Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 194: Chapter 193: Porcelain Doll (11)_1

Such long legs!

Fu Qian sized up the little girl next to him.

Though she appeared young, her height was notably tall.

Amber-colored eyes first watched him warily, then turned to look toward the white tree in the swamp.

She must have noticed him outside earlier, so she had been hiding in the house until the bell rang and she dared to come out.

In fact, it wasn’t just her; summoned by the sound of the bell, groups of people were emerging from different buildings.

Once outside, they all had the same reaction, standing obediently by the road, basking in the dazzling white light.

At this moment, the ringing of the bells grew closer, the sound becoming more and more urgent.

It always seemed like some incredible event!

Fu Qian, following the actions of others, also stood by the road.

At that time, the light from the white tree suddenly burst forth, many times stronger than before.

Hit by this beam of light, Fu Qian suddenly felt his flesh and blood boiling.

The next moment, he became dizzy, and transparent flesh sprouts began to itch and grow on the exposed skin, stretching wildly in all directions.

Was this even possible?

Under the white light, Fu Qian vaguely felt part of himself drifting away, and even the face he had pinched into shape could hardly be maintained.

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Fu Qian took a deep breath, discreetly covered his skin, and slowly gathered his thoughts.

At the same time, the reactions of others varied greatly.

Those standing obediently by the road mostly had their bodily surfaces writhing with flesh, as sparkling points of light emerged from them.

The light points gathered in front of their bodies, forming a misty image in constant transformation—an image resembling a doll!

So that’s how those things came about?

Fu Qian, having almost stabilized himself, was amazed by this scene.

Looking closely, he noticed that the solidity of each doll’s image varied.

Some were merely a ball of light, barely maintaining a shape.

Others were nearly solid, with extremely clear details.

Of course, there were also those like himself, with no reaction at all.

Fu Qian initially wondered if this would be too conspicuous but turned around to see that the girl was just as “Muggle” as he was.

It seemed the problem wasn’t serious.

By then, the procession of bell-ringers had already approached.

To his surprise, these people had a significant physical difference compared to the bystanders.

Not only were their builds and stature nearly normal, but even the signs of contamination on their bodies were faint.

The leader of the bell-ringers looked just like an ordinary old man.

At the moment, he was ringing the bell while scrutinizing the roadside, observing the consolidation.

Of course, faced with someone like Fu Qian, the old man’s glance didn’t even pause for a millisecond.

Ah!

Accompanied by a cry of relief, the light in front of one person finally solidified into a physical form.

A porcelain white doll first fell to the ground and then, turning over, quickly burrowed into his clothing.

The envy of those around was nearly tangible at that moment.

Meanwhile, Fu Qian noticed that the man’s body was rapidly shrinking, transforming back to a normal human physique.

Did the doll share its vitality?

So the dolls that Miyamoto and the others were hunting weren’t transcendent beings, but grew out from these natives.

Fu Qian sighed inwardly.

It was indeed unexpected!

At this point, Fu Qian noticed at the end of the procession, there were bodies being carried.

One, two, three…

He observed closely and noticed that one of the bodies remarkably had four arms.

Recalling the raid from the previous day, Fu Qian roughly understood how these people had died.

It seemed that if the doll was shattered, the original body would also die.

At that time, the long procession had reached the edge of the swamp, and under the intense white light, people became almost transparent.

Three bodies were pushed into the swamp and quickly submerged by the red and green sludge.

The next moment, the ringing of bells ceased abruptly.

This team, bathed in radiance, stripped off their clothes in unison and began to copulate right there on the spot.

It was utterly devoid of aesthetic appeal!

Shocked by such an unexpected development, Fu Qian glanced around a few times before averting his eyes.

Looking around, most people were gazing at the scene with ecstatic expressions.

The girl beside him, however, was looking down at the ground, seemingly not much of an appreciator either.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before the white light dimmed, and everything returned to calm.

Even the Treants nearby calmed down, their eyes closed.

Fu Qian turned and saw that the girl had already quietly started walking back.

After some thought, Fu Qian carefully circumvented the Treants and followed her into the room behind.

The room was tidier than he had imagined, clearly someone had been living there for a long time.

The girl was sitting in a chair, watching him warily.

“Don’t be nervous, I’m not a good person,” he said.

Fu Qian casually picked a sturdy-looking chair to sit on and sized up the girl.

He had to admit, the girl had a rather delicate beauty, not as burly as the others, but large coral patches of rot marred her left cheek, greatly spoiling her demeanor.

It was hard to imagine how she could survive in such a place.

“I just have a few questions for you, about that thing today,” Fu Qian motioned with his hand.

“Do you know what that was?”

“You mean the Frenzied Spirit…”

After staring at Fu Qian for a long while, the girl finally spoke, her voice somewhat hoarse and slow, as if it had been a long time since she had last spoken.

“So that thing is called the Frenzied Spirit?” Fu Qian nodded.

The name seemed quite fitting.

“Do you know where to find it?”

“I don’t know.”

The girl answered very succinctly this time.

“No one knows where the Frenzied Spirit is. It always appears suddenly, eats people, and then runs away.”

“From the way you speak, does it often attack you?”

“Yes.”

The girl nodded.

“It started a long time ago.”

“It’s said that it was once a White Spirit until it devoured its own master and went mad.”

Devouring its own master… Fu Qian recalled the scene from just before.

“Are you someone from the outside?” the girl suddenly asked while he was still pondering.

“Yes!”

Since the girl hadn’t exposed him earlier, Fu Qian didn’t hide the truth and admitted it directly.

He expected her to continue questioning, but after receiving an affirmative response, she just bit her lip tightly and asked no further questions.

“By the way, what were those people doing just now?”

“Pilgrimage… The Sacred Tree emits light at a fixed time each day, and bathing in it can rapidly mature the White Spirit within one’s body.”

That made sense!

“Can everyone control the White Spirit they expel?”

Fu Qian remembered another question.

“Since they are part of the same body, why wouldn’t they be able to control it?” the girl seemed somewhat puzzled by his question.

“However, every once in a while, the White Spirit will leave the original body to hunt freely.”

Free hunting time.

Fu Qian instantly thought of the group that had been lured at the beginning.

Miyamoto and Mr. Luo, they really do understand the nature of the Porcelain Dolls well!