Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

Not far from the shrine, a cat was crouching motionless.

Her entire body was covered in golden fur, which shimmered softly in the setting sun, as if it were edged with gold.

Behind her, two tails moved like living creatures, sometimes swaying gently, sometimes curling up slightly.

Its four legs were engulfed in flames, but the flames were not intensely hot.

Her eyes were burning with anxious flames as she stared intently at the shrine before her, her gaze filled with worry and unease.

Three days ago, she was suddenly thrown out by a powerful force without any warning.

It felt like being abandoned by the whole world.

Her body crashed heavily onto the ground outside the shrine, raising a cloud of dust.

What terrified her even more was that from then on, she could no longer clearly sense her master's presence.

In the past, as long as she calmed down, she could easily sense her master's familiar and warm aura, the power that reassured her.

But now, the master's aura is shrouded in a thick fog, becoming weak and elusive.

Moreover, the shrine exuded a chilling aura, carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.

It made every hair on her body stand on end involuntarily, and her limbs trembled slightly, making her dare not move an inch.

But what happened to the master?

This question was like an invisible hand, gripping her heart tightly.

She didn't know if her master was in danger or suffering great pain.

This unknown fear made her extremely anxious. Her tail thrashed from side to side incessantly, each thud seeming to vent her inner unease.

If it weren't for the faint connection she had with her master that allowed her to be certain that her master was not in mortal danger,

She probably lost control of herself long ago and completely went berserk.

Even so, the agony of not knowing for sure whether her master was safe for the past three days made her increasingly emotionally unstable.

Anxiety and restlessness surged through her like a tidal wave, crashing against her heart in waves.

The cat paced back and forth in front of the shrine, her steps hurried and flustered, leaving a shallow footprint with each step.

Her eyes never left the shrine gate, as if the owner would walk out at any moment.

suddenly,

A commotion arose in the distance, and a group of villagers rushed toward the shrine in a panic.

They walked hurriedly, some even panting heavily, their foreheads covered in large beads of sweat.

They were also carrying several people dressed in luxurious clothes, whose clothes were originally extremely gorgeous.

But now it is broken and covered with cracks and bloodstains.

Their faces bore expressions of pain, each one seemingly telling a story of the suffering they had endured.

Their bodies were covered in wounds, the edges of which were jagged and bloody, making them a sight to behold.

Even more terrifying, the wound was stained with patches of dark, ghastly green—traces of the demonic poison.

Anyone attacked by evil and filthy demonic power will be tainted by this terrible demonic poison.

now,

Wisps of smoke rose from the bodies of those people, accompanied by hissing sounds, as they engaged in a fierce battle against the demonic poison.

The demonic poison was relentlessly eroding their lives, pulling them deeper into the abyss of death every second.

Their already pained expressions turned even paler due to the corrosive effects of the demonic poison.

Clearly, they had encountered an attack from an extremely powerful evil monster; it was a miracle that they survived such an attack.

The villagers carrying them also saw the cat demon, Kirara, who looked slightly agitated in front of the shrine.

They were all immediately puzzled, because normally Yunmu was inseparable from Lady Cuizi.

Wherever Lady Midori goes, Kirara follows.

But today, Mica was alone at the shrine entrance, and she looked very anxious, which was extremely unusual.

"Lady Mica, is Lady Midori inside?"

A villager, looking panicked and with a trembling voice, hurriedly asked Yunmu for help.

He felt no fear whatsoever when faced with the mica, which appeared somewhat ferocious and menacing due to her anxiety.

Because in this village, Kirara and Lady Midori are their guardian deities, and their protectors from monsters.

In this era where monsters roam freely, monsters are synonymous with cruelty and tyranny.

They rampage through human villages, plundering property, harming villagers, and plunging people into fear.

If it weren't for Lady Midori and Kirara's tireless efforts to rid them of the monsters,

This village has probably long since become food for monsters and no longer exists.

“Ugh…” Yunmu looked at the villagers who were clearly anxious, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

She nodded slightly, in response to the villagers' questions. Her gaze then fell on the few pitiful humans being carried away.

Feeling the filthy and tainted demonic power emanating from them, it couldn't help but bare its teeth, its eyes filled with disgust.

She has been by Midori's side for a long time, accompanying Midori to clear out monsters.

Throughout this process, she continuously sensed Midori's extremely clear and pure spiritual power.

That power made her feel incredibly comfortable and at ease.

In comparison,

She had always loathed this filthy and vile demonic power.

The demonic power emanating from these people filled her with utter loathing; it was a feeling she was born with.

She herself was a demon, yet this aversion was completely unfounded, leaving even herself puzzled.

"Lady Yunmu, these people have been attacked by monsters, and their bodies are also poisoned by demons..." a villager said hurriedly.

"Yes, Lady Yunmu, and they were originally looking for Lady Cuizi. In addition, we really don't know how to deal with the demonic poison on them."

Other villagers also chimed in, telling Yunmu what was going on.

