Dao of the Bizarre Immortal

Chapter 257 - Lama

Once the sky became dark, they took out the glowing green stones to illuminate their surroundings. Everyone continued to walk nervously, especially since Li Huowang never told them to stop.

The moon gradually rose up, showering the ground with its silver light.

Li Huowang was atop the roof of the ox-cart as he looked back. He saw that the blob of darkness had disappeared.

“It’s gone? What was that? Was that thing attracted to me or the baby?” Li Huowang muttered, trying to guess what it was.

Just then, the ox-cart stopped moving, prompting Li Huowang to shout, “Don’t stop! Keep moving!”

But the ox-cart did not move. It was the only time they did not heed his warning.

When Li Huowang turned around, he understood why they stopped. The black dot was now directly in front of them!

At that moment, Li Huowang finally saw what the black dot was. It was a group of black lambs. The lambs just stood still on the spot and didn’t move, almost as if they were puppets.

There was a Lama standing amidst the black lambs. He was wearing a coat made from black lamb fur and had a drum hung on his waist. He was wearing a necklace and bracelets made from little bones. Sitting atop his head was a Lama hat. His eyes were completely black as he looked at Li Huowang.

The Lama’s face was quite weird, with patches of yellow and black. When Li Huowang examined them, he saw that those were age spots.

Li Huowang knew the Lama was hostile to them.

At that moment, the Lama suddenly raised his skinny right arm. An old vulture flew down from the sky and landed on his arm. The vulture was almost featherless and had saggy skin.

For some reason, Li Huowang recalled the man-eating vultures he had seen back at the Women’s Mountain during the process of sky burial.

“Senior Li, the Lama...” Chun Xiaoman took out her bronze bell but didn’t know what to do.

“Don’t worry. You guys can go first. Ignore him,” instructed Li Huowang.

Under Li Huowang’s orders, everyone lowered their heads and circled around the black lambs.

On the other hand, Li Huowang continued to stand atop the ox-cart and never let the Lama out of his sight.

When they got closer, Li Huowang saw that the black lambs were all lacking teeth—all of them were old lambs.

There was also a very hostile aura coming off the Lama and the black lambs. Li Huowang didn’t know how to describe it.

Suddenly, Li Huowang saw something else. The black lambs in front of him were not lambs, but a group of old men wearing the fur of black lambs!

He only saw a glimpse of it before everything returned back to normal. The black lambs were still standing there motionlessly. Li Huowang didn’t know if he had seen through the illusion spell or if he was just seeing things.

“Meeh~” The black lambs beside the Lama all started bleating at the same time. In response, Li Huowang’s white lambs answered back.

Soon, the lambs on both sides started bleating one after another, annoying Li Huowang in the process.

“Enough!” Li Huowang roared, making the lambs all shut up.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained. I can’t ignore this any longer.

Li Huowang looked at the black Lama and broke the silence first. “Good day senior. I am a disciple of the Ao Jing Sect, Er Jiu. I’m coincidentally passing by your territory. I seek your forgiveness if I have accidentally offended you.”

Li Huowang decided to use a fake identity to see if it was useful or not. He was hoping that the Lama didn’t know that he was a Strayed One.

At the same time, this was also a threat. By announcing himself to be a part of the Ao Jing Sect, he was threatening the Lama to not attack them. The Ao Jing Sect was an established sect after all.

But the Lama did nothing in the face of Li Huowang’s statement.

Seeing this, Li Huowang told the others to continue marching, “Let’s go!”

He didn’t know what the Lama was trying to do, but Li Huowang did not want to engage the Lama, especially since he didn’t know how strong the latter was.

At his command, the wheels started moving and they moved away from the black Lama. Everyone was focused on their path ahead and remained silent.

As they passed him by, Li Huowang felt his back prickling, his brain thinking about numerous possibilities.

At that moment, he suddenly felt the presence once again; it had appeared directly behind him.

Li Huowang decided to stand his ground and turned around. He saw that the Lama was just two meters away from him!

Li Huowang finally got the chance to see the Lama’s face up close. This was the first time he had seen someone’s face being completely covered in age spots. The Lama didn’t have any teeth and his lips were curled inwards, looking like he was more than a hundred years old. The Lama was very old.

Looking at him up close, Li Huowang almost cut down the Lama, shocked by how scary the latter looked. It took a lot of his strength to suppress his instincts to attack the Lama.

Li Huowang lowered his head and saw the Lama’s legs. They were gone, replaced with bone prosthetics. He only realized that just now because the Lama had been hiding his legs among the black lambs.

As he observed the Lama, a bizarre feeling washed over Li Huowang, attempting to make him relax and close his eyes forever.

But Li Huowang would never surrender to it. He gripped his sword and snarled, “Senior, I don’t remember offending you. If you continue to do this, then do not blame me for what’s going to happen next.”

Li Huowang pulled his sword out a little and an intense killing intent instantly engulfed the surroundings.

Seeing this, the black Lama squinted his eyes and stared at Li Huowang’s sword.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere was so tense that none of the others could breathe. Lu Xiucai had even pissed himself.

Just as Li Huowang was about to completely unsheathe his sword and fight against the Lama, something happened.

Dong~

The Lama hit the drum on his waist.

Dong~

At the same time, a similar sound came from behind Li Huowang. It was Bai Lingmiao! She was hitting the drum that she used to summon the Immortals.

Dong dong dong~ Dong dong dong~

Both drums sounded together; it was as if they were conversing with each other.

After a few minutes, the sound of the drums stopped, and the heavy atmosphere disappeared.

Then, the vulture on the Lama’s arm flew up and the black lambs advanced like a black cloud, covering the Lama’s horrible lower body before lifting him up as they slowly retreated away.

Even as he saw the Lama leave, Li Huowang dared not let his guard down. He immediately told everyone to start walking again.

They walked the entire night. When the sun was out and Li Huowang finally told them to stop, everyone fell onto the ground and started panting, partly due to tiredness and partly due to shock.

What happened last night had been far too scary. They weren't even sure if the Lama had been alive or dead.

Li Huowang looked around him and saw that the Lama was nowhere in sight. He asked Bai Lingmiao, “Did the Lama say something to you with the drum?”

Bai Lingmiao nodded. “Yes. He said that he was from the Surveillance Bureau. He will let you go this time around, but there won’t be a second chance.”