Du Kang didn't even look back as he ran away. Only the little girl was left. She tilted her head and held a thermos cup in her arms. Looking at Du Kang's panicked back, she suddenly smiled happily and skipped after him.
"Phew, I was scared to death. Fortunately, I reacted quickly. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of trouble would have happened."
Du Kang ran for five to six minutes in one go. In the end, he was so tired that he almost stuck out his tongue. His hands were on his knees and his mouth was wide open as he panted heavily. He turned his head to look behind him and found that the strange little girl didn't chase after him. Only then did his heart finally relax.
Just as Du Kang was taking a break to catch his breath, he heard a sudden chaos on the road behind him. At first, Du Kang thought that the little girl was chasing after him. He turned his head and was about to run, but when he glanced behind him, he suddenly realized that it wasn't the little girl from before, but two ghost messengers that he had never seen before.
One black and one white, a man and a woman pulled a person behind them and strode over. Du Kang quickly retracted his gaze and lowered his head, pretending to be like a wandering spirit beside him. He slowly walked forward step by step. Soon, the man and woman pulled the person behind them and brushed past Du Kang, not allowing him to stop at all.
"Damn it, could it be that these are the legendary Black and White Impermanence?" Du Kang felt that the two people had gone far away before he dared to raise his head to look at them.
Suddenly, the man in black stopped and suddenly turned his head. He looked towards Du Kang, scaring Du Kang so much that he quickly lowered his head again. His heart was beating wildly like a drum. After waiting for a long time, nothing happened. Only then did he dare to raise his head slightly and look into the distance.
"Phew, damn it, they're finally gone."
Du Kang heaved a sigh of relief, stood up straight, and patted his chest. "My goodness, I was so scared that I almost lost my pulse. Black and White Impermanence, this is …"
Shaking his head, Du Kang didn't know how to describe his feelings. Fortunately, he hadn't been discovered. Right now, the most important thing was to find Weiwei's soul. Along the way, he had wasted a lot of time. Du Kang didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly rushed forward.
There was no time in the netherworld, and the road to the Yellow Springs was boundless. Du Kang searched and chased all the way, but he found nothing until he saw a Zhuangzi at the end of the Yellow Springs.
"Granny Meng Village!"
Du Kang's heart trembled. Suddenly, he noticed a familiar figure walking in. "Sister Chu, oh no, I'm too late!"
Du Kang was so anxious that he slapped his thigh and ran madly. No matter what, he had to stop Weiwei before she really entered the Underworld and bring her back to the world of the living.
As the saying goes, a horse will run to death when looking at a mountain. This road didn't seem far, but it wasn't close. After about half an hour, Du Kang finally arrived in front of the Zhuangzi.
This Zhuangzi was located on the road to the Yellow Springs. It covered an extremely large area. In front of it, there was a wooden door, a fence, and a courtyard wall. In the middle, there was a horizontal plaque. It had been through the vicissitudes of time, and its original color could no longer be seen. Its surface was covered with dust, and there were cobwebs at the corners. Du Kang looked at it for a long time before he finally recognized the three big seal characters on it … Granny Meng Village!
"Eight hundred miles on the road to the Yellow Springs, drink a cup of Granny Meng's soup, and forget everything in the past. Everything in the past is like smoke. A hundred years of life is but a golden millet dream …"
The faint voice was mournful and floated along with the wind. It sounded like a sob and a complaint. Those who heard it would feel sorrow in their hearts, and tears would fall from their eyes.
Du Kang watched as Weiwei entered the Zhuangzi. He no longer cared about what Ma Xiaoling had told him. In any case, he had to save Weiwei. He reached out and pushed open the wooden door, and strode into the Zhuangzi.
After entering the wooden door, he saw that the courtyard was like a farmhouse. The ground was yellow, and there were stone wheels and a few hoes at the door. Two abacuses were hanging on the wall, and there were some adzes, chisels, axes, saws, and three or four old books on the windowsill.
The pages of the books had already turned yellow. As the wind blew, the pages rustled. Du Kang pushed open the door and entered the village. He felt that everything in front of him was like an inn in ancient times.
In the spacious hall, there was a railing that was half a person's height in the middle, a corridor, and a staircase leading to the second floor.
What surprised Du Kang the most was that the little girl he had just met was one step ahead of him. She was sitting on a small stool, and the thermos cup was placed by her feet. She was holding a big meat bun in her hands, and her mouth was full of oil. She was so happy that her big eyes narrowed into two beautiful crescent moons.
Hearing the footsteps, the little girl looked up. When she saw that it was Du Kang, she immediately jumped up from the small stool happily. Holding the meat bun in one hand and the thermos cup in the other, she ran up to Du Kang. She looked up at Du Kang and asked, "Why did you come here? Are you here to answer my question?"
"This …" Du Kang looked at the little girl, not knowing what to say.
At this moment, the creaking sound of the stairs could be heard. A tall beauty walked down from the second floor with her hands on the stairs.
This woman's eyebrows and eyes were 70% similar to the little girl in front of him. He couldn't tell her specific age. She looked young, no more than 21 or 22 years old. However, her eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and her temperament was solemn, as if she had experienced many things in life.
Her beautiful hair was tied up high, and her skin was smooth and creamy. Her coarse dress was unable to conceal her beautiful face, and her curvaceous figure was exquisite. She also walked over with a pair of bare feet that seemed to be carved out of white jade.
"Meng Meng, hurry up and come back. Don't be rude to our esteemed guest."
The woman gently nodded. The little girl pouted and dragged the thermos cup to the woman's side reluctantly. She put her hands behind her back and stood behind the woman. She did not forget to stick out her tongue at Du Kang and make a cute face.
"May I ask who you are …" Du Kang felt that the beautiful woman in front of him was really unfathomable. At first glance, she was like a deep pool, and he couldn't see through her. Thus, he could only tentatively ask.
"Haha, an esteemed guest has come to visit, but you ask me who I am. That's interesting. Never mind, no stranger has come to this Meng Po Village for many years, so I'll just say it to kill some boredom." The woman held the little girl called Meng Meng's hand and walked down the stairs. She sat on the small stool, hugged Meng Meng, and let her nestle in her arms. She said softly, "The red light is all a play, and the life of luxury is without a trace. I am Meng Xing, and I haven't asked for your esteemed name, and why have you come to my Meng Po Village?"
"The red light is all a play, and the life of luxury is without a trace …" Du Kang repeated Meng Xing's words, nodded, and then gently shook his head. He cupped his fists at Meng Xing and said, "I'm not an esteemed guest. I'm just a mortal, and my name is Du Kang. You can also call me Xiao Pang. I'm here to take someone back."
"Who?"
"Chu Weiwei."