usatvline Chapter 216 "Pregnancy Pearl" About Gu Yanchuan's Father (4)
Chapter 216 "Pregnancy Pearl" About Gu Yanchuan's Father (4)
These black gases seemed to be transformed from the death energy of babies coming from each room. They entangled and intertwined with each other, and were finally all sucked into the beads.
The whole process continued, and the blue light around the beads became more and more dazzling.
The man in black robe stood there, watching quietly as the bead absorbed all the black air.
At this moment, the beads shone brightly, illuminating the entire secret room.
Suddenly, an ethereal voice came from the bead: "You are finally here, my guardian."
The black-robed man bowed his head respectfully, "Master, I have come to wake you up as agreed."
A powerful force is sealed within the bead.
"I still need more baby's breath. After I absorb all the death energy, please help me find something." The voice said faintly.
"What does the master need?" asked the man in black robe anxiously.
"A pure star heart. Only it can completely unlock my seal."
The man in black robe frowned, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
It turned out that he had heard of the so-called Heart of the Star a long time ago, but he also knew that it was extremely rare and it was not easy to obtain it.
However, just a moment later, his eyes became firm again, as if he had made some kind of decision, and he spoke solemnly to the person in front of him.
"Master, please rest assured. Even if the difficulties are numerous, I will do my utmost to find the Heart of the Star!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression became serious again and he asked cautiously.
"Master, there is something I need your help with right now. Is that possible?"
After getting permission, he nodded with relief, then bowed respectfully, turned around and slowly left this mysterious secret room.
Just as he stepped out of the secret room, a small and exquisite white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.
The porcelain vase is as white as jade, and seems to be faintly engraved with some fine and complex patterns, exuding a faint mysterious atmosphere.
Then, the man in the black robe stood quietly. He looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky and sighed softly.
The sigh seemed to carry endless thoughts and heavy burdens, drifting away with the night wind.
Then, he moved and rushed towards the distant manor like a ghost, leaving behind only a black afterimage that flashed in the moonlight.
Soon, the man in black robe arrived outside the manor.
He stopped and stared at the seemingly peaceful manor in front of him.
There was a faint halo surrounding the manor, like a mysterious veil covering it.
The halo was vague and revealed a strange aura. It was obvious that some powerful restriction had been set up here.
The man in black robe hesitated for a moment, then set foot on the path leading to the interior of the manor.
When he passed through the halo and entered the manor, he ran straight to one of the rooms without stopping.
This house is located in a corner of the manor and seems a bit remote.
The man in black robe gently pushed open the door, and the scene inside the room immediately came into view.
There was a group of unconscious villagers lying on the ground. They were pale and breathing weakly, as if they were in a deep sleep.
The man in black robe slowly approached the villagers, with a barely perceptible hint of hesitation in his eyes.
However, this hesitation lasted only a moment and was quickly replaced by determination.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then began to implement the plan he had already made in his mind.
I saw him closing his eyes slightly, moving his lips slightly, and muttering to himself, as if he was chanting some mysterious and ancient spell.
At the same time, the exquisite white porcelain bottle held tightly in his hand began to shake slightly.
As the bottle was shaken, a stream of ink-black air slowly seeped out from the mouth of the bottle.
This black airflow was like a nimble black snake, winding and swimming in the air, flying straight towards the villagers not far away.
What is amazing is that when this black airflow approached the villagers, it automatically split into independent tiny individuals.
These small black particles quickly gathered together, and in the blink of an eye they transformed into creatures of various shapes, like small black ghosts.
They pounced towards the eyebrows of each villager at an extremely fast speed and penetrated into their minds without any hindrance.
However, suddenly a dazzling golden light flashed!
This golden light was like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, instantly illuminating the entire space.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the amulet worn by the leading old man had exerted magical effects.
At this moment, the small amulet was emitting a brilliant light, forming a solid golden shield that tightly protected the old man and successfully resisted the invasion of the black airflow.
Seeing this, the black-robed man showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, but then snorted coldly.
He quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted the spell even faster. More black airflow surged out of the porcelain bottle and swept towards the other villagers.
The villagers who were not protected by amulets suddenly looked painful and their bodies began to tremble violently.
The golden shield on the old man's body could no longer withstand the attack of so many black air currents and slowly melted away.
Soon, black air was lingering between everyone's eyebrows, and the man in black robe also stopped supplying the black airflow.
The invaded villagers collapsed to the ground, their lives or deaths unknown, leaving only the amulet which continued to emit a faint light.
The man in black robe stopped what he was doing and slowly walked out of the house. His eyes swept coldly over the burly men around him, and then he gave orders in a majestic voice.
"Throw all these ungrateful villagers out of the manor!"
"Stay away from the manor."
After receiving the order, the group of strong men rushed towards the helpless villagers, grabbed them mercilessly like chickens, dragged them towards the manor gate, and threw them into the woods.
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The next morning, sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves into a quiet forest.
The abandoned villagers gradually woke up from their coma. They looked around in confusion, completely unable to remember why they were in this strange forest.
Everyone looked confused and tried hard to recall what had happened before, but there were only vague fragments and blanks in their minds.
Only the old man with wrinkles on his face seemed to still have some scattered fragments of memory.
However, these memories were fragmentary, making it impossible for him to piece together a complete picture.
After returning to the village, people did not say a word about this bizarre experience and soon returned to their previous peaceful lives.
No one had any doubts about the so-called "pregnancy-enhancing beads", as if they had always existed as a matter of course.
As time went by, the "pregnancy beads" gradually became a unique custom in this village. On certain days, every household would send their pregnant women away, praying for many children and prosperity for the family.
In this way, year after year, this custom continues in the village, and no one has ever questioned the truth behind it.
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Gu Yanchuan's father slowly closed the tattered notebook, as if every movement was carrying a heavy burden.
His face, which had originally been rosy, had now become bloodless, like a pale piece of paper. Even his lips had lost their former redness and were trembling slightly.
He stared at the cover of the notebook with wide eyes, his heart filled with confusion and fear.
The shocking words he had just seen and the line-by-line records of the "transaction" kept echoing in his mind. However, he couldn't believe that all this actually happened.
He shook his head subconsciously and muttered to himself: "No, this is impossible... How could such a thing happen in the world?"
However, no matter how he denied it, the facts before him could not be changed.
This secret was like a bottomless chasm to him. Once he crossed it, endless darkness would be waiting for him.
He once tried to convince himself that all this had never happened, burying it deep in the deepest part of his heart, letting time slowly erase the memory.