“What do you want? We, we are spiders.” the spider-girl said with terror, looking at Wen Wen.
“Don’t worry, I won’t molest you.” Wen Wen released her hands and said with a look of seeking knowledge, “Can you perform that? The kind where you crawl around everywhere.”
Wen Wen rubbed his hands and said somewhat sheepishly, “I have been practicing similar abilities, but I always feel my movements are not standard enough or scary enough. You are professionals in this regard, so I want to see how you crawl.”
The spider-girls hesitated. They were all ladies, and crawling around in front of a man was undignified.
“I have money, I have demon-hunting coins!”
Wen Wen showed the spider-girls his demon-hunting coin balance, and their attitude towards him immediately changed.
In an instant, several spider-girls revealed their ferocious forms and crawled rapidly in various horrifying postures within the cramped room, making everyone at the door’s scalps tingle.
Si Fu’er’mo suddenly realized that it might have been Wen Wen who caused the scream in Klim last time…
The spider-girls crawled in the room for a full half hour before stopping, covered in sweat. Wen Wen nodded in satisfaction, paid the proprietress a considerable fee, and left contentedly.
With this experience, Wen Wen was sure he would reach a new realm when climbing walls in the future.
After the farce ended, the night had grown deep. Wen Wen returned to his room and paused by the door of one of the rooms, from which the chanting of creation scriptures could be faintly heard.
Initially, they had no voices, but when the sixth person arrived, they transitioned from silent recitation to low chanting.
Si Fu’er’mo naturally noticed this anomaly as well, but for some reason, he had not acted against these people.
While observing, Wen Wen suddenly twitched his brow. He saw Miao Xin’yi, wearing pajamas, walking downstairs, seemingly heading towards the chanting room.
Her eyes were open, but her expression was slightly dazed. Wen Wen walked in front of her and gently clapped his hands. She seemed to awaken as if from a dream, appearing confused as to why she was there.
Just then, Lin Zhe’yuan came looking for him. Wen Wen whispered what he had seen into his ear. Lin Zhe’yuan’s heart tightened, and he took his wife back to their room. It was likely that Lin Zhe’yuan would stay by Miao Xin’yi’s side until the end of this journey.
After Lin Zhe’yuan and his wife left, Wen Wen’s expression turned grim. He had sensed an unusual energy fluctuation on Miao Xin’yi just now, the same energy fluctuation that had appeared when he disrupted the five people’s chanting that day.
Perhaps at the beginning, only one person chanted every night, but as time passed, it was like a viral infection, causing more and more people to chant.
If Wen Wen hadn’t been there and Miao Xin’yi had entered that room, perhaps she would have become one of the chanting people the next night.
However, the infection efficiency of this power was extremely low, only infecting one person after such a long time. But precisely because of its low efficiency, it had never attracted anyone’s attention.
Now that Wen Wen had noticed it, this thing would never be able to infect anyone else again. Wen Wen walked through the entire Mountain Flower House, stealthily carving more than a dozen miniature runes.
These runes could detect the special aura Wen Wen had sensed earlier. If someone was attracted to this room by some inexplicable force, like Miao Xin’yi, they would be detected by these runes, thus interrupting them.
For the next two days, Wen Wen observed this room every night. He saw several weaker demon hunters or spider-girls walking towards this room in a daze.
However, as they approached the room, they would inexplicably receive a weak electric shock, which would immediately awaken them and cause them to completely distance themselves from the room.
Due to the frequent electric shocks, several Assimilation realm supernaturals in the group naturally noticed this place, which caused the emotions of those participating in the chanting assembly to become increasingly volatile.
Wen Wen, observing from the shadows, knew that changes were about to begin.
A slightly plump man with a flat haircut leaned against a rock by the hot spring, staring blankly at the ceiling.
His name was Lao Shi’ren, an ordinary demon hunter. As his name suggested, he was an honest and decent person.
In his youth, he had many unrealistic fantasies, believing he could carve out a niche for himself, and that as long as he was honest and worked diligently, he would achieve success.
But after entering society, he realized he was a bit naive. Putting aside work, at least his honest and dull personality made it difficult to find a girlfriend he liked.
So, in the end, he became a "rebound" man, marrying a woman who was pregnant before marriage.
Life as a rebound was better than expected. His wife, tired of playing around outside, felt guilty towards her husband. After getting married, she became very devoted.
Although the child was not his, he treated him as his own son, and the child was also very filial.
Under normal circumstances, their family would have lived a harmonious and happy life.
But unfortunately, even such a life was no longer meant for Lao Shi’ren.
A passing monster casually slaughtered his wife and daughter, and he could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.
Rescued from the pool of blood, he awakened his supernatural powers, vowing not to be an honest man who was constantly bullied, and embarked on the path of killing monsters for his wife and daughter.
But this path was not easy. Although he possessed this ability, his personality was really not suited for it. So, after working for half a year, he applied for this trip.
He had already decided that after the trip ended, he would resign from his frontline demon hunter job and develop well in the second line. He really didn’t like fighting.
Suddenly, Lao Shi’ren felt inexplicably irritable. He quickly climbed out of the bath, put on his clothes, and stood in front of the washbasin to brush his teeth. As he brushed, he froze.
“Why am I brushing my teeth? It’s already night. Where am I going?”
“Oh… right, I’m going to chant scriptures.”
“But I don’t believe in the Church of Creation. Why am I going to chant scriptures? It seems like something very important, more important than my life.”
“Today’s chanting seems to have been canceled.”
“Damn demon hunters, damn demon hunters!”
Lao Shi’ren gnashed his teeth fiercely, his teeth creaking. His eyes were fixed on the mirror, the foam in his mouth rapidly turning bright red, and then…
His head rolled off his neck.