Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 198 - 161 Buddhist and Taoist Twin Souls_2

Chapter 198: Chapter 161 Buddhist and Taoist Twin Souls_2

"The Star-picking Saint!"

"..." Zhou Xuan.

Such a pretentious nickname, no wonder Si Yuer named herself "Yu Zhaixing" in the Blood Well Society.

"Over the past two years, I’ve been more mad than usual. My father locked me up with iron chains, so I couldn’t go anywhere. When I’m not mad, I just read novels.

In those novels, divine thieves are often called Star Pickers. I need to be better than them, so I’ll call myself the Star-picking Saint!"

The young lady is really so pretentious. If you’re this way, I might as well tell a tale of ’The White-Browed Hero.’

Hey, speak of the devil.

The optimistic Si Yuer began talking about wuxia novels, only to sigh and say, "It’s such a pity, Brother Zhou, do you know that there’s a newspaper serial called The White-Browed Hero?"

"Oh~ is there?"

"Someone published the White-Browed Hero novel in newspapers, but they didn’t finish writing it. They only wrote sixteen episodes, and then there’s no continuation."

The guys in the Zhou Family’s Troupe and the Huang Family’s Lotus Temple only told sixteen episodes of the story. They haven’t continued yet, so of course there’s no follow-up.

"I can’t see the follow-up, and it keeps me up at night." Si Yuer said, "I asked Housekeeper Bai to investigate."

"What did he find?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"White-Browed Hero was a story told by the Young Master of the Zhou Family’s Troupe in Ping Shui Prefecture. I heard his storytelling was incredibly popular. On the days he performed, the Zhou Family’s Troupe was overflowing with listeners, some even traveled over ten miles just to hear him.

Oh, and he also went to the Lotus Temple, where he told stories to Lady Lianhua from the Huang Family. I heard there were performances involved... very exciting.

I wanted Housekeeper Bai to spend money to hire that Young Master to come to my house and tell the story, but unfortunately, the Class Leader of the Zhou Family said the Young Master has returned to his hometown. It could be a few months, or even one or two years before he’s back in Ping Shui Prefecture. I don’t even know if I’ll live long enough to wait for his return."

"Don’t worry, you’ll be able to wait."

Zhou Xuan said confidently.

"You sound so sure... Is it because your tattoo will definitely cure my madness?"

Whether it can cure madness is another matter, but even at the brink of death, I could tell you a tale of the White-Browed Hero—that’s a promise.

Zhou Xuan chuckled mischievously, "Let’s not talk about storytelling first, Da Yu’er. Let me ask you, how did you know that the High Priest of our Ancient Tattoo Clan is the Hundred-Eyed one?"

Zhou Xuan didn’t even know if the Ancient Tattoo Clan truly had a Hundred-Eyed High Priest—let’s assume they had one.

"Oh, the One Eye saw it."

Si Yuer said.

"One Eye? What One Eye?"

"This one."

Si Yuer grabbed a red string around her neck and pulled it off—it was a pendant.

The pendant wasn’t a gemstone, nor was it a Buddha statue, but instead an amber-like eye.

The amber eye’s pupil was deep and profound. Zhou Xuan held it in his hands and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The aura emanating from the eye felt very familiar to him.

"This eye, I plucked it out from the Blood Well." Si Yuer said.

"..." Zhou Xuan.

No wonder the aura felt so familiar,

but,

A Blood Well eye... could actually be plucked out?

"I’ve heard my teacher describe the Blood Well, saying there’s an ancient temple inside, and on the temple walls, there are numerous eyes. Was your eye plucked from there?"

"Yes, I grabbed it from there." Si Yuer explained, "At the very beginning of my spiritual awakening, for two years, my madness wasn’t severe, and I didn’t know how to enter the Blood Well,

but by the end of the year before last, my Blood Well illness suddenly worsened. Then one day, I don’t know how, but I entered the Blood Well. I saw countless eyes on the temple wall. Each eye was like a butterfly flying toward me, circling around me.

I then reached out and grabbed one."

Si Yuer pointed to the amber eye and said, "It’s this eye!"

An eye from the Blood Well brought into reality by Si Yuer!?

It sounded unbelievable, but the amber eye clearly carried the aura of the Blood Well.

Si Yuer said, "This eye has shown me many things. For example, I saw your Ancient Clan’s High Priest. Every time he enters the Blood Well, he performs a strange ritual and chants some bizarre spells,

At the end of the ritual, he faces the snowy sky above the Blood Well and declares in his mind—’Hundred-Eyed High Priest of the Ancient Tattoo Clan seeks blessings from the Blood Well.’

At that moment, an eye from the Blood Well would fly onto his body, becoming an ’eye’ tattoo on him.

Though he speaks only in his thoughts, I could hear him using this eye."

By now, Zhou Xuan understood.

The Blood Well is an Alien Ghost!

Alien Ghosts are on par with gods; gods can bestow blessings, so naturally, the Blood Well can too.

In a certain sense, divination truly is just the elementary level of borrowing the power of the Blood Well.

Blessings require rituals to complete.

So, could Si Yuer’s amber eye witness numerous blessing rituals?

This Si Family young lady unintentionally plucked an eye from the Blood Well—a remarkably valuable object. Yet, she herself didn’t know how to use it.

Zhou Xuan held the amber eye close to his own, staring intently, but there was no connection between him and the eye. Those eerie visions naturally remained out of his reach.

The eye Si Yuer plucked could only be used by her.

"I’ll need to ask Si Yuer more questions in the future; maybe I can find a blessing suitable for myself."

Zhou Xuan thought.

Of course, this is contingent on curing Si Yuer’s madness. If she remains mad, this eye, along with the secret of the Blood Well’s blessings, will remain sealed forever.

As Zhou Xuan and Si Yuer chatted merrily, Si Ming entered with Liu Qingguang.