magic eye doctor

Chapter 3805 Reaction
The Huang clan members go to the cemetery to check whether the remains of their ancestors have been damaged. They are also worried that it will rain, so they usually bring important items such as their ID cards when they go to the mountain.

When people arrive at the hospital and need to complete the admission procedures, they only need to call someone else to bring their identification documents.

The Huang family members who did not go up the mountain stayed at a clansman's house in Shishi, waiting for the person to return so they could discuss how to handle the situation based on the specific circumstances.

Grandma Huang was also there. She didn't really want to get involved anymore, but because the younger generation of the Huang family had all listened to her orders in the past few years, she couldn't get rid of the responsibility now.

Instead of receiving good news, the Huang family was met with the devastating news that the ashes of their ancestors in the ancestral graves had disappeared, and that another member of their clan had suffered a relapse of hemophilia.

People with hereditary diseases in their families seem to have death choking them, making it hard to breathe.

"It's all over, it's all over."

"There's no hope for the Huang family."

Several elderly people looked ashen-faced.

However, they didn't have much time to grieve, as people at the hospital were still urging them to find their identification documents.

Family members present quickly helped find identification documents; for patients without family members present, or those traveling with or living with them, family members helped find their luggage and rushed them to the hospital.

When the person delivering the documents arrived at the hospital, the two who had regained consciousness had also completed their tests and were diagnosed with hemophilia. Fortunately, it was not serious, and both of them were first-time sufferers.

The person who went into the emergency room is still undergoing emergency treatment.

When the fate of one of the Huang family members was uncertain, Yan Shao and Liu Shao were unaware of it. They, along with Qin Jiang's subordinates and Zhang Ting, were sorting through and analyzing some details in the confessions of some criminals.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Director Zhang arranged for the two police officers who had gone to the cemetery to investigate the scene to return.

Even though the police officers who went to the cemetery were prepared and wore rubber boots, they still inevitably slipped and fell in some places because the roads were slippery after the rain, getting covered in mud.

They were on official business and went there wearing work clothes.

The two police officers, covered in mud, changed their clothes and tidied themselves up before taking their video recorders to report to their superiors.

Zhang Ting, Yan Shao, and others went to a small conference room, connected the recorder to the equipment, and played the recording.

Police officers who went to the mountain to conduct on-site investigations took photos of the Huang family cemetery after the rain, and the results were all similar: either there was only a puddle of water, or there was only a muddy ditch with messy things.

The records of the Huang family ancestral graves are the most comprehensive.

After finishing their work yesterday, the police arranged for people to go up the mountain to install infrared cameras around the Huang family ancestral graves to record changes in the gravesite or monitor for any suspicious persons approaching.

The camera clearly recorded the situation of the Huang family ancestral graves, especially the process of rainwater accumulating and flowing, and the changes in the ash layer of the graves.

The Huang clan members were so focused on finding their ancestor's remains that they didn't check their surroundings. No one noticed the security camera, even though they could have found it if they had been more careful.

The camera also recorded the process of Huang clan members rummaging through debris and digging pits on the cemetery ground.

Yan Shao, Liu Shao, and their teammates felt relieved to see that the ash from the Huang family's ancestral grave had been washed away by the rain. "Oh dear, now there's really no trace of the remains!"

Liu Shao was in an exceptionally good mood. He immediately copied the video, then called Lao Lan and asked him to receive the video file so he could show it to the little girl.

When Liu Shao called, Lan San was scraping and cleaning a pig's trotter that had been singed. After finishing his work and answering the phone, he wiped his hands clean, ran back to his guest room on the second floor, and turned on his computer to receive the files.

Hei Jiu didn't join in the fun. He, along with Ren Shaowu, Chao Shao, Yan Lao, and Zhou Tianming and Zhou Tianxing who came to help, each went about their own work.

That day was market day in Jiudao. After breakfast, the handsome young men went out to raid the streets and brought back two large carts full of ingredients, plus several baskets of mushrooms and wild vegetables.

Le's father also went to the sheep shop to bring back a slaughtered sheep, and bought dozens of free-range chickens from villagers in the same village.

Zhou Qiufeng and Le's father had already killed the chicken and were still plucking its feathers and gutting it.

The handsome young man, Chao Shao, rolled up his sleeves and began preparing the ingredients. He was skilled and adept at everything he did, but he wouldn't let his little dumpling do any dirty work.

The little girl, who is pampered by her older brother and everyone else, is only responsible for preparing the seasonings for the marinated ingredients, peeling bamboo shoots, and picking wild vegetables.

The handsome young men were all strong and energetic. They quickly removed the pork bones and put them into the pot to make broth, then gutted the fish and processed various other ingredients.

The handsome guy in blue answered a phone call and left; no one else asked what happened.

Lan San turned on the computer to receive the file, and at the same time asked about the specific situation. After getting a general idea, he left the computer unattended and went downstairs to work in the backyard.

