Chapter 125: Wrapping Up Hundred Fox Village
Meng Xi unconsciously raised her hand to touch her own face: “Why is my face…”
With this touch, what she felt was not the smoothness from before, but rough pores; upon closer touch, she even felt a few fine lines.
Meng Xi’s heart sank, and she panickedly turned around and ran inside, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to take out the small mirror she carried with her.
The mirror soon reflected her current appearance—sallow, dull skin, coarse pores, fine lines at the corners of her eyes, turbid eyes that were no longer bright, looking like she had aged more than ten years!
Her originally slender limbs had also become much thicker, like… her figure before she met the Fox Great Immortal.
Meng Xi: “!!!”
“Ah—!” Meng Xi screamed, the mirror in her hand dropping to the ground with a clatter, instantly shattering into pieces.
Meng Xi covered her face with both hands, her pupils dilated, her expression extremely terrified: “My face, my face…”
What exactly was going on? Why had her face become like this?!
Where was the Fox Great Immortal? She had to find the Fox Great Immortal!!
Meng Xi could no longer hold it together; covering her face, she suddenly shoved aside the staff standing at the doorway and stumbled out in search of Meng Juanjuan’s trace.
Just then, she ran into Meng Juanjuan, who had been brought back from the riverside by the staff.
“Juan Juan!” Meng Xi lunged straight to Meng Juanjuan’s side, pushing away the staff supporting her, grabbing her shoulders tightly with both hands, and hysterically shouting in terror: “Where is the Fox Great Immortal?! Where did you put the Fox Great Immortal?!”
Meng Juanjuan’s face was pale, her lips bloodless as she looked at her, opening her mouth: “Auntie, I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
She still hadn’t figured it out—even though she had just taken a nap, when she woke up she was at the riverside and nearly got involved in Jiang Xinxin’s smear against Nan Yuanman.
She had finally made it back, but before she could complain to Meng Xi about her grievance, she was grabbed by the shoulders and questioned.
She couldn’t even understand this questioning—what Fox Great Immortal?
“Don’t pretend with me! Where did you put the Fox Great Immortal! Give Him back to me! Give Him back!” Meng Xi was nearly mad, shaking Meng Juanjuan forcefully.
Her hysterical appearance terrified Meng Juanjuan, who couldn’t help but cast a pleading look toward the staff.
The staff couldn’t stand by and immediately stepped forward to shield Meng Juanjuan from her: “Miss Meng, this is China now; we don’t engage in feudal superstition, and besides, what Fox Great Immortal are you talking about? She’s just a little child of seven or eight years old—how would she understand such things?”
The presence of outsiders allowed Meng Xi to barely regain her reason; her fingers spasming, she forced a smile on her face: “Yes, yes, I was too anxious. Juan Juan, come back with me first.”
With that, she yanked Meng Juanjuan’s arm forcefully, ignoring her resistance, and dragged her quickly back to the room.
The staff frowned tightly, feeling that Meng Xi’s mental state was not normal; after hesitating, they followed, standing guard outside the room door to stop her immediately if she hurt the child.
The room was initially silent; after about ten minutes, a huge noise came from inside.
The staff hurriedly pushed the door open and jumped in shock at the scene inside.
Meng Xi, with a mad expression, was strangling Meng Juanjuan’s neck, pinning her to the ground, holding a knife in her hand about to stab toward her heart: “You must have hidden the Fox Great Immortal; as long as I kill you, the Fox Great Immortal can come back to me.”
The staff shouted loudly at once: “Come quick! Meng Xi is killing someone!!”
Feng Langqing and Nan Yuanman in the room heard the shout and both ran out.
Nan Yuanman’s speed was even faster than Feng Langqing’s; her short legs paddled furiously, and she quickly ran into Meng Xi’s room.
Feng Langqing’s vision went black: “Perfection!” How did this little kid run so fast!
At that moment, Meng Xi was swinging the knife wildly; the staff was shielding the trembling Meng Juanjuan in their arms, with a knife wound on their arm.
“Get lost! Get lost! You dare stop me from summoning back the Fox Great Immortal! Once I summon the Fox Great Immortal back, I’ll have Him kill you all! Kill you all hahahaha!” Meng Xi roared with a ferocious face.
