Chapter 74

"Senior Brother! Are you okay?" I turned around and looked left and right, but there was no other strange person.

"I'm not talking about that. Something is coming from below!" Senior Brother Hai pulled me to run into the hospital.

I had no choice but to run with him. Lei Qing was even more confused, wondering why we were running when we were just chatting, but he followed along, as he didn't mind wearing a hat and sunglasses to avoid being recognized.

We ran into the inpatient building, and only then did I understand what Senior Brother meant. Perhaps because I am usually very sensitive to yin energy, I noticed something abnormal on the second floor of the inpatient building. The meaning of "something coming from below" became clear: the yin spirits who guide the dead were coming, and Zhao He was about to die.

"Senior Brother, you mean the yin spirits?" I asked. There was no need to find Zhao He's room, as I had already found it. But Senior Brother was even more skilled, sensing it at the hospital entrance. He truly was a professional at escaping.

"Of course!" Senior Brother Hai was sweating profusely with worry.

In the distance, Zhao Qian stood pitifully by the intensive care unit. Seeing me, she started to cry, her nose running and her tears streaming. She seemed to sense something was wrong and quickly wiped her face with a handkerchief.

"Brother Tian!"

Seeing her run over, I extended my hands to greet her, intending to hold her hand.

"The doctor said... even if my brother is saved, he will be a vegetable... sob sob." She immediately hugged me and burst into tears. Sister Qi Jun was so angry that the yin wind started to howl, but it seemed she had no intention of doing anything to Zhao Qian.

I thought, with Zhao He in such a state, his sister must be very sad. It wasn't a big deal, so I let her hug me and patted her back to comfort her: "Don't worry, your brother will be fine."

I doubt Zhao He will recover, but I have a bigger problem: I've stirred up the hornet's nest of the Wang family. How could I expect Xi Jun to spit out Wang Cheng's half soul? Don't even think about it. If I asked Xi Jun now, she might even ask if the other half is edible.

I had a headache and turned to see what Senior Brother was doing. I found that he had already started to drive people away, preparing to perform a ritual.

After all, he is much better at dealing with yin spirits than I am. I wouldn't dare to show off in front of him.

Zhao Xi and Ren Yun both saw Zhao Qian run over and hug me. Zhao Xi didn't mind, but Ren Yun was unhappy. Why would a good girl like her choose me over any other young man?

I don't know if this outfit costs three to five hundred, but if she marries me, the Zhao family will be like garbage collectors.

However, Ren Yun didn't dare to underestimate Senior Brother Hai. Who is he? Although not from a prestigious family, he has extensive connections and is almost the top independent cultivator in the county. The Zhao family has been saved by him several times, so they hold him in high regard.

Seeing Senior Brother Hai about to perform the ritual, she immediately joined the effort to drive away the relatives.

Senior Brother Hai took out some paper figures, incense, and piles of rice, set up the altar, and started burning incense, muttering incantations.

Communicating with the yin realm means Zhao He's life is over. The yin spirits are here to take his soul, and something must be done, or he will be beyond saving.

While Ren Yun was driving people away, the yang energy was almost gone, and the yin energy was much stronger.

With my yin-yang eyes, I could see the yin spirits clearly. In the mist, a young man came up from the yin realm and stood in front of Senior Brother Hai.

Senior Brother Hai spoke to the yin spirit in yin language, asking him to wait and not to take Zhao He's soul yet. He wanted to communicate with the yin realm to see if they could extend Zhao He's life.

The yin spirit actually waited, but Senior Brother's attempt to change fate was difficult. Soon, his face turned pale as he looked at the yin spirit. I knew he had failed to negotiate with the yin officials and was considering how to respond to the yin spirit.

At that moment, my phone rang. I looked at the screen and saw it was Zhang Xiaofei. I answered: "Xiaofei? How is it? Did you bring him out?"

"Brother Tian, I brought him out, and my uncle saw it. My uncle insisted on coming with me. I brought the soul, what do you think...?" Zhang Xiaofei sounded hesitant.

"Sure, no problem, bring him along." Zhang Xiaofei might be afraid of ghosts, so he brought his uncle to help. I have already offended the Wang family, so I don't mind offending his uncle.

The ghost general Jiang Han, who had been leaning against the wall in the distance, looked up at me. The days of suffering were finally over.

"Brother Tian, why are you still using this cheap phone? Didn't I give you an iPhone?" Lei Qing looked at me curiously.

"I gave it away. I'm not used to it; it's too heavy." I said casually. In fact, the phone was still in the trunk. I planned to give it to Yu Xiaoxue as a birthday gift, but she went to her mother's place a few days before her birthday. I'll have to send it to her later.

Yu Xiaoxue and I are both poor, and she is even poorer. She doesn't even have a phone. I can't give her a cheap phone and use the latest iPhone myself. That would be embarrassing.

"Oh..." Lei Qing seemed to understand and ran downstairs.

I ignored him, not knowing what he was up to. I was busy.

"Can't you see that Master Hai is performing a ritual? Can't you put your phone on vibrate? Can't you speak softly? Who are you? How can you be so impolite!" A series of questions rang behind me before I could turn around. I turned to see Ren Yun questioning me. I was furious. I had just dealt with Wang Cheng, and now I was on edge. How dare she come and bother me?

