910 Change of the Spiri (1/2)
Fang Zhengzhi's body shook.
Nothing was scarier than witnessing the sudden opening of the eyes of a dead person.
Although he did not see how Zhang Yangping was killed with his own eyes, the hole of blood on Zhang Yangping's throat was extremely obvious.
Even a powerful individual of the Rebirth State would be severely injured after having their throat penetrated by a sword, what more for Zhang Yangping, an ordinary villager?
How could he still be alive?
A drop of cold sweat dripped from Fang Zhengzhi's forehead. He suddenly felt chills behind his back, as though there were pairs of eyes staring at him.
Then, an even more exaggerated scene took place in front of him.
After Zhang Yangping opened his eyes, he sat up quickly from the ground. Although there were blood stains on his throat, he smiled as though he was heartened.
”Zhengzhi, you are finally back?” Zhang Yangping's mouth opened and his voice was extremely clear, as though he was whispering right beside Fang Zhengzhi's ears.
”Ah…” Fang Zhengzhi did not believe in ghosts. However, the scene in front of him stunned him as he stepped back out of fear.
At this moment, he saw the villagers' shocked expressions as they continuously shouted beside his ears.
Wu Yuer too.
It was evident that Wu Yuer was very nervous. She shook him with one hand while uttering some words that he could not make out.
”What's wrong, Zhengzhi, I am Uncle Yangping. Zhengzhi… Your Dad and I miss you, we miss you a lot…” Zhang Yangping's voice sounded again.
Furthermore, as he spoke, Zhang Yangping started to crawl towards Fang Zhengzhi with his black eyes like the abyss of hell.
”Uncle Yangping…” Fang Zhengzhi's body shook again and felt the chills behind his back. Meanwhile, he took a glance at the surrounding villagers.
He could tell from the villagers' expressions that they were very concerned. However, what was strange was that none of them noticed that Zhang Yangping had woken up, or rather, nobody saw Zhang Yangping crawling towards him with his eyes opened.
”Zhengzhi, the evil demons came. They killed Li'er and was about to kill all of the villagers in the Northern Mountain Village. Zhengzhi, you have to take revenge for Li'er, they killed Li'er, my Li'er… No, wait a minute, you can't take revenge. The evil demons are too powerful, you definitely can't take revenge.” Zhang Yangping crawled to the front of Fang Zhengzhi, places one of his hand on Fang Zhengzhi's hand and talked to himself.
This time round, Fang Zhengzhi did not dodge.
That was because Zhang Yangping mentioned about the evil demons and his son Zhang Li, the current Deputy Captain of the Hunting Team of the Northern Mountain Village, the chap with a muscular built.
”Uncle Yangping!” Fang Zhengzhi's eyes welled up in tears as memories flashed past his mind. He remembered that he first met Zhang Yangping on the Cang Ling Mountain.
He was only seven years old then and had just joined the Hunting Team of the Southern Mountain Village. He was rivals with Zhang Yangping of the Northern Mountain Village and fought with each other for the animals in the region surrounding the Cang Ling Mountain.
However, their relationship turned out to be similar to that of a father and son.
Zhang Yangping had lent a helping hand to Fang Zhengzhi's family when they were struggling. He gave them a new living environment and supported everything he did. He had invested all the savings of the Northern Mountain Village on Fang Zhengzhi. The efforts he had put in to support Fang Zhengzhi was even more than what he did to his son Zhang Li.
”Zhengzhi, I'm glad that you are back. With your presence, the Northern Mountain Village will be safe and sound and the evil demons will not dare to invade us anymore. Uncle Yangping can finally leave in peace.” Zhang Yangping held Fang Zhengzhi's hands tight and gave him a look of admiration.
”Uncle Yangping, do you know…”
”Hmm, Uncle Yangping knows, of course I do. Yes, I am already dead, I can't drink and dine with you and Houde anymore.”
”Uncle Yangping…”
”Don't cry, Zhengzhi. You are the pride of our entire village. Without you, the Northern Mountain Village would not have prospered and we would have probably all starved to death a few years ago. You must stay strong and live on, stay strong and live on for the Northern Mountain Village!” At this point in time, Zhang Yangping looked into the sky before his body disappeared gradually as though he had ”dissolved” into thin air.
”Uncle Yangping, Uncle Yangping!!!” Fang Zhengzhi pounced forward and wanted to hold on to Zhang Yangping but to no avail.
Then, a wave of intense pain surged from his heart like floodwaters that flowed into his brain.
The world in front of him changed again. It was still black and white but it felt completely different like before, as though nothing had happened at all.
Zhang Yangping was still lying on the ground like before with his eyes closed and un-dried blood stains on his throat, as though he had not moved at all.
”Uncle Yangping!” Fang Zhengzhi shouted again.
”Zhengzhi, Zhengzhi, what's wrong with you?!”
”Zhengzhi, can you hear Auntie? Zhengzhi, don't scare Auntie!”
”Zheng'er… Zheng'er what's wrong with you?”
The villagers including Fang Houde and Wu Yuer were desperately yelling beside Fang Zhengzhi's ears. However, he could neither hear or feel them.
Moreover, the strangest thing was…
He saw another shadow on the bodies of the villagers, Fang Houde and Wu Yuer. It was constantly present and had intertwined with their bodies.
”What is happening? What's wrong with me?” Fang Zhengzhi's heart felt extremely heavy, as though there was a gigantic mountain rock pressing down on his chest that prevented him from breathing. He could feel his own breath but he could not hear the sound of it.
Not only was he unable to hear the sound of his breath, but he was also unable to hear anything, including the wind, footsteps, rustling of the grass…
All sounds disappeared.
The only thing left in the world was an intertwined black and white.
Following that, Fang Zhengzhi felt that his entire body had become light, as though he was slowly floating up to the sky of the Northern Mountain Village.
In the sky, he looked at the villagers beneath. Suddenly, he felt that the villagers were crying and their cries seemed to originate from their spirits.
Boom! A loud but neat sound was heard.
A row of figures appeared at the entrance of the Northern Mountain Village. The leader was a general with his whole body covered in a black cloak and riding on a beast that was covered in scales.
”Vice Domain Chief, they seemed to have discovered our whereabouts?”
”…”
”…”
”Little Radish will protect the village and will never allow these villains to hurt Uncle Fang and Auntie Qin, Little Radish is brave…”
”…”
The scenes kept changing as though the villagers' spirits were conveying the entire sequence of events to Fang Zhengzhi.