Chen Mu stared solemnly at the five Little Paper Men.
"Was that thing dangerous?"
The five Little Paper Men all shook their heads.
"Will it appear again?"
The Little Paper Men continued shaking their heads.
"What else can you do besides shake your heads?!"
The Little Paper Men kept shaking their heads.
Damn it!
That thing had scared him stupid just now.
The Five Ghosts Paper Figures possessed only a trace of intelligence, like ignorant children. There was no way to communicate with them.
Chen Mu looked at his still-icy right hand.
"What exactly was that thing?"
"Was there one of it, or a whole group?"
"Did it cause the Yellow Sprout Rice to wither?"
In the year since he had come to Jilong Mountain, he had never seen that Serpentine White Smoke with a human face. Now that Withered Disease had spread across the mountain, that thing had appeared at just the right time. Chen Mu could not help wondering whether the two were connected.
And that thing had vanished far too strangely.
It had not turned invisible, nor had it flown away at high speed. It had simply disappeared into thin air.
"Some kind of Void Evasion Technique? Realm Breaking Teleportation?"
"What if it suddenly appeared behind me and took a bite out of my head..."
Chen Mu felt deeply unsettled.
He tossed and turned in bed all night, terrified that the thing would suddenly reappear.
Only after the sun rose, mist steamed through the mountains, and signs of life appeared below the mountain did he finally let out a breath and gradually calm down.
Around noon, Song Wuji and Mo Wuzhou came to Chaoyang Mountain's Spirit Fields again.
Standing on the second floor, Chen Mu watched from afar as the two tried several methods of testing,