flstandardbreds Chapter 67 Unbearable to Look At
Chapter 67 Unbearable to Look At
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Depend on!
Yan Xun almost got goosebumps from Yan Yu's tone.
He suspected that the monster outside had changed its methods, and finding that physical attacks were ineffective, it had started using mental attacks.
Just as he was about to retort, Yan Yu pushed open the door and walked in.
Yan Xun: "..."
Oh, this time it's the real deal.
He picked up the axe somewhat awkwardly, feeling relieved that he hadn't cursed at anyone.
Yan Yu glanced at the axe in his hand, then at the water vat in the corner that had been reduced to pieces. He didn't ask where the axe in the water came from, but simply said, "I didn't expect this water vat to be so dangerous."
Yan Xun was holding the axe, unsure whether to throw it away or hide it, so he could only hold it in his hand. After hearing what Yan Yu said, he glanced at his cousin again and asked, "Is this the water vat you mentioned before?"
"Exactly."
Yan Yu walked over, bent down and picked up the wooden basin and towel from the ground. "What a pity."
The towel was already covered in dust from the ground, and although the wooden basin wasn't broken, it was also stained with a lot of muddy water mixed with the dust from the ground.
Yan Xun hadn't realized he was such a person who cherished things. He watched as Yan Yu picked up the things from the ground and held them in his arms, ignoring the mud and dust that had soiled his robes.
After placing the wooden basin and towel on the dresser, he turned to Yan Xun and said, "It's probably almost time for the sacrificial ceremony."
"Therefore, Cimu Hall also became dangerous."
He stood by the candle, used a bamboo stick placed on the dresser to adjust the wick, and then said to Yan Xun, "The temple fair will be very lively, you'll like it."
Yan Xun felt that he probably wouldn't like this temple fair.
He watched as Yan Yu lowered his head, opened the chest of drawers, and took out a clean set of clothes from it... Then, without waiting for his reaction, he took off his dirty robe.
He acted quickly and made no attempt to hide anything from Yan Xun.
Yan Xun instinctively tried to avoid eye contact, but then he saw Yan Yu's back in the candlelight.
The other person had a tattoo on their back with some kind of writing he couldn't understand.
It was densely packed, almost covering the entire back.
But Yan Yu changed his clothes extremely quickly. Before Yan Xun could even memorize what the words looked like, he had already changed into a new robe... He turned around and saw Yan Xun's gaze, as if he understood what Yan Xun had seen.
"curious?"
Yan Xun thought to himself, "You took the initiative to ask this question," so he followed suit and asked.
What's behind my cousin?
"Tattoo?"
“A mortal body that serves a loving mother must naturally have something engraved on it in order to look directly at the gods.” Yan Yu finished putting on his robe and turned to Yan Xun, saying, “Otherwise, one cannot look directly at the gods.”
Yan Xun was about to nod, but then realized something was wrong.
"...Can't look directly at the gods?"
"The golden statue of the Compassionate Mother inside the main hall..."
Yan Yu didn't quite understand what he meant, but after hearing Yan Xun say that, he still said, "The dim lighting in the main hall is also due to this."
"Once you enter the main hall, you only need to kneel and worship; you don't need to look up."
“Even if you look up, you can’t see the statue of the Compassionate Mother.” Yan Yu said slowly. “Before, some people in the village broke the rules and wanted to look up to see the true face of the Compassionate Mother, but they could only see the dark hall. That night, they went back and started to have a high fever and talk nonsense.”
He looked at Yan Xun's expression and asked, "Could it be that you saw the true face of the Compassionate Mother?"
Yan Xun recalled the golden statue of a kind-faced mother with three heads and six arms that he had seen.
No? Did he trigger a death flag from the very beginning?
In the movie's plot, Yan Xun is the first of the characters to die. He first disappears mysteriously at Yan's house that day, and then is found in a pond in the village a few days later.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the water tank in the corner that had been reduced to shards.
If he hadn't been able to wake up from that hypnotic state, he probably would have crawled into the water tank.
This also explains why Sun Zhao did not find the missing Yan Xun in the Cimu Hall.
The other party is unlikely to go out of their way to lift the wooden board on a water vat.
No one knew that Yan Xun was quietly curled up in the water vat of Cimu Hall, hiding in the place closest to everyone as people searched for him again and again.
"Xiao Yan, what did you see in the main hall?" Yan Yu asked.
The candlelight in the room was still dim. He looked at the wound on Yan Xun's face, reached out, and wanted to wipe away the blood that had seeped out again.
Yan Xun took a step back.
Yan Yu's hand remained frozen in mid-air.
“I saw the Compassionate Mother Goddess,” Yan Xun said.
He stared at Yan Yu's expression. "I saw His three heads and six arms."
“I feel like He is watching me.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Yu immediately frowned, seemingly surprised that Yan Xun had actually seen the true form of the person inside the main hall.
He glanced back at the doors and windows, and seeing that they were tightly closed, he said to Yan Xun, "I'll see you off in a bit."
"You must not set foot in the Cimu Hall during this period."
“There’s a family in the village who recently moved away; you can stay there temporarily.”
The more he spoke, the more serious his expression became, as if the moment Yan Xun saw the true face of his mother's golden statue, things were no longer under his control.
"Shall I leave now?" Yan Xun asked.
"Wait until tomorrow morning," Yan Yu said, looking at the pitch-black Cimu Hall outside the door. "It's late at night, and Wusheng Village is even more dangerous at night."
Yan Xun took a few steps back and plopped down on the edge of the bed. "You told me that Sun Zhao would sneak here at night."
"I think it's already very late."
"Hasn't he arrived yet?"
Yan Yu shook his head. "He will come."
These words seemed to be a signal; no sooner had they been spoken than there was a knock on the door of the Cimu Hall.
Bang, bang, bang, one after another.
Yan Yu glanced at him and made a "shh" gesture to Yan Xun, "Wait for me."
He then hurriedly left the room.
A moment later, Yan Xun overheard the conversation between the two people outside the door.
"Have you seen Yan Xun? He hasn't come back by nightfall; he's disappeared!"
"Never seen it before," Yan Yu said.
Sun Zhao probably didn't believe it and said he wanted to go in and take a look, but Yan Yu quickly dismissed Sun Zhao by saying that outsiders couldn't enter the Cimu Hall at night.
When Yan Yu returned, Yan Xun asked again, "Why didn't you tell him I was here?"
He wanted to hear what other excuses Yan Yu could come up with.
“Outsiders are not allowed to stay overnight at Cimu Hall,” Yan Yu said calmly. “If the villagers knew that you were staying at Cimu Hall at night, the whole village probably wouldn’t be able to accommodate you.”