother behind a large tree dozens of meters away.

"Why are you running around?"

Second Master was very unhappy: "I brought your godson to visit, and I can't even find your house."

Saying that, he went up and cut a bundle, and when he was done, he was afraid that the godmother would run again, so he tied her with a red rope.

After a few times, even Hu Ma felt a little soft-hearted and carefully said, "Second Master, if we keep cutting, godmother will go bald..."

Second Master said: "It's okay, at worst, we'll change the name later and call her godfather..."

The Yin wind was bleak, and the old willow tree with only a few branches and leaves left trembled, rustling, sounding like cursing in the streets.

But although the godmother was wronged, Hu Ma's fire grew more and more vigorous, gradually the furnace fire was rolling, his energy was abundant, and the whole person seemed to be renewed.

Now, not to mention leaving the village, he dared to enter the forest by himself.

And the skills Second Master taught him, he was also carefully pondering, not daring to neglect them at all.

Now, the only thing that was a little annoying was Cui Xie’er.

He had been beaten...

But although his injuries had healed, he was clearly still holding a grudge in his heart.

The other boys still thought that he...

Second Master clearly saw the key to the matter, and he himself clearly saw it too, not daring to really cause trouble for Hu Ma.

He just occasionally stared at Hu Ma gloomily from behind.

But Hu Ma didn't care. Since coming to this world, had he been spied on any less?

His little bit of pressure was nothing.

一心行功烧炉子的他,在堪堪到了二爷这里的一个月上，吃完了小红棠送来的一碗血食之后，忽然心有所感，觉得自己小腹内的炉火，猛得旺盛到了一个程度，如破茧成蝶。

Single-mindedly practicing his skills to burn the furnace, on the month he just arrived at Second Master's, after eating a bowl of blood food brought by Little Hong Tang, he suddenly felt something, and felt that the furnace fire in his lower abdomen had suddenly become so vigorous that it was like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon.

To describe it in detail, it was as if this furnace fire was too strong, vaguely melting something.

At this time, Hu Ma was lying on the bed, silently guiding the fire in his body, and at the same time as this feeling appeared, he only felt dizzy, and a dark red mist rose around him.

He didn't know when, in a daze, he came to that secluded and dark temple again. His body dissipated the mist, and he saw a joss stick standing in the incense burner in front of him.

The last time he exited this dream, he clearly remembered that he had pulled out the joss stick.

But looking at it now, he saw that there was still a stick standing in the furnace, about three feet long, with silk golden lines on it.

A little firelight, sometimes visible and sometimes not, made the surrounding dark red mist seem to be a lot thicker.

"Eh? That's not right!"

Hu Ma was feeling strange, and when he glanced to the side, he was slightly surprised again. He saw that next to the incense burner, there was another incense stick, about two or three finger-lengths long, dark red and slender, which was the one he had pulled out last time.

"I was one joss stick, and now I've become two?"

He vaguely felt that the change in this incense was probably related to his feeling just now.

It seemed that his fire had reached a certain level and entered another level, and one of the incense sticks in this temple had also reached its limit, and another one had actually grown out.

Could it be that this incense is related to the Taisui I usually eat?

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and approached the incense burner, carefully looking at it.

As if the open flame on this incense could also illuminate some of the surroundings, he saw behind the incense table, in a large area of ​​deep shadow, the vague outline of the statue behind the table was also slightly revealed, but he still couldn't see it clearly.

Wanting to go around the incense table to see it clearly, he found that as he moved, the fog followed the flow, the space changed, and it seemed that he could never walk to the front of the statue.

Hu Ma could only slowly stop his steps, but the doubts in his heart could not help but increase:

"One and a half joss sticks, if I continue to maintain this progress, will it become two joss sticks, or even more?"

"What exactly is this temple?"

"The last Reincarnator who connected with me said that many people like me have come to this world..."

"Were they also accidentally summoned like me?"

"..."

These questions involuntarily floated to his mind, but unfortunately, no one can give him the answer now.

He didn't know if every Reincarnator had a temple like his.

"This joss stick has become so thick and long, so has the ability to communicate with others become stronger?"

He moved slightly, observing the joss stick.

The one standing in the incense burner was as big as a fist and half a meter long, a world of difference from the slender appearance he had seen at the beginning.

The smoke emitted from the incense was also much thicker, swaying faintly, accompanied by the red mist, and did not know where it floated.

Although he knew that this seemed to burn the joss stick, Hu Ma did not have the idea of ​​pulling it out.

Logically speaking, the Reincarnator in Lao Yin Mountain should have fallen into deep sleep now, and it was unlikely that he would find other people again, but he still held some ideas in his heart, just like even if he knew that no one would contact him, he would still keep his mobile phone turned on.

Maybe someone will find him?

Moreover, the experience of entering the dream three times also made Hu Ma vaguely discover that the joss stick would keep burning when he was in this temple, as if looking for similar people in order to connect.

But when he woke up, the joss stick would actively stop burning.

So, is putting this joss stick in the incense burner now equivalent to turning on the phone and waiting for someone to contact him?

In this strange and out-of-place world, he was so eager to hear the voices of similar people again...

……

……

"Rustle..."

Also at the same time that Hu Ma was immersed in that strange temple, thinking about the connections between all of this, the door of the side room where he lived was quietly opened, and a figure quietly sneaked into the room. It was Cui Xie’er, who was sleeping in the other side room.

His tall and thin figure was actually silent when he landed. His body was stiff and wooden, moving little by little, as if a puppet, and quietly came to Hu Ma's bedside.

Looking at the sleeping Hu Ma, his face became more and more pale, and his eyes seemed to be filled with resentment and ferocity.

His two hands slowly raised, actually holding a rusty knife.

The tip of the knife was aimed at Hu Ma's sleeping face, raised high above his head, and a strange ferocity suddenly flashed across his face.

……

……

"That brother trapped in Fox Coffin Village said he could hold on for a month, but half a month has already passed."

Hu Ma was still in his dream, silently thinking: "Although I have learned a little skill now, it is not enough to protect myself, let alone save others. If I can ‘connect’..."

"Could it be that I should just forget about this brother and wait until I have the opportunity to leave this mountain to find other Reincarnators to understand the situation?"

"..."

He knew from the last brief conversation that the Reincarnator knew a lot of information.

If he could talk to him again, many of the questions in his mind now could be answered.

But he was in trouble, and his troubles were not small. How could he help him?

"Hiss..."

But just as Hu Ma was thinking about all of this, the dark red mist around him suddenly began to flow quietly, and the speed of this flow was getting faster and faster.

By the time he noticed it, he was surprised to find that these mists were actually like tides under a storm, rolling and vast, and a sharp knife could be vaguely seen inside, suddenly stabbing towards his face.

He woke up suddenly and opened his eyes.

With this opening of his eyes, he was immediately startled, seeing Cui Xie’er’s pale face right in front of him.

And, the sharp knife he was holding with both hands, aimed at his face.