The Spirit World

Chapter 73 Visitors from Kongyun City
【Kongyun City】

"Sir, Kongyun has been in turmoil for the past two years. People in the city are moving away or fleeing. If this restaurant wasn't the livelihood of my ancestors, I would have left Kongyun, a chaotic place, a long time ago..." The waiter set the tableware and brewed a pot of tea. He looked at the old man in the bamboo hat in front of him and didn't shy away from the current situation at all: "You know what, every time I see you people who want to come to the Nether Sea area to practice, I worry for you. Why do you have to go to the Demon Sealing Well when there are so many places to choose? You also say that the greater the danger, the better the intensity of practice. I really can't understand it. You practitioners don't even care about your lives..."

The old man stroked his gray beard, listened to the waiter's somewhat complaining words, and stared at the middle-aged man at the table next to him. The middle-aged man kept drinking, and his dark bags under his eyes made him look like he had a hangover, but he was still drinking desperately. He looked very depressed, and his messy stubble had covered his entire chin, but strangely, this middle-aged man still had a very bright light in his eyes, which made him look very energetic compared to his appearance. He drank in big bowls, and the sword was very conspicuous at his feet.

"Sir, this guy is not someone you can just stare at. You have to be careful..." The waiter reminded in a low voice: "Last time someone stared at him and he cut off a strand of hair. That situation almost scared me to death..."

"So, what is this person's background?" The old man took a sip of tea and then frowned. Maybe the tea was too bitter, or it was not to his taste.

"I don't know his detailed background. He just showed up recently. When he first came, I thought he was a cultivator like you. He was covered in blood. Wow, it was enough to fill a whole tank..."

"Oh? What then?"

"I thought we couldn't let him die on the street, so I called a doctor in the city to rescue him. Now he drinks here every day, and I haven't heard him say a word. Maybe he's a mute. He drinks day and night, drinks and vomits, and then drinks again. Fortunately, he has money, otherwise, if he really becomes domineering, it would be difficult for me to deal with him..." The waiter smiled helplessly and said, "Those who know him think I shouldn't let him be like this, and those who don't think I'm abusing him..."

"Did you really just arrive in Kongyun City recently?" The old man looked at the drunk man with some doubts. The waiter nodded and said, "Hey, why would I lie to you? You know that Kongyun City is close to the Nether Sea. There are so many strange people there. If it were in the past, I really wouldn't have remembered it. Now Kongyun City has become like this. Most of the people are leaving the city, and few are coming in. Now I recognize a few of the people who come in..."

"Thank you, this is just a token of my appreciation..." The old man took out a purple jade coin and placed it on the table, intending to leave. The waiter was about to happily accept it when he saw the old man walking towards the middle-aged man. He hurriedly tried to call him to stop, but it was too late. The old man had already sat down and was slowly looking at the middle-aged man.

The waiter was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes. This old man was really fierce. Even if the middle-aged man was not violent, a drunk person could not be approached casually.

The old man put down his bamboo hat. In fact, he was not that old, and his waist was straight. He stopped the middle-aged man from raising his glass with his hand and said like an old friend meeting: "Old Ye, how are you?"

The middle-aged man looked at the old man with evasive eyes. He insisted on raising the wine glass to his lips. The old man was very strong and the wine spilled on the table during the pulling. A heavy atmosphere appeared in the waiter's heart. It was very strange. He looked at this old man and this middle-aged man who had been drinking in his restaurant for almost half a year and he suddenly felt dizzy. He fell to the ground in surprise and fell asleep. The last words he heard came from the old man.

"What happened that year?"

【Dongyu Bailing Mountain】

"Doctor grandma, my brother... woooo..." Erica's voice reached the secret room. Erica and Xu Wenwen knelt on the ground holding Chang Yufeng and Lin'er. Erica held Chang Yufeng in her arms. His face was as peaceful as a lamb sleeping soundly, but his breath had stopped. His clothes were tattered, and the big holes on his sleeves and back were very obvious, but his body was intact without any scars. Lin'er just fell asleep slowly, but her brows were tightly knitted, as if she was experiencing a nightmare.

