Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 245 A Terrifying Night in Holy Soul Village

After a few more casual words, the person in charge of the room knocked on the door.

Behind him were waiters carrying various foods, and Han Li then realized that it was already noon.

Things were resolved so smoothly that he barely noticed the passage of time.

After lunch, Zhu Zhuqing entered a meditative state, while Han Li went to the head of the Chamber of Commerce to explain the follow-up matters. He was busy until evening before he finally finished.

Zhu Zhuqing keeps her promises.

That evening, Han Li got to see the close-fitting white soft armor as he had hoped; it looked to have excellent defensive capabilities.

After all, there has been a saying since ancient times that the less you wear, the higher your defense.

After spending the night in Gengxin City, the two set off again the next morning, heading straight for Xingluo City.

As they drew closer to Xingluo City, Zhu Zhuqing became increasingly silent.

Han Li had no good solution to this; he couldn't truly empathize with her. As for how to choose, it was entirely up to her.

In the end, after resisting Xingluo City, Zhu Zhuqing only secretly observed her mother's condition before quietly leaving behind a letter and a piece of dragon fungus leaf that Han Li had given her, and then returned to the hotel.

Han Li watched the whole thing without saying anything. Her mother's health was pretty good, and no one was paying much attention, which was fine.

After staying for another day, the two began their journey home.

In contrast to the calm on their side, Tang Hao's side presented a completely different picture.

He suppressed his injuries as quickly as possible and returned to Holy Soul Village. He didn't even go home before heading straight to where Ah Yin was.

After he rushed over the waterfall and entered the cave, he felt as if he were nailed to the spot, unable to take another step.

Before him, the once tidy cave was now covered in dust.

The mound of soil used to plant Ah Yin was gone, and all that lay on the ground was the skeleton of a soul beast that had long since turned to white bones. The secret place where he had hidden the soul bone was now covered in spider webs, with small insects struggling on them, but it had not yet lost its life.

All of this proves one thing.

His lover is gone.

"puff"

Tang Hao coughed up a mouthful of blood and swayed as he fell forward.

The string that had been taut in his heart snapped!

A heavy thud echoed as the cave fell silent once more.

Only the sound of the waterfall outside continued to resonate, and the mist seemed to have grown even heavier.

It's unclear how much time passed before Tang Hao regained consciousness.

However, he didn't open his eyes. He was afraid that if he did, he would see the same scene as before, which he couldn't accept.

Listening to the sound of the water hitting the rocks below, Tang Hao's mind was filled with images of him and Ah Yin from their first meeting to their falling in love.

It wasn't until moonlight shone through the hole above and fell on him that Tang Hao struggled to get up.

There was no need to check anymore. Although he had kept his eyes closed, he had already used his mental power to explore every corner of the cave and found no trace of human footsteps.

All the traces in the cave came from the same kind of spirit beast—the Wind Baboon, and the spirit beast skeletons left on the ground were also itss.

The scene had already been automatically recreated in his mind: the wind baboons had fallen from the cave above, and there was more than one.

Then they discovered Ah Yin on the mound of earth, and found the soul bone in their playful fight.

Wind baboons are a type of soul beast that is extremely good at imitating humans. Although they do not need soul bones and do not eat grass.

However, they still got into a fight, which started in the cave, and eventually, a corpse was left there.

Ah Yin and the Soul Bone were naturally taken away by the victor.

Perhaps Ah Yin was still roughly uprooted and held in its mouth, eventually swallowed, or perhaps it was simply tossed aside somewhere.

The fate of the soul bones should be the same.

"what……"

Instantly, Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot, and his breathing became as heavy as an ox's.

He could not accept this outcome.

The Haotian Hammer, gleaming with black light, appeared in his hand, and he smashed it forcefully against the skeleton of the wind baboon beside him.

After a loud bang, there were no bones left on the spot, only a deep crater remained.

Tang Hao did not stop. He swung the hammer in his hand like a madman, faster and faster, each blow heavier than the last.

Finally, after his last hammer blow, the entire cave, along with the hill and the river above, paused for a moment before collapsing with a deafening roar, startling all the creatures around it into fleeing in all directions.

"Ah Yin, I swear, I will slaughter the entire Wind Baboon clan and die with you."

In mid-air, Tang Hao looked up at the sky and roared, his voice filled with endless sorrow and resentment.

In the village of Holy Souls, which is not far from here.

Lights gradually came on in the dilapidated house, and they were awakened from their sleep when the mountain collapsed.

When Tang Hao's roar came, all the villagers panicked and ran towards Old Jack's house at the village entrance, carrying everything they could want: carrying poles, hoes, sickles, and so on.

"It's possible that some spirit beasts are migrating from the nearby mountains and forests. They're still quite far away from us, so please don't panic."

Although Old Jack was also panicking, as the village chief, he stepped forward to calm the crowd.

"Hold the child, support the old man, Er Gou, go distribute torches to the young people, we're heading to Nottingham City tonight, quick!"

