The technique he had just used was called “Ancient Spirit." meant to aid those who had been revived from death. A person revived from death would be extremely weak, and using “Ancient Spirit” would seal all three souls and seven spirits within their body, reducing all bodily functions to a minimum, even breathing nearly ceased, appearing almost dead. But after a day and a night, removing the needles would restore them to health.Cold dew began to fall, and Perry lay face down on the ground, silent as a corpse.Suddenly, a group of people appeared, a few holding brightly lit torches. They dared not approach, only standing from a distance, throwing hooks to catch Perry's clothes and drag him away.It turned out that the coachman, driven by curiosity, had returned, saw Perry lying on the ground, thinking he had become a victim of this deadly and eerie place, but couldn’t bear to leave him, so he called a few people nearby to come.At that time, people were too afraid to approach the now
Perry had no choice but to pretend to walk towards Orville's workshop at the side, as it was already dark and the room was void of any candles or torches, pitch black. He gently pushed the door open, only to startle and freeze for a moment as a figure suddenly appeared behind the door, but in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.After waiting a moment for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, he saw more clearly. The room was filled with various items and several half-finished lanterns. Although it was cluttered, there were no hiding spots.The figure from before couldn't have hidden without causing a disturbance. This meant that the story Orville told might have some truth to it, and even better, it gave him a clear reason to talk.Perry returned to the old lady, pretending to be panicked: "Ma'am, you said you were here alone, are you sure?"The old lady also appeared surprised: "Of course, it's just me and my grandson here, there's no one else..." She paused mid-sentence, her
Dominic touched the young man's hand, feeling it still warm, and urgently said: "His body is still warm; he might have just stopped breathing.""To revive someone who's just stopped breathing, you need to perform rescue breathing. You do it." Aurora suggested."I..." Dominic looked down at the young man. Though his face was decent-looking and saving a life was critical, Dominic didn't know who he was, whether he had any contagious diseases, and moreover, the idea of performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on another man in front of two beautiful women meant he could never hold his head up again, feeling extremely troubled inside."What are you waiting for?" Leanne urged, unaware of his internal struggle.At a loss, Dominic suddenly remembered the egg from the Gem Flower. The old man had said it was a divine remedy, more precious than ten-year deer antler velvet, more nourishing than a hundred-year ginseng, and that keeping it for over twenty years could bring someone back from the bri
It's precisely because these coffins deteriorate so quickly that the custom of exhumation after three years came to be. During those three years, the bereaved families hustle to save enough money to afford a better coffin, waiting for the three-year period to end to transfer the deceased to a new "home." However, as the saying goes: "Three years of rain doesn't guarantee sunshine, nor does three years of sunshine guarantee rain." Sometimes, three years is too short a period to change one's fortune, and some families, despite saving, cannot afford a new coffin. So, when it's time for the exhumation, they resign to collecting the bones into a ceramic jar, settling their hearts while fulfilling familial piety.Yet, if by some misfortune the flesh has not fully decomposed at the time of exhumation, a new profession emerges: skinning and deboning the dead. It's uncertain how the living might feel about this, but if the dead could speak, perhaps they would say: why not let everything be, so
After a while, King Ginseng looked around at everyone and asked: "Why are so many of you here? Leanne, Sheldon, you're here too? And who are these two?"Aurora quickly summarized the events, and King Ginseng nodded: "The soup you made was delicious, and for the young lad, considering you helped me up, I'll tell you about that snake."Dominic beamed: "Thank you, King Ginseng.""Do you know the legend of the three-legged toad?"Dominic eagerly replied: "Yes, it's the spirit Lotus Shoes, originally it had four legs but because it caused trouble in the world, Ricardo cut off one leg to subdue it. Since then, it has only three legs and spits out money and treasures to help mankind, spreading wealth.""Do you know why it started to spit out treasures only after losing a leg?"Upon hearing this, everyone was at a loss; no one could answer.King Ginseng waited a moment and then continued: "The reason is that its four legs are respectively named Argy Wormwood, Golden Iron, Venom Stride, and Pr
At this moment, the girl had stood up fully, her body only covered by flowers and leaves, but upon closer inspection, these flora formed a sparkling long dress with patterns and motifs, exuding a certain charisma.The girl shook her head: "That's not right, there's no path leading up to Moon Lagoon's peak. The cliffs are treacherous, sheer. Even if you were an ibex, you couldn't climb up here. I've lived over thirty years and aside from King Ginseng, I've never seen anyone else make it up here."Ah, this flower is just over thirty years old, about the same age as me. I've been overthinking this.Seeing that this flower was sensible, capable of thinking ahead, and not foolish like that snake, he decided it was no use lying anymore, and that it would be pointless to continue. Thus, he confessed the truth that he, along with a girl who could use doll magic, rode an eagle up here, wanting to consult King Ginseng about the snake's third leg.The girl covered her mouth, giggling: "Hee hee,
Unexpectedly, one day, he took her to a mountain and accidentally encountered a demon from the underworld, which emerged from a crack between the underworld and the human world at the foot of the mountain. It tore me apart immediately and intended to devour my essence. She could only help me by absorbing my essence into the painting, wanting to protect me in there. However, the demon from the underworld had greater demonic power than those in the human world, it could enter the painting directly, wanting to pursue and eliminate completely. She begged it to spare me, and after a while, it agreed to keep me alive in here on the condition that she must absorb the essence and bodies of others into here for it, otherwise, it would kill both me and her. Since then, she had to follow its orders, absorbing people's essence to increase its demonic power, and then also absorbing bodies for the demon to devour alive. However, she also knew this was too cruel, so whenever she encountered daoist
Suddenly, the crowd halted as if held back by a strong opposing force. Amidst them was a four-year-old girl, expressionless, her face cold. She held up her hand in front of her, and that simple gesture alone was enough to keep the entire crowd motionless.Gregory, upon seeing the child, wiped a drop of blood from the boy's recent wound and flicked it towards the girl.The girl didn't dodge; she stood still, waiting. Unexpectedly, as the drop of blood neared her, it accelerated in both speed and force. A flash of surprise crossed the girl's eyes, but she couldn't avoid it in time. The blood hit her forehead, throwing her backward.With her control lost, the crowd continued to be drawn towards the Pure Yang Beacon, turning into ashes and hair. When there was no one left, Gregory took the boy's hand and walked away, flinging the Pure Yang Beacon back into the village. The flame, encountering the overflowing demonic energy, blazed fiercely. The hair in the air caught fire quickly, spreadi
One year, the two oldest villagers passed away, and following this, two families were able to have children, each birthing one.The Anderson family had a boy.The Lee family had a girl.The children were born on the same day, which coincided with a strange occurrence in the village.That day, someone walking past the Tai Chi pond caught a glimpse of something in the corner of their eye. Initially unsure of what it was, they stopped to observe and realized something horrifying that had never happened before.The water in the pond was completely still, no longer moving.This slowly rotating stream of water had long been regarded by the villagers as a source of life, but now it had ceased to flow.That very night, a heavy rain suddenly poured down, the wind howled like a sweeping storm, and thunder roared deafeningly. Amid the echoing booms, one thunderclap, louder than the rest, seemed to shatter the sky and earth, striking a bolt of lightning directly into the Tai Chi pond, splitting t