Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 74 Taking turns to score
Wei Xi looked at the two herbs in Lian Gou's hand and asked, "Did you get them from Doctor Li?"

Lian Gouqie spread the two herbs in his palm and said, "Do you believe me when I say they jumped onto my hand with long legs? Of course I got them from that old doctor, let's call him that for now."

Lian Gouqie extended his hand. "Doctor Li's lying skills are no match for Wei Xi. I guess Wei Xi noticed it, which is why he asked who was causing trouble."

"Wei Xi will deal with him anyway, so I'll just get up and take a look," Lian Gouqie raised an eyebrow at Wei Xi, "Anyone who can cause trouble here must not be a small family."

"He stole the herbs and got himself into trouble. What's more, this matter is related to County Magistrate Cheng. He said he didn't remember it? This old man must be lying."

"I noticed right away that Doctor Li had some herbs stored in his room."

"He's a doctor," Qin Feng asked doubtfully, "Is it strange that he keeps herbs in his house?"

Lian Gouqie looked at Wei Xi, his expression seemed to say: You worked really hard to prevent Qin Feng from being deceived!

"Qin Feng," Wei Xi explained, "Lian Gou meant that he no longer had a clinic, so why would he collect medicines? And he only had two of them."

"Did you notice?" Lian Gouqie looked at Wei Xi. He thought he was the only one who noticed it.

Wei Xi shrugged. "When I went in, I only saw the baskets for collecting medicine, but you only brought back two kinds."

Lian Gouqie smiled proudly, "I'll also contribute this time. When I was working for Senior Sister Xie, I mainly helped her draw pictures, while she was sorting out the notes left behind by Bailu Pavilion."

"We're incredibly lucky. The book that Senior Sister Xie gave me to illustrate before we left was about herbs. There are two herbs in Doctor Li's collection: one is called Duochu and the other is called Mingzhong."

"It's lucky indeed," Qin Feng said, "considering that you two hardly study."

Wei Xi frowned, "Lian Gou and I don't read unless we need to."

"Wei Xi is right again," Lian Gouyi admitted without hesitation. "Let's talk about these two herbs. Duoqiu and Mingzhong are both spiritual herbs with metallic properties. Duoqiu is a rootless spiritual herb that grows on water. From what I remember, after Duoqiu blooms on water, its pistil gradually begins to turn metallic."

"But this flower can only be picked at night. Last night, Wei Xi saw that the Huan River only produces gold nuggets at night. So, I guess Doctor Li should know what gold is."

Qin Feng took the bell from Lian Gou's hand and asked, "What is the use of this medicine?"

Lian Gou was speechless for a moment. Qin Feng and Wei Xi looked at him with a smile, "I don't have much interest in knowledge."

"I knew it, but you didn't." Qin Feng threw the bell back.

Wei Xi took the duoqiu in his hand and examined the herb. "Lian Gou, this one is not made of metal."

Lian Gouyu thought for a moment. "The notes I compiled for Senior Sister Xie said that we should take a small boat to the river on foggy nights before the flowers bloom to pick this herb. That's all I remember. The night before I started drawing, Qin Feng grabbed me and asked me to draw."

"According to Lian Gou," Wei Xi said vaguely, "Doctor Li is now on the side of County Magistrate Cheng, but it's true that he's dissatisfied with him."

"The two boxes of herbs I saw last night were the offerings Doctor Li prepared. Spiritual herbs and spiritual stones. What on earth is he doing?" Wei Xi asked in confusion. "Unless that river is a cultivator, what use are spiritual herbs and spiritual stones?" Qin Feng shuddered at the thought of County Magistrate Cheng. "County Magistrate Cheng doesn't look like a cultivator at all."

"Are there any monks who kill people at will?" Wei Xi asked back.

"If County Magistrate Cheng was a cultivator, he would have been chopped into charcoal long ago." Lian Gouqie finished the theoretical courses under Qi Refining in Wendao Hall. He didn't know whether a cultivator like himself without a Qi Palace would be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, but he was afraid of fire and would rather believe it.

"Since he's not a cultivator, how did the beggar's money turn into gold?" Qin Feng was very confused. "Or did Doctor Li deceive us?"

"Qin Feng, do you remember yesterday when you said those two people told you to move the bodies?" Wei Xi felt like he had finally grasped the truth. "Did they tell you whose bodies they were moving? And where did they move them to?"

Qin Feng looked at Lian Gouyue, who raised her hand and said, "Auntie, you were clamoring for wine yesterday, so I went to get some for you."

Being watched by Wei Xi and Lian Gouye, Qin Feng's head began to ache again. "I won't drink anymore. Let me think about it. If all else fails, should we drag those two people in for another interrogation?"

"Corpses. Corpses. They take the corpses to the Huan River. Every year after the rainy season ends, they move them to the Huan River and dump them in at night."

"As for whose bodies they belonged," Qin Feng patted his head, "they didn't know either. The bodies were all in sacks."

Wei Xi gave Lian Goujie a look, and Lian Goujie stood up, opened the door, and invited the two soldiers who were staring at each other into the house.

"You said yesterday that you were only carrying corpses for County Magistrate Cheng," Wei Xi asked coldly, "but we know that the Huan River protects the people of Tangkou Town from illness. So, you're carrying corpses of people who have died of old age?"

The two men were completely at loggerheads, scrambling to answer Wei Xi's question. "Master, even though the body is in a sack, just by weighing it, you can tell it's definitely someone around twenty years old. You can feel the weight!"

"It seems you have a lot to prepare for the government office," Wei Xi said, pleased to see the two soldiers grow even more panicked. "One more thing: how many bodies do you send to the Huan River every year after the rainy season? The government office wants a specific number, and our sect also needs a mission statement."

The person who had just failed to answer the first question had a change of fortune and immediately replied, "Master! The number is different every year. I've been doing this for six years. How many can I get in total?"

Lian Gouqi glanced at Wei Xi, then at Qin Feng, whose teeth were about to break.

Wei Xi was satisfied with collecting useful information. He talked about a few irrelevant issues and promised them that if they performed well, they might be able to get good results.

After sending them away and confirming that the Qingyin Note had taken effect, Wei Xi said to Qin Feng and Lian Gouyu, "I know what those people who prepared the sacrifices have done."

"They are the sacrifices!" Wei Xi continued, "The number of corpses varies every year, and not everyone can prepare the sacrifices. Those who prepared the sacrifices last night were all around seventeen or eighteen years old. It took six people that long to prepare those sacrifices!"

Thinking of the things in that room, Wei Xi suddenly realized, "No wonder, no wonder there are cushions inside. They have been preparing in there for several nights. They are not preparing sacrifices, they are being chosen as sacrifices!"

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