Jiang Chaosheng asked:

"Did you fight back?"

The little boy is holding the dying puppy:

"There are so many of them, I can't beat them, I can only hug Little White and take the beating."

Jiang Chaosheng raised an eyebrow:

"Afraid of getting hurt?"

The boy nodded.

Many people believe that these homeless children are born from rolling around in the mud.

They are very tough and resilient; they are either fighting or on their way to fight every day.

In short, it can be summed up in four words: rude and belligerent.

In reality, most homeless children are not like this.

Street children are terrified of getting hurt.

Many people who have come into contact with homeless children look down on them.

Because they were much more spirited than this little boy when they were young.

Actually, it's because they know that if they get injured, someone will treat them, and their parents only need to spend some money.

But as long as homeless children aren't dead, no one will care for them.

They were injured, and the wounds festered and became infected.

If a bone is broken in a more serious case, it can result in lifelong disability.

Jiang Chaosheng's eyes dimmed slightly as he said:

"What do you plan to do next? Do you want to fight back?"

The little boy shook his head:

"I want to bury Little White somewhere far away from here."

Jiang Chaosheng asked:

"Then why are you waiting for me here?"

The little boy took two hundred yuan out of his pocket and handed it to Jiang Chaosheng, looking up with his dirty little face:

"You left the money in the bread bag that day."

Jiang Chaosheng understood.

He came to repay the money.

Jiang Chaosheng did not accept the money.

They let the two banknotes get soaked in the rain.

Jiang Chaosheng said:

"Silent wounds do not heal on their own; they only fester in the shadows."

The little boy paused for a moment:

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Chaosheng said:

"It means that you'll feel uncomfortable if you don't fight back."

Is it the physical pain you can't bear, or the emotional distress you can't bear?

The little boy stared blankly at Jiang Chaosheng, then slowly looked down at Xiaobai, who was sobbing incessantly.

He seemed to have suddenly gotten up from the ground.

Jiang Chaosheng asked:

"Where are you going?"

The little boy burst into tears and shouted with satisfaction at Jiang Chaosheng:

"Even if I can't beat them, can't I at least hurt them?!"

A barely perceptible smile played on Jiang Chaosheng's lips.

If he were an ordinary office worker like Jiang Chaosheng, he would advise the little boy to let the matter drop.

He wouldn't give the little boy a bad idea that violated the rules of life for homeless children and social laws.

Because he was incapable of taking responsibility for the little boy.

Fortunately, he is Jiang Chaosheng, the owner of the Zero Antique Shop, who possesses many forbidden items and is respectfully referred to by the authorities as Forbidden Twilight.

Jiang Chaosheng liked this little boy.

Because the child's attitude towards the little white dog was the same as his mother's attitude towards him.

Jiang Chaosheng is a cold-hearted person who believes that all humans in the world are NPCs.

But his attitude towards his mother was different; if he was gentle, only his mother had ever truly seen it.

Jiang Chaosheng pointed to the little white dog in his arms:

"But what about your dog?"

The little boy hugged Xiaobai and cried loudly.

He doesn't have many friends, only two so far.

One is Xiaobai, who has been with her for a year, and the other is Jiang Chaosheng, who feeds her bread.

Jiang Chaosheng said:

"I can save it."

The little boy's crying stopped abruptly.

His eyes were full of expectation as he looked at Jiang Chaosheng.

The little boy put Little White on the ground:

"Don't lie to children."

The older man had fooled me before.

The uncle said that God listens to him, and if he wants God to rain, God has to obediently rain.

Jiang Chaosheng took out a broken bowl covered in cracks.

Actually, this is not a bowl.

This place connects to the soon-to-be-dried-up Yellow Springs.

The water of the Yellow Springs is not inexhaustible; it takes a long time for it to regain its former glory.

After creating a group of ghoul cleaners, the Yellow Springs Water is running low.

But Jiang Chaosheng was willing to help the little boy.

How so?

Jiang Chaosheng was a man of strong emotions.

A moment later, the wounds on Xiaobai's body disappeared, and the fatigue and pain in his eyes vanished.

Even more surprisingly, Xiaobai's size has increased.

From this moment forward, this ordinary stray dog—no, this ordinary domestic dog—has become a ghoul.

It possesses supernatural powers and can be called a supernatural being.

As he grows, his size will likely increase.

The little boy hugged Xiaobai tightly, bursting into tears of joy.

Little White kept wagging its tail, stealing a glance at Jiang Chaosheng, its eyes filled with both deep fear and gratitude.

The little boy looked at Jiang Chaosheng:

"Are you a doctor?"

Jiang Chaosheng thought for a moment, then said self-deprecatingly:

"I am a patient."

The little boy thought Jiang Chaosheng was amazing.

He always says things he doesn't understand.

The little boy bowed to Jiang Chaosheng.

He planned to thank Jiang Chaosheng and then go beat up those big guys who bullied him!

Suddenly, a cool, soft hand landed on his head.

The little boy looked up in confusion and saw a stunningly beautiful face.

It was that pretty lady who followed the older man and held an umbrella for him.

Daji wore a gentle smile:

"You're too thin; you'll suffer from that."

The little boy shook his head firmly:

"Even if I can't win, I'll fight! I don't want to be bullied!"

Daji's smile deepened:

I like your spirit.

In the rainy night, a gentle and beautiful woman dressed in ancient white robes, her hands glowing with a soft white light, gently placed her hand on the head of a bewildered boy.

It's very fantastical and beautiful.

Daji withdrew her hand:

"Now you can go fight."

The little boy sensed some changes in himself.

He could see many strange, twinkling lights in the air.

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The little boy thought that as long as he found the right way, he could eat all those little stars.

