Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 509 Demonic Wind

Chu Tian knew that this was the source of the evil wind. Without any hesitation, he raised his hunting bow and put on a special hunting arrow. This hunting arrow was given to him by his master before he left, and it was said to have great power. Chu Tian concentrated all his energy, injected the power in his body into the hunting arrow, and then shot it towards the vortex. The hunting arrow shot towards the vortex with a dazzling light. At the moment of contact with the vortex, a strong light burst out, and the light and the dark power in the vortex competed with each other. For a time, the light and darkness in the valley intertwined, making a deafening roar. The black shadows chasing Chu Tian were also affected at the moment of the hunting arrow burst out, and their figures became more illusory. They rushed towards Chu Tian frantically, trying to stop him from destroying the vortex. Chu Tian was not afraid. While dodging the attacks of the black shadows, he watched the confrontation between the hunting arrow and the vortex. As the light gradually increased, the power of the vortex began to weaken, and the evil wind around it gradually became smaller. After the strong wind weakened, the power of those black shadows was greatly reduced, and they could no longer pose a great threat to Chu Tian. Chu Tian saw the right moment, drew out his hunting knife again, and slashed at the shadows. This time, the hunting knife easily penetrated the shadows, and the shadows screamed and gradually dissipated in the air. Finally, the hunting arrow successfully broke the vortex, and the dark power completely dissipated. The fog in the valley gradually dissipated, the sun shone again, and the evil wind stopped completely. Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, he successfully broke the evil wind. After this thrilling battle, Chu Tian felt physically and mentally exhausted, but his eyes were firm and proud. The unexpected encounter on the way down the mountain not only made him see the evil power of the world, but also made him grow in adversity. He packed his bags and continued on the road down the mountain, full of expectations for future experience. Because he knew that only by experiencing more challenges can he become a truly powerful hunter.

Chu Tian has loved traveling since he was a child, and he is full of endless yearning for the natural beauty of the world. One day, he heard that there was a dreamlike scenery hidden in an ancient mountain range, so he packed his bags and embarked on a journey of exploration. When Chu Tian stepped into the mountain range, the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and occasionally there were a few crisp bird calls, which made the mountains and forests more quiet. He walked along the winding path, and unknowingly, a layer of light mist gradually filled the surroundings. The mist was as ethereal as a veil, decorating the mountains and forests like a dream. As he went deeper into the mountains, the mist became thicker. Just as Chu Tian was intoxicated with this dreamlike atmosphere, a vague figure loomed in the mist not far ahead. He was curious and couldn't help but speed up his pace. When he got closer, he was surprised to find that it was a woman in plain clothes dancing. The woman's figure was light, like a smart butterfly. Every movement of hers was extremely graceful, as if she was integrated with the mist of the mountains and forests. Chu Tian was instantly attracted, his feet seemed to be nailed, standing still and admiring. She was seen with her sleeves fluttering, a faint smile on her face, and a lively and innocent look in her eyes. After an unknown amount of time, the woman seemed to be aware of Chu Tian's presence, slowly stopped dancing, turned around and looked at Chu Tian. Her eyes were like clear lake water, pure and bright, which made Chu Tian's heart tremble. The woman nodded slightly and said softly, "Sir, have you rashly entered this foggy realm and lost your way?" Chu Tian came to his senses, hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying, "My name is Chu Tian. I heard that the scenery of this mountain is unique, so I came here to travel. I didn't expect to meet such a graceful dance by the girl here. I was mesmerized for a moment. I hope the girl won't blame me." The woman covered her face and chuckled, saying, "It doesn't matter. There are few people here in this mountain. It's our fate to meet you today." Chu Tian saw that the woman had no intention of blaming her, and felt relieved. He couldn't help asking, "Why are you dancing alone in this fog? Such a dance is really amazing." The woman raised her head slightly, looked into the distance, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and she said, "I have loved dancing since I was a child, and this forest is my stage. Dancing in this mist, it seems like I can talk to the world." Chu Tian had a very pleasant conversation with the woman. He learned that the woman's name was Wanqing and she had been living in this mountain. Wanqing was very familiar with every plant and tree in the mountain. She told Chutian about all kinds of wonderful scenes and interesting stories in the mountain. Chutian shared with Wanqing the prosperity and novelty of the world outside the mountain. The two seemed to have known each other for a long time. Unconsciously, the fog gradually dissipated and the sun shone on them. Wanqing looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late. If you don't mind, you can come to my house to rest for a while." Chutian agreed happily. Wanqing took Chutian through a quiet forest and came to an exquisite wooden house. The wooden house was surrounded by various unknown flowers and plants, exuding bursts of fragrance. Entering the house, Wanqing brewed a cup of fragrant tea for Chutian. Chutian took a sip, and the fragrance of tea filled the air, and he felt relaxed and happy. In the wooden house, Chutian saw several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. The paintings were all beautiful scenery of the mountains and forests, with delicate brushwork and lifelike. He couldn't help but admire: "The girl not only dances beautifully, but also has great accomplishments in calligraphy and painting." Wanqing smiled and said: "It's just a pastime in my spare time." After having tea, Chutian asked to visit around. Wanqing took him for a walk around the wooden house. They walked past a gurgling stream, the water was clear and the fish swam freely in the water. Wanqing squatted down, reached out and gently touched the stream water, and said: "This stream water is sweet and delicious, I often drink it on weekdays." Chutian looked at Wanqing, and a different feeling surged in his heart. Unknowingly, night fell. The stars in the sky twinkled like gems inlaid on black satin. Wanqing lit a bonfire in front of the wooden house, and the two sat around the bonfire and continued to talk. Wanqing talked about her dream, which was to walk out of this mountain forest one day and see the vast world outside. Chutian listened and secretly decided in his heart that if he had the opportunity, he must take Wanqing to appreciate the prosperity outside the mountain. However, good times are always short-lived.

A few days later, Chu Tian had to leave the mountain and continue his journey. When leaving, Wan Qing's eyes were full of reluctance. She gave Chu Tian a mountain forest painting she had drawn by herself and said, "My lord, I don't know when I will see you again. This painting is a souvenir. I hope you don't forget me."

Chu Tian took the scroll, held it tightly in his hands, and said, "Miss Wanqing, don't worry, I will come back and take you to see the world outside the mountain." After leaving the mountains, Chu Tian's heart was always concerned about Wanqing.