Erica thought, how could it turn out like this? Would her brother not go to put out the fire? The answer is no. The people of Wenti County are extremely sensitive to fires, and they will never stand idly by. Even if there are no casualties in the fire, they must go to the fire to suit the personality of the stupid brother. Unlike the righteous intention of saving people, this is more like people with the same disease reporting to each other for warmth. However, this time, no one expected to meet the monkey-like black-robed man on the way. Although those black-robed men are not the [Shadow Hunters] who kill and rob, they are definitely not good people. In general, their group did not go to Qingfeng Mountain. Instead, the brother was purified of the magic energy by Lin'er for some reason, and now he has no heartbeat. Although they thought of running away at the first time, it is obvious that running away is meaningless. The brother was directly caught up and punched, which means that running is useless. What he can't figure out the most is why Sister Lin'er has been hiding the fact that she is so powerful?
Looking at Sister Lin'er in Xu Wenwen's arms, Erica could only look at her frightened brows with cold sweat and tears. Xu Wenwen looked at these three people and didn't know what to do. Erica came all the way with Chang Yufeng on her back. Her hair was spread out in her eagerness. At this moment, she only knew how to cry and didn't even have a chance to breathe... The hoarseness of her crying shocked her. She only cried for her mother when she was a child. The rows of white-clothed teams could hear her crying from thousands of miles away. Xu Wenwen didn't know what to do now. She could only pat Erica's back in silence. Young Master Yufeng was kind to her, but when facing Erica, her sadness choked in her throat, dry and itchy...

"My little darling, don't cry, don't cry. Your brother is fine, don't cry..." The old doctor touched Erica's head with a doting look in his eyes.

“Wow, you lied, my brother can't even breathe, how could…” Erica's tears and snot were stuck together and she had no time to wipe them: “How is it possible…Wow, I'm fine…aaaaa” Erica cried even harder, and the old doctor used a towel to help Erica wipe her nose.

"Your brother just took a nap and will wake up soon. I have been a doctor for so many years, how could I lie to you?"

"Really... wuwuwu...really?" Erica's voice was a little muffled, her breathing was twitching, and she looked at the old doctor with red eyes, her nose covered with a handkerchief.

"Of course, your brother just hid his soul. We just need to wake up his hidden soul... I'm already brewing the medicine to restore his soul. Soon he will be as lively as you. Don't worry..." The old doctor handed the towel to Xu Wenwen: "However, you should not go out for the next few days. Just wait for your brother to wake up..."

"Really...wuqiqi...?" Erica was still sobbing and looking at the old doctor. The chief steward looked at her with such kindness, as if she were his own granddaughter.

"This girl won't listen to me no matter what, and she must hear your answer. She is really a brat..." The chief steward stood there, with his hands behind his back, looking at Erica, feeling helpless. This little girl kept hugging Chang Yufeng and refused to let go, which made his old bones a little moved.

"Mingqiu, the people who attacked the little ghosts actually know how to steal souls. Have the ghosts come to Qingfeng Mountain?" The old doctor took a pill from Erica's arms and put it into Chang Yufeng's body, and poured it down with the medicine: "Also, when did the young master learn how to protect the soul? But it's something that only spiritualists can do. Didn't we just pass the level of the little ball?"

"...I'm not very clear about it, but Xia Wu did report that he met someone from the ghost tribe. The method of guarding the soul might be due to the books he read in the library. Just ask Lang Yishu Weng and you'll know..." Although the chief steward was standing, he was not much taller than the squatting old doctor. When he said this, the old doctor kept looking at him. The old doctor's expression in the second half of the sentence was very strange, as if he didn't believe what he said.

"Is it about your plan again? This is obviously not a soul-guarding method that he released by himself..." The old doctor stood up and walked out of the secret room: "Whatever, I am an outsider after all, so it's better for me not to know..."

"Hey...how would I know?" The chief steward looked at her back and thought of her youth. She was innocent back then, not as suspicious as she is now...

The chief steward looked at Chang Yufeng's peaceful face, and an inexplicable feeling of sadness surged in his heart.

It seems that not only the bloodline has awakened, but "it" has also awakened.

Would it be too cruel to tell him the truth now?
Ning Ji, Chang Yinglan, how much more suffering will your children have to endure?
(End of this chapter)