Eating them will definitely benefit you.

The little boy suddenly looked up at the sky.

The raindrops formed threads.

The little boy said blankly:

"This rain..."

He suddenly looked at Daji:

"You're a fairy! You're a fairy goddess!"

Jiang Chaosheng's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

Spiritual aperture.

Daji helped this child awaken his spiritual awareness?!

The little boy peeked his head out towards Jiang Chaosheng behind Daji:

"You're an amazing old man!"

Jiang Chaosheng was taken aback.

Is Daji the older sister and I the older uncle?

The little boy knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to the two men:

"Thank you, Uncle Fairy! Thank you, Sister Fairy!"

Daji covered her mouth and chuckled:

"No need to thank me, thank him. You are his apprentice, not mine."

The little boy was stunned again:

"apprentice?"

Daji said:

"He taught you and answered your questions, didn't he?"

I'm only helping you because of him.

The little boy was overjoyed and kept kowtowing to Jiang Chaosheng:

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

After he finished kowtowing, he ran to the other side of the street.

They're probably getting ready to pick a fight.

Jiang Chaosheng's eye twitched for a moment:

"When did you say you'd take him on as an apprentice?"

Daji retorted:

"Then why did you help him?"

Jiang Chaosheng said:

"I just think that white dog looks like me."

He looked at Daji:

"And why are you helping him?"

Daji smiled foolishly:

"Because he looks just like you, my husband."

Jiang Chaosheng was too lazy to explain that he wasn't her husband.

He pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Can you open a spiritual aperture? Open one for me too."

Daji shook her head:

"The 'Immortal Touching the Head' technique requires too much energy; we'll have to wait until next time."

Jiang Chaosheng is now starting to feel jealous of that little boy.

"Does my husband wish to learn magic?"

Daji asked.

Jiang Chaosheng paused for a moment, then nodded.

Daji said with satisfaction:

"My husband should have learned magic long ago!"

Jiang Chaosheng gleaned a clue from Daji's words and asked:

"You mean your husband doesn't know magic?"

Daji blinked, puzzled:

"Yes, my husband is busy with state affairs; how could he have time to learn such vulgar things?"

As Daji spoke, she smiled sweetly:

"I'll learn; I can protect my husband."

Jiang Chaosheng understood.

Her husband was indeed a historical emperor, wasn't he?

Su Daji was skilled in all sorts of magical arts, all for the purpose of protecting her emperor.

Her personality is quite different from what people say about her.

If this isn't loyalty, then what is?

Sure enough, the women around the Emperor were quite something.

I wonder what kind of charm that emperor, who didn't know magic, possessed that made a peerless and beautiful sorcerer like Daji willing to follow him to the death.

Jiang Chaosheng was very curious about who that human emperor was, but he didn't dare to ask.

It seems that Daji now has a way to access magic.

If Daji goes berserk again and becomes uncommunicative, then it would be a loss.

Jiang Chaosheng asked:

"You can't open your spiritual senses today, so how can you expect me to learn magic?"

Daji said:

"I have a wonderful method that allows one to cultivate and lay a foundation before one's spiritual apertures are opened."

Once the spiritual aperture is opened, cultivating magic will be twice as effective with half the effort.

"Does my husband want to learn?"

Jiang Chaosheng nodded:

"study!"

"Then I will pass it on to my husband."

Daji moved gracefully to stand before Jiang Chaosheng.

She looked up at Jiang Chaosheng, his eyes like a pool of spring water, captivating all who looked away.

Daji loosened her grip on the umbrella.

As if it had come to life, the umbrella automatically covered Jiang Chaosheng and Daji's heads.

Daji reached out and hugged Jiang Chaosheng's head.

The wide sleeves slipped down, revealing her fair arms.

Daji closed her eyes and gently kissed Jiang Chaosheng's forehead.

Jiang Chaosheng frowned, about to push Daji away, when mysterious information suddenly flooded his mind.

【Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique】.

Through this magic, Jiang Chaosheng understood what a spiritual aperture was.

Humans have seven orifices, while deities have nine.

The two extra orifices that deities possess compared to mortals are the spiritual orifice and the divine orifice.

Jiang Chaosheng didn't know what the divine aperture was.

But Jiang Chaosheng understood what the spiritual aperture was.

"Ling" represents the soul, and "Lingqiao" means that an opening has been made in the soul.

Spiritual apertures can store spiritual energy and, through incantations, talismans, and other means, transform chaotic spiritual energy into regular and unified spells.

What is the 【Spirit Gathering Technique】 for?

This is a method of absorbing spiritual energy to strengthen the soul.

Imagine that other people's souls are made of paper, while yours is made of iron. If you open your spiritual apertures at the same time, your cultivation speed and control over spiritual power will be on completely different levels.

After reviewing the information in his mind, Jiang Chaosheng looked at the woman kissing his forehead.

Daji's body emitted a faint glow as she lovingly stroked Jiang Chaosheng's face.

"I'm so tired. Shall we take me back to the palace?"

After Daji finished speaking, she transformed into a nine-tailed fox demon core.

"I'm so tired. Shall we take me back to the palace?"

After Daji finished speaking, she transformed into a nine-tailed fox demon core.

Jiang Chaosheng held the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon Pill in his palm, grabbed the oil-paper umbrella that was hanging in mid-air, and strode towards the Zero Antique Shop.

.........

P.S.: I don't know how to cultivate immortality! I don't know how to cultivate immortality!

There will be no Nascent Soul cultivators or terrestrial immortals appearing in the future.

Unlike some horror or urban fiction novels, which sometimes resort to writing about ascending to the immortal realm when they run out of things to write about, this novel will not be like some other horror or urban fiction novels.

No way! No way! Absolutely not!

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