Chapter 6, Beggar A Wu

The sky gradually transformed from orange to dark red, and a faint mist began to rise among the mountains

Ke Yuequan emerged from the bushes and stood in a relatively bright and open area to avoid the swarm of mosquitoes

But what if Uncle Ghost comes back to find me

With one hand trembling, he held a small torch, his body dirty and disheveled, with unkempt hair and wearing tattered clothes of indiscernible color, barefoot, appearing to be a little beggar

Near the guard of the sword blade, there are two lines of small characters engraved. Due to the small size and the semi-cursive script, Ke Yuequan took a long time to discern the engraving, which reads: "Chang'e admires the elegance of Fan Ya, the jade toad illuminates the pure and simple."

Being bitten by such wild mosquitoes not only causes intense itching, but the resulting welts are also particularly large

and others

Soon the sun completely sank behind the mountains, and the sky quickly darkened

In such an environment filled with numerous obstacles, the power of the whip is difficult to exert

Ah Wu regarded the old beggar as his grandfather since childhood, and later the old beggar passed away while wandering.

The little beggar answered without hesitation

The ghost-faced scholar hurriedly used his other hand to push against the ground, changing his posture just in time to narrowly evade the whip.

It turns out he is an orphan, having been taken in by an old beggar when he was very young

This... um... how about I take you to the village ahead to spend the night

It turned out that when the little beggar passed by here, he suddenly heard a woman's crying coming from the bushes by the roadside

From the whip that the Mad Scholar used to evade danger to the charge into the woods, this series of actions was all meticulously calculated by the Mad Scholar.

The ghost-faced scholar did not turn back as he deftly caught the fan that flew back, and in an instant, he dashed into the woods

However, because the force exerted is applied first, the fan will fly forward. At the same time, due to a backward force restraining it, the speed will be slightly slower than that depicted in the illustration.

As they walked along, the two began to chat, at which point Ke Yuequan learned that the little beggar was named A Wu

Ke Yuequan was initially very pleased, thinking that the Ghost Face Mad Scholar had returned, but now he found that it was merely a little beggar. The immense disparity left Ke Yuequan momentarily stunned

In the grass, the intermittent chirping of insects can be heard, while a row of weary birds stands on the tree branches, returning to their nests

The whip lost its aim due to Ning Weiwei's evasion, merely tearing the clothing on the back of the wild scholar with a ghastly face.

The reason why the ghost-faced mad scholar rushed into the woods was that Ning Weihui's whip was too formidable, making it extremely difficult to escape once entangled.

As the ghost-faced scholar throws the fan and retracts his hand, he simultaneously pulls the fan back, resulting in the fan experiencing both the force of being thrown outward and the force of rotating back.

This young boy appears to be of a similar age to Ke Yuequan, panting heavily and sitting on the ground with a face full of fear and distress

The little beggar pondered for a moment and asked, "So, do you plan to continue waiting here? Or do you have other plans?"

The curious little beggar asked: "Waiting for someone? Did they leave you here and run away? Who are they?"

The little beggar was the first to react, shouting at Ke Yuequan: "Hey, girl, are you just idling around? Scaring me like a ghost in the middle of the night!"

Ning Wei regrets that the mad scholar actually threw his own weapon as a hidden weapon.

The little beggar pointed to a dark mountain ahead and said, "Just turn around that bend and you will see it."

When the ghost-faced mad scholar threw this fan, he simultaneously applied two different forces to it

This move is called "The Swallow Returns".

Although the fan was not particularly fast, Ning Weihui still struck out with a palm from a distance, simultaneously taking a slight step to the left. She was wary that the fan might have hidden mechanisms or concealed weapons that could catch one off guard

The little beggar, holding the flickering torch in his hand to bolster his courage, cautiously approached the source of the sound.

