I'm not a drama god

The sky gradually darkened.

This is not a natural phenomenon. It is only around four o'clock in the afternoon and the sun should be bright and hot... Thick dark clouds cover the sky, as if some mysterious force has begun to interfere with the weather here.

Chen Ling looked up at the clouds. He remembered that when Shen Nan came to rescue him, the weather also changed like this little by little, and then thunderclouds rolled in and strong winds blew.

Is this the power of Shen Nan’s Nuo mask?

Boom--boom--boom...

A faint voice echoed in Chen Ling's ears. He was slightly startled and turned back to ask Yang Xiao and others:

"Did you hear that?"

"what?"

"The sound of drums." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "The sound of drums coming from far away."

Yang Xiao and the others were stunned for a moment and listened carefully, but their hearing was not as good as Chen Ling's after all, and finally shook their heads: "No, we didn't hear anything."

Is it my own illusion?

Just as Chen Ling was lost in thought, Shen Nan slowly raised his hand and put the hideous Nuo mask on his face.

click-

A pale flash of lightning flashed across the sky in an instant.

Shen Nan's black and red robe fluttered in the wind, and the hideous mask seemed to have life under the illumination of lightning, making people shudder at the sight of it.

Boom--boom--boom...

The moment Shen Nan put on the mask, the dull drum sound became clearer, as if someone was beating everyone's chest with a drumstick, making their hearts tremble.

"I heard it!" Lu Xun immediately looked around, "Where does the drum sound come from?"

No one was beating drums within a few miles, but the sound of drums came from the nothingness behind Shen Nan, as if it came from another world.

"Is this what Teacher Xiao said, [Nuo]?" Su Zhiwei muttered to himself, recalling Xiao Chunping's previous description.

Shen Nan is the only true Nuo in the world who possesses unparalleled powers. His success cannot be replicated and is almost impossible to pass on... He is like an ephemeral flower that grows in the torrent of the times, blooming briefly and destined to wither.

Faint thunder could be heard among the clouds.

The ferocious Nuo mask slowly turned its head and glanced at Chen Ling. The next moment, it waved the black flag and flew into the air!

Chen Ling knew that Shen Nan was asking her to catch up, so she immediately took the Cloud Step and followed the black shadow up into the clouds... At the same time, Chen Ling had activated his [Secret Eyes] and was closely watching Shen Nan's every move.

When being chased by the 749th Bureau, Chen Ling had no time to pay attention to Shen Nan's movements, but at this moment, it seemed that Shen Nan's figure was indeed dancing in a strange and unpredictable posture, sometimes jumping on tiptoes, sometimes flipping his hands, and sometimes leaning over to spin...

Each of his movements was precisely timed to the dull drum sounds in the void, as if he was completing a mysterious and inexplicable dance to the accompaniment of nothingness.

Chen Ling had learned "singing", "reciting", "acting" and "fighting" in the ancient theater of Xidao, and had a strong memory and imitation ability for body movements. Shen Nan's dance steps might be forgotten as soon as others saw them, and they were extremely complicated, but for Chen Ling, they were not a difficult task.

Just as Chen Ling was stepping on the cloud and concentrating on learning Shen Nan's dance, the latter suddenly waved a flag and slowly fell downwards.

Below is the small town that Chen Ling passed by when she came here.

The town is not big, with only a few streets in total. There are small shops and houses on both sides of the road. There are no driveways, only one fairly wide road that can accommodate two cars passing side by side.

At this time, on the edge of the road, a disheveled woman was dragging a metal cart and moving forward little by little.

On the iron cart, there was a figure curled up wrapped in dirty bedding. It was a skinny child, who was curled up in the quilt with only a pair of black eyes showing to look outside. His face was ugly and deformed, which made people's scalp numb at the sight of him, and they dared not approach him at all.

The woman had a conspicuous poster in front of her that read "Donate your love, save the children" and was begging door to door. However, as she got closer, all the shops and houses along the way immediately closed their doors.

"Please be kind and save the child..."

"Go, go, go somewhere else. We have no money to give you."

"Please be kind enough..."

"These are all scammers. Maybe the child was kidnapped. Stay away from them. It's really unlucky!"

"..."

Doors closed in front of the woman, and raindrops fell from the clouds, soaking the ground beneath her feet.

The woman seemed numb to this. She took out a sack from somewhere and covered the child's bedding with it. Then she continued to move forward slowly in the rain.

Just then, a drum sound came from a distance.

"Where does that sound come from? Is someone getting married?"

"No way, the drum sounds don't sound like wedding drums... It feels like someone is parading and singing opera?"

"At this time, where would anyone come to sing?"

"Look at that, isn't that it?"

"..."

Misty rain fell from the gray sky. A crazy figure, holding a flag in one hand and a bell in the other, danced in the rain.

The rain streaked across the hideous and terrifying Nuo mask, shocking everyone who saw it. Its face was too scary, and under the light of lightning, it looked like a demon. The people who had originally planned to watch the show on the street were frightened by this man and returned to their houses in confusion.

In the blink of an eye, the streets were cleared...

Only the woman dragging the cart stood there blankly, watching the ferocious Nuo monster leaping towards them, but she did not move at all.

She stared blankly at the scary face, mist rising between her eyes. She fell to her knees in the puddle with a plop and kowtowed to Shen Nan.

Shen Nan's mask scared away all those who were afraid, but it could not scare away a mother who prayed devoutly;

After all the streets were cleared, the only ones left were the believers who had nowhere else to go.

"Please save my son... please..."

The woman kowtowed to Shen Nan continuously. She might not know what Nuo was, but she worshipped in every temple and kowtowed in every temple along the way. She went through Guan Gong's sword and prayed to the local gods in the countryside. No matter who the gods and ghosts were, she was willing to kneel as long as they could save her child.

Ding dong——ding dong——

The man in black and red robes danced in the rain as he tiptoed in front of the woman. He bent over like a snake, twisted his neck, and the hideous mask swayed strangely in front of the woman, accompanied by bursts of bells, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

Then, he stepped over the kneeling woman, waved the flag in his hand, and moved closer to the curled up child on the cart.

The waving flag was like a knife, cutting off all the misfortunes around the mother and child. In the child's terrified eyes, the ferocious mask raised its hand and touched the top of his head...