Yun Qishen

Chapter 2311 The Smell of Rot
A rustling sound came from among the bamboo leaves, and a gentle breeze carrying a fresh scent crept into the room through the window.

Mo Langqin looked at the man with the mustache and took a sip of tea. "So, that mysterious guy turned you into this? Turned you into this flesh-dead, hysterical soul?"

“That’s right.” The man with the mustache took out a bone carving box and placed it on the square table. “And finding her bones has become my obsession with living. These bones are indeed a panacea, but they have a major drawback.”

"Drawbacks?" Mo Langqin's gaze involuntarily locked onto the pits and dents on the bone-carved box.

"It can kill people." The man with the mustache ran his hand over the surface of the bone carving. "Her bones are not as harmless as her abilities suggest. The more bone powder people ingest to treat themselves, the more likely they are to die. They can cure all diseases, but they cannot make patients live to be a hundred years old. That is its biggest drawback."

"Although I know that your purpose is to return the bone to her, I cannot simply give it to you. This is my obsession; I will go mad without this bone. If you truly desire it, then kill me."

"If you can kill him..."

Mo Langqin pursed his lips. Killing a flesh-dead, delirious soul was nothing difficult for him; retrieving Bai Ying's bones was the priority, and any obstacles should be eliminated. This was something he had learned throughout his life in the Mo family, from childhood to university. But now…

What did the man with the mustache do wrong? He was just obsessed with possessing the bone, so should he be killed for the sake of the bone? But he was a spirit that died but remained alive; he could come back to life, couldn't he? So killing him wouldn't have been a problem, would it?

It's such an ordinary thing, so why can't I bring myself to do it?

Mo Langqin clenched his fists. He couldn't understand his current state. Just a short while ago, he was so decisive and efficient.

"Before I disappear, can I see her?" The man with the mustache seemed to see through Mo Langqin's thoughts, and he suddenly laughed with relief.

Mo Langqin snapped out of her daze and calmly replied, "She has long since become a ghost beast and doesn't remember anything from her previous life."

Although Mo Langqin had heard the story told by the mustachioed man, he did not let his guard down. The story told by this seemingly lifeless, delirious spirit might not be true. What if he was trying to trick him into bringing the White Ghost over? What if he had ulterior motives? Mo Langqin was unwilling to gamble. He could risk it himself, but he didn't want to implicate Bai Ying.

"You want to know what she looks like? I have an ability that allows you to share my vision. When I see her, I will definitely be able to recognize her true appearance."

The words of the man with the mustache were a good bait.

Mo Langqin really wanted to know what Bai Ying looked like, since Bai Ying didn't like the body that belonged to Yan Cang, and he didn't want to impose someone else's image onto her.

"How much longer are you going to stay here, Uncle?" Mo Langqin stood up from the stool and walked outside.

"Three days." The man with the mustache put away the bone carving box and leisurely took a sip of tea.

With his back to the mustachioed man, Mo Langqin remained calm, his eyes resolute. "I'll go back and talk to her first, then I'll come find you again tomorrow."

"Alright, it'll be here again tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM). I'll be waiting for you, young man."

"Goodbye."

The wind closed the door, and the rustling of the bamboo leaves grew even louder. Mo Langqin looked up at the sky through the bamboo leaves; the fresh fragrance in the air was slightly mixed with an unpleasant odor—a putrid smell like rotting insect flesh soaked in water.

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"Hand out!"

"Open your mouth!"

"Turn around!"

The drug dealer, holding a pipe, took a puff and impatiently inspected the remaining drug-making figures under his command. "Why can't these few be sent away no matter what! They're all for roughly the same purpose, but these Taoists really like to pick and choose!" The dealer gently pinched the cheek of one of the drug-making child figures under his command as he inspected them.

Sitting in the corner warming himself by the fire, a medicine man who looked older than the others and had dark skin was sitting comfortably. He shouted at the peddler, "Why don't you say that you have a bad temper, sir, that's why that Taoist priest started arguing with you? I was about to be taken away, but look, I was thrown back."

"Stop talking nonsense, you good-for-nothing! You're lecturing your grandpa! Do you even know I'm your grandpa? How dare you talk to your grandpa like that? Get out of here!" The peddler took his pipe and tried to hit the drug addict on the head. The drug addict didn't dodge, and the peddler didn't hit him very hard.

There was absolutely no sense of oppression or being oppressed between them.

The little drug addict didn't shut up and continued his witty remarks, "We all come from the same place, why don't you try sending yourself there too, sir?"

"Hey you little brat!"

The dealers and drug dealers mingled together, a stark contrast to their relationship with slave owners.

Bai Ying and Bian Yu observed the group from the shadows.

Bai Ying couldn't understand why they were getting along so harmoniously. "I really don't understand why Mo Langqin wanted us to come here to rescue those children. They don't look like they need to be saved."

Bian Yu pursed his lips and sniffed lightly, "Because the best way out for medicine people is to be sold. Whether they live or die in the future, at least they will have a place to be used. Every medicine person should like that. And these medicine people dealers can also earn cultivation points from it. In a way, it's a win-win situation."

The white-haired figure blinked its big eyes in utter curiosity, "Buying and selling medicine can increase one's cultivation level? What's the idea? No, how is that possible?"

"I don't know about that." Bian Yu wiped her nose again with her hand.

"Is there anything you don't know?"

“Because I have no experience in this area. Although I know they are medicine people, I still know very little about them.” Bian Yu peeked at the medicine people while clinging to the wooden plank. “All I know is that these medicine people have good recovery abilities, are not easily injured, and their entire bodies can be used as medicine.”

The drug dealer not far away suddenly cried out in pain, then frowned and slowly rolled up one of his trouser legs, revealing half of his bloodied leg. "Ouch! When did I get such a big gash! This could kill me... Hey you! Come here for a second! Come help me!"

The drug dealer beckoned to the drug person next to the one who had been talking nonsense earlier, "Luckily you haven't been delivered yet, otherwise I would really be in trouble."

The man who sold medicine rolled up his sleeves and offered his fair arm to the medicine dealer, saying, "Here you go, sir."

The drug dealer didn't hesitate and took a bite.

"This is!" Bai Ying's eyes widened at the sight, and she was about to rush over when a memory suddenly flashed through her mind.

Bian Yu quickly pinned down the struggling white figure. "You'll be discovered if you make too much noise. What's wrong? You don't look well..."

Bai Ying clutched her chest tightly, her breathing slightly rapid. "I don't know why I'm so angry, but at the same time I really want to cry... It's so uncomfortable here, there are so many voices in my head, it's all so chaotic... What is the drug person doing?"

Bian Yu looked at Bai Ying with some hesitation and explained, "Healing... each medicine person has their own abilities. Perhaps this medicine person in front of us is healed using flesh and blood. Look, his recovery ability is also very strong; you can't tell he was bitten at all..."

"No, this can't be... this can't be..." Bai Ying suddenly clutched her head and shook it, muttering the same sentence over and over again, her voice growing louder and louder.

Bian Yu already sensed something was wrong; the ghostly beast in front of him was going out of control.

"What...what did I do wrong? Why? Why did this have to happen?!"

Bai Ying screamed and rushed over, grabbing the arm of the man who had just been bitten by the medicine. "Why! Why did you make me see this?!"