Chapter 458: Curse
Chapter 458 Curse
Old Man Tu looked at the girl before his eyes, a mysterious dark light flashing through his own.
"Girl, you know well that I sell Ming Dynasty Items, and you can even call out my name. You dare to follow me here alone, do you think I wouldn’t be on guard against you?
Since you have followed me, Old Man Tu, back to my house, don’t you know the rules of Old Man Tu’s household? Anyone who asks to come to my house must first withstand three arrows from the Thief Bow.
If you survive the three arrows from the Thief Bow, you can ask me for anything. You have already passed the test and can make your requests. Why don’t you start by telling me, what is your purpose in coming here?"
Mengyu felt a jolt in her heart. To enter Old Tu’s house, one had to withstand three arrows from the Thief Bow? What if one were to be shot to death?
She sighed, "I really am just here to buy antiques."
Old Man Tu looked steadily at Mengyu.
Unintimidated, Mengyu met his gaze and even allowed a trace of her Cultivator’s aura to leak out, pressing down on Old Man Tu.
Old Man Tu’s shoulders suddenly drooped, his former imposing aura completely deflated. He pushed open the door, turned back to Mengyu, and gave a bow: "Please come in, miss. Everything you want is inside the house. If you wish, you can take it all away."
His tone carried a trace of sorrow and anger.
Mengyu found it amusing: Is this welcoming a thief through the door?
He regarded her as a thief when she was clearly there to buy antiques.
However, after the explanation for those three arrows, she couldn’t bring herself to retaliate for them.
She walked through the door with her head held high.
From the outside, the doorway looked shabby, but once through the doorway, the sight brightened one’s eyes—it was clearly a refined Siheyuan.
Various well-tended flowers and plants were seen throughout the courtyard, and there was a grape trellis covered with vines in bloom, hinting that soon it would be laden with grapes.
There were not many houses in the courtyard, just five, but each was made of blue bricks and tiles, appearing quaint yet exceptionally clean.
Yet this cleanliness was only superficial, as Mengyu could tell the entire courtyard was shrouded in dark energy.
Standing under the grape trellis in the courtyard was a young man, clutching a bow and arrow in his hand.
It seemed that the three arrows that had been shot at her were released by this man?
Mengyu merely gave the young man a cold look, and he instantly felt a chill in his heart, quickly retreating into the room nearby.
Old Man Tu was about to speak when coughing sounds could be heard from inside the house.
Followed by the cries of a child and the low voice of a woman comforting the child.
Hearing the coughing sounds, a pained expression crossed Old Man Tu’s face.
Just from the sound, Mengyu knew this person’s life would not be long, but she still extended her Divine Sense inside.
Mengyu sighed, "Three more months."
These Tomb Raiders always engaged in acts that depleted virtue. Yet, like all thieves, certain rules had to be followed. It seems Old Man Tu’s son has violated a taboo.
Fiery Divine Light shot from Old Man Tu’s eyes: "What are you saying?"
Mengyu turned to look at the old man, then towards the room from where the coughing originated: "I’m saying, he has three months left to live!"
The young man who had shot the three arrows at Mengyu ran out again, but this time, he wasn’t holding the bow and arrow. Clearly, when Old Man Tu mentioned shooting three arrows, he meant only three arrows.
He yelled at Mengyu: "You’re talking nonsense! My dad won’t die!"
Mengyu frowned: "Whether it’s nonsense or not, your father should know. Your elder brother has been struck by a curse."
The young man anxiously looked towards his father.