I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

Chapter 84 Unboxing the Camp

Valley Seven Camp.

The heavy military tents rattled in the howling wind, and the snow had almost buried half of the camp.

Wei Zhixing, the head of the Kunlun branch, stood at the edge of the camp, wrapped in a thick winter coat, and looked into the depths of the valley through binoculars.

There, a hazy, multicolored halo appeared and disappeared in the snow mist, like the aurora borealis, but more solid and eerie.

"Boss, the energy reading has gone up again." A young team member ran over, the monitor screen in his hand flashing red. "The peak value has exceeded the S-level threshold, and... it's still rising."

Wei Zhixing put down his binoculars, his face as solemn as iron.

Breaking through the S-level threshold...

This means that the anomaly deep in the valley will at least trigger a super S-level event.

In the entire camp, including the disciples from Wudang and Quanzhen who came to provide support, there were only a little over two hundred people at most.

"When will the supplies from headquarters arrive?" Wei Zhixing asked.

"The escort team from the South City branch has arrived at the foot of the mountain and is on their way by helicopter. They are expected to arrive in half an hour," the team member replied.

Wei Zhixing nodded, feeling a little more at ease.

The headquarters attached great importance to this escort mission; even he didn't know what was being escorted, and the level of secrecy was extremely high.

As Wei Zhixing was thinking, he heard footsteps behind him.

Two people wearing thick cotton Taoist robes walked over.

One of them was Master Songyun, the person in charge of the Wudang Sect here. He was over fifty years old, lean, and had slightly bulging temples, clearly a master of external martial arts.

The other was the person in charge of the Quanzhen Sect here, who looked to be in his early sixties, with a gaunt face, and whose Taoist name was Yuyang.

"Manager Wei," Daoist Songyun said, bowing. "Just now, Daoist Yuyang and I went to investigate the valley entrance again and found that the malevolent energy was 30% stronger than yesterday."

Master Yuyang nodded and added, "Moreover, there are faint sounds of wind and thunder in the valley, so the change may happen in the next two days."

Wei Zhixing's heart tightened.

Two days...

Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve.

"Hopefully, the reinforcements will stabilize the situation," he murmured.

Master Songyun and Master Yuyang exchanged a glance, both seeing curiosity in each other's eyes.

In the past few days, they had witnessed the miraculous power of the peach wood plaque made by the "master" mentioned by the night watchmen.

A small wooden plaque, no bigger than a palm, can dispel evil spirits within a radius of 100 meters. Moreover, the elusive snow goblins around the camp now only dare to howl from afar and do not dare to approach at all.

What exactly is this "important material" that the Night's Watch headquarters went to such great lengths to expedite its delivery?

Magical artifact? Magical treasure? Or some kind of unprecedented formation?

"They're here!"

Just then, a member of the Night Watch pointed to the sky and shouted.

In the distance, a dark green helicopter emerged from the snowstorm, the roar of its rotors growing louder as it approached.

A few minutes later, the helicopter slowly landed on a cleared area next to the camp.

The blizzard whipped up by the propellers made everyone squint.

The hatch opened.

Chen Jianguo jumped down first, tightly hugging the specially made metal box in his arms.

Wang Hu followed closely behind, followed by several other elites from the South City branch.

"Captain Chen!" Wei Zhixing hurriedly went to greet him, "You must be tired from your journey!"

"Manager Wei," Chen Jianguo nodded, his gaze sweeping over the faces in the camp, red from the cold. "How's the situation?"

"It's not looking good." Wei Zhixing pointed to the depths of the valley. "The energy readings have been soaring, and it could erupt at any moment."

Chen Jianguo, with a solemn expression, handed the metal box to Wei Zhixing: "This is something headquarters asked us to escort. You, Manager Wei, need to open it personally."

Wei Zhixing took the box; it felt heavy in his hand.

He walked into the largest tent in the center of the camp, and Chen Jianguo, Wang Hu, Daoist Songyun, Daoist Yuyang, and several core members of the camp followed him in.

A stove was lit inside the tent, making it much warmer than outside.

All eyes were focused on the metal box.

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Wei Zhixing took a deep breath and pressed the combination lock on the side of the box.

Click.

The lid popped open.

Inside was a cardboard box.

The cardboard box is opened.

A rolled-up red paper couplet and two door god images.

The tent was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Mingchen and the other younger Taoist disciples looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

"What...what is this?" a Quanzhen Sect disciple couldn't help but exclaim, "A couplet? Door gods?"

"All that trouble for just this?"

A low murmur of doubt arose.

Wei Zhixing was also dumbfounded.

He looked at Chen Jianguo: "Captain Chen, this... are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Chen Jianguo didn't speak, but just looked at Wang Hu.

Wang Hu stepped forward, his expression solemn: "Manager Wei, this was made by Master Li himself."

The moment the words "Master Li" were uttered, the doubts inside the tent vanished instantly.

Wei Zhixing's hand trembled, and Daoist Songyun and Daoist Yuyang stepped forward at the same time, staring intently at the Spring Festival couplet and the door god statue.

"Master Li... is he the master who makes those peach wood plaques?" Master Songyun asked.

"That's right." Wang Hu nodded. "This couplet and door god images were specially written and drawn by Master Li after he learned of the hardships faced by the soldiers guarding the Kunlun border, and sent over as a token of his condolences."

Red paper with black characters, the brushstrokes are vigorous.

"With unwavering resolve, they guard the frontier; with burning passion, they defend their homeland."

Horizontal inscription: "May our mountains and rivers be forever secure."

The handwriting is neat, but it looks... rather ordinary?

Master Yuyang frowned and picked up the door god statue again.

Qin Shubao and Yuchi Gong are painted with lifelike detail, especially their eyes, which are sharp and piercing.

But that's all.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation, no flowing runes, just ordinary paper and ink.

Silence fell again in the tent.

Wei Zhixing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

He originally thought that the headquarters would send some kind of powerful magic artifact or formation to help them deal with the changes in the valley.

But now...

"Captain Chen," Wei Zhixing said, his voice hoarse, looking at Chen Jianguo, "how do you use this thing?"

Chen Jianguo was also confused.

Headquarters ordered him to escort, but didn't say how to use it.

"Since they're Spring Festival couplets and door god images..." Zhou Kai, who had been peeking from the side, muttered quietly, "Shouldn't they be put up?"

These words reminded everyone.

"Yes, put it up." Chen Jianguo nodded. "Put it at the camp entrance."

Wei Zhixing was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Let's post it then."

In any case, this is Master Li's intention.

Moreover, the headquarters' emphasis on this matter must have a deeper meaning.

Several people walked out of the tent carrying couplets and door god statues.

The others in the camp were also stunned when they saw what they were holding.

"Boss, what's this...?"

"Putting up Spring Festival couplets," Wei Zhixing said briefly. "They were sent by Master Li."

The title "Master Li" silenced everyone once again.

Although they had doubts, no one dared to question them.

Wei Zhixing personally selected the location.