Chapter 475 - 367: Seal 3
Little White heard the commotion and burst out laughing when she saw him. "You’re so clumsy! What did you do to be this stupid? No wonder you don’t have any friends! If you want to be my follower, you have to master this Skill! Got it?!"
Little White, who had been feeling bored, now started to have fun playing in the woods.
The boy’s expression turned ugly at the taunts. When he was alive, he had been constantly mocked and bullied by many people.
’Now that I’m dead, do I still have to be bullied?’
’Why does she look down on me?’
’Why does she think I can’t do it?!’
’Once I master this Skill, I’ll kill this woman!’
’We’ll see who dares to mock me then!’
He jumped up, grabbed a vine, swung across, and fell with a THUD.
After this happened a few more times, the boy flew into a rage. His human-like face instantly split open into a gaping, bloody maw, and he swallowed the branch whole.
But he spat it out just as quickly.
He couldn’t digest that thing.
"You! Stop right there!" the furious boy shouted.
Hearing his voice, Little White stopped, perching on a branch. "Are you shouting at me? You good-for-nothing. If you can’t even do something this simple, what can you do?!"
’I’m going to explode!’
The boy stared at Little White with a cold expression. "Do you know where you are?"
"Where?"
"My home!"
Little White’s eyes darted around. ’His home?’
’Does that mean he’s very familiar with this place?’
Seeing the change in Little White’s expression, the boy thought she must have understood his meaning.
Here, he was omnipotent!
Little White had to obey him to stay alive.
Sure enough, Little White jumped down from the tree, landed on the ground, and walked toward him. "A guest comes from afar, so does that make me a guest? Shouldn’t you be hosting me?"
The boy nodded. Her reaction wasn’t quite what he’d expected, but... as long as the result was good, it didn’t matter.
’Once she’s in my hands, won’t she be at my mercy...?’
The next thing the boy knew, Little White was patting his shoulder with a sharp CRACK, and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart.
"HISS... Go easy on me." ’I worked so hard to get this body; I can’t let it be destroyed so easily.’
"Alright, whatever you say."
Little White shot out her hand, grabbed the boy, and flung him skyward, sending him flying toward a nearby branch. "Grab on! Or you’re going to fall!"
The boy was too preoccupied to be angry and instinctively grabbed a vine.
Huh, he did it!
Little White watched him with a wide grin. "So, are you Satisfied with the gift I gave you?"
’Since you’re Satisfied, it should be my turn to make some demands,’ Little White thought.
"I love it!" The boy couldn’t hold back his plan to act tough and blurted out his true feelings.
And he had to admit, this swinging back and forth was really fun!
It was as fun as a swing set.
When he was a child, his family had no money for amusement parks. He remembered his grandfather had made him a tall swing just like this. He thought it might have been his birthday.
He couldn’t remember clearly, but that old man was no good. He had money but wouldn’t give him any, so in the end, the boy poisoned him with pesticide.
He’d forgotten how many years had passed, but the feeling of swinging now was exhilarating.
As he swung nonstop, he seemed to forget that he was originally planning to put Little White in her place.
Little White went from interested to bored, and finally to impatient, but he was still swinging...
"I’m hungry. Shouldn’t you take me to get something to eat? I’m your guest, and I even gave you such a great gift. You can’t just let me starve, can you? That’s no way to treat a guest!"
Snapped back to his senses by Little White’s shout, the boy finally remembered that he was home.
THUD!
He fell again and face-planted, but he didn’t care about that anymore.
"Something to eat? What do you want to eat?" The boy’s eyes darted around as if an idea had just struck him.
"Hurry up and come home with me!"
The boy reached out to grab Little White’s hand, but she dodged him.
’Too dirty.’ "Besides, men and women shouldn’t be so familiar. I’ll just follow you."
’I should be able to find Sister Wen Ying this time, right?’
’Sister Wen Ying and Little Brother must be in this little thing’s village!’
She had been wandering through this seemingly endless forest alone for a long time, but unexpectedly, after following the little boy for just a short while, she saw a gate.
To call it a gate wasn’t quite right.
There was only a path, flanked on either side by two large, tall stones.
Each stone had a single character carved into it.
The one on the left read "Feng," and the one on the right read "Men."
"Our village is just through here, but you can’t shout or make a lot of noise, okay?"
Even though he was home, he seemed to have gotten much more timid.
"Fengmen Village? So this is the place with the mist?"