What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"He's awake! The patient is awake!"

A surprised female voice rang out from the side.

I turned my head with difficulty and saw a young girl in a nurse's uniform excitedly shouting towards the door.

And not far away by the window, a burly figure in a black trench coat was standing with his back to me.

He was holding a fruit knife and peeling an apple.

Hearing the noise, the person slowly turned around.

A hideous scar ran across his face, but his eyes held a hint of amusement.

"Wow, you woke up pretty quickly."

The scarred man took a bite of the peeled apple. "I thought you were going to sleep until next month. It seems the Chen family's offspring are indeed tough."

"Who are you? And how long have I been asleep?"

At that moment, my mind was full of questions, and the first thing I said was a question.

I braced myself against the edge of the bed and tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through the wound on my shoulder, forcing me to lie back down.

"Me? My name is Lei Zhenshan, you can call me Lao Lei."

After saying that, he picked up another apple and continued peeling it.

"As for you, you slept for three days."

After saying that, Lei Zhenshan handed me the apple he had just peeled again, his movements rough yet with a hint of awkward concern. "To be precise, it's seventy-two hours and fifteen minutes."

If it were an ordinary person who had suffered that level of backlash from evil energy, they would already be queuing at the crematorium by now.

You're lucky, kid; your name wasn't wrong.

I avoided the apple, staring intently at him, and asked the question that concerned me most: "Where's Li Qing? The feng shui master who was with me?"

"That kid's luck is better than yours."

Lei Zhenshan shrugged, took a bite of his apple, and mumbled, "He's been taken away. The geomancer who suppressed everyone that day was his master."

Tsk tsk, I never expected that the person you casually hired would have such a background. If it weren't for that person's help, we would have had to go through a lot more trouble.

That old immortal was very protective of his own; after it was all over, he immediately took the man back to seclusion to heal his injuries. You probably won't see him for at least a year or two.

Li Qing is fine.

Upon hearing this news, a huge weight was finally lifted from my heart.

That guy really got dragged down by me this time, and now he owes me a huge favor.

"What exactly happened?"

I took a deep breath and said calmly, "You delivered a letter to me and appeared at a crucial moment. Don't tell me this is just a coincidence."

My grandfather...did he already know?

Lei Zhenshan paused for a moment while chewing the apple.

He looked at me, a complex emotion flashing in his sharp eyes.

"Your grandfather was a ruthless man, and also a respectable elder."

Lei Zhenshan sighed, his tone turning somber. "This was actually a setup. An old man named Chen risked his life to set up a scheme in collaboration with our Folklore Bureau."

Hearing Lei Zhenshan's answer, my heart sank slightly.

I've heard of the Folklore Bureau before; its role is essentially that of a police station within the entertainment industry.

Lei Zhenshan's answer confirmed my guess.

"The group of people you mentioned are all from Wandie Valley." Seeing my silence, Lei Zhenshan ignored me and continued speaking to himself.

"Ten Thousand Butterfly Valley?"

"That's right, a cult that commits all sorts of evil deeds in southern Xinjiang." Lei Zhenshan's voice was somewhat cold.

After a pause, he continued, "As early as half a year ago, your grandfather noticed that the people from Wandie Valley were infiltrating Huilong Village. In order to find out the reason, he even went to the Southern Frontier in person."

"After returning, he discovered that the Myriad Butterfly Valley had grand ambitions, and he himself was already nearing the end of his life, having also been injured upon his return from the Southern Frontier. He felt that he couldn't stop them alone, so he contacted us."

"According to the original plan, he would die from the Miao woman's poisoned wine, using his death to lure her out. And you..."

Lei Zhenshan glanced at me, his eyes somewhat complicated. "The old man means that you should come back to fulfill your filial duties, and after you've finished the funeral arrangements, hurry back to Jiangcheng."

He doesn't want you to get involved in this mess. As soon as you leave, we'll immediately close in and wipe out that bunch of scum.

My heart skipped a beat.

It turned out to be like this...

No wonder my grandfather's letter told me not to delve into the cause of his death; it turns out that in my grandfather's script, I should be an uninvolved bystander.

"Since I was supposed to be a spectator, why did my grandfather's letter mention that things changed that night?"

"And why did you specifically remind me not to nail the coffin nails in that night?" I asked Lei Zhenshan.

The variable mentioned is the "courage building" mentioned in Grandpa's letter.

"Heh," Lei Zhenshan sneered and shook his head.

"I don't know the specific contents of the letter, but it was a letter that your grandfather asked me to give to you on the night before he died."

The old man was shrewd and calculating throughout his life; perhaps he saw something in your second uncle back then.

As for my appearance that night to remind you, it was also to guard against your second uncle causing trouble.

"With the coffin sealed shut, the flow of qi is blocked, and the 'White Tiger Carrying Corpse' formation cannot be completed."

Second Uncle...

So Grandpa noticed something was wrong with Second Uncle back then...?

Seeing that I fell silent, Lei Zhenshan continued, "What a pity, man proposes, God disposes."

"The old man underestimated Chen Qingguo's ruthlessness. He interfered and dragged you into this vortex."

At this point, he suddenly grinned and said, "But I didn't expect you and that fortune teller to actually have some skills. You managed to muddy the waters and force that old woman to get involved herself."

"This is both the work of a geomancer and a way to lure the enemy out, which has made our mission much easier."

After Lei Zhenshan finished speaking, he gave me a thumbs-up as if praising me.

However, I didn't react at all to his teasing praise.

Changing the subject, I asked the question that had been nagging at me: "What exactly is suppressed beneath the ancestral tombs of my Chen family?"

After listening, Lei Zhenshan's smile disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

He leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying, "You know without me saying more that the people from Wandie Valley are involved in Gu poison."

"And beneath your ancestral grave lies none other than the corpse of a legendary Gu King—a monstrous body whose bones would never dissolve, just one step away from transforming into a demon."

After hearing this, I frowned deeply.

Undying Bones... that's a legendary existence even more terrifying than the Zombie King! The Chen family's ancestral tomb actually contains such a ferocious creature?!

"Back then, the Chen family ancestors used the art of sewing corpses to seal the seven orifices of that body, and then used the evil energy of the earth veins to suppress it for over a hundred years," Lei Zhenshan explained.

"The madmen in Wandie Valley want to dig up the corpse and extract the source of all kinds of Gu from it in order to revive their so-called Butterfly Mother."

"Fortunately, they didn't succeed."

Lei Zhenshan straightened up, his tone tinged with a bloodthirsty glint, "That morning, the geomancer activated the dragon vein, completely sealing off the evil energy underground. As for those Miao people..."

He snorted coldly, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes. "Except for that masked woman who escaped by jumping off a cliff despite being seriously injured, thanks to the Gu King who was her natal Gu King taking her place, the rest, including that arrogant old woman, all stayed behind."

"Hmph, daring to engage in terrorist activities on Chinese soil, do you really think our Ninth Bureau is just sitting around doing nothing?"