At this mont, it seems that all the previous preparations and setups were just a joke, the stomping and layout of the Array also turned into futile efforts.
Lin Shuyou was about to tear off the Heart Clearing Charm on his body to initiate Divination; Tan Wenbin was also ready to stand, umbrella in the left hand and shovel in the right, to protect Xiao Yuan.
A strong sense of frustration could plunge so people into negativity and apathy, but it could also inspire others to make a desperate attempt.
Since they had been discovered, why not just go for it!
At this mont, Li Zhiyuan’s hands were placed on both their shoulders, gently pressing down.
Just as they were about to leap forward, they imdiately ceased.
A good team can engage in full democratic discussion beforehand, but in the mont of action, there can only be one will.
The youngster doesn’t struggle with being toyed with; he can’t grasp Granny Yu’s intentions behind her actions.
Granny Yu, who had long noticed the three of them, still deliberately watched them set up so many Arrays under her surveillance, only to stand out and mock them at the critical mont?
Even if it was to intentionally exhaust them it wouldn’t make sense, because she even allowed sufficient rest ti.
If the opponent were truly powerful and terrifying enough to engage in such aningless actions, did it really make a difference whether they attacked first or waited to be attacked?
The most important thing was, Li Zhiyuan discovered that the person was not a corpse but a living person, thus she was not the actual "Granny Yu" though she looked almost identical.
However, Li Zhiyuan’s first attack must land on Granny Yu, and others do not qualify.
It was this brief calm at the crucial mont that gave rise to a new turn in the situation.
Ahead, the laughter of children suddenly rang out.
"Giggle..."
"Haha..."
"Hehe..."
It was the voices of many, many children, all laughing chanically and formulaically, you can even imagine in your mind their forced smiles, like a disciplined output.
But there wasn’t a single child in sight.
Li Zhiyuan knew, if he were to go Underworld now, he would surely see a large crowd of children converging towards Granny Yu.
That is to say, the person Granny Yu was calling out to just now was not the three of them.
Lin Shuyou, sensitive to unclean spirits, understood what was happening.
Tan Wenbin could go Underworld and, although he couldn’t have Xiao Yuan’s acute senses without going Underworld, he, too, began to hear so phantom sounds in his ears with Xiao Yuan’s attitude contributing to so clarity.
Lin Shuyou and Tan Wenbin each bowed their heads, pressing their foreheads to the ground, quickly processing their nervous emotions while calming their rapid heartbeats.
This was not fear but the rapid identity shift from night attackers to a bright spotlight and then back into the dark of night—a shift too much for any sane person to bear.
Only Li Zhiyuan continued observing the changes in front.
Now, Granny Yu’s legs were very long; she kept looking around with a lantern, not searching the distance but more like a kindergarten teacher looking after a group of children around her.
"Are you... missing your mom and dad?"
It was still the chanical laughter of the children; no one answered this question.
Or perhaps, these "children" no longer rembered their biological parents.
"Let tell you... your moms and dads... they miss you a lot..."
Granny Yu started waving her lantern, as if wielding two whips,
Li Zhiyuan could feel a slight ache in his eardrums.
This was still without going Underworld; if he really went Underworld, he could see how cruel Granny Yu’s thods were.
No wonder when he drew a picture of Granny Yu for Beibei, Beibei imdiately burst into tears, even in his induced hypnotic recollection of Granny Yu, Beibei would be awakened in fright.
The wounds on the body can be healed by ti gradually, but the spiritual lashings could leave permanent scars.
Beibei had been sold to Wang Chaonan and his wife half a year ago, and although this couple was not good people, they did not mistreat this "son."
This ant that even though those children had been sold, Granny Yu still had so way to bind a part of them.
Normally inconspicuous, they could still live normal lives, the fear only buried deep inside their hearts.
But the future would inevitably be affected, akin to a curse, as these children slowly matured, this indescribable fear from their experiences would slowly affect their personalities, even causing their characters to beco warped.
Under the lashing, the "children’s" laughter stopped, replaced by the sobbing and crying of adults.
This was the grief of the children’s parents.
She was inciting the parents’ inner sorrow and tears by tornting their children.
And for those parents who had lost their children, this might just be another ordinary night, washed in tears in their sleep from missing their children.
In Granny Yu’s two white lanterns, moisture began to accumulate, getting more and more, swaying with the lanterns.
But suddenly, she paused.
She reached out, made a hole in one of the lanterns, and released a half-black half-white liquid.
Then, with another stroke of her hand, she smoothed over the hole.
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