Early Curfew

Clang!

Clang!

The bronze bell rang.

It came from all directions, impossible to trace to any source, as though it had appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

The sound also rang within the hearts of every T-one District resident.

They first looked up, their nerves tightening as they pricked up their ears, confusion on their faces.

Then, slowly, terror appeared in their eyes, and their movements became hurried.

Liu Di watched it all clearly.

No matter how shocked everyone had been when he dug up a cartload of Mental Power Ginseng, or when the Ten-thousand-year Ginseng first appeared, they had already cast it all aside.

It was as if this great bell were an irresistible command.

Once it rang, no matter what one was doing or where one was, one had to hurry indoors and hide!

It was as though the world were about to turn a page.

Amid their haste, many residents cast farewell looks toward the Young Master Number Eight in their hearts before gathering their tools and hurrying down the mountain!

Liu Di found it increasingly interesting.

What exactly was lurking behind this curfew?

Screech!

White Robe Immortal Zhang Weiguo pedaled his tricycle loaded with ginseng and braked to a stop in front of Liu Di.

"Big Brother, let's hurry back and hide too!"

Liu Di nodded. Just as he was about to leap onto the top of the ginseng pile—

He suddenly realized that he might not be able to jump up there in his current state.

So Liu Di cleared himself a spot and sat on the edge of the cargo bed.

The tricycle started moving.

The scenery on both sides of the road slowly receded.

First came the shade of greenery beneath Ginseng Mountain, followed by the T-one District, where every