I glanced at the wisteria, not recognizing it at all.
But I could tell this plant was definitely not ordinary vegetation.
It could emit such a peculiar fragrance and grow amidst the bone piles where those old weasels slept, so it must possess extraordinary qualities.
To be precise, I had already identified it as some kind of demonic entity.
I took out my phone and took a few pictures of the surroundings.
After taking the photos, I felt this thing was special.
I decided to take some back, to show my master later.
Consider it a trophy.
When I see Old Mo, I can also brag to him.
Thinking of his chuunibyou expression, I felt a bit excited…
Smiling, I picked up a piece of animal hide and wrapped it around the wisteria.
With a sudden pull.
With a few "crackling" sounds, the wisteria was easily pulled down, much like ivy.
And I uprooted it completely.
However, the wisteria had many roots, but they didn't grow into the soil.
Instead, they were connected to the individual white bones.
I wasn't sure if it was poisonous, so I wrapped it into a ball through the animal hide.
Finally, I picked it up and planned to take it back.
After doing all this, I let out a deep sigh of relief.
I planned to turn and leave. But at this moment, I noticed some movement in the pile of fur beside me.
I glanced at it vigilantly, then kicked away the pile of fur.
I discovered several small weasels curled up in this pile of fur.
These small weasels were about the size of mice, likely still nursing.
But these weasels bared their teeth at me and whimpered incessantly, "Wuwuwu."
Their eyes continuously emitted a green demonic glow, trying to affect my mind.
I watched these weasels quietly, completely unaffected.
After all, the difference in our cultivation levels was too vast.
Even though they were very small, still seemingly nursing,
these weasels were clearly different from ordinary weasels.
They all exuded an aura of demonic power.
In other words, they were born as demons.
Although they were very small, I had no intention of letting them go.
Letting them go would only sow the seeds of future trouble for myself.
Master once said that in our line of work,
we operate with our heads on the line.
We must act cleanly and decisively, without any lingering issues.
All the weasels in the cave at Xiaoyao Lou were killed by me.
Leaving these few small weasels would also be a hidden danger.
Since I've started, I must finish it cleanly.
Cut the grass and eliminate the roots, to prevent future troubles.
I can't do something and then pretend to be a saint.
I looked at these small weasels, didn't say another word, and covered them again with the animal hide.
I took out a cigarette, lit it,
and at the same time, ignited the dry grass in the cave.
The dry grass and animal hide here, with just a spark, quickly turned into raging flames.
I didn't look back, nor did I watch.
I just carried the wisteria and quickly left the depths of the cave.
I only knew that from this day forward,
there would be no more "Xiaoyao Lou," nor any Yellow Immortals that could threaten our village.
When I emerged from the cave,
Uncle, Aunt Si, and Uncle Wu were waiting for me anxiously.
Aunt Si had woken up again.
But she was emotionally stable now.
Seeing me come out, they all rushed forward:
"Qin Ze is finally out!"
"Qin Ze, let's go back quickly!"
"Zewa, Aunt Si is so scared. Let's go!"
The three of them spoke in unison.
They were extremely terrified of this place.
I nodded:
"Let's go!"
After speaking, I began to walk back with the three of them.
But after taking a few steps forward, I always felt a sensation of being watched from behind.
So I looked back again.
But I saw nothing except the cave emitting thick smoke.
Uncle asked me in confusion:
"Qin Ze! What's wrong?"
I scanned my surroundings, confirmed there was no anomaly, and then replied:
"It's nothing, let's go!"
Despite what I said, I felt uneasy from the moment I left the weasels' Xiaoyao Lou.
I couldn't quite explain what was happening.
On the way, Uncle, Aunt Si, and Uncle Wu had already begun to look at me with newfound respect.
They showered me with praise, one after another.
I didn't pay much attention to it.
I just said that I had learned some skills during my years away.
If anything were to happen in the village in the future, they could come to me for help.
Because of my unease, I didn't engage in much further conversation about these matters.
I just reassured them.
By the time we exited the mountains and returned to the village, it was already past three in the morning.
The village was very quiet, not a sound to be heard.
It was likely that the village head and others who had left earlier had already returned home.
I told Uncle and the others to go back to their respective homes.
After all, they had been through a long night and deserved a good rest.
Now, Uncle and the others treated me very well.
They even said they would visit me tomorrow after waking up.
I didn't take it seriously and said it wasn't necessary.
Then, I returned home alone.
Grandmother had slept soundly after drinking the Spirit Nurturing Tea.
I washed up briefly and then went to my room to sleep.
As soon as I lay down, I fell asleep.
However, after falling asleep, I had a nightmare.
In my dream, I was tied to a tree by a group of humanoid weasels with bloody faces.
These weasels wailed at me continuously,
demanding their lives back…
The crying sounded like an incoming tide, wave after wave,
making me feel extremely uncomfortable.
Finally, I woke up from the dream.
When I woke up, my forehead was covered in sweat.
Checking the time, it was already past seven.
The sky was bright.
Outside, there were already sounds of noisy conversations…