I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 178 Either Immortal or God
"Taibai, drink!"

Pei Ze was exceptionally hospitable; they drank the Wang family's fine wine and ate the Wang family's food. They had stayed overnight at the Wang family's house the previous night, and as soon as they woke up, Pei Ze grabbed Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu, saying he wanted to drink with them.

The Wang family sent over fine Lanling wine, and even gave the group some Jiannan liquor from Sichuan that they had hidden away.

Li Bai drank two cups in a row.

He held his wine cup and exchanged a glance with Yuan Danqiu, their eyes both filled with a hint of mockery.

Pei Zexian brought it up.

"Wang Sanlang is being treated by a doctor. His injury probably won't fully heal for several months."

Yuan Danqiu sighed.

"He's blinded by lust."

Pei also smiled.

He probed indirectly, asking, "Taibai, I heard a poem yesterday. Did you write it?"

Pei then recited two lines from the poem.

Li Bai, holding his wine cup, smiled freely upon hearing this and nodded.

"I wrote it."

Pei was overjoyed, "Li Bai is so talented!"

He lowered his voice again and asked carefully, "Is what is written in the poem... really true?"

Li Bai put down his wine cup and looked Pei Ze up and down.

"What do you think?"

Pei thought of what he had seen last night, and then of his own calligraphy scroll... For a moment, he felt he dared not speak out.

The feast of ghosts and gods described in the poem is the same as what I saw last night.

How similar they are!

Li Bai smiled, picked up a couple of bites of food, and made a brief comment.

"These past few days, there's been a storyteller named Liu in the taverns in our neighborhood. He's been telling the owners many stories to attract customers. If you'd like, you can go and listen."

Pei nodded repeatedly, making a mental note of it.

He remarked with emotion.

“At the banquet a few days ago, I saw the three of you suddenly stop breathing. I reached out to check, but I couldn’t detect any breath. It terrified me. At that time, I was thinking about how to collect your bodies.”

"If it weren't for Mr. Jiang's words..."

"I'm afraid the coffin has already been prepared and is being laid out in the courtyard for the body to rest."

Li Bai burst into laughter.

Yuan Danqiu thought back to that day when they were floating in the sky, watching Pei Ze's panicked appearance, and he also felt a bit amused.

"Yes, you also knocked Taibai down."

Pei was taken aback.

He pressed on, asking, "You actually saw it? Or were you even aware of it?"

Both of them smiled but did not answer. The more urgently Pei asked, the happier they laughed. Finally, Pei got annoyed and said something.

"I'll send Mr. Jiang some New Year's gifts and some cured meat later, and ask him about it!"

It's unclear which word touched them both.

Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu immediately became serious.

"That won't be necessary. We have enough to eat for a long time now." Yuan Danqiu suppressed his smile, tugged at his clothes, and answered Pei Ze's question.

"It's both."

Pei pondered these words in his heart.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized how remarkable Mr. Jiang was; he was probably some kind of immortal or even a god. He was incredibly lucky to have met such a person!

He asked for advice.

"May I ask who Mr. Jiang is?"

Li Bai put down his chopsticks and thought about it carefully.

"This gentleman is as ethereal as a cloud; in my opinion, he is not a man of this world. Therefore, this is all I can say; I will stop here."

Pei Ze smiled as if he had received an answer.

Add wine for Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu.

"Taibai Xiazi, drink! Drink!"

……

……

The governor of Yanzhou also learned of the Wang family's encounter with demons and ghosts.

The governor inquired about the Prince of Qi's health every day, fearing something might be wrong with the prince, and he was also busy communicating with the imperial physicians. "I don't know if it's true or not."

The governor didn't bother to think it over. The Wang family was a local gentry family in Yanzhou. A few years ago, Wang Sanlang's grandfather held a fairly high-ranking official position in Yanzhou and had a good relationship with him. He should be appeased.

He ordered his servants.

"Tell Liulang to finish his breakfast and then go and say hello."

He asked his son to take a look for him, and then the governor went to attend to his official duties.

The servant bowed his head in response.

At this time, Luo Liulang had not yet gotten up.

When he woke up and heard what his father's servants said, Luo Liulang, still half asleep, was helped by a maid to put on his clothes. He frowned and asked:

"Haunted? Which idiot family is it this time?"

"Rokuro be careful what you say."

The servant said, "It came from the Wang family last night. I heard that as soon as the drum sounded this morning and the gates of the neighborhood opened, the Wang family servants immediately went to the city to invite Doctor Wen and Doctor Zhang, and gave them a lot of money for their consultations."

Luo Liulang pondered this in his heart, savoring the moment.

"This is a serious illness."

The servant said, "The necessary New Year's gifts have already been prepared and placed in the carriage. After your meal, young master, you can go to the Wang family."

Luo Liulang yawned and nodded.

After his father's servants left, he muttered to himself:
"Father is really something. It's just a bout of illness, what does it have to do with ghosts..."

After washing up and having breakfast, Luo Liulang slowly rode in a carriage to the Wang family's house, arriving at around 9:00 AM.

Before arriving at the Wang family's residence, Luo Liulang scoffed at the idea of ​​it being haunted.

Upon entering the Wang family's residence and walking along the corridor, he gazed at the chaotic and turbulent courtyard from afar.

Dusty servants were sweeping with brooms. A steward-like man, dressed in slightly brighter and thicker clothes, walked on the snow, occasionally making notes to tally up his master's losses.

Luo Liulang began to believe it.

The Wang family truly suffered a disaster yesterday.

He stopped a servant of the Wang family and asked, "What was the situation with the ghost story last night?"

What happened last night has already spread like wildfire throughout the entire Wang family. Every servant knows about it, and the master's close friends have all sent medicine for his wounds and gifts to visit him.

The servants of the Wang family described it vividly.

This prompted Luo Liulang to ask.

"Really? There really is that emerald-green evil spirit?"

The servant then recounted in detail how terrifying the demon was—he was the gatekeeper and had not seen the demon with his own eyes last night, but had only heard about it from others.

Even so, it's still quite alarming.

Later on, the conversation even made Luo Liulang worry about his own safety.

He hurriedly asked, "What happened to the evil spirit in the end?"

The servant's way.

"Fortunately, we encountered a master who carried a lamp and blew on it. The evil spirit burst into flames instantly, and the commotion was terrifying."

"A lamp?"

"Yes, everyone saw it."

Luo Liulang clicked his tongue in amazement, greatly intrigued: "It must be a divine lamp, and the fire inside must be extraordinary, perhaps even heavenly fire."

The servants around Luo Liulang all echoed his sentiments.

Luo Liulang sighed for a while, and even thought about spending a lot of money to find that lamp, put it up in his home and light it, hoping it might prolong his life and save him, but it was just a thought.

Following the servant's instructions.

He walked through the snow until he reached Wang Sheng, who was lying on his sickbed.

Luo Liulang was startled.

I almost didn't recognize the man surrounded by doctors in front of me. He was Wang Sanlang, a man from a noble family, handsome and dashing, who had just returned from Chang'an and was only twenty-seven years old this year.

He stepped forward.

All the scary ghost stories I'd heard along the way suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Luo Liulang hesitated before bowing to Wang Sheng, who was lying on his sickbed.

He asked with concern.

"Brother Wang, your health..."

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)