Ning Weihui twisted her right wrist, and the speed at which the whip wrapped around her immediately surpassed the rotation speed of the ghost-faced mad scholar, causing her legs, which were about to loosen, to be tightly ensnared by the whip again

It is inevitable that a story of such length told by a child may be somewhat disorganized and lack clarity in its main points

Before I could even call out the word "uncle," I was met with a loud "wow"!

Ke Yuequan looked at the sinking sun with a mix of anxiety and helplessness

Ke Yuequan, unable to think of a better solution, agreed to the suggestion of the little beggar and followed him.

At most, I will come back to take a look tomorrow

The little beggar scratched his head and said: "This... um... there are many wild beasts in this mountain, and it is very dangerous"

Because the thicket where Ke Yuequan was hiding earlier was shaded and dense with weeds, such places tend to attract mosquitoes. As soon as the light dims, swarms of mosquitoes will appear.

Ke Yuequan lowered his head and said: "I... I am waiting for someone, that person has not arrived yet, I do not know where they have gone."

Firstly, the trees in this forest are towering, with the weeds growing taller than a person

Ning Weihui found it difficult to strike the Ghost Face Mad Scholar in a short period, while the Ghost Face Mad Scholar was also unable to escape the pursuit of Ning Weihui's whip.

The first thing that Ke Yuequan thought of was the ghost-faced mad scholar, and he hurriedly stood up and exclaimed: "Ghost ... ... "

By the time Ning Weihui realized something was amiss, it was already too late

This old beggar's surname is Wu, so everyone calls the young beggar Ah Wu

It is quite late, so they probably won't come.

Blocked by Ning Weiwei, the Ghost Face Mad Scholar's strength was exhausted, and his body began to fall. Using one hand to push against the ground for leverage, the Ghost Face Mad Scholar suddenly spun around with great force, finally freeing his legs from the entanglement of the whip.

The desolate mountains silently swallowed every shout from Ke Yuequan, leaving not even an echo.

The ghost-faced scholar did not flinch or evade; turning around, he waved his hand and threw the unfolded fan like a concealed weapon towards Ning Weihui

Ke Yuequan anxiously called out "Uncle Ghost" without any particular purpose

When the force being exerted is completely consumed, the force acting in the opposite direction will take effect, causing the fan to fly back.

At that moment, although the little beggar was so frightened that his hands and feet went weak, his innate curiosity and boldness compelled him to follow the sound to see what was happening

Ke Yuequan lowered his head, clutching the hem of his clothes with both hands and said: "I... I don't know either, I am scared"

The more I cry, the more I feel sad and distressed, thus the more I cry.

The pattern carving flows gracefully, intricate and meticulous, clearly the work of a master artisan.

The little beggar was utterly terrified

Ke Yuequan looked up and asked nervously

Unexpectedly, a figure emerged from the weeds, and the little beggar suddenly felt a shadow appear before him, exclaiming loudly, "Ghost!"

As they talked, the two of them unknowingly walked to the other side of the mountain, where they could see, from a distance, the scattered orange lights in the darkness. Indeed, there was a village ahead!

Once again, such a complex environment allows the mischievous scholar to evade Ning Weihui's pursuit and quickly reunite with Ke Yuequan

Ke Yuequan rarely encounters someone, especially someone of a similar age to his own

Fearful of the ghostly visage, the mad scholar is determined to fight to the death, willing to endure a lash if necessary

The ghost-faced mad scholar had no time to stand and could only use his hands in place of his feet to execute the "Autumn Leaves in the Sad Wind" lightness technique, making a nimble turn to evade.

Ke Yuequan spoke without reservation, recounting in detail the events at the inn in Baimu Township, all the way to the departure of the eccentric scholar with a ghostly face

The little beggar stood up and patted his bottom, angrily saying: "If you are not trying to scare people on purpose, then what is the point of pretending to cry like a ghost at this moment?"

At this moment, Ke Yuequan finally realized and hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, hoarsely saying: "No, I, I didn't mean to."

