The little girl stood still, looked at her empty hands, her eyes wide open.
"Ouch…"
A groan came from the bed in the room, it was the old man, taking a big breath.
When the little girl heard the movement, she crawled to the bedside using both hands and feet, her face filled with surprise.
The old man's eyelids fluttered a few times before slowly opening his eyes.
…
The night passed by quickly, the day began to dawn, and the red sun rose, the fierce wind and rain outside had already stopped.
The door creaked open.
The warm sunlight poured in, the outside world was clear and bright, most of the fog near the mountain village had already dispersed, only some remained in the far distance.
The little girl was wearing a set of bleached red clothes, carrying a patched bundle, supporting the old man with difficulty as they slowly walked out.
The old man was dressed in a somewhat shabby gray robe, his complexion seemed to be better than the night before, but he moved with some difficulty, leaning on a polished walking stick that gleamed in his hands.
The two of them left the house and headed towards the entrance of the village.
The old man seemed very weak, and he began to gasp for breath as soon as he reached the entrance of the village.
"Ah ah…" The little girl made a few sounds and made a few gestures with her hand.
"Grandfather's fine, although the long-haired ghost was destroyed, the ghostly Qi around the village hasn't dispersed yet. It will attract other monsters sooner or later, so we need to leave immediately," the old man in the gray robe rubbed the little girl's head and spoke.
The little girl obediently nodded her head.
The two of them continued walking, after a few steps, a blue light dropped down from the sky, landing not far from them, revealing a slender figure.
Surprisingly, the new arrival was a white-robed priestess, around thirty years old, with an oval face, white skin, quite beautiful, but her face was cold, giving out a sense of fierceness rarely seen in women, in her hand was even a white dust whisk.
"Such thick ghostly Qi, it almost forms a ghost fog, but how come there are no ghosts infesting the place?" the white-robed priestess gazed around and muttered to herself.
The old man and the little girl were stunned as they watched the white-robed priestess who had descended from the sky.
"Are you villagers here?" The white-robed priestess came over, took a close look at the two of them, and asked.
"Old man pays respects to the Immortal," the old man finally recovered from his shock and intended to kowtow to the white-robed priestess in surprise and joy.
However, he felt unwell, and as soon as he bent over, he started coughing.
The little girl quickly freed one hand and patted the old man's back, but she was too young and weak to support the old man with one hand.
"Elder, there's no need for formalities. I'm Lei Yin from the floating clouds mountain. I happened to pass by here and sensed the gathering of ghostly Qi, so I came down to check," the white-robed priestess waved her hand to support the old man, raised one hand in a salute and spoke.
"Yes, yes, if there's anything the immortal wants to ask, old man will definitely tell the truth," gasping for breath, the old man nodded quickly.
Clutching the old man's sleeves, the little girl hid behind him, her big eyes curiously observing the white-robed priestess.
"Looking at the situation, you two are likely villagers here. Was this place attacked by fierce ghosts?" After glancing at the bundle of the little girl, the white-robed priestess asked.
"Yes, my surname is Sun, everyone calls me Old Sun. This is my granddaughter, we both were born and raised in Zhang Family Village. The villagers used to worship the Yellow Tail King for protection. Though our lives were hard, we were safe and sound from monsters or ghosts. But the Yellow Tail King suddenly died in a thunderstorm a month ago, after that, a long-haired ghost came, killing people in our village every night. The other villagers either had fled or been killed one by one by that ghost. Only the two of us survived," Old Sun sighed and said sorrowfully.
"The Yellow Tail King?" the white-robed priestess raised an eyebrow.
"It's a yellow dog that became a demon," Old Sun hesitated for a moment, then uttered in a low voice.
"Oh, if a demon from the demon race could protect the people, it would be a virtuous act. If it died in a thunderstorm, it means that it failed to withstand the Heavenly Thunder and fell during the transformation," the white-robed priestess slowly nodded.
Hearing this, Old Sun was puzzled but didn't dare to question the priestess.
"The two of you, an old man and a young girl, are not strong, how come you're the only survivors while others in this village were killed?" The priestess looked at them, sharpness flashing in her eyes.
"This… The Yellow Tail King had placed the God Niche near my home when he was alive, maybe his lingering might has been protecting our house, and also, I have some black dog blood at home, that's probably why we have endured until now," Unprepared by the question, Old Sun replied hesitantly.
The white-robed priestess shook her head, obviously not agreeing with his explanation, she swept her eyes over the two of them, then her gaze landed on the little girl.
"Huh!" The priestess's eyes suddenly turned cold. She took several looks at the little girl, then pointed at the void.
A beam of refined white light shot out of her fingertip, flashed and disappeared into the little girl's forehead.
The little girl's body jerked, her eyes immediately became a little woozy, a faint, luminescent white light appeared on her little face, flickering non-stop.
"She's actually born with the White Tiger Aura Body! No wonder she could resist the ghostly Qi for such a long time, very good, very good..." There was a slight hint of joy in the eyes of the white-robed priestess.
The light on the girl's face faded quickly, but her cheeks turned rosy, her body softened and she fainted onto the ground.
"Great Immortal!" Old Sun was taken aback. He intended to help the little girl, but found it difficult to stand firmly.
"Do not panic, elder, she's only asleep, no harm done," the white-robed priestess reached out to support the old man and explained with calm voices.
Old Sun let out a sigh of relief after hearing this.
"Daring to kill all the villagers, this fierce ghost is indeed brazen! Do you know where the long-haired ghost hides during the day? I'll go and eradicate it to give peace to the souls of Zhang Family Village," there was coldness on the face of the white-robed priestess, which exuded a kind of terror, accompanied by an eerie green light.
"Thank you for your kindness, Immortal, but according to my granddaughter, a young man who was passing by eradicated that ghost last night," Old Sun said gratefully.
"What did that person look like? Were there any particular features?" After a pause, the white-robed priestess shifted the dust whisk from her left hand to her right one and asked curiously.
"Old man had been bedridden for a few days and was unconscious last night, didn't see him. When the girl wakes up, Immortal can ask her," old Sun shook his head and spoke.
The white-robed priestess nodded, no longer dwelling on this matter before saying:
"Although the ghost has been eradicated, this isn't a suitable place to stay any longer. You two should leave with me, and we'll look for another place to live."
"Yes, thank you, Immortal," Old Sun thanked her with joy and gratitude upon hearing this.
The white-robed priestess waved her dust whisk, a patch of white clouds appeared out of thin air, lifting the three of them into the sky, they soon disappeared into the horizon.