After hearing this, Mica nodded slightly to indicate that she understood.

"Lady Yunmu, may I inform Lady Cuizi?"

The villagers looked at Mica with anticipation, hoping that she could go in and tell Lady Midori about the situation so that she could handle this thorny matter.

However, after waiting for a while, the villagers saw that the mica was still motionless in the same spot.

They were all stunned, their minds filled with doubt.

In the past, whenever a villager asked Kirara for help, Kirara would immediately run into the shrine and tell Midori-sama the situation.

But today, she is so silent and inactive, which is really strange.

Yunmu raised her head, looked at the many puzzled villagers, and remained silent for a while.

She shook her head helplessly; how could she not want to go in and tell her master?

But she simply couldn't do it!

There was an invisible barrier inside the shrine that separated her from her master.

The villagers were immediately puzzled and began to speculate about what was going on with Lady Yunmu.

Seeing the villagers' puzzled expressions, Yunmu felt extremely helpless.

She slowly extended her paw and gently touched it in front of her.

In an instant, an invisible barrier separated her from it.

Although that barrier was invisible and intangible

However, it possessed immense power; the moment Mica's claws touched it, they were repelled by a powerful rebound.

The villagers were also stunned when they saw this.

Is Lady Midori currently in seclusion, cultivating her spiritual practice?

This has never happened before, but in the past, once Lady Midori began to cultivate...

Lady Mica would then stand guard outside, preventing anyone from disturbing her.

Given this situation, could it be that Lady Suiko is undergoing some kind of special cultivation?

Among the people they brought, one of them suddenly struggled to get up.

His movements were stiff and slow, each one as if he were enduring immense pain.

He struggled to speak at the shrine entrance, pleading, "Lady Midori, please help us! Help us rid ourselves of the demons, save His Majesty, and save the people of Kyoto!"

His eyes were fixed on the shrine gate, his gaze filled with anticipation and hope.

However, even after he finished speaking, there was still no reaction from inside the shrine.

His body, ravaged by the demonic poison, was extremely weak, and every word he spoke seemed to require all his strength.

"Lady Midori...please have mercy on us and save the people of Kyoto."

He knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead hitting the ground heavily with a dull thud.

His face was streaked with tears, a testament to his longing for life and his concern for the people of Kyoto.

…......

Inside the shrine, however, the atmosphere was completely different from the tense one outside.

The interior of the shrine was impeccably clean, with the floor spotless.

Xue Lingfeng was sitting on a soft sofa, holding the shrine maiden Kurumi and Lingyue Xianji in her arms.

Before him was a mysterious mirror, which clearly reflected the activity in front of the shrine.

The shrine maiden Kurumi was perched on Xue Lingfeng's shoulder, her eyes fixed on the scene in the Xuan Guang Mirror, a hint of curiosity and doubt on her face.

Lingyue Fairy remained expressionless, her eyes occasionally glancing at Xue Lingfeng with a hint of disdain.

This guy is incredibly powerful and has an extremely stubborn personality. Ever since she was brought here by Xue Lingfeng, she has been able to silently endure all of Xue Lingfeng's actions.

However, as she felt the hand on her waist becoming increasingly audacious, the look of disgust on her face became more and more obvious.

The shrine maiden Kurumi saw all of this and noticed that the more Lingyue Xianji disliked her, the more her darling liked to tease her.

My dear has such a wicked sense of humor; she loves to tease people and make them look disgusted yet helpless.

"Darling, is this the fish you were talking about?" Kurumi asked curiously.

“They’re just bait. Look, here comes a fish.”

Xue Lingfeng said with a smile, a hint of amusement in her eyes. The interesting things were just beginning.

The shrine maiden Kurumi looked at the Xuan Guang Mirror with a puzzled expression. There seemed to be no special changes in the mirror. She didn't understand what Xue Lingfeng meant by "fish".

......

Meanwhile, the Onmyoji outside the shrine continued to kneel and pray devoutly, pouring out his grievances, but he still did not see Midori appear inside the shrine.

He even began to doubt whether Cui Zi was actually inside.

But watching the villagers interact with the mica in front of him, he felt that Midori must be inside.

After all, isn't this cat Midori's mount?

If Cui Zi wasn't inside, then the cat must have led them somewhere else to look for her.

The once peaceful sky was suddenly transformed. A strange howling sound came from the distant horizon, like the wailing of countless wronged souls, sending chills down one's spine.

Immediately afterwards, a dark, demonic cloud surged up from the sky.

The demonic cloud was so thick it seemed capable of devouring everything, carrying an evil, profound, and filthy aura, spreading rapidly like a surging tide.

In the blink of an eye, this demonic cloud completely enveloped the entire village.

The sunlight was completely blocked, and the village was plunged into darkness, as if it had been dragged into an endless abyss.

From within the demonic clouds, muffled rumbling sounds could be heard from time to time. The sound was like a giant thunderclap in one's ears, making one's eardrums ache.