If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 40: Clothes have seams, and there are shadows on the ground (please vote, please collect)

When Xiaoyu chased after him, he saw Master Qin riding on a donkey, Guisheng with a lame leg, and Second Brother Wang carrying Guisheng on his back, and they all looked no different from normal people.

Their appearance, expressions, looks, movements, and clothes are exactly the same as those of ordinary people in Hengsha Pass.

Guisheng was a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old. He wore silk clothes and a scholar's scarf and looked like a young man from a wealthy family.

Brother Wang is tall and strong, wearing shorts, and looks very capable and strong.

Mr. Qin's linen robe was made of top-quality material and he dressed like a wealthy man.

They were chatting and laughing.

Even though it was dark and deserted, it still looked normal.

But when Xiaoyu came over, he asked doubtfully, "Are you dead now?"

The atmosphere and scene changed suddenly.

The air suddenly cooled by more than ten degrees, almost forming frost on the ground.

There were also gusts of cold wind, carrying thick fog, coming from all directions, making the already grey vision even darker.

It was as if three searchlights were shining on the faces of the three people opposite. Their eyes were two balls of green flames and their faces were rotten and deformed.

Guisheng was fine, as he had no face at all and was just a skeleton.

Master Qin and Brother Wang are particularly creepy.

Master Qin's face was swollen and black, and green liquid was oozing out of his seven orifices.

Most of Brother Wang's face was rotten, and maggots could be seen crawling inside.

The clothes of the three people became tattered.

"Aren't you dead?"

As if they had made an appointment, they turned their heads stiffly at the same time and looked at her blankly and indifferently.

Little Feather felt a chill and shuddered. His head, which had been as confused as a paste, suddenly became much clearer.

"Hey!" She didn't shrink back but moved forward, grabbing the nearest Master Qin, her almond eyes widened and her face was covered with frost, she shouted: "You three murderers who are looking for death, you are so bold that you dare to provoke me!"

Before she regained consciousness, she felt as if her courage had been taken away.

Once his mind was clear, even though he knew there were three dead ghosts in front of him, his courage that had been taken away immediately came back and was replaced with a heart of steel. He really didn't feel the slightest bit of fear or panic in his heart.

"The fierce tiger roars to the sky!"

Without waiting for the three ghosts to react, she instinctively used the "Tiger Roaring Blade", one of the Seven Killing Secrets.

"Roar!"

The three damn guys were confused.

The girl in front of him, with disheveled hair, a face as white as paper, and wearing white clothes, suddenly changed from a person less than six feet tall to a ferocious tiger more than ten feet tall.

The ferocious tiger's fur is pure black, and its body is surrounded by blood-red evil clouds like mist. Its eyes are full of murderous intent and madness, and its mouth is open, letting out an earth-shaking roar.

"Roar!" The roar created transparent ripples in the air, dispersing most of the cold fog nearby.

"Oh my god, what a ferocious monster!" Gui Sheng was so frightened that his courage was broken. His body was crushed into pieces by the fierce tiger's roar and disappeared into black smoke.

"Someone, help me, the tiger demon is haunting us and wants to eat ghosts!"

Brother Wang Er was so frightened that he pissed and shit himself, and he rolled and crawled, howling miserably and running forward madly.

His legs went weak and he fell to the ground after only two steps. Then he used his hands and feet to get up and continue running.

"Grandma Tiger, spare me! I am just a bag of bones left and can't bear to eat!"

Previously, Master Qin's left hand was grabbed by Xiaoyu, and now it was pressed to the ground by a tiger claw. He struggled desperately but couldn't get free.

"Donkey, donkey, save my life, take me away quickly!"

Old man Qin was half hanging on the donkey's back, slapping the donkey's butt hard with his free right hand, and hooking his feet tightly on the stirrups.

“Hmmmm~~”

The donkey kicked its legs desperately and finally pulled Old Man Qin's left hand out from the tiger's claws - mainly because Xiaoyu was confused again, so he didn't move and ignored it.

She thought she was bewitched by an evil spirit and was taken out of the mansion and into the wilderness.

A ghost that has such means must be very powerful.

At least it's fierce.

But these three dead ghosts seem to be just ordinary ghosts?

She is not as fierce as a living person.
"Run, run!" Although Old Man Qin broke free with his left hand, most of his sleeve was gone.

“Hmmmm~~~”

The donkey ran wildly towards the dimly lit stage in front of it as if it was in great joy.

"What's going on?" Xiaoyu began to feel confused again.

She stood there without moving. It seemed like a long time had passed, but it also seemed like just the next moment, “Hehehe~~~”

Suddenly, the crowing of a rooster came from the east, and Xiaoyu seemed to see a flash of white light in front of his eyes.

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes, "Is it dawn?"

"Its daybreak?"

