Chapter 262: Why, Mom?
Nan Yuanman saw their speechless expressions and chuckled: “Since you know this formation so well, you should have a way to break it, right?”
“We can just break the formation before it’s fully set up, can’t we?”
Zhong Xueliu didn’t speak.
Nan Yichen didn’t speak either.
The two quietly watched Nan Yuanman.
A question mark slowly rose above Nan Yuanman’s fluffy little head. She realized something and exclaimed in disbelief: “Don’t tell me you don’t have a way to break it.”
The two nodded heavily in unison.
Zhong Xueliu: “Onmyoji in R Country are extremely rare. As far as I know, there are only ten Onmyoji in the entire country, each with strength surpassing that of a Heavenly Master. They have an agreement with China: they cannot actively attack within China’s borders, or it will be considered provocation, and China has the right to strike back.”
“So we rarely encounter Onmyoji normally; most are captured shrine maidens. This formation is the second time I’ve seen it, so…”
The younger generation like them really didn’t know how to break it.
Nan Yichen’s face showed some annoyance. He should have brought Tan Yufan back then.
Though that guy’s mouth was venomous, his research on formations was deeper than what they knew.
“The most tricky part is that this formation is alive. The person behind it set it up using living creatures, so we can’t eliminate the living creatures in a short time.”
So even if the patterns on the formation eye were destroyed, as long as a single red spider remained alive, the destroyed patterns could quickly repair.
Zhong Xueliu suddenly understood. No wonder when they entered Batang Village, the opponent first took away their souls.
It was to delay time.
After all, if she and Nan Yichen were awake, the trickery in these patterns would easily be spotted.
Setting up the formation wouldn’t be so easy.
“This is no longer something we can handle. Let’s seek help from headquarters,” Nan Yichen said.
“But even if they come, it won’t be in time.” Nan Yuanman looked at the uneven spider silk web of patterns, sighed deeply, found a flat stone, and plopped her buttocks down: “Forget it, I’ll do it. You adults are really too unreliable!”
She rummaged in her small shoulder bag: “Not this, not that either, uh… got it.”
Nan Yuanman pulled out a thick book from her small shoulder bag, its pages already yellowed.
Zhong Xueliu curiously leaned in for a look. The cover had several large characters: Compendium of Formations.
Zhong Xueliu: “?”
“You’re going to flip through the book now?”
“Yeah.” Nan Yuanman flipped through the Compendium of Formations extremely fast, almost one page per second, as if she were just flipping for fun rather than seriously searching.
Nan Yichen: “Can you even see the content like that?”
Nan Yuanman: “No need to read the content, just look at the patterns.”
While Nan Yuanman was seriously flipping through the book, Bai Wenyin, who was enthusiastically digging wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain, paused slightly. The scene before her suddenly distorted, and her expression became somewhat dazed.
A crisp child’s voice rang in her ear: “Bai Wenyin… I command you… kill her… kill Nan Yuanman…”
Bai Wenyin’s brain became unusually muddled, and a thought emerged in her mind—kill Nan Yuanman.
Kill… Nan Yuanman.
Bai Wenyin’s eyes gradually became vacant. She tightly gripped the wild vegetables in her hand and floated toward where Nan Yuanman was.
At the same time, in the woods on the back mountain of Batang Village, Jiang Zhen sensed the increasingly perfected grand formation, stretched lazily to loosen her limbs: “Finally, it’s almost done.”
“Let’s go. Come with me to enjoy that delightful carnival.”
Jiang Zhen crooked her finger slightly, and Jiang Hengzhi, Jiang Chuyun, and Jiang Lixuan, standing behind her like three door gods, slowly moved.
The three big men followed expressionlessly behind her, step by step toward Batang Village.
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Nan Yuanman flipped through for a long time but didn’t find any pictures of this formation in the formation book. Unconvinced, she continued flipping rapidly.
Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen guarded by her side. Neither was idle: one was bursting small spiders, the other was holding a mobile phone, sending a distress message to headquarters.
Strangely, her phone signal was clearly full bars, but the message wouldn’t send.
It was as if something had isolated them from the outside world.
Zhong Xueliu’s heart sank slightly. She looked at Nan Yuanman and typed to convert to voice: “Perfection, haven’t you found it yet?”
Nan Yuanman: “Almost, almost!”
When she flipped to the middle of the book, her finger paused slightly. She suddenly looked up behind her and immediately saw Bai Wenyin floating over unsteadily: “Huh? Weren’t you digging wild vegetables? Why are you back so soon?”
Bai Wenyin smiled gently as always: “I suddenly remembered there was something I hadn’t told you, so I came back to find you.”
Nan Yuanman: “What is it?”
“It’s just…” Bai Wenyin had already approached Nan Yuanman. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped forcefully toward her chest.
Nan Yuanman’s pupils shrank abruptly. Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen were shocked.
“Qua qua!”
“Moo moo!”
Unable to dodge, Nan Yuanman’s body flew out like a kite, crashing heavily to the ground.
Nan Yuanman struggled to get up from the ground, spat a mouthful of saliva on the ground, quickly tossed something into her mouth, blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth. She looked at Bai Wenyin in disbelief: “Why… Mom…”
Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen hurried to Nan Yuanman’s side, helped her up from the ground, and asked anxiously: “Qua qua qua?” (Are you okay?)
Nan Yuanman didn’t answer, staring intently at Bai Wenyin.
Bai Wenyin stood motionless, slowly withdrawing her palm without speaking. A particularly arrogant laugh suddenly rang out: “Hahaha! Why? You’re actually asking why? I thought you were so capable! Turns out you’re as stupid as an ordinary person!”
Bai Wenyin stepped slightly to the side, lowered her head obediently. Jiang Zhen slowly walked out with the three Jiang family men.
She stood beside Bai Wenyin, looking at Nan Yuanman with contempt: “Of course it’s because she’s not your mom at all!”
“She’s just a puppet I created. Only someone as stupid as you would believe she’s really your mother.”
Anger from being deceived appeared on Nan Yuanman’s face. She clutched her chest, staggered to her feet, and glared furiously at Jiang Zhen: “Jiang Xinxin! You! You’re just too evil!”
“What Jiang Xinxin? I’m Jiang Zhen, and I’m not that naive and stupid idiot.”
Jiang Zhen savored Nan Yuanman’s wretched state. Sensing her master injured, the depression blocked in her heart finally dissipated somewhat.
She curled her lips and pointed at Nan Yuanman: “Go, kill her for me.”
Bai Wenyin replied docilely: “Yes.”
She moved her foot as if to walk toward Nan Yuanman, but in the next second, she suddenly turned around and kicked fiercely at Jiang Zhen.
Jiang Zhen: “!!!”
