Chapter 10, The Head of the Family

After two days, Wen Leyang finally forgot that he was the master of the workshop. As for the others, it seemed they had completely forgotten about it. As summer came to an end, the nights grew darker earlier. Not long ago, there was still twilight in the sky at eight o'clock in the evening, but now, shortly after seven, the mountains had completely plunged into darkness.

Wen Shulin adjusted his shoulders and said: "It is not that we do not care, but that we are unable to manage; we are all ordinary people"

The other people in the neighborhood, however, showed no signs of movement, each remaining in their own houses, with not even a single head peeking out.

A roar, deeper and more muffled than the autumn thunder by countless times, erupted from afar, instantly suppressing the roars of all the beasts. The myriad of elegant trees in the mountains swayed along with the thunderous roar, and the rustling sound of leaves resonated throughout the sky

I am only responsible for cleaning the house

Wen Leyang took a deep breath, striving to calm himself, and shouted loudly: "Everyone come out! Fourth Grandpa has said that in his absence, I am in charge of matters in the village."

Wen Leyang watched the people disperse and could only advise, "Turn off all the lights..." Suddenly, everything went dark before his eyes, as a thick cloud floated in from nowhere, transforming the originally clear starry night into an impenetrable darkness.

Wen Leyang was taken aback. Wen Bucao and Miao Bujiao share the same ancestry and lineage, both being formidable families that have stood strong for two thousand years. If it truly is that group of Qingmiao, regardless of whether it is the Fourth Grandfather, the Death Character, or the Wen family, they are indeed facing a formidable adversary this time.

The people in the forest do not need him to manage anything; the walking corpses continue to be walking corpses, and the flesh-and-blood continue to be flesh-and-blood

Everyone's gaze and fingers pointed in unison at Wen Leyang: "You go!"

Wen Leyang reached out and handed her a carrot: "Take a couple of bites, and it won't be bitter anymore"

Wen Leyang had just finished dinner, letting out a satisfied burp as he pulled out a carrot, comfortably leaning back in the bamboo chair and about to start munching. Suddenly, the two men beside him, raised by wild beasts, jumped up simultaneously

Wen Leyang recounted the situation in the room to her, not concealing anything about the red jade box. In conclusion, he added: "I don't know if they are from our dead-letter department, but I think those heads must be heavy; otherwise, two people wouldn't be needed to carry them. If you don't want to take any more pills, just stay away from the main house. Fourth Uncle hasn't instructed what to do with those corpses, and I can't dispose of them... What are you thinking? If you don't want to eat it, give it to me." Saying this, he took the half carrot from the little girl's hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wen Xiaoyi appeared completely unconcerned, and seeing his nervous expression, she chuckled, "Wen Leyang, don't be afraid. In both Hongye Forest and the mountains, there are traps set up by Grandpa himself. Anyone who dares to come to Jiuding Mountain to cause trouble and disrupt the books is simply seeking death"

Others then gradually exited the room, staring at him with blank expressions, their faces devoid of any emotion. Not to mention that they were currently experiencing the situation firsthand; even while watching a movie, one would expect them to at least open their mouths and squint their eyes to match the atmosphere.

... ...

Wen Xiaoyi also put down his chopsticks, looking at the two with a face full of surprise: "Old Wolf, Ah Yuan, quickly sit down and eat!"

The chaotic howls of beasts and the cawing of crows came from all directions, causing the nearby mountains to become a scene of confusion in an instant. Something has startled all the birds and beasts in the forest!

The other individuals also began to speak up

Wen Leyang shook his head with a bitter smile; these matters were beyond his control at the moment, purely a case of idle worry. He decided to stop thinking about it and took a stroll around the Red Leaf Forest, trying to adapt to the feeling of being a master of life and death. Aside from Wen Xiaoyi following him closely, no one else paid him any attention. In the end, the young man awkwardly returned to the life workshop and innocently went back to his studies.

Xiao Yi, stay inside the house and do not come out!" Wen Leyang left behind a sentence and then dashed out, closely following the two people.