Nan Yuanman stared at her, a look of realization on her face—turns out this sister was the “believer” the Fox Great Immortal had found to help do bad deeds; no wonder she had smelled incense when she was with the film crew before.
She tilted her head: “Sister, the Fox Great Immortal is dead; He can’t come back.”
“As for you, you helped the Fox Great Immortal do bad deeds, and now you’re suffering backlash; from now on, you need to do more good deeds, or you’ll be very unlucky!”
Meng Xi’s pupils shrank sharply, incredulously shouting back at her: “Impossible! The Fox Great Immortal can’t possibly be dead! You bitch, don’t talk nonsense!”
That was an immortal! How could an immortal possibly die!
Feng Langqing, who had followed in closely, shielded Nan Yuanman behind him, vigilantly watching the near-collapse, drastically changed Meng Xi.
Nan Yuanman rummaged in her small shoulder bag, pulling out a stone statue and holding it up for Meng Xi to see: “See, sister, He has already dissipated; the stone statue has no life in it anymore!”
The moment she took out the stone statue, Meng Xi recognized it at a glance as the one she had taken from that rundown Taoist temple, and indeed, she no longer sensed the Fox Great Immortal’s aura from it.
Meng Xi’s head buzzed, unable to accept it as she screamed: “Aaaaaaah!! It’s all your fault! I’ll kill you!”
She swung the fruit knife wildly toward Nan Yuanman; Feng Langqing didn’t give her a chance to get close, sweeping her long leg to kick the fruit knife flying from her hand, then swiftly stepping forward with a capture hold, pinning her down.
With a cold expression, he ordered the staff who had run in upon hearing the noise: “Call the police!”
Director Ge, who had hurried over, saw his vision go black.
This variety show really couldn’t be recorded anymore!!-
Star Bringing Baby Diary became the variety show with the shortest recording time, stopping after less than two days of recording, without even revealing the theme, announcing that the Program Group had an accident and suspending recording.
The internet was in an uproar with speculation, but the Program Group was dead silent, not daring to make a peep.
Did they dare to make a peep?
None of the things that happened in the group these two days could be released as an excuse!
Feng Langqing called the police and sent the knife-wielding Meng Xi to the police station; Jiang Xinxin saw the police and thought they were coming for her, crying and clinging to Jiang Chuyun to run away quickly.
Jiang Chuyun couldn’t refuse her and feared she might have an accident from crying too much, so he told Director Ge and took Jiang Xinxin to leave the group first.
Nan Yuanman didn’t rush to leave; she took Feng Langqing to dig up the big pit where the Village Ancestral Hall originally was, and just as Feng Langqing was nearly smoked to death by the stench of garbage, they finally dug out the fox corpses that had been killed before and suppressed under the Village Ancestral Hall.
Fortunately Nan Yuanman came in time; these fox corpses had always been suppressed in a filthy place with immense grievance, and people kept throwing abused small animals into the pit, so some fox corpses had already begun corpse transformation.
Given time, they would definitely turn into corpse ghosts! By then, no villager in Hundred Fox Village would survive!
Feng Langqing, drenched in sweat, sat at the pit’s edge; at his side, Nan Yuanman was huffing and puffing as she threw talismans into the pit.
Nan Yuanman pinched her little fleshy fingers to chant incantations, mumbling an incantation under her breath, then pointed with two fingers together: “Burn!”
The talismans in the pit burst into flames with a whoosh, soon burning the fox corpses they had dug up completely.
Whether it was an illusion or Feng Langqing had gotten used to the stench here, he felt that the smell emanating from the garbage heap seemed to have lightened quite a bit.
“All done, brother, let’s go!” Nan Yuanman clapped her hands and proactively took Feng Langqing’s hand, hopping back.
Feng Langqing looked back: “That’s it?”
“Mm-hmm.” Nan Yuanman nodded: “Once the fox corpses are burned up, the fire will go out on its own.”
“Alright, let’s head back quick; I can’t stand this stench on me anymore.” Feng Langqing shouldered the hoe, holding Nan Yuanman’s hand, and said leisurely.
Neither of them noticed that on a tree quite a distance away, a person dressed in black clothes with a hat made of woven grass was sitting on a branch.
He raised his camera and snapped this scene.
