Chapter 276: Dark Magic
Within the Netherworld, Lu Heng was unaware of the ghost cultivators' concerns.
At this moment, he had already returned to the underwater of the Pang River and left the underground cavity with Gu Zhou the River God, entering the River God's underwater palace.
Inside the underwater palace, pavilions, towers, and houses were arranged in an orderly manner. Although they were not separated from the water flowing and the fish swimming around, even ordinary mortals could breathe and move freely here.
This is the benefit of the River God's power.
In comparison, the Mermaids who also built cities underwater, don't have such means.
Lu Heng and Gu Zhou chatted and laughed all the way and arrived at the side hall where Xiao Ai and her companions were located.
However, the only one still in the side hall was Xiao Ai.
When Lu Heng arrived, Xiao Ai was chatting with several chefs of the River God's underwater palace, as if exchanging culinary skills and cooking techniques.
However, the figures of Gu Yan and Shen Wuyou were nowhere to be seen.
Lu Heng seemed surprised and asked, "Xiao Ai, where did Wuyou go? Have they gone somewhere to play?"
Upon hearing Lu Heng's voice, Xiao Ai quickly got up and said, "To The Wolf God, Gu Yan went out to play by himself after he ate, saying that he wanted to get used to the new home."
"As for Wuyou... um..."
Xiao Ai hesitated for a moment before saying, "Wuyou drank a sip of aged wine out of curiosity, got drunk and is now resting in the guest room."
Lu Heng was stunned and found it somewhat amusing.
"Got drunk? He only took a sip and got drunk... this kid, he can't handle his liquor and yet he still tries to act tough? Take me to see him."
Upon Lu Heng's instructions, the maid beside him quickly stepped forward and led the way. Xiao Ai didn't talk to the chefs and followed suit.
After leaving the side hall, Xiao Ai hesitated to speak.
Lu Heng sensed that the little girl had something on her mind, so he spoke up through their soul connection and asked, "Is there something on your mind?"
There was a certain special connection between Lu Heng and Xiao Ai that allowed them to communicate mentally, which was even more discreet and convenient than sound transmission.
However, Xiao Ai respected Lu Heng greatly and was always too hesitant to disturb him.
Now that Lu Heng took the initiative to speak, Xiao Ai felt more emboldened to talk.
"The Wolf God, just now during the banquet, Xiao Ai noticed something strange that had to do with Wuyou."
Then, Xiao Ai recounted the words spoken by the young boy Wuyou to Lu Heng.
After listening to it, Lu Heng was also slightly surprised.
"Wuyou's mother told them that Gu Zhou in the Pang River was a fierce monster that caused havoc in the area. She forbade the siblings from getting close to the Pang River."
Well, this is intriguing.
It's been over three hundred years since Gu Zhou caused a ruckus in the Pang River, and that's old news by now.
Wuyou's mother cautioned the siblings about such matters... Is it because their mother was uninformed for too long? Or is it because Wuyou's mother had a grudge against Madam River God?
After taking a quick glance at Gu Zhou beside him, Lu Heng recalled their journey so far and realized that Gu Zhou hadn't shown any particular reaction towards the little boy named Shen Wuyou.
Even when Lu Heng mentioned that the little boy and his mother had lived near the Luwu Mountain at the estuary of the Pang River, Gu Zhou remained calm and collected, suggesting that she had no grudges.
So why did Wuyou's mother, the woman who shares a name with Sister Yuanjun, say that Gu Zhou of the Pang River was a vicious demon?
Lu Heng's curiosity was piqued once again.
He planned to ask the little boy and find out what was going on.
Led by the maid, Lu Heng, Xiao Ai, and Gu Zhou all arrived at the guest room where Shen Wuyou was resting.
It was called a guest room, but it looked more like a magnificent palace under the water.
Little boy Shen Wuyou was now lying on a luxurious bed in the center of the palace, the curtains were hanging low and he was sound asleep, snoring loudly.
It seems that the wine from that river is truly powerful.
Lu Heng walked to the bed and looked at the little boy, whose face was flushed from drunkenness, with a smile.
"Wuyou, wake up,"
Lu Heng's calling was imbued with the power to awaken and restore clarity.
With one call, not only could it awaken a drunken person, but also revive someone dying in a coma.
However, the bizarre situation suddenly arose at this moment.
After Lu Heng's all-awakening call that could revive even people dying in a coma, the little boy on the big bed still continued to snore and didn't wake up.
With such a situation, not only was Lu Heng shocked, but Gu Zhou on the side also sensed that something was amiss.
Without hesitation, Lu Heng reached out and grabbed the little boy's wrist, letting the threads of Heavenly Thunder flow through his body.
Everything is normal...
Everything is normal inside the little boy's body.
However, his soul is ethereal and almost impossible to sense.
This eerie situation furrowed Lu Heng's brow.
"Is he under a spell?"
Vaguely, Lu Heng sensed that the boy's soul seemed to be entangled by something, caught between reality and illusion.
It was precisely that force which held the boy's soul captive, rendering Lu Heng unable to awaken it.
Moreover, upon closer inspection, one would notice that although the boy was snoring loudly, as though in deep sleep, his back was drenched in cold sweat and his brow was slightly furrowed.
It seems he is having an extremely terrifying nightmare...
Pitch black...
Endless pitch black...
In a world of endless pitch black, desolate and dismal.
The little boy walked aimlessly and fearfully in the darkness, shouting loudly.
"Daddy! Daddy, where are you?"
"Sister Xiao Ai! Sister Xiao Ai, are you there? How did we end up in this place?"
"Where is this place? Why is there nothing... Sister Xiao Ai! Daddy!"
In the dark world, the little boy shouted in terror and fear, repeatedly calling out.
However, in the eerie pitch-black world, no one responded to him.
He ran forward desperately and as he ran, he suddenly saw a familiar building.
In front of the Wolf God Temple, which is built purely from wood, stands a stone stele with two strong and powerful characters inscribed on it - Tao Scripture.
And behind the Wolf God Temple, there was the house where he used to live.
A white-haired monkey was sweeping in front of the Wolf God Temple with a broom in its hand.
Seeing the familiar figure, the little boy was overjoyed and ran over calling out.
"Big brother Sun Yan! Big brother Sun Yan! Is my father in the mountain? How did I end up in Hanyu Mountain?"
The little boy shouted loudly.
However, no matter how much he shouted, the white monkey with its back turned, constantly sweeping the ground, never turned around, as if it had never heard him speak.
Seeing this scene, the little boy's running footsteps slowly came to a halt.
He looked from afar at the white monkey sweeping in front of the Wolf God Temple and was both shocked and afraid.
But having run for so long in this pitch-black world and seeing only this familiar figure, the little boy couldn't help but shout again.
"Brother Sun Yan! It's me, Shen Wuyou! Have you forgotten about me?"
And this time, the little boy's loud shout still didn't get a response.
The white monkey in front of the Wolf God Temple just bowed its head and silently swept the ground without saying a word.
But at this moment, the door of the Wolf God Temple was pushed open and a man in white walked out, saying to the white monkey at the front door.
"Sun Yan, please go fetch some water from down the mountain. The water in the pond is not enough."
The man in white had a kind smile and a distinguished temperament, and he was none other than the little boy's father.
The Wolf God of Hanyu Mountain, Lu Heng.