Regardless of age

Immediately, a faint green light slowly illuminated, drifting leisurely in the sky, approaching the red-leafed forest from the due south direction at a steady pace

The two individuals completely ignored the little girl, while the old wolf of the library kept twitching its nose, repeatedly drawing air into its nostrils and sniffing carefully; Ah Yuan's grayish eyes had already narrowed deeply, transforming into a bright, sharp line, vigilantly observing the surroundings

Wen Leyang was infuriated, glaring intensely at the group of people in front of him who had "Not My Concern" written on their foreheads: "Fourth Grandfather is not here, and the Birth, Aging, Illness, and Death Square is a crucial place for the Wen family. We absolutely cannot allow an outsider to infiltrate. Although there are deadly restrictions set by him at the edge of the forest, still..."

Wen Xiaoyi did not listen to his ramblings at all; instead, she furrowed her delicate brows and pondered for a moment: "These people have fallen under a witch's spell, known as 'Qingtou Gua.' Those afflicted by witchcraft will have their bodies drained, leaving only their heads, with hair falling out and the scalp turning a shade of green. However, the entire body becomes extraordinarily heavy, with just the head weighing several hundred pounds! This is the witchcraft of Qiniang Mountain"

Wen Leyang was startled, holding up a carrot: "Do you all want some?"

Wen Xiaoyi, in high spirits, put the carrot into his mouth. As he bit down with his neat, white teeth, a crisp sound echoed: "What was that taste just now? It was terribly stinky! What on earth happened to alarm Grandpa?"

Moments later, two individuals raised by wild beasts let out a piercing howl simultaneously, springing forth from the house like fierce leopards.

I heard it! Wen Xiaoyi is very accommodating, and the support is quite enthusiastic.

In a pair of clear and bright eyes, infinite gossip sparkles; woman, your name is Gossip

Wen Leyang let out a soft exclamation, quickly applying a touch of green medicinal powder beneath Xiao Yi's nose with his slightly bent fingers. He then took out a detoxification pill from his pocket and placed it in the little girl's mouth. This pill is a family heirloom of the Wen family, capable of neutralizing all poisons. It was previously known as the Baixiao Pill, but in recent years, this name has fallen out of use.

The little girl felt a refreshing chill piercing through her heart and lungs from her nose, and she suddenly shivered. The dizziness and nausea from a moment ago vanished without a trace, and she raised her small face, looking at Wen Leyang with eyes full of admiration: "That pill of yours tasted terrible!"

This old man is named Wen Shulin, a senior figure in a time-honored establishment. He spends his days dealing with corpses, and if he were to lie down by the roadside, a kind-hearted person would surely bury him.

He had not finished speaking when an old man from a time-honored brand trembled and said, "I only look at corpses during the day and sleep at night"

Wen Leyang did not waste any words and got straight to the point: "The situation is quite unusual. Everyone, please accompany me to patrol the forest to prevent the enemy..."

Wen Xiaoyi tugged at his clothes from behind: "They are just like me, unable to wield poison techniques or martial arts; only those with the death mark in the workshop possess such skills"

Wen Leyang苦笑着把小女孩挡在身后："This is not an enemy invasion; this is the妖怪巡山 from www.hetushu.com"

I am only responsible for organizing the books

Wen Xiaoyi was also disobedient, following them out of the house. Hearing the chaotic sounds around, her small face turned pale with fear as she tightly grasped Wen Leyang's arm: "Are there enemies?"

Wen Leyang was taken aback: "What if the enemy comes in?"

Two fierce-looking beasts, running swiftly, burst out of the house like arrows released from a bow. Their tattered clothes fluttered through the air, and in the blink of an eye, the ape climbed up to the tree where it usually roosted, hiding among the branches and daring not to move. The old wolf, on the other hand, burrowed into its small den, burying its head in thick hay, leaving only its rear exposed. Wen Leyang had blood in his mouth, unsure of whom to spit it at.

The foul stench emanating from the bizarre corpses in the room is unbearable for ordinary people. Just now, when the door was opened and closed, some noxious gas leaked out. Wen Leyang and the deceased were naturally unaffected, but Wen Xiaoyi, who had never been exposed to medicinal liquor nor practiced any poison techniques since childhood, could barely tolerate the slight whiff she caught. Fortunately, she was not deeply poisoned.

Regarding the matters of life, aging, illness, and death, without the instructions from the Fourth Elder, he usually does not inquire about anything. After all, sooner or later, everyone will come to know everything in the future, and he is not in a hurry. Naturally, Xiao Yi does not dare to take the initiative to speak to him. However, he did not expect that these old fellows, whom he thought possessed extraordinary skills, were all ordinary people.

I am only responsible for copying the recipe