In the backyard of Guan's pharmacy, a hoarse murmur came from the embroidered bed.

On the couch behind the screen, the night maid Xia Zhi rubbed her eyes, tilted her head to look out the window, and whispered, "Miss, it's only five o'clock, do you want to get up?"

As she spoke, she had already climbed up quietly.

Everyone in the Guan family saw how hard Miss Yu practiced.

It’s not strange to get up and dance at the sound of the cock-crow now.

"Ah! Miss, what are you holding in your hand?"

After lighting the candle and drawing open the gauze curtain of the embroidered bed, Xia Zhi saw that the young lady's soft and white little hand was holding a black object.

It stands out against the off-white quilt cover.

"Xia Zhi?" Xiao Yu opened her eyes dazedly, and it took a while for her to regain clarity. "Is it dawn?"

She thought it was daybreak and the maid was calling her to get up.

"It's still dark, Miss, aren't you going to get up and practice swordplay?" Xia Zhi frowned, picked up the black thing on the bed with two fingers, put it under the light for a closer look, and couldn't help but gasp, "Miss, how come you have a piece of the underworld clothing in your hand?"

"What is the underworld clothing?"

Xiaoyu sat up, feeling dizzy.

It’s like a high school student staying up late playing games, and being woken up by the alarm clock early in the morning to go to school for morning self-study.

She raised her hand and wanted to rub her forehead, and saw that her right hand was black and dirty.

"What's wrong with my hand--"

Xiao Yu suddenly had an epiphany as if a flash of lightning flashed through his drowsy mind. He suddenly realized, "Damn it! This is the sleeve of that old Qin! No wonder..."

No wonder when I met Mr. Qin before, his clothes seemed quite elegant, but you could see the lapels of his clothes, but there were no gaps in the lapels. It turned out that the lapels were painted on, and they were made into funeral clothes on paper.

If there are seams on the clothes and there is a shadow on the ground, then he is a human; if there are no seams on the clothes and there is no shadow on the ground, then he is a ghost!

"Well, it does look like a sleeve." Xia Zhi said.

Xiao Yu thought for a moment with a gloomy face, and said: "Bring some water over here so I can wash my hands."

"Don't worry, Yu'er. Your father already knows what's going on. It's just the Soul Separation Syndrome."

After breakfast, after listening to Xiaoyu's story, Hu Chen twirled his long beard thoughtfully.

It's just soul separation syndrome? !
Damn it, the soul leaves the body without knowing it, and the consciousness is confused and unclear. Isn’t that serious enough?
Xiao Yu was not satisfied with Hu Chen's attitude, and said with a worried look, "If I knew that I had become a wandering soul, the problem would not be too serious, but I was so blinded by greed at the time that I didn't notice anything unusual.

I don't even know when my soul left my body.

I thought I was practicing swordplay in the yard. Could it be that it was a ghost practicing swordplay in the yard?"

Last night after dinner, she practiced a few sets of "Tiger Soul Seven Killing Swords" before taking a shower and going to bed.

She had taken the soul-warming soup and sank her consciousness into the purple palace, continuing to practice her moves with her mental will.

Then her soul left her body and she practiced sword in the yard. Did she do anything else?

After getting tired of practicing sword skills, he was attracted by the "ghost screams" and left Hengsha Pass in a daze. He didn't know how far he had walked in the wilderness.

"Godfather, have you heard of Sunjia Village? I walked out of Hengsha Pass last night and came all the way to the intersection of Sunjia Village."

Hu Chen doesn't live in Hengsha Pass all the time, so how would he know about such a small village as Sunjia Village?
He consoled her, “Soul-leaving syndrome is just like that. Not to mention leaving the county, some soul-leaving patients have even fled to the Rakshasa country thousands of miles away.

The key is that the soul can come back.

You have a strong soul and a strong spirit, so there is absolutely no problem.

If it were someone else, your father would have asked a Taoist priest to call your soul back.

I can’t wake up on my own.”

Soul separation syndrome is caused by the instability of the soul.

A strong soul does not mean that the soul is stable.

Fine steel is very hard. If a table made of fine steel has a broken leg, the table will still be unstable and will shake.

Wood is not as hard as steel, but if the wooden table has no missing corners or edges, it will still be stable and will not shake.

But if a wooden table has a missing leg, it may fall apart after it tilts, but a stainless steel table will not break no matter how hard you fall.

Xiao Yu said: "Godfather, I drank the soul-warming soup last night, but my soul is still leaving my body.

I heard from Saint Zhang that if you spend every day with the Shadow God Picture, you can greatly alleviate this situation."

This is Xiaoyu’s main purpose in looking for Huchen.

She wanted to take back the Shadow God Picture that contained a part of her own "fairy spirit".

