"Y-you!"
Yao Wen stared dumbfounded at the scene. Before he could do anything else, he saw the white figure reach out and take the wooden carving off the deer's head.
"Stop!"
Yao Wen's eyes nearly burst with rage, as though he had just watched someone defile his wife.
He raked both hands across his chest, leaving ten bloody scratches.
Blood flowed from the wounds.
"I offer my body to the Medicine God! Please, Medicine God, show me mercy!"
His furious shout startled a flock of birds from the distant woods.
But that was all. Nothing else happened.
Looking at his blood-soaked clothes and sensing his connection to the Medicine God fading from his consciousness, Yao Wen was utterly bewildered.
"Why? Why is this happening?"
"Medicine God, why have you abandoned me!"
In his daze, Yao Wen saw Chen Miao retract his blood-red hair, shed his white fur, and return to his original form.
He tossed the Medicine God's Deer-Head Wooden Carving to the ground.
The once-mystical carving had lost most of its luster and now resembled a piece of rotten wood.
"Impossible. This is impossible..."
Yao Wen slumped to the ground, staring at the carving, which no longer showed the slightest trace of supernatural power. His voice grew quieter and quieter.
At that moment, Yao Wen felt as though his head weighed a thousand jin.
He wanted to lift his head to look at Chen Miao, who was walking toward him, but he could not raise it no matter how hard he tried.
His eyelids were just as heavy.
Is he really human, or...
That thought surfaced in Yao Wen's mind in the final instant before darkness swallowed him.
Chen Miao looked at the lifeless Yao Wen, but there was no smile on his face.
His gaze swept over