Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 40 - . Invasion
Chapter 40: 40. Invasion
Chapter 40: 40. Invasion
The steward, the chief accountant, the “high-tier guards,” and the “high-tier maids” couldn’t reach a conclusion but all agreed not to send anyone to investigate further. Instead, they decided to report it to the authorities.
However, they discovered that the government office was very busy, as if something major had happened.
Out of curiosity, the steward inquired and learned that a heinous murder had occurred outside the city.
Being aware of his surroundings, the steward led two guards and went outside.
Ling hurriedly found Song Cheng, saying something had happened outside the city.
Song Cheng thought for a moment and then went with Ling.
This was their county town, a human gathering point isolated from the wilderness. Song Cheng had to be concerned about what was happening outside…
It was currently afternoon.
The sun shone brightly, and the floating clouds drifted leisurely…
Fresh green grass sprouts swayed in the gentle breeze.
When the steward arrived at the murder scene outside the city, he was stunned at the spot. Then he bent over, gasping for air, but in the end, he didn’t vomit.
They were skinless corpses, just bleeding flesh and bones…
They had been arranged in the shape of flowers, placed among the green grass…
Their instinctive writhing seemed like flowers swaying in the wind.
Soon, Song Cheng and Ling also arrived at the scene.
From a distance, Ling immediately started vomiting, the midday stir-fried lettuce and meat mixed with stomach acid spilling onto the grass.
Song Cheng was better, merely feeling a slight churn in his stomach. At this moment, he bent over, gently patting Ling’s back, then observed the wriggling “living corpses” like flesh worms.
The data emerging from those “living corpses” indicated they weren’t really dead yet, but had been skinned, still writhing on the ground… What could this be?
Suddenly, Song Cheng’s pupils contracted, a chill running from his feet to his head.
He saw good favor…
Quite a lot of good favor.
And quite favorable, too.
Especially one among them, with a good favor of 80.
He felt a chill rising in his heart.
“Oh my, what happened?” Suddenly, a curious female voice sounded from not far away.
Song Cheng turned his head and saw a group of colorful women walking over, they were from the Biliu Courtyard.
A government official quickly went over, speaking to one of them whom he knew, “Take your sisters back, there’s been a murder here, it’s not a place for you.”
“Alright, alright,” the woman didn’t argue, shook her round fan, and turned to leave with her group.
Among them, was one Song Cheng knew, it was Hua Zhi, the prostitute who sat on his lap that day trying to give him a red envelope.
Song Cheng stared at their backs, those swaying waists, that smooth, white skin, that swaying behind… and those slightly blood-red power statistics, with non-existent good favor above their heads.
He suddenly turned his head, looking at the “living corpse” with a good favor of 80.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted again.
He knew who this living corpse was.
A strong sense of cold fear, chill… attacked him.
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…
Song Cheng walked down the street, lost and aimless.
He knew what that thing was.
That thing, he didn’t want to provoke.
So, he thought of packing up and leaving the county town quickly.
As for connections?
Ling, of course.
He wanted to pull Ling along, to run together. Once they reached the prefectural city, have Ling make arrangements, they could surely settle down, couldn’t they? Ling, as the personal maid of the chamber’s young lady, always knew people, and had a clean background. As for why they left the county town suddenly, they’d come up with a reason on the way.
This thought strongly urged him, but… conditions were still needed.
He couldn’t rush!
Song Cheng’s thoughts raced like lightning, he suddenly lifted his eyes, telling Ling urgently, “You go back and pack up first, then go to my room and tell my wife to pack too, we might have to run. Don’t let anyone see.”
Ling: ???
Song Cheng said solemnly, “If you want to live, go quickly.”
Ling took off running.
In her eyes, Song Cheng was mysterious, powerful, and had a unique charm; she naturally obeyed him.
Ling ran, and Song Cheng began to run too.
He swiftly headed for the west city gate, and in roughly the time it took two incense sticks to burn, he reached the city gate.
The gate was open at this time, but there were county soldiers on guard on the walls, one couldn’t go up.
And during the day, he couldn’t have an out-of-body divine soul experience, so the idea of using the divine soul to observe from above was also impractical.
Song Cheng had no choice but to go outside the city to investigate.
If you want to run, at least check out the situation outside first, right? See it clearly and then act.
It would have been better not to look, but when he saw, Song Cheng was stunned.