Hu Chen frowned and said, “Your Shadow God Map must be given away.

My father is only a general of Shu State and has no say in the Qin court in the south.

In order to push you into Xianyang and into the Afang Palace, you must rely on the nobles of the Qin Dynasty.

According to my father's plan, after I go back and discuss with my ancestor, I will send the Shadow God Map across the Liusha River as soon as possible.

The map was handed over to the nobleman we were about to seek refuge with, and then it was brought to Xianyang after many twists and turns, and was ‘accidentally’ seen by the Emperor.

"I'll use it for a few days, and wait until the ancestor has made a plan, then I'll hand over the map." Xiao Yu said.

Hu Chen was still a little hesitant. "Do you know that we will leave Hengsha Pass tomorrow morning and go to Feixian Ferry to wait for Marquis Lieyang? At least for now, Marquis Lieyang cannot know about the Shadow God Map."

The Shadow God Map is in his hand, and he will lock it up and hide it in a secret place.

The Shadow God Picture had Xiao Yu hanging opposite the bed, making it easy for her to be exposed.

Xiao Yu settled for the next best thing and asked, "Is there a better soul-soothing and spirit-strengthening medicine than the Warming Spirit Soup?"

——Of course there is, but the price is.
Hu Chen gritted his teeth and said, "When we return to Yingxiang Mansion, I will ask the pharmacist to prepare the Nine Fruit Anti-God Pill for you."

It has been upgraded from "soup" to "dan"!

Xiao Yu's face was full of anticipation, "What effect does the Nine Fruit Anti-God Pill have?"

"It can strengthen the spirit, enhance the soul, and repair soul injuries. The Warming Spirit Soup can only be considered an eighth-grade elixir, while the Nine Fruits Anti-God Pill is ranked third grade and can almost be called an 'immortal pill.'" Hu Chen said.

"So, first- and second-grade elixirs are real elixirs?" Xiao Yu asked.

Hu Chen was a little embarrassed and shook his head, saying, "Even if it is a first-grade spiritual medicine, it is just a spiritual medicine, not a magic medicine that can change fate, and it is even further away from the elixir refined by immortals."

——Then what do you mean by “almost” a magic pill? It’s so far away, how can it be “almost”?
Xiaoyu complained in her heart, but her face was still full of gratitude, trust and expectation.

"Master, Master~~"

Guan Zhong started shouting through the two doors, and when he ran into the main room, he was already sweating profusely.

But his fat face was full of joy, "Master Qingsong is back!"

"Humph, Marquis Lieyang is about to arrive at Feixiandu, it's time for him to come back."

Hu Chen stood up and prepared to go to the county magistrate's office to look for Qingsong.

When his eyes swept over Xiao Yu, he was moved and said, "Yu'er, your father is going to the county governor's mansion now, you can come with me."

"I want to see Taoist Qingsong too?" Xiaoyu hesitated.

The Taoist Qingsong only looks like a boy who brings blessings, but in essence he is a cruel, black-bellied and cunning old monster.

Even Guan Huchen, who revealed the "Little Concubine Li Plan" to make her feel at ease, did not give her half as much psychological pressure as Qingsong.

Now, Hu Chen could no longer completely control her life and death, but if Qingsong Dao Tong wanted, he could still make her life and death irrelevant to her.

"Do you know what Qingsong has been busy with recently?" Hu Chen sneered and recounted what Qingsong the Taoist boy had done.

——On the one hand, it suppresses and controls the major vassal states through dragon veins and luck, and on the other hand, it draws talents from all directions to supplement the Qin Dynasty. How can such a Qin Dynasty not be strong?

Even though he had experienced the incident of the dragon vein being cut off, Xiaoyu was still very emotional at this moment.

"Is this related to Yu'er?"

If it had nothing to do with her, Hu Chen wouldn't have had to take her there.

"I suspect Qingsong has made a mistake. In addition to your natural wisdom, you also have a special talent for cultivation that has not been discovered. If it is an immortal bone..." Hu Chen shook his head, "it should not be an immortal bone. With the means of young Taoist Qingsong, he would not miss the immortal bone.

No matter what kind of talent or innate supernatural power it is, once it is determined, it can be developed in a targeted manner.

It will be of great benefit to your future practice.

It can also increase your chances of entering Xianyang.

A future fairy lady with a deep affinity for Taoism can enter the Queen's palace even if she is extremely ugly."

Xiao Yu was surprised and asked, "Is there an ugly ghost fairy in the Afang Palace?"

Hu Chen rolled his eyes at her and said unhappily, "Father is just using a metaphor. The fairy lady's temperament and charm are in harmony with the Tao, just like the famous mountains and rivers, they are natural and pure, they only have different characteristics, they can't be extremely ugly and unbearable to the eyes."

(End of this chapter)