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

The corridor was quiet, and several nurses on duty at the nurses' station were checking prescriptions with their heads down.

I kept my footsteps low and slipped out of the inpatient building silently down the stairwell.

The moment I stepped out of the hospital, the heat of an early summer evening, mixed with the hustle and bustle of the city, hit me.

I stood by the roadside, took a deep breath, and felt like I had come back to life.

I flagged down a taxi and got into the back seat.

"Master, Tingyuxuan." I gave him the address.

"Alright, young man, hold on tight."

The driver was a chubby middle-aged man who was turning the steering wheel to merge into the traffic while casually making conversation.

"The weather in Jiangcheng has been really strange these past few days. There was a lot of wind and rain a while ago, and I heard that the hail even destroyed the City God Temple in the old street."

The weather has been unusually sunny these past two days.

Speaking of which, the City God is really unlucky. It collapsed a few months ago, and now it's collapsed again.

Fortunately, the City God Temple was repaired quickly, and I heard it will reopen soon.

Upon hearing this, a thought struck me.

It's true that it collapsed a few months ago, but this time it's probably just an excuse to block ordinary people from entering.

"Yes, things will get better."

I watched the street scene rushing past the window, and didn't say anything more, just calmly echoed a comment.

Outside the car window, the evening rush hour traffic converged into a long strip of red and white light.

The roadside barbecue stalls had already started setting up their grills, and the aroma of cumin and lamb wafted in through the cracks in the car windows.

Looking at these ordinary people struggling to make a living, I felt a strange sense of peace.

This peace was something we risked our lives to achieve a few days ago in the rain.

About half an hour later, the taxi drove through the old town and stopped in front of the antique gate of Tingyuxuan.

I paid the fare and got out of the car.

The two stone lions at the entrance of Tingyuxuan seem to have been replaced with new ones, and they look more majestic than the previous two.

Two red lanterns hung above the entrance, swaying gently in the evening breeze.

I stepped into the hall.

The business has fully resumed, and the lobby has been completely restored to its original state.

However, since it was evening and dinnertime, there were hardly any customers in the hall, except for two tables of casual diners in the corner who were talking quietly.

The person standing at the front desk was a young girl with a ponytail.

She was looking down at her phone when she heard footsteps, looked up, and the moment she saw me, she immediately switched to a sweet smile.

Good evening, Mr. Chen.

The little girl greeted me; she clearly recognized me.

"Good evening."

I smiled gently at her.

"Li Qing, shouldn't he be upstairs?"

The young girl nodded and pointed upstairs: "Mr. Li is in a private room on the third floor."

He instructed that if it were you or Director Lu who came, you could go straight up.

"Okay, thank you."

I nodded and turned to walk towards the stairs.

As I walked uphill step by step, I could clearly feel some subtle changes in the flow of the air around me.

The original feng shui layout of Tingyuxuan was already very exquisite, and now, this energy field has become more solid and harmonious, subtly carrying a sense of continuous vitality.

This was clearly Li Qing's doing.

It seems this kid hasn't been idle since he was discharged from the hospital; he's fine-tuned the feng shui arrangement here again.

I went up to the third floor and walked to the door of the private room at the end of the corridor.

The soundproofing in the private room was excellent; you couldn't hear anything standing outside the door.

I didn't knock. Instead, I grabbed the brass doorknob, pressed down gently, and pushed the door open.

As soon as the door opened, a strong blast of cold air, mixed with the smell of fried chicken and cola, hit me.

The curtains in the private room were drawn tightly shut, and the main light was off.

On the huge wall directly in front of us, a 100-inch projection screen descended, displaying intense scenes from a console action game.

The sounds of hacking and slashing and the roars of monsters from the speakers were deafening.

Li Qing, dressed in an extremely loose printed pajama set, sat cross-legged on a large leather sofa without any regard for appearances.

He was wearing headphones, gripping the game controller tightly in his hand, his fingers flying across the buttons as he muttered to himself:

"Left, left! Roll! Damn, this boss's hit detection is so weird!"

On the coffee table in front of him were several empty Coke cans and a half-eaten pizza.

This kid is definitely living a comfortable life.

I tiptoed inside, closed the door behind me, and then walked to the window, pulling open the heavy blackout curtains.

The evening glow instantly flooded into the room, making the game screen on the big screen appear somewhat white.

"Hey! Who is it?! Don't draw the curtains, I'm hitting a really important spot!"

Without turning his head, Li Qing grumbled angrily, his body still twisting on the sofa in sync with the movements of the character in the game.

I didn't say anything, but walked to the coffee table, picked up a can of Coke with the tab still on, popped it open, and took a sip.

Hearing the sound of a can being opened, Li Qing finally realized something was wrong.

He pressed the pause button, ripped off his headphones, and turned to glare at them angrily.

When he realized that the person standing next to the coffee table was me, the anger on his face instantly froze, replaced by an expression of utter disbelief.

"Clatter."

The game controller in his hand fell onto the carpet.

"Damn... Old Chen?"

Li Qing rubbed her eyes, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

"You...you've come back to life?"

"What are you saying? I'm a perfectly healthy person, how did I suddenly become a zombie?"

I sat down on the single sofa next to me, holding a Coke in my hand.

"What, you're not welcoming me?"

Li Qing suddenly jumped up from the sofa, barefoot and without even putting on slippers, and came right up to me.

He circled me twice, looking me up and down, and even reached out and pinched my shoulder a couple of times.

"Wow, is your body made of iron?"

Li Qing gasped and stared at me with wide eyes.

"I heard from Lu Yan that when you were pulled out of the water, you were almost broken."

"It's only been ten days, and you're already running around like this? You don't even look weak at all!"

"I'm tough."

I smiled, without explaining much about the dragon soul, and simply asked in return:

"But you, carrying such a massive formation outside all by yourself, didn't you suffer any serious damage?"

"Hey, I'm just lucky to be alive."

Li Qing waved his hand, plopped back down on the sofa, picked up a cold slice of pizza, and took a bite.

"Just then, that old immortal from Maoshan happened to pass by and casually helped me up."

However, you suddenly came running over here...

Li Qing stopped chewing, squinted at me, and a sly smile appeared on her face.

"You didn't... sneak out of the hospital, did you?"