While working, he reported the situation to the little girl: "Little girl, there's new information. Team Leader Liu and his team installed a camera next to the old bastard's ancestral land yesterday and filmed the entire process of the grave being washed away by water."

Team Leader Liu has compiled a video, which is still being received. He'll be able to enjoy the spectacular sight of the ashes of those old bastards from the Lao Za Mao family being carried away by the water when he has some free time around noon or evening.

Before the little girl could say anything, Ren Shao spoke first: "What's the plan of that scraggly family's descendant?"

"A group of descendants of the Zamao family went up the mountain today, probably looking for ashes. They searched through the oldest graves and only found a few shallow pits that may have been used to bury urns."

Some people had poor mental resilience; three of them fainted on the spot and were carried down the mountain by the Huang family. It seems they may have suffered a flare-up of a hereditary disease.

"This news is wonderful to hear." Wu Shao chuckled. "Little beauty, may I ask if I can post this on our circle's platform now?"

"Do as you please." There was a tomboy who seemed to thrive on chaos, and Yue Yun didn't stop him. It was fine to announce the news of the old bastard's ancestral graves being turned to ashes.

“Okay!” Wu Shao jumped up: “Handsome Lan, let’s make a deal, give me a copy of your video, I’ll post it on my WeChat Moments.”

“Okay.” The little girl didn’t object, so Lan San naturally cooperated.

Without saying a word, he washed his hands again and went to the second floor of the Le family's house.

Wu Shao washed his hands and ran back to his bedroom on the first floor. He took out his computer, went upstairs to get the USB drive from Lan Shuai Ge, and connected it to the computer.

Last night, Yan Shao and Liu Shao sent a copy of the video they filmed to Lan San and Hei Jiu so that the little girl could watch it when she had time.

Lan San and Hei Jiu received the documents last night and told the little girl this morning that she hadn't watched the video yet because they were going to the market.

Wu Shao first selected three videos to upload: one showing the scene after the Huang family's ancestral graves turned to ashes, another showing a video taken by a concerned citizen showing the ashes of a Huang family grave, and a third showing the Huang family's ancestral graves after a rain.

She posted the video directly to the platform for cultivators, along with a brief note: "A more comprehensive video or detailed information will be uploaded later tonight."

After successfully uploading, Wu Shao didn't pay any more attention to it. He shut down the computer, left it on the second floor, and ran downstairs like a gust of wind to work in the backyard.

Lan San ignored the computer and went to the backyard to do his chores.

Wu Shao dropped the video into the cultivator community and ran away, completely disregarding the reaction of the cultivator alliance members upon seeing the video. What was the reaction?

The video was like a bomb, sending chills down the spines of the cultivators who discovered it.

The news spread to all families and sects with lightning speed.

The Xuan family, being the platform's administrator, was one of the first cultivator families to see the message posted by Wu Shao. The Xuan family youth in charge of platform messages immediately rushed to report to the Third Young Master.

Xuan San Shao was meditating in the main hall of the upper house when he heard the report from his family disciples. He couldn't hide his shock: "You said that the ancestral graves of the Huang family in Shishi were all turned to ashes in an instant? Is this news accurate?"

The young man from the Xuan family was still holding a handheld computer: "Third Young Master, this news was announced by Young Master Wu, and there's even a video."

"If it's news that Wu Shao announced, then it can't be wrong. Let me see the video so I can report to the family later." Xuan San Shao didn't ask for any more details and watched the video first.

He watched images of the Huang family ancestral graves turning into a soil collection site, then watched a video of them being "looted" by rain, and finally clicked on a video that supposedly revealed the truth about the graves turning to ash.

Then, Xuan San Shao fell into a deep... silence.

This... is simply unbelievable.

After remaining silent, he did not hesitate any longer and quickly reported to his family.

The Xuan family is the one in charge, and the cultivators will definitely contact the Xuan family after receiving the news.

Although Huang Mou-chang is dead, the fact that he was once a disciple of Shengwu Mountain is undeniable. Now that his grave and the Huang family ancestral graves have suddenly turned to ashes, the cultivation world cannot ignore it.

The phenomenon of the Huang family's ancestral graves turning to ashes is too strange. It is predicted that the cultivator community may negotiate to form a team to investigate in Shishi City to see if it was caused by human intervention.

Xuan Sanshao dialed the phone, lamenting to himself that his luck was a little bad!
The Xuan family is the head of the family. Originally, the young master of the family was in charge of the affairs in the capital, but because the ninth brother went on a trip, he was sent to act in his place.

He endured more than three years of hardship. In a few more days, once his ninth brother arrived in the capital, he could finally give up.

Just when it seemed like he was about to be free of trouble, news broke that the Huang family ancestral graves had turned to ashes.

He's willing to gamble, so he's bound to be involved in any demanding or laborious task.

Young Master Xuan was helpless.

