Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  “Screeeech, screeeech.” The cry of a night hawk in the pitch-dark night stirred apprehension in people’s hearts.

  On a little muddy road 150 kilometers from the capital, there was a funeral procession team of about 10-20 people braving the drizzle.

  The team slowly walked forward, their path dancing with paper money flying all over the sky like snow.

  After the procession oppressively treaded a block of road, the rain started growing heavier.

  In the dark sky, the cry of a giant bird soaring past pierced their ears.

  The people at the front of the funeral procession suddenly stopped when a murder of crows flew toward them head-on, causing people to wave their arms around in panic.

  All of a sudden, an icy, pale hand crept out from under the lid of the coffin.

  Someone in the procession shrieked.

  Then, the coffin clattered onto the ground with a heavy bang.

  Under the sparse light granted by the dismal stars, there was a paunchy woman dressed in white with her long hair draping over here face, just standing there.

  The woman slowly lifted her head……

  She met the people’s jaw-trembling expressions of shock and, without any hesitation, charged forward with a yell.

  On the official road, there was also a troop of horse riders braving the rain.

  Yu Xiu, who had a woven rush raincoat wrapped around him, reined in his horse and tilted his head to listen with a frown. Then, he urged his horse forward with a pat to catch up to Crown Prince Mo. “My lord, do you hear any strange noises?”


  Crown Prince Mo nodded. There were not only strange noises but also a faint scent of blood drifting toward them with the wind, letting him know that there must be an unforeseen event up ahead.

  “Everyone, be careful,” Yu Xiu waved his arm and commanded the following 20+ youths in black.

  They were about to reach the capital. With the temper of those few individuals, they would not have a chance to act if you don’t attack now.

  Crown Prince Mo absent-mindedly swept his eyes over the road ahead of him, an icy smile drawing on his lips.

  Although there was not a woven rush raincoat over his thin and ethereal white clothes, the rain that drifted to his side instantly evaporated into smoke and disappeared without a trace.

  His journey had truly been extremely boring. The only thing that those ‘brothers’ of him did besides assassination was more assassination, and they could not conceive anything new.

  They were nowhere near as interesting as his dear wooden treasure. When he recalled that stoic face, the smile on Mo Lian’s lips would slightly deepen.

  Tut, he thought about that little one again for no reason, how annoying.

  The troop of more than 20 riders galloped forward on the official road, leaving a trail of dust behind them.

  However, due to the intensification of the rain, the visibility became very low.

  Suddenly, a big-bellied woman with her head hanging down leaped in front of them from a muddy road burrowed in a slope of thorns, brazenly blocking them in the center of the road.

  Yu Xiu hastily pulled his reins, barely avoiding running over her.

  This group of youths was no longer impulsive hotheads.

  Having a strange-looking woman leap out from a dirt road all of a sudden in the vast night—it was weird no matter how you looked at it.

  Everyone’s nerves immediately grew taut, and they silently prepared for battle.

  The woman was wearing white clothes covered in dirt, and her long hair was soggily covering her face after soaking in the rain.

  Her posture as she walked was very strange. Her arms and legs were very stiff and rigid, and every step she took caused people’s hair to stand on end.

  “Be careful, everyone!” Yu Xiu drew his personal sword and trotted forward a bit, the end of his sword pointed at the woman. “Halt! Who is messing around!”


  Crown Prince Mo raised his eyebrows, glancing at the woman with disinterest.

  He did not have the leisure to waste time with a woman of unknown origins in the middle of the night.

  “She is unwilling to leave. Help her,” the crown prince indifferently uttered.

  Yu Xiu immediately brandished his sword. In the blink of an eye, the woman lifted her head and revealed a deathly pale face splattered with blood and eyes that popped out outlandishly.

  An opening of her mouth released a howl like that of a wolf. Without waiting for Yu Xiu to act, Crown Prince Mo flicked his sleeves.