Chapter 17: Disturbing My Quiet Cultivation
“Huff, huff…”
It sounded like someone was operating an old bellows, or the heavy panting of a giant monster.
Looking in the direction of the sound, Song You saw that the white figure was still floating around the courtyard, as she usually did at this hour. However, behind the white figure, he could vaguely see two massive figures clambering roughly over the courtyard wall and entering the yard.
They were over a zhang tall but moved silently. Only when they stepped into the brightest patch of moonlight in the courtyard, could he see their true forms clearly…
They had ghostly green faces covered with curly red beards as well as disheveled red hair. They had gaping bloody mouths with tusks sticking upwards as well as broken jagged canines inside.
Their bodies were strong inverted triangles, covered in sinewy muscles that bulged in lumps. Their arms hung down to their knees, with palms as large as the palm-leaf fans used by the neighborhood women to fan themselves at night. Their nails were curved and sharp like hooks, capable of impaling and lifting a person with a single swipe.
When they came, even the white figure in the courtyard was momentarily stunned.
These were definitely not humans, nor were they demons, ghosts, gods, or immortals. They were man-eating Yakshas[1]!
“There are ghosts.” The calico cat had arched her back and the fur on her back was standing on end. She stared at the Yakshas in the courtyard who seemed to be searching for something then turned to whisper to Song You, “Let’s run.”