Though I sensed the old woman's strangeness, I truly didn't expect that the old woman selling tofu pudding in the middle of the night was not some dirty creature, but a powerful old beast from the mountains. Listening to her words, she wanted a living soul, my soul.
Qing Dai stood in front of me, her words cool and her aura strong. The old woman opposite her snorted coldly and continued in a hoarse voice, "Good for you, you spirit. It seems you don't know my power if I don't teach you a lesson?"
As soon as she finished speaking, I saw the old woman before me enveloped in a faint green mist. A thin, yellow tail then shot out from behind her rear. Her face, which had been human just moments ago, contorted and changed. Soon, it transformed into the face of a weasel, complete with a pointed snout, whiskers, two round ears, and a face full of yellow fur.
I was horrified, my eyes wide open. The drunkenness I had felt vanished instantly. I asked in surprise, "A weasel..." My breathing became rapid as I spoke. Qing Dai still protected me, showing no fear or trepidation even as the opponent transformed into this grotesque form. She merely stared at the creature and said coolly, "That's right, it's an old mountain weasel. Anyone who eats her tofu pudding will have to pay with their life!"
Upon hearing this, I became fearful. I looked down at the tofu pudding that Qing Dai had knocked to the ground. The fragrant, tender tofu pudding had now turned into a pile of rotting flesh emitting a foul stench. There were even two maggots wriggling on it... My heart pounded. I had almost eaten such a disgusting thing just moments ago...
The old woman, who had transformed into the weasel's face, was now grinning, radiating a faint green aura, and speaking angrily, "I have already set my sights on this person's soul. I will have it today!"
As her voice faded, I heard the weasel let out a hoarse growl, revealing its fangs and ferocity. Involuntarily, I felt an oppressive aura wash over me, making it difficult to breathe. It then extended its sharp claws and lunged, pouncing towards Qing Dai, who was shielding me.
"Be careful!" I cried out urgently, turning to grab the sword bag I had placed by the roadside. Qing Dai showed no fear, merely saying coldly, "Seeking death!" In the next moment, she met the old weasel head-on. Her movements were so fast they were a blur. By the time I retrieved the peach wood sword from my sword bag, intending to rush to her aid, I saw Qing Dai swiftly evade the sharp claws and fangs. With a single palm strike, she struck the chest of the old weasel.
With a "bang," a gust of force vibrated outwards, ripples spreading outwards wave after wave. The old weasel let out a scream, "Ah!" Her entire body was sent flying several meters away by the palm strike. She stumbled backward repeatedly, almost falling to the ground. However, as soon as she regained her balance, she spat out a mouthful of blood... httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět Her previously ferocious face was now filled with terror. She likely hadn't expected Qing Dai to be so powerful, injuring her in just one or two exchanges.
Qing Dai, however, did not intend to let her go. She lunged at the weasel again. Even from afar, I could feel the chilling cold emanating from Qing Dai. She seemed even more formidable than when she had appeared to deal with the headless fiend last time. Seeing Qing Dai attack again, the old weasel, knowing her prowess, retreated in fear. Finally, she opened her mouth wide and spat out a gust of yellow gas.
The yellow gas billowed, instantly filling most of the street. It spread, enveloping everything. It was more potent than herbicide, causing the roadside greenery to wither in an instant... I had never witnessed such a terrifying scene. My head buzzed, and my mind went blank.
Qing Dai, in front, raised her eyebrows slightly. She shook her body, and a strong, cold wind whipped up around her. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," it blew down the street. I felt an icy chill, as if I had fallen into an ice valley. However, the spreading yellow mist was quickly dispersed and gradually vanished...
But in that brief interval, the old weasel, clutching her chest, fiercely uttered a parting threat, "I'll remember this debt." With that, the old weasel turned around. Her body was surrounded by green mist, and in the next second, she, who had been in human form, transformed into a weasel. With speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, she darted away in a few flashes, disappearing into the darkness ahead...
After the yellow gas completely dissipated, the weasel had already fled. Qing Dai glanced in the direction the old weasel had escaped but did not pursue. She simply turned around and slowly walked towards me. She had saved me once again. As I watched Qing Dai approach, I felt immensely grateful. Her beautiful eyes made my heart pound even faster. My heart skipped a beat.
"Are you alright?" Qing Dai had reached me and asked. Her voice was gentle and pleasant. I repeatedly shook my head. "I'm fine. Thank you for saving me again." I was both grateful and nervous. Qing Dai's eyes narrowed, as if she were smiling. But with her mask on, I couldn't see her expression. "It's good that you're alright. Hurry back! Your fate is not suited for you to walk alone at night..."