assistirfilmes Chapter 794 Looked Down Upon
Chapter 794 Looked Down Upon
"Zhouzhou, where did you go?"
Seeing Zhouzhou return, Wen Jing quickly approached her, concern etched on her face.
They had just turned around and lost sight of Zhouzhou, which had startled them; they had feared she had been kidnapped.
"I went to dig for treasure!" Zhouzhou said cheerfully, pulling out the ancient sword.
Suddenly revealing a sword taller than herself surprised Ye Lingfeng.
Zhouzhou proudly displayed it to them, exclaiming, "Look, this is my new treasure!"
Xi Mo approached and immediately recognized the sword's extraordinary nature.@@@@
He nodded approvingly, saying, "Very good, take good care of it."
Of course!
Zhouzhou couldn't bear to let it go; she even wanted to cuddle the sword while sleeping.
Then she noticed something and exclaimed, pulling on Ancestral Master's sleeve, puzzled, "Ancestral Master, can you check if the malevolent energy on this sword is still there?"
It shouldn't be; had her exorcism talisman failed?
Thinking this, she moved the talisman closer to the evil spirit.
The evil spirit felt a terrifying aura that could send it away, and it jumped up, dashing ten meters away, hugging a tree in fright while watching Zhouzhou.
So, the talisman hadn't failed.
Zhouzhou put the talisman away, even more confused.
What was going on?
Ancestral Master was puzzled too; the malevolent energy was so stubborn that even the exorcism talisman couldn't dispel it.
If this continued...
He furrowed his brows and regretfully said, "If we can't dispel this malevolent energy, Zhouzhou, you should find a place to bury it."
This kind of weapon was dangerous to carry around; he was afraid Zhouzhou couldn't handle it, and it would be troublesome if she got affected.
Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou immediately hugged the ancient sword tightly, shaking her head vigorously, "No, no!"
This was her treasure; she didn't want to bury it!
The sword didn't even have a sheath; she was just hugging it. This startled Ye Lingfeng, who quickly stepped forward to pull Zhouzhou away, only to be surprised to find she was completely unscathed.
Noticing his gaze, Zhouzhou looked down and realized the same thing, quickly finding the reason.
Beaming, she said, "Look, it likes me!"
It wouldn't even hurt her.
There was something special between them!
Indeed.
Ancestral Master clicked his tongue in amazement, "Then you can keep it for now. When I go back, I'll look through some books to see if I can find a way to dispel it."
"Okay!" Hearing this, Zhouzhou breathed a sigh of relief and happily rubbed against the sword.
"If it really doesn't work, I'll take the sword up the mountain and let Master Abbot chant some prayers for it."
As for why she wouldn't ask Li Yuanming for help, it was obviously because he was too inexperienced.
She also had to sneak around to avoid letting him know when visiting Master Abbot; otherwise, he would definitely be jealous.
Not good!
Wen Jing's expression changed; she reached out to pull Zhouzhou back, but it was too late; she grabbed at empty air.
Zhouzhou had vanished from where she stood!
Seeing this scene, Ye Lingfeng and Xi Mo's expressions changed instantly.
Damn!
"Where is she?" Ye Lingfeng looked up at Ancestral Master and asked.
Ancestral Master calculated with his fingers, his expression grim.
"The malevolent energy here is too heavy; it's obscured Zhouzhou's aura, and I can't find her."
What?!
Everyone's hearts sank instantly.
Ye Lingfeng wasted no time and began searching frantically.
Xi Mo silently went in the opposite direction.
Even if they had to turn this mountain upside down, they would find Zhouzhou!
At this moment, in a dim tomb, Zhouzhou held the sword, blinking curiously at her surroundings.
An angry voice echoed above her.
"Since it likes you so much, then you can accompany it to the grave!"
With that, he sealed the entrance to the tomb, his eyes dark with malice.
The surrounding light dimmed immediately, and the flames of the oil lamps on either side of the tomb shrank lower and lower.
Was he trying to suffocate her?
Zhouzhou frowned; just as she was about to swing the sword and escape, she saw the sword move, suddenly slipping into the coffin and lying down inside, refusing to budge.
Though it was just a cold sword, Zhouzhou perceived a sense of comfort emanating from it.
It felt like home.
Curious, she waddled over and, with a few huffs, climbed into the coffin, turning to look at the sword beside her. "Is this your home?"
The sword obviously couldn't answer her; it lay there, silent.
Zhouzhou touched the sword, feeling its icy surface, which seemed to carry a hint of melancholy.
She couldn't comprehend it.
She only felt a heaviness in her heart.
Unknowingly, her eyelids grew heavier, and she slowly drifted off to sleep.
However, in her dreams, she saw a figure standing with its back to her.
Clad in armor, next to it lay a sword.
It was her precious sword.
Zhouzhou was overjoyed, scampering over. Just as she was about to embrace it, a rough, large hand suddenly pressed down on the sword.
She froze, looking up to meet a pair of cold eyes.
The eyes scrutinized her, and the thin lips parted slightly, carrying a hint of disdain as they asked, "Are you the new master of Frost Sword? Are you even taller than it?"