My senior brother handles the charging in headfirst. I handle drawing talismans.
Our master handles sending us down the mountain, then explaining absolutely nothing.
There are no living people in Changgui Town, except for the child who invited us to dinner.
There’s someone in the cellar who’s been dead for thirty years. He says Wudang has five swords: three are lost, one was stolen, and one remains. So why does anyone think I can find that last one?!
My senior brother and I were sent down the mountain by our master to investigate a case. We passed through this place and met a child named Xiao Huang.
He invited us to ride in his ox cart, treated us to fish soup, and asked us to stay at his home.
The kang in his house was warm, his mother’s noodles were delicious, and there was a notch in his father’s woodcutting knife.
Everything was just fine.
Except there wasn’t a single dog barking in the whole town, not one house had its lights on, and not a single person was alive.
Except the resentment clinging to that child was so thick it couldn’t be dispelled.
My senior brother said, “Something’s wrong with this town.”
I said, “Then shall we leave?”
He said, “Why leave? We’re already here.”
I said, “I want to go back and find Master.”
To be honest, I quite like this book. I feel that the protagonist and others are quite interesting, and the story is well written. However, the updates are a bit sparse and the updates are a bit slow. I hope the author can write more.