Chapter 66

It's been so long? I noticed that the date on my phone had skipped two days, and it was still noon.

There were a few missed calls on my phone, from Han Shanshan, Zhang Xiaofei, even from Senior Brother Lian, and a few unknown numbers.

I looked at Jiang Han, who was frowning, and Song Wanyi wanted to write something but decided to wait for me to process the current information.

There were two or three text message notifications, which I hadn't had time to check, so I tapped them open.

"Remember to eat something when you wake up. There's food in the fridge. — Zhao Qian."

"Hey, why aren't you answering my calls? I need to talk to you! — Han Shanshan."

"Xiaotian, give Mom a call."

When I saw it was from my mother, I was startled and quickly called her back: "Mom, what's up?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just that Xiaoxue said she's coming to help me for a month during the summer vacation. I just wanted to let you know. She's already here," my mother said.

Xiaoxue actually went to my mother's place? I was taken aback: "Oh, okay. She might get bored there. I'll pick her up when school starts."

"Alright, take care over there. If anything happens, give me a call. Xiaoxue is right here, you can talk to her," my mother said.

"Brother Tian! You're awake? I'm at Aunt's place now, don't worry! I already told Sister Zhao Qian last night. I was bored, so I came to help Aunt." Yu Xiaoxue said happily.

Actually, I understood. Yu Xiaoxue was alone in the villa, and it was the holiday. She had no friends to play with, and city kids have their own groups. I was also worried that others might lead her astray, so it was good for her to help my mother, especially since I was busy with a lot of things.

"Alright, you can sleep in my room. I'll come and see you with Sister Zhao Qian in a few days," I told her.

"Okay, bring me a gift when you come," Yu Xiaoxue said cheerfully.

"Alright, I'll hang up now. I have a lot to do." I knew Yu Xiaoxue didn't want to be a burden, so she went to my mother's place to help with the business. My mother was quite busy, and I wasn't comfortable leaving her alone.

I called Han Shanshan: "What's up? Make it quick."

"Finally, you're calling me back? Listen! Zhao He is out of the police station. You need to watch out," Han Shanshan said on the phone.

I frowned. It seemed Ren Yun was determined to get her son out. In my opinion, staying in the police station wasn't bad; it could protect him from the Wang family's revenge. Now, she was happy, but Wang Cheng wouldn't let Zhao He off easily. He might even try to kill him.

"Alright! Can't you keep him in the police station? Don't you understand what might happen if he comes out?" I frowned.

"I'm just a small detective. What can I do? Captain Huo signed off on it. It's not my problem. I just wanted to let you know. I'm busy," Han Shanshan knew I would be upset, so she hung up directly, assuming I wouldn't sit idly by.

Zhao He coming out at this time would only make the Wang family angrier. I called Zhao Qian, and she answered after a while.

"Qian, are you with your brother?"

"Yes, Brother Tian, he's right here. I'm having dinner with my parents at a restaurant. I didn't dare to wake you up since you were still resting. Do you want to come over? I left the car for you," Zhao Qian said. It was quiet around her, probably in a restroom.

It seemed she didn't want to say I was still at home in front of her mother.

"Watch over your brother. Call me if anything happens. I won't go to the restaurant; I have some things to do," I sighed.

"Okay, I made some good food for you. It's in the fridge. Remember to eat it," Zhao Qian said.

"Thanks," I said, hung up, and frowned. I didn't believe the Zhao family would be safe. The Wang family wasn't easy to deal with. Staying in the police station was a way to protect him, but now it was a different story.

I was about to call Senior Brother Hai to see what he wanted when the phone rang. It was Lei Qing. I answered: "Lei Qing, what's up? Is there any movement from the Wang family?"

"Brother Tian, did you figure it out? Amazing! Wang Dong has already said that if we see Zhao He, we should help block him. Old Wang is furious today, and his hypertension sent him to the hospital. The Wang family is looking for outside help to deal with Zhao He," Lei Qing said urgently. He was trying to inform me.

"Alright, I got it. Thanks a lot. I'll help you in the future, but only if it's not a matter of life and death. It's hard to help in a crisis, and your action is a sign of loyalty. I need to show my appreciation," I said. Lei Qing was just a small leader under Wang Dong, with his own plans. I didn't want to expose him yet, but his effort was beneficial to me.

