The Flower Of The High Mountain Turns Into A Cat And Is Picked Up By A Human Chapter 21

“They came together, ten people, three cars. We’ll follow them.”

Zheng Lang pulled his head back inside the car window and rolled the glass up.

The cat in the back seat batted down the Grapevine that was clinging to the window.

These four were Bai Chendeng and his group, who had hastily bid farewell to the flower shop owner and returned to the parking lot to find an opportunity to leave.

Evil demons cannot manifest in densely populated areas. If they wanted to leave Kuju Village without interference, the best way was to blend in with other people.

As long as the Elm Demon hadn’t completely lost its mind, it naturally wouldn’t continue to pester them.

The SUV started up, closely following the three private cars ahead.

Bai Chendeng was held in Heng Yuze’s arms, better positioned to absorb the sunlight, while the Grapevine was nestled against the cat’s chest, seemingly basking in the sun. However, judging by how often it fidgeted, it wasn’t concentrating. Finally, Bai Chendeng found it too noisy and tossed the Grapevine into the passenger seat.

Grapevine: “…”

Boss is as fierce as ever.

Sitting next to a large mass of baleful energy, Grapevine recalled that when he first met Zheng Lang, he had to do a lot of mental preparation just to face him normally.

Only a Pomeranian would dare to hire someone with such a fate—one attached to baleful energy. Ordinary demons would not only deliberately avoid him but also be wary. Yet, the Boss treated him like a driver, sending a demon out of town every now and then, without having to worry about the demon turning against them or threatening the driver.

If it came to a fight, aside from Great Demons who have their own trump cards and can briefly suppress this baleful energy, the meager spiritual power of lesser demons wouldn’t be enough for him to fight many times.

The Boss is truly formidable.

He himself was barely clinging to life, just waiting to be discovered by the Elm Demon and perish on the spot. But the Boss directly found two human subordinates: one who could be called a wish-power generator, and another with a special fate, capable of fighting and possessing unique skills. Truly enviable.

The car drove onto the winding mountain road. All that met the eye were trees; deep and light green was the only color palette. Humanity’s powerful infrastructure was only evident in the road itself. The area retained almost all of its natural landscape, which also meant that the threats of this journey would be ever-present, following them like a shadow.

Grapevine’s mind wandered, thinking about many things, completely unable to settle down and absorb the sun’s essence for cultivation. After all, he was a weakling demon, whose combat ability was the shame of Great Demons. Aside from using his cultivation realm to suppress and bully lesser demons, when facing a Great Demon of the same level, he was repeatedly defeated with no chance of winning.

Fortunately, his Boss was a good fighter.

Despite being a Cat Demon, before cultivating a human form, he dared to tear off the skin of a lesser demon who had taken human form. After cultivating a human form, he even dared to disregard the face of a Great Demon and still escape unharmed. Once he cultivated into a Great Demon, he rarely met his match, practically invincible among his peers.

It’s just…

Such a powerful Boss, he didn’t know why he had fallen into such a predicament, not even knowing the location of his true enemy, and having to guard against the Elm Great Demon who might appear at any moment.

“It’s been half an hour.”

The three cars ahead were not sticking close together, maintaining a short distance between them, which made Zheng Lang a little worried.

Mountain roads are inherently difficult to navigate. For safety, staying tightly packed with other vehicles is completely unrealistic, which also adds a lot of risk to this journey.

After rounding a sharp bend, there was a relatively straight stretch of road ahead.

As soon as Zheng Lang drove the car out of the curve, he noticed that the car in front had already accelerated and pulled away, leaving a gap of at least a hundred meters.

Danger quietly descended at this moment.

Ahead and above them was a growing forest of elm trees.

The elm leaves were dense and lush, the branches strong, absorbing rain and sunlight, with trunks as thick as a person’s waist.

Underground, unseen roots sped through the soil, quietly connecting with the root systems of the elm forest. Under the Great Demon’s command, these oblivious trees left the soil they relied on for survival, their roots exposed to the air and the daylight.

“Rumble—”

The slight vibration transmitted through the mountain to the people in the car was already too weak to be noticeable.

The group, whose minds were highly focused, naturally did not miss this subtle change.

Bai Chendeng had sensed something as soon as the elm trees left the soil. He immediately let out a cry.

The atmosphere in the car was already tense. After the warning cat cry, Zheng Lang looked intently at the road ahead and the rearview mirror, while Heng Yuze looked to the side. Neither of them found anything unusual.

As expected, the danger came from above. Heng Yuze leaned out to look, only to see giant trees rolling down the mountain slope ahead, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Could there really be such a coincidence in the world, that these trees just happened to roll down precisely when they were passing by?

Heng Yuze quickly shouted, “Stop the car!”

Zheng Lang immediately slammed on the brakes, trusting him completely.

In just a few seconds, even Zheng Lang could see the rolling trees, as if manipulated by an invisible giant hand, rushing straight down the inclined mountain slope, ignoring numerous obstacles with incredible force.

Finally, the giant trees stopped on the road section right in front of their car.

The distance was short enough that they could even see small amounts of mud on the roots, which hadn’t been shaken off but were scattered on the road surface instead.

Zheng Lang swallowed, feeling lingering fear: “If we had been driving normally, would we have been smashed by these trees?”

Heng Yuze confirmed: “They are controlled by the Tree Demon. Whether we were fast or slow, as long as we kept going forward, we would eventually encounter danger.”

