Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Unknown time. Guyan Village.

Wu Zhao originally wanted to comfort Yu Ying again, but unexpectedly Nu Nu's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Sister, are you here?"

"The High Priest wants to see you; I've been looking for you for ages!"

Hearing her energetic voice, Wu Zhao couldn't help but smile.

After hearing Nunu's voice, Yu Ying felt something was off.

She looked up at Wu Zhao with some fear.

"You...you know her?"

"How could you be with her? She, she is—"

The door to the thatched hut was suddenly pushed open, followed by Yu Ying's terrified scream.

"Ahhh-"

Wu Zhao's fingers twitched, suppressing the surprise in his heart.

Nunu's expression did not change because of Yu Ying's scream.

Instead, her smile became even brighter.

"Sister, so you really were here."

She moved closer to Wu Zhao and reached out to hug his arm.

This overly familiar manner seemed like a ghost to Yu Ying.

She hugged Wu Xingzhou tightly as he slept on the bed, her back to Wu Zhao and Nunu.

"Go, you all need to leave now!"

"Get out! You're not welcome in our home!"

Yu Ying's sharp voice drove the two away.

Nunu seemed to find her voice grating and glared at Yu Ying's back with some displeasure.

"Come on, sister, I'll take you to see the high priest."

Without saying a word, Nunu pulled Wu Zhao outside.

Wu Zhao only had time to put the cup in his hand on the table before Nunu pulled him away.

"Sorry for disturbing you."

Before leaving, Wu Zhao quickly apologized.

"I've left the cup on the table. Goodbye."

After the two left, Yu Ying slowly raised her head.

Her gaze fell on the table.

There was a water glass left by Wu Zhao, and from Yu Ying's direction, you could vaguely see something pressed under the glass.

Yu Ying composed herself.

She stood up, walked to the table, and took out a piece of...red paper from under the cup.

The paper was folded into a triangle, and there were black ink marks on it.

The red paper in her hand emitted a slight warmth, and Yu Ying felt that the biting cold she had just felt was neutralized by this warmth.

Her eyes lit up.

Suddenly, on a whim, he stuffed the red triangular paper package into Wu Xingzhou's arms.

A faint red light spread from his embrace, gradually enveloping the man on the bed.

Yu Ying nervously clenched her hands, staring intently at Wu Xingzhou.

Upon noticing the slight twitch of his withered fingers, Yu Ying's eyes instantly filled with tears.

Star...Singapore...

she murmured.

Wu Zhao, who hadn't gone very far, sensed the fluctuations in the talisman's aura and let out a soft breath.

Nunu, who was beside her, took her arm. "Sister, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, I was just curious how you knew I was here?"

Wu Zhao did not refuse her outstretched hand, but his expression was somewhat cold.

Nunu squinted her eyes and smiled like a little fox.

"Of course I know!"

"I'm the smartest and most clever girl in the village! Hehe."

"Sister, you said you were very curious about the village, so I thought you must want to know who the people who came to the village before were."

With that thought in mind, she headed this way.

Surprisingly, she guessed right.

Thinking smugly, Nunu swung Wu Zhao's arm.

Like she's acting coquettishly.

Wu Zhao silently observed Nunu's expression.

The two chatted casually, with Nunu doing most of the talking while Wu Zhao listened.

The two quickly arrived at a secluded courtyard.

Before even entering the courtyard, Wu Zhao sensed Jun Wu's presence.

"This is it, sister, you can go in by yourself!"

"No one else can enter without the High Priest's permission."

Nunu spoke, then craned her neck to look around the small courtyard with some regret.

Can't just let others in?

Wu Zhao was a little curious. "Then I'll go in. Thank you for bringing me here."

Nunu smiled and watched Wu Zhao walk into the courtyard until her figure disappeared from sight.

The smile on his lips disappeared.

A twisted shadow suddenly spread out from under Nunu, the stretching, winding black shadow struggling at her feet.

It sounded like a silent scream.

"stranger……"

"Let me see what's so special about you... that makes Brother Junwu care so much..."

……

There was a very faint fragrance in the room.

It was a flavor that Wu Zhao was very familiar with.

"You came."

Junwu's deep voice rang out.

Wu Zhao saw the figure sitting at the table.

"Didn't you ask me to come?"

Upon seeing this face, Wu Zhao felt a slight itch in his hands.

No matter how many times I see it, I still want to punch that face.

Wu Zhao gritted his teeth.

"You... want to hit me?"

Junwu hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I don't think I've offended you, have I?"

"Well, not at the moment."

Wu Zhao casually sat down opposite him and naturally took the glass of water that he had just poured.

He had no idea what time it was, but for some reason, Junwu was a little...dazed at that moment.

"Where did you come from?"

Junwu couldn't understand what Wuzhao was saying, nor did he find Wuzhao's natural actions strange.

Wu Zhao put down his cup and chuckled softly.

Where do you come from?

Instead of answering him, Wu Zhao asked a question in return.

Junwu frowned in confusion, having received no answer.

But he honestly said, "...I came from heaven."

“The village took me in, and I pray for the village every year…”

He is a newly born consciousness of the Heavenly Dao, who takes human form and walks the world.

I've only been in this small village for two short years.

Other people have stumbled into this village in the past two years, but Wu Zhao is the most unique one he has ever met.

Seeing her gave Junwu a very strange feeling.

"Pfft, you didn't tell the village the same thing, did you?"

Coming from the sky?

Junwu really dares to say that... Wu Zhao chuckled.

His expression confirmed my suspicion.

"you……"

Wu Zhao was speechless.

"I feel that you are very kind."

Junwu reached out his hand, seemingly wanting to touch Wuzhao.

Turning his head to avoid his hand, Wu Zhao's heart suddenly stirred.

"Don't you find anything strange about this village?"

A strange ritual and a very strange atmosphere.

Nunu, who is very innocent but gives her a strange feeling...

Junwu pondered for a moment.

He looked somewhat confused.

"It seems like something's strange..."

The ring on my hand suddenly became scalding hot.

A crimson light floated on the ring.

Junwu suddenly covered his eyes, and a trace of blood flowed from where he covered them.

"Junwu!"

Wu Zhao suddenly stood up.

"what happened to you?"

She didn't have time to react to the temperature of the ring.

Junwu raised his head blankly, his crimson lips parted slightly.

Confused and puzzled.

"How...how did you get this in your hands..."

"my eyes?"