"Brother Tian! What are you talking about? With our relationship, I had to tell you. Not only that, I told my subordinates to hold off on Zhao He and notify me first," Lei Qing said, thumping his chest.

"Great, I owe you one," I said. Regardless of my relationship with Zhao Qian, Zhao He was a friend from my county. If I could help, I didn't want him to get hurt.

After a few more words, I hung up and called Senior Brother Hai: "Senior Brother, what's up?"

"Brother! Come quickly! We're at Xiaoxuanxuan Teahouse. A few old friends are here! Didn't I tell you before? Hurry up! I've called you twice. How can you sleep this late? I'll give you half an hour! It's a big deal!" Senior Brother Hai urged me, with many people talking and some middle-aged women laughing in the background.

When I heard "Xiaoxuanxuan," I got goosebumps. If it was a big deal, it was probably a joke, but I quickly agreed and said I'd be there soon.

After hanging up with Senior Brother Hai, I saw two missed calls. I called back.

"Brother Tian! I missed you so much! I've been in there for a few days, and now I'm out! We need to have a drink to calm down!" Zhao He's loud voice said. It seemed Zhao Qian had told him I was awake.

I was speechless with Zhao He, but now wasn't the time to scare him. He had suffered enough in detention. Maybe things weren't as bad as I thought, so I said: "Alright, it's good you're out. We'll drink tonight. I need to see Senior Brother Hai first."

"Oh! Alright, I'll bring some good wine tonight!" Zhao He said immediately.

"Alright, see you tonight," I nodded, wanting to refuse but agreeing due to his excitement.

I saw Jiang Han had been waiting for a long time, looking miserable, but I didn't immediately pay attention to him. My two little ghosts were still hungry.

I extended my finger, intending to feed Xijun some blood.

Xijun, afraid of Song Wanyi's disapproval, looked at her. Song Wanyi felt my forehead and, finding it fine, nodded.

I actually checked my body and found it uncomfortably hot, probably due to the sudden stress and rising blood pressure.

I could see that Wang Cheng had hypertension, but how could my blood pressure rise when I was anemic?

While thinking, Xijun bit my finger. I winced in pain, but she looked at me innocently. I could only smile.

After Xijun licked, she looked satisfied but soon became excited, her eyes brighter, especially the red circles, which became more noticeable. The wounds from insufficient blood intake were now completely gone.

She pounced on me, hugging my neck tightly.

Song Wanyi was shocked, staring at Xijun and then at my finger.

"Your turn," I said, not fully understanding but sensing something. It seemed my blood had recovered quickly after two days of sleep.

Song Wanyi gently squeezed my finger, and a purple-red blood droplet appeared. I was stunned!

I was shocked. Was I poisoned? The blood was much darker than before.

Song Wanyi's eyes brightened, and the red circles in her eyes also became more noticeable.

Seeing Song Wanyi's condition, Jiang Han looked envious and jealous, quickly licking his lips.

This greedy look made Xijun, who was hugging my neck, show her fish-scale teeth, a cold light flashing in her eyes, and her pupils turning red, ready to attack.

Jiang Han's eyes darted around, afraid she would pounce, and he muttered some soft words.

I knew Jiang Han's actions were unconscious, so I stopped Xijun from further action.

Xijun had been obedient, but after absorbing my blood, she became so aggressive. Did my blood contain something special?

"The blood of the Dao tradition, the essence of vitality. Congratulations, Master, for inheriting the Dao tradition," Song Wanyi wrote excitedly.

The Dao tradition of the Ghost Cultivation Dao? I frowned. Could it be that after entering the dream, my wife secretly restored my blood and passed on the Dao tradition to me? No way!

Thinking of my wife, I felt frustrated. She didn't say much directly, leading me around in circles, showing me many scenes and blood mists. If someone didn't know, they might think she liked it.

Could it be that she secretly restored my blood and passed on the Dao tradition during this time?

Thinking of my wife, I felt frustrated. Wife, you're too proud. You think of everything for me but never say a word. How can I understand what you want if you don't tell me?