Soon, under Old Jack's command, everyone in Holy Soul Village headed towards Notting City in a grand procession.

I hope it's not a beast tide. I wish Xiao San were here. I wonder how he is now.

In the firelight, old Jack glanced somewhat absently at the village behind him.

Now, he can only hope that the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall can easily resolve this matter.

Otherwise, the Holy Soul Village where his ancestors had lived for generations would probably have disappeared completely.

When Tang Hao returned to Holy Soul Village in a daze, he found the village deserted, but it was clear that everyone had just left.

He glanced at the faintly visible flames but made no move to warn them.

Ah Yin is missing. Let's consider their actions as a funeral for Ah Yin.

He grabbed two cold steamed buns, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them mechanically. He still had to avenge Ah Yin; he couldn't collapse now.

He returned home, and it was fairly clean, with only a layer of dust on it.

Ha, it must have been that old Jack guy who did it. He always likes to do these trivial things.

However, the mistress is destined to soar in the sky like an eagle, so how could she possibly return here?

Tang Hao slapped himself hard, then laughed mockingly, it was unclear whether he was laughing at Old Jack or at himself.

Then he collapsed straight onto the bed; he was too tired.

Tang Hao slept until the next morning when he was awakened by noises outside. He vaguely heard Old Jack's voice.

Frowning slightly in annoyance, Tang Hao got up and walked towards the door. He saw Old Jack leading a team of deacons dressed in Spirit Hall uniforms and personnel in City Lord's Mansion uniforms, searching room by room.

When he saw the door open, old Jack was taken aback at first, then looked at Tang Hao with surprise.

"Tang Hao? When did you get back?"

Without waiting for Tang Hao's reply, Old Jack hurriedly turned around and looked at the Spirit Hall and City Lord's Mansion personnel who were on guard:

"My lords, this is our village's blacksmith. He has lived here for many years, but he went out to work in recent years. He is not a Soul Master."

Hearing Old Jack's words, the people who came to investigate still did not relax their vigilance, because Tang Hao still had dried bloodstains on his body, and they had to be careful.

"Tang Hao, say something! What happened to you?"

Old Jack seemed even more anxious than Tang Hao, rushing to him in a few steps to grab his arm.

"Don't touch me. I'm the last one to come home. I tripped and fell on the way home and hit my mouth."

Tang Hao swung his left arm, throwing Old Jack aside.

As he spoke, his lower lip, which he had bitten the night before, and his bloody gums were revealed.

Although he really wanted to kill these people from the Spirit Hall, if it weren't for them, Ah Yin wouldn't have had to sacrifice herself, and he wouldn't have lost Ah Yin.

However, considering that Tang San was still at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and the Soul Master Competition was imminent, he held back.

His wife is gone; he can't cause any more trouble for his son.

After he finished speaking, a person with a canine martial spirit in the inspection team nodded, indicating that the blood on his body was indeed his own, and the whole team relaxed.

"What time did you return to the village last night? Did you hear any strange noises?"

The leading deacon looked at Tang Hao and asked in a very serious tone.

"I don't know the time. When I came back, the lights were still on in the house. I was too tired, so I just fell asleep and didn't hear anything."

Tang Hao suppressed his impatience and answered casually.

He also wanted to go out and search for Ah Yin's soul bone to see if he could find it; in his anger yesterday, he had overlooked this point.

Upon hearing this, the deacon nodded and did not order the search to continue.

Tang Hao's family was the last one left in the village. If there really was a soul beast hiding there, in his subconscious, Tang Hao would not have survived until now.

The deacon looked in Old Jack's direction: "Old village chief, it should be safe now. The villagers can return. The noise last night was probably caused by the water flowing and causing a mountain to collapse, which startled the wild animals in the forest. There were no spirit beasts nearby."

After saying that, he glanced at Old Jack, who was still somewhat worried, and added after thinking for a moment, "However, I will also lead people to patrol around the village for three days, so you can rest assured."

"Thank you, thank you, sir."

Old Jack made a move to kneel down, but was stopped by a deacon beside him.

"No need for that, we've gone on patrol. By the way, you don't need to run anymore, we'll send someone back to bring the villagers back. Let's clean up the village first."

After saying this, the leading deacon waved his hand and led the group out of the village.

"Thank you, esteemed members of the Spirit Hall."

Old Jack bowed again to their retreating figures and shouted loudly.

"Thanks to the adults of the Spirit Hall, right, Tang Hao?"

Old Jack sighed and looked at Tang Hao beside him.

"Ha, hypocrisy, it only fools ignorant fools like you."

Tang Hao, the instigator, gave a cold laugh and turned to leave.

"You...you...you mustn't forget, the Spirit Hall helped Xiao San awaken his martial spirit."

Old Jack was trembling with anger, his outstretched fingers shaking. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

He stamped his foot, but still chased after him, wanting to ask about Tang San's situation.

(End of this chapter)