The head of the Xuan family, along with the clan elders who were originally traveling or living in seclusion, or who were visiting their ancestors during the Qingming Festival, as well as the clan elders who remained in the family, were exchanging cultivation experiences with Xiao Jiu in the family study. Upon hearing that Xiao San had an urgent telegram, they went to the outer courtyard to answer it.

Hearing from the mistress that it was an emergency, the Xuan family head was still somewhat incredulous: "Is it just one of the Huang family's ancestral graves that turned to ashes, or all of them?"

"It is said that the Huang family ancestral graves have all turned to ashes. So far, only two graves have been uploaded with videos. They said they would upload other videos and more detailed information when they have time tonight."

"That's all. Okay, I understand. If any cultivator families or sects contact you, deal with them for now. Xiao Jiu and I will be heading to the capital the day after tomorrow." Patriarch Xuan understood.

If someone else posts a message, he will definitely have someone verify it. If Wu Shao and Ren Shao were protecting the little girl's brother in Shishi, the message from Wu Shao or Ren Shao would definitely be 100% accurate.

Moreover, Yan Shao was also at the market.

Wu Shao posted the video on the cultivator's news platform, indicating that the source of the information was legitimate and would not involve privacy issues, so there would be no repercussions.

The head of the Xuan family did not ask for any more details. He hung up the phone, handed the phone to the young man in charge of communications for the family, and then went to the secure study in the inner courtyard.

He returned to his study and informed the clan elders of the changes at the Huang family ancestral graves, and listened to their opinions.

Xuan Shao looked shocked: "My God, what power could turn all the graves to ash in an instant?"

Xiao Chenbei's eyes darted around, looking clever and adorable. Ancestor Xuan asked with a smile, "Little Nine, do you think this little beauty can do it?"

"No." Young Master Xuan shook his head: "The little beauty's strength is unfathomable. If she were in the cultivation world, let alone destroying a few graves, destroying the entire Shishi Mountain would be a piece of cake."

However, an invisible force on Earth suppresses cultivators, limiting them to the Foundation Establishment stage at most, and restricting their spiritual power to this level as well.

The young beauty's power is also limited by the rules; she can only exert the power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

With the abilities of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they could easily destroy a single grave, but they absolutely could not destroy dozens or hundreds of graves at the same time.

"Could it be caused by medication?"

"With that clever little girl's brain, concocting a medicine that can turn stones to ash shouldn't be a problem, but the medicine can't turn all the graves to ash at the same time."

"So, it couldn't have been the young beauty who did it secretly?" The Xuan family elders were no longer worried.

If the Huang family's ancestral graves were targeted in retaliation, traces would always be left. The Xuan family and the young beauty are in cahoots, and they certainly don't want the investigation to trace back to the young head of the Le family.

"Based on my understanding of the power of cultivators, it wasn't the young lady who did it, but I dare not speculate whether it was her grandmaster who intervened."

"..." The elders of the Xuan family wanted to knock Xiao Chenbei on the head. Why did they have to bring up such a sensitive topic?
The young beauty herself is enough to make people in the cultivation world wary, but the grandmaster behind her is even more mysterious and intimidating.

The Xuan family elders didn't want to talk to Xiao Jiu anymore, but they were still exchanging cultivation insights, so ignoring Xiao Jiu was impossible.

The clan elders stopped caring about the Huang family's ancestral graves and continued to share their cultivation experiences.

Many cultivator families and sects also have disciples specifically responsible for collecting information, and they have all seen the messages released by Wu Shao.

Upon seeing the explosive news, disciples from various families and sects almost immediately reported it to their families or sects.

Upon receiving the news, the Zhenghua Sect made a phone call to Elder Hao. When Ayu, the head of the workshop, learned what had happened, she immediately called a certain young girl.

When Yueyun received a call from Ayu, she almost thought that the construction of the old house in Jiangnan had encountered some trouble. But when she heard Ayu ask about the changes in the Huang family ancestral graves, she immediately smiled.

"Yes, yes, the news is absolutely true. Handsome Liu and handsome Yan went to the scene yesterday. This good news will make me happy for a year."

"How can you still be happy? Don't you know you're the prime suspect?" Master Ayu couldn't stand the little girl's smugness and immediately poured cold water on her enthusiasm.

"If I had such great abilities, I would have already ascended to the heavens and stood shoulder to shoulder with the sun. It's such an injustice to drag me into something that has absolutely nothing to do with me. This is what people mean when they say, 'You're just sitting at home when trouble comes from the sky.'"

Le Yun pouted. "Hmph, even if she did it, who has proof?"
In a society governed by the rule of law, convictions cannot be based on mere speculation; everything must be based on evidence.

"Just kidding. You're a human, not a god. No matter how amazing you are, you can't do that. Okay, I'm not going to chat with you anymore. That's all for now."

Master Ayu just wanted to confirm whether the Huang family's ancestral graves were truly completely devoid of ashes. Once she got the information she wanted, she ended the call.

The little girl calmly put away her phone and calmly picked vegetables. Let whoever wants to guess, guess. It's their brain; let them think whatever they want.