Mountains rolled endlessly, the bright sun shining on the hills, but a faint, barely noticeable gray mist lingered in the sky.
Song Cheng stared at the gray mist, continuing to wait patiently.
Time passed, and by evening… not only did the gray mist not dissipate, it became even thicker.
Billowing gray mist arose from all corners of the mountains and forests, swirling and gathering, forming a vast, sky-covering hand that encircled the azure hills, rippling like waves. But when it reached the county town, it seemed blocked by some force, unable to pass through, thus only circling outside the city.
Song Cheng’s face turned ashen, with only two words echoing in his mind: siege!
There was no way out.
The county town was densely populated, a place where Yang Qi gathered, essentially filling the Yin.
Yin Qi couldn’t get close.
So, those ghostly things existed?
If those evil spirits were forbidden, then were those things ghost servants?
Forbidden spirits couldn’t enter the city, so the ghost servants were sent to besiege the city?
Song Cheng turned back, walking again into the city gate.
Inside the city, the atmosphere was still lively, the shouts of buying and selling could be heard everywhere, the air filled with a mix of wine and smoke…
Song Cheng had no money in his pocket and couldn’t afford wine.
He swallowed his saliva, feeling deeply frustrated as he walked on the way back.
As he reached a small alley, someone suddenly walked out ahead.
A woman.
A beautiful woman.
Song Cheng knew this woman.
This was Hua Zhi, the prostitute from the Biliu Courtyard.
Or rather, just a ghost servant wearing Hua Zhi’s skin.
He saw the good favor appearing below the ghost servant.
[Power: 10~10]
[Good Favor: 80]
The color was somewhat bloodstained.
Song Cheng remembered, Hua Zhi’s power had always been “1~1,” had she turned into a ghost servant, instantly adding a zero?
“Oh, Big Master Song, what a coincidence.” Hua Zhi flirtatiously played with her hair, “Last time I couldn’t give you the red envelope, how about letting me give it to you today?”
As she spoke, she raised her hand, covering her mouth, laughing “hee hee hee,” and her eyes beckoned to Song Cheng across the alley.
Song Cheng watched her warily.
Hua Zhi laughed, pulling open her clothes, revealing her milky white chest, and said, “Then… shall we do it here? I’ll lean against the wall, and you come from behind, alright?”
Song Cheng turned to leave.
Hua Zhi was stunned for a moment, calling out “Don’t go, Big Master Song,” as she ran after him, a strange greed flashing in her eyes.
Song Cheng stopped walking, his five fingers climbed onto the handle of the fine blade at his waist, a cool breeze circling, the force accumulating by itself.
“Why force me?” He questioned angrily, not waiting for an answer before drawing his blade, swift like a venomous snake hunting at night, strange and nimble.
With the swing of his blade, the venomous snake bared its fangs, the hissing sound suddenly turning into a fierce howl.
Was it still a snake? More like a Jiao!
The blade form—Transforming into Jiao!
Retracting the blade, it drew a splendid crescent arc, slicing into Hua Zhi’s skin, as if cutting through hard steel.
Boom!
Hua Zhi’s face was shocked, her body torn apart, the upper body and lower body separated, revealing emptiness inside.
A chilling, eerie cry erupted from within the hollow body, but as soon as it emerged a little distance, it melted away swiftly like snow meeting fire, dissipating into nothing before it even reached Song Cheng.
The person skin torn in half floated down gently, with hairpins, ornamental items, and clothing scattering alongside it.
That charming face folded into several layers, displaying a scene of horror that wouldn’t even appear in nightmares.
Song Cheng sheathed his blade, turning and leaving.
Since he couldn’t run, he might as well guard his home.
The county town barely counted as a “filling the Yin” area, forbidden spirits couldn’t come in, hence the use of ghost servants wearing human skin.
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Song Cheng, worried and restless, returned to the Ruyi Commerce Chamber. Just as he approached the entrance, he saw a merchant caravan coming from the north.
It was his commerce chamber’s own caravan.
As the caravan reached the front of the mansion, the curtain of a carriage was lifted, and a cold, elegant woman stepped out, looking at Song Cheng from afar.
Song Cheng looked at her too.
[Power: 8~8]
[Good Favor: 80]
No blood color.
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“Did the young lady return earlier?”
An Chenyu glanced at Song Cheng, then at the direction he came from, and said calmly, “Come with me.”
