Merging into One

"Ah!~"

"Spare me! Ancestors, spare me!"

"Ah!!"

In the latter half of the night, shrill screams accompanied by corpse roars jolted everyone in the camp awake.

"What happened?!" Zhang Liang was the first to rush out.

Close behind him, all the Zhang Family members left behind at the camp poured out as well, staring somewhat nervously toward Grave Mountain.

There was bound to be no answer to such a question, so Zhang Liang hurriedly said, "Quick, go get Uncle Yuan!"

Two younger relatives answered and hurried toward the thatched hut, only to return with the news that Zhang Yuan was not in his room.

Zhang Liang felt as though five thunderbolts had struck the top of his head. Thinking back, those screams from earlier had sounded vaguely familiar.

"Something happened to Uncle Yuan!" Zhang Liang was not the only one to realize it; someone else cried out in alarm as well.

"Quick, invite Hua An out!" Zhang Liang completely panicked.

Before long, Qin He and his group of people and beasts arrived in the courtyard and listened as Zhang Liang and the others spoke over one another.

Wang Tie Zhu glanced at Qin He, who was yawning, then stepped forward and said, "Fortune and misfortune are hard to predict; the Heavenly Dao is ever-changing. Let me make a calculation."

With that, he held out his fingers and made a show of pinching them a few times. His expression suddenly changed. "Not good. Tonight, the moonlight is rainbow-hazed. Your Uncle Yuan may suffer a bloody calamity!"

"Moonlight?"

Zhang Liang instinctively glanced at the pitch-black night sky, stunned. He had no idea how this hunchback had somehow dragged moonlight into his finger-counting divination.

"That is not the point. The point is the bloody calamity," Wang Tie Zhu hurriedly corrected.

"Uh... please enlighten