At this moment, Ke Yuequan heard the rustling of the grass around him and faintly sensed a glow of fire, indicating that someone was approaching

The little beggar listened for a long time before he could grasp the general idea

The movements of the two individuals grew increasingly rapid, as Ning Weihui's whip danced like streaks of red lightning, while the ghostly figure of the mad scholar appeared as a blue specter flickering amidst the lightning

However, this little beggar often sleeps outdoors in the wilderness and has never encountered any ghosts or monsters, so he has never believed in such things

Ning Weihuai lifted and then lowered the whip in his hand; the whip, which was about to hit the ground, unexpectedly sprang back up, lunging at the ghostly-faced scholar like a venomous snake.

After careful consideration, the eccentric scholar seized the moment, pushed off with both palms, and executed a backflip. Just as his feet touched the ground, he could feel the fierce energy of a whip striking from behind.

At this moment, Ke Yuequan's previously restless emotions had temporarily dissipated, and the bored Ke Yuequan began to carefully examine the dagger.

Ning Weiwei did not expect that the ghostly-faced mad scholar had such a skill. It was too late to use the whip to bind him again, so she simply exerted her strength and lashed out with the whip.

The hilt of the dagger is intricately carved with auspicious symbols such as bats, the Ruyi, and clouds.

Throughout this journey, not a single soul was seen. Moreover, who would come to this desolate wilderness to cry after dark? At that moment, the little beggar was so frightened that he broke out in goosebumps

The loud shout startled him, interrupting the moment. It was only then that Ke Yuequan realized that in front of him was a little boy, not the ghostly-faced mad scholar.

This situation is indeed unfavorable for the Ghost Face Mad Scholar, as Ning Weihui can attack the Ghost Face Mad Scholar with just a simple movement, while the Ghost Face Mad Scholar must use both hands to maneuver his entire body to evade Ning Weihui's whip attacks

As the sun set, Ke Yuequan's unease resurfaced; the ghostly-faced mad scholar had not yet returned

Ke Yuequan was crying tiredly, sobbing softly there.

Under the same time conditions, the Ghost Face Mad Scholar consumes energy more rapidly, and the longer this situation drags on, the more unfavorable it becomes for the Ghost Face Mad Scholar

At this moment, Ke Yuequan noticed that the sun was beginning to set in the west, no wonder the mosquitoes had suddenly increased in number, for in the mountains, as dusk approaches, insects begin to stir.

Seeing this, the ghost-faced scholar quickly twisted his waist, and his entire body began to spin in the air, attempting to free himself from the whip wrapped around his leg

The little beggar was so frightened that he let out a loud cry and sat down on the ground.

The whip, unrepentant, coiled around the right leg of the ghostly-faced madman like a snake with a swift motion

After an unknown period of time, Ke Yuequan noticed that many wild mosquitoes had emerged around him

The sun is about to set, yet I have not seen the shadow of the Ghost Face Mad Scholar. I want to go find him, but I fear that if I leave, he will return, and then he won't be able to find me.

The blade of the dagger is as flat as a mirror and as smooth as ice, with a flowing cold light, suggesting that it is far from an ordinary piece of iron

The whip in Ning Weihui's hand seemed to come alive, as the Ghost Face Mad Scholar dodged one attack, only to be met with another relentless assault from Ning Weihui.

When Ning Weihuai struck with this palm, the force had not yet reached its target, and he discovered that the fan was actually flying back towards him

As for what it means, Ke Yuequan had no mind to think about it

Ke Yuequan helplessly looked around as the scenery was draped in a layer of dark red gauze under the setting sun, his heart increasingly filled with pain. His eyes blurred, and tears streamed down his face. Ke Yuequan crouched down, holding his head in his hands, unable to suppress his sobs.

Fuming with anger, Ning Weihui stomped her foot and followed the ghostly-faced mad scholar into the woods

Ah Wu then began to wander and beg alone