Zheng Lang looked at the white cat: “Cat Immortal, what should we do?”

The road was blocked. Even if they cleared enough space for the car to pass, the mountain stretched endlessly, and who knows how many trees there were. If one wasn’t enough, two would come; if two weren’t enough, then ten. They would eventually be worn down to death.

Bai Chendeng had indeed anticipated this.

A treasure that could tempt a laid-back demon like Grapevine, who had few ambitions, must be extraordinary. Since the Elm Demon had possession of the treasure, it was naturally impossible for it to let them leave with the news.

However, using trees to block the road—the Elm Demon was being too bold. This action was too dangerous; what if it attracted people from the Bureau of Administration…

Bai Chendeng didn’t want to deal with the Bureau of Administration. Every time, he would be detained for a few days and forced to sign six or more contracts.

Left with no choice, the two humans and two demons got out of the car to investigate.

The trees lay solidly across the road, very heavy. Heng Yuze and Zheng Lang tried, but couldn’t budge them. They could only wait for the relevant authorities to handle it.

Zheng Lang frowned, analyzing: “Isn’t the Tree Demon just asking for trouble by doing this? We can just come back next time. It can’t block us every single time, can it?”

Heng Yuze said calmly: “It’s probably being forced to desperate measures.”

No one would sympathize with an evil demon.

Bai Chendeng returned to the car. The remaining three naturally understood his meaning.

The car turned around and headed back to the village.

On the way, Zheng Lang tried to use banter to relieve the pressure, but once certain thoughts started, they wouldn’t stop, leading to some strange suggestions.

“Can we call a helicopter over? No matter how powerful that Tree Demon is, it can’t mess with things in the sky, right?”

Heng Yuze sighed: “Brother Zheng, don’t you want your car back?”

Zheng Lang: “I can have someone else drive it back.”

Heng Yuze: “It will take some time for a helicopter to fly here. We don’t know exactly how many days. Moreover, no one can be sure that the Tree Demon has no means of dealing with flying objects. Once we are on the helicopter and it has an accident… the sky is not like the ground; we would be very passive.”

Zheng Lang temporarily dropped the idea of a helicopter.

“How about we take a tourist bus?”

“The road would still be blocked by trees, and we would only implicate others.”

“Ah, I can’t think of anything else. It looks like there’s no other way but to fight the Tree Demon to the death, right?”

Heng Yuze fell silent.

Indeed, if they couldn’t leave the village, they couldn’t remain passively on the defensive forever. Sooner or later, they would have to fight the Tree Demon for survival.

Zheng Lang suddenly honked the horn, the jarring sound interrupting Heng Yuze’s thoughts.

“If we have to fight, we fight! Just a mere Tree Demon, Old Zheng isn’t afraid!”

Talking about life and death was too sentimental. Zheng Lang was not an indecisive person, and he had no complaints about being dragged into this situation, remaining cheerful and positive throughout.

What he could do was not show fatigue, ensuring his teammates didn’t have to worry about him while facing a life-or-death crisis.

The car stopped at the usual spot, and the group returned to the flower shop, disturbing the owner once again.

There was no need to rush to leave this time. While communicating with Feng Chengji, they unexpectedly discovered a new clue.

Inside the transparent flower shop, workers were outside repairing glass panels. The three humans and two demons sat together, eating and talking.

Hearing the unexpected news, Zheng Lang exclaimed: “What? Your ancestor saw a demon?!”

Feng Chengji looked left and right, confirming that there were no outsiders nearby and the workers outside hadn’t heard the commotion inside. He then sighed bitterly: “I also found it incredible when I first learned about it.”

“My grandfather left a wooden box containing a letter that documented a secret from sixty years ago. At first, I was skeptical, thinking the moving, talking plants described in the letter were fictional, until I saw the moon cat and the green vine last night…”

Heng Yuze secretly smiled: Chendeng had another nickname.

Then, he asked seriously: “Can you tell us in detail about your grandfather’s experience?”

Feng Chengji looked at the white cat, eager to reach out but also afraid of something, so he didn’t dare to touch it.

He pondered for a moment, then truthfully recounted the events recorded in the letter to everyone.

A hundred years ago, when Kuju Village was still called Muyang Village, the weather was severely dry, without rain. The land was barren, and crops wouldn’t grow. Villagers who could leave left, and those who couldn’t were forced to stay in the village and wait for death.

Dying of starvation, sickness, or going insane.

The situation only improved with the arrival of a Daoist priest.

The Daoist priest, named Daoist Shiqing, called upon the villagers to build a Daoist temple in the village, dedicated to the Mountain Guardian Azure Lord.

Under the protection of the Mountain Guardian Azure Lord, the drought disappeared. Since then, the weather had been favorable, the fields yielded abundant harvests, the granaries were full, and no one starved anymore.

This favorable period lasted for thirty years.

Thirty years later, the Daoist priest grew old, and his disciple took over the Mountain Guardian Temple.

The villagers, living increasingly comfortable and prosperous lives, gradually forgot something.

Then, a change occurred.

A great drought, unseen for decades, caused an unprecedented disaster in the village.

Only then did people remember how they had transformed from a drought-stricken village where crops wouldn’t grow into a prosperous land.

The villagers, at the call of the new Daoist priest, offered sacrifices to the Mountain Guardian Azure Lord. The effect was immediate; the crops in the fields began to grow vigorously again.

However, when wheat ears should have grown from the husks, the villagers discovered in horror…

None of these crops bore seeds.