My anger flared: "If you hadn't let Zhao He out, could Wang Cheng have kidnapped him? Could he be in this state? Could I be in this state? Do you know how serious this is?"

"You! What do you mean? Should I have kept my son in prison? Do you know how many bowls of rice he ate at the restaurant? You don't know anything!" Ren Yun's face turned white. What kind of friend is this? She was on the verge of tears. After all, Zhao He is her son, and she had begged and pleaded to save him. How could she consider so much?

"You are trying to kill him! If he dies, how many bowls of rice can he eat? Don't forget, the Wang family also lost a son!" I thought this woman was too confident, thinking her high position could protect her. She didn't understand the mystic families, thinking they were all useless. Just dealing with Wang Cheng is enough to give me a headache.

"Ai Yun! Shut up! Do you know who he is? Do you know the Zhao family's situation now?" Zhao Xi slapped Ren Yun.

The sound of the slap echoed, and Ren Yun was stunned: "Zhao Xi! You dare to hit me for an outsider?!"

"Do you still want your son to live? I've told you many times not to save him so quickly! Do you think the mystic families are all vegetarians? Dealing with Wang Cheng is the best case! A life for a life, clean and simple. Could you deal with other mystic families like the Li family? Our whole family would be doomed! The Zhao family is in a critical situation, and it's hard to predict their fate. If you keep complaining, I will really hit you, do you believe me?" Zhao Xi was furious, pointing at his wife and scolding her.

He had just taken over most of the Zhao family's affairs. The Zhao family had fallen out of the mystic families. He had learned more about the mystic world, including my situation. But the Zhao family was now a mess, and they couldn't rely on anyone. The old man of the Wang family was in such a state, and the Wang family was looking for someone to blame. If money could solve it, it would be easy, but this is a matter of life and death, a delusion.

The Zhao family and I and Senior Brother Hai are like bound grasshoppers, sharing the same fate.

After hearing Zhao Xi's words, I felt very uncomfortable. The Zhao family had offended the Wang family, and I had offended three families. Kong De and Li Rui are extremely powerful, and I'm sure all the mystic families in the county will come after me.

I didn't want to think about it. Li Po Xiao said I had a few more days to live. If that old monster said it, it must be true. If I had Uncle Yao's big hand, I would have taken advantage of Li Po Xiao's injury to finish him off, solving all my problems. I thought maliciously.

"Great! Now you're defending the Wang family!" Ren Yun seized on Zhao Xi's words and immediately retaliated.

Zhao Qian looked at me apologetically, and I could only smile bitterly and look at Senior Brother Hai, who was still frowning. The negotiation had failed, and he was stuck, trying to figure out what to do.

I frowned and said, "Yin spirit, you can go back. Tell them below that I won't let you take Zhao He's soul. If you keep causing trouble, I'll keep you here. I, Xia Tian, am ready to die. If you push me, I'll kick the City God. Do you believe me? Tell your official that if they send more yin spirits, I'll kill them all. See how many they want to lose!"

The yin spirit was stunned. Even Ren Yun and Zhao Xi stopped arguing. At such a time, to speak so boldly during a ritual is almost a direct line to the yin realm. To say such things is not just a matter of bravery but of risking one's life.

"Want to live longer? Xi Jun, eat him." I called out Xi Jun, who immediately bared her teeth.

The yin spirit, seeing the ghost general, was so scared that he trembled and disappeared back to the yin realm.

Senior Brother Hai looked at me and smiled bitterly: "The poor fear the strong, the strong fear the reckless, and the reckless fear the fearless. Junior Brother, only you would dare to handle it this way. But to change fate, the consequences can only be resolved by you."

Senior Brother Hai was probably thoroughly afraid of me. He never thought that his new junior brother would offend all the mystic families and the yin spirits, making him a hot potato that anyone who touches will suffer.

"Senior Brother, I am poor, strong, and fearless. I have all the sins. I just don't want to involve you." I laughed, trying to make light of the situation. I don't have many days left.

"Who made you my junior brother? I just checked Zhao He's soul. It is so weak that it seems about to disappear. Being a vegetable is a light sentence. His soul is almost scattered. If not for his strong body and tough fate, he would be dead. It's also his bad luck to encounter the Wang family. Otherwise, he could have lived to ninety." Senior Brother Hai sighed.

The Wang family, who sell coffins, would never act without preparation. They would first use coffin nails to weaken the target's fate before taking action, often with great success.

"Is there no other way?" I thought Senior Brother must know the solution.

"Gradually call back his soul." Senior Brother Hai was giving advice to Zhao Xi and Ren Yun, meaning that even if the body is saved, the soul must be called back.

"It's all his mother's fault. If she had stayed in the bureau for a while, things might have cooled down..." Zhao Xi was in tears.

"Don't say that. Wang Cheng is a bandit. Even if he stays in prison for a few years, he will still cause trouble. Unless he dies." Senior Brother Hai had a point.

I deeply understood this. Zhao Xi nodded, but Ren Yun was still不服 (unconvinced), thinking Senior Brother was supporting her. But the next words made her collapse.

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