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Chapter 6 The Wordless Book
"If it's shadow puppetry," Jiang Xingni replied softly, "there must be something controlling the puppets."
—This hint was enough. Jiang Xingni could see the group of people exchanging glances before running off in one direction without hesitation.
Although darkness was still spreading, the main characters were clearly not greatly affected.
Having already figured out the route while escaping, Xiao Jiming returned along the same path. In a village, where is the most likely place to hide the "manipulator"?
ancestral hall.
Both Jiang Xingni and Xiao Jiming realized this.
However, Jiang Xingni hadn't had time to read the latest chapter of the comic yet, and at this moment, he couldn't rely on his familiarity with the comic to find the location of the ancestral hall, so he could only follow behind Xiao Jiming and the others.
Jiang Xingni was happy to slack off.
As they approached the ancestral hall, the surrounding darkness suddenly intensified.
The word "dense" isn't quite accurate either; to be precise, the darkness seemed to have a physical form, engulfing their bodies.
The darkness writhed and rolled, like silt filling the entire space.
Jiang Xingni witnessed firsthand how a person with superpowers used their abilities.
She herself is of course not an exception. She doesn't have any offensive capabilities right now, and apart from having slightly better eyesight, she's no different from an ordinary person.
Song Juexiao pulled down his mask, opened his mouth, and sang a short and rapid song. Jiang Xingni was momentarily captivated, but then she came to her senses.
No, is Song Juexiao's singing a unified attack that indiscriminately targets both friend and foe?
Jiang Xing glanced uncertainly at the remaining three members of the main group. They were unaffected and looked clear-headed. They walked through the darkness that was restricted by Song Juexiao's singing and headed towards the ancestral hall gate.
The girl chuckled silently. So, she had included herself in her list of targets?
Just as Jiang Xingni passed through the gate, the darkness that had been restrained broke free from the constraints of the song. Before Song Juexiao could even enter, the darkness grabbed her leg.
Due to the limitations of her supernatural abilities, she couldn't even scream. She wanted to continue singing, but only coughed silently a few times—she had used up too much energy and hadn't had time to recover.
Jiang Xingni's pupils contracted slightly. The men in front of him were still unreliable; they were too far away from Song Juexiao.
She turned around, grasped Song Juexiao's hand, and then she herself was pulled by the suction, shifting slightly towards the door.
The little girl stepped onto the threshold and gripped the wrist of another girl tightly once more. Song Juexiao looked up in surprise.
The darkness gradually climbed up the curve of Song Juexiao's calves, increasing the suction force little by little.
"Can I still sing?" Jiang Xingni's mind raced, and he was determined to develop attack-related abilities next time—otherwise, he was too passive.
Looking at the girl in front of her with her ever-present smile and her bright golden eyes, Song Juexiao slowly nodded and traced a line on Jiang Xingni's wrist with her fingertip.
Jiang Xingni made a distinction.
It means "one". She recognized it.
Does this mean it can be used once more, or it can only produce one sound?
Golden light slowly gathered in Jiang Xingni's eyes, eventually landing on a certain spot in the darkness, which was definitely a weakness. Jiang Xingni's current thought was not to eliminate the opponent, but simply to free Song Juexiao from his restraints.
"There." Jiang Xingni did not loosen her grip on Song Juexiao's wrist for a moment. Her tone was calm, and her gaze was fixed on the location of the golden light.
Song Juexiao was able to notice where her gaze landed, and now he didn't have time to doubt whether it was true or false. Moreover, if Jiang Xingni wanted to do something, she wouldn't need to trip her up at this time.
The short, rapid singing rang out again, and this time Song Juexiao couldn't hold on for even a second.
But that was enough—the instant the song began, from Jiang Xingni's perspective, she could see the golden light cluster that had been gathered together shattered.
They turned into tiny specks of light, scattered and floating in the air.
At the same time, Hei An, who had been clinging tightly to Song Juexiao's calf, unconsciously loosened his grip due to the pain.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Xingni forcefully pulled Song Juexiao over.
The moment you enter the ancestral hall, the endless darkness brought by the eerie realm is blocked by the light of the ancestral hall and the threshold. The light cannot illuminate the darkness, but at the same time, the darkness is also blocked by an invisible transparent film, and cannot enter the ancestral hall at all.
Song Juexiao staggered a bit from Jiang Xingni's pull. After she regained her balance, she had time to carefully observe Jiang Xingni's expression.
The red-haired girl gave a slightly apologetic smile and gestured with her hand in the air, as if she wanted to express something to Jiang Xingni.
Jiang Xingni: ...
Oh no, she doesn't know sign language.
The little girl added learning sign language to her schedule once again, and then nodded to Song Juexiao.
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At this moment, the three men walking in front finally turned around.
—Although it seems like a long time, in reality, from the moment darkness grabbed Song Juexiao's ankle until Jiang Xingni pulled her back, it was only a few seconds.
Xiao Jiming and the others hadn't even taken a few steps when they were drawn in by Song Juexiao's chanting and turned around.
"She's thanking you." Pei Zhaoye tilted his head, his smile unwavering, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry as he looked at Jiang Xingni.
Jiang Xingni breathed a sigh of relief. If it was to express gratitude, nodding in response was not an outrageous act.
Not losing face in front of comic book readers is, of course, what Jiang Xingni cares about most.
"What just happened?" Xiao Jiming's gaze swept over Jiang Xingni and Song Juexiao, finally landing on the darkness behind them.
"I just tripped over something." Jiang Xing glanced at Song Juexiao, then looked away. Since Song Juexiao couldn't explain, he had to explain it himself.
Song Juexiao's smile seemed to freeze for a moment after being tripped up. She gave Jiang Xingni a accusing look, but in the end, she didn't say anything and just nodded silently.
Xiao Jiming watched the interaction between the two with a puzzled expression. Jiang Xingni didn't tell the truth, and Xiao Jiming could tell from Song Juexiao's reaction that this was the matter, but it didn't matter.
Because Song Juexiao nodded to him, it meant that she felt Jiang Xingni was a trustworthy person.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot." He Jingtong, who was standing on the other side with his arms crossed, sneered.
"Are those shadow puppets related to this?" he asked.
Jiang Xingnian looked in the direction he was pointing and saw an open book floating in mid-air, moving without wind.