Six months later…
Seven or eight black-robed old disciples were gathered in the small yard outside Shi Mu’s stone house. They stood silently; as if waiting for someone.
Their leader was the golden-haired youth – Jin Huan of the Holy Spirit Association.
There was another gathering of ten new disciples a little far away from Shi Mu’s room. They seemed to be watching the proceedings. They were occasionally whispering to each other.
"Brother Jin, it seems that Brother Shi has gone out. He may not be back for a while. I’ll stay and watch." Huo Mao stood beside Jin Huan; he spoke in a soft tone.
The front door of Shi Mu’s stone house was tightly shut. It seemed that he wasn’t in his room at the moment.