Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 85 The Wounded Gong Xuan

Upon hearing Gong Xuan's voice, Lin Jiang was startled.

He was certain that he was not hallucinating, and that he could not have mistaken the voice.

Why did Gongxuan's voice sound again?
Looking at the coffin in front of him again, Lin Jiang had some guesses in his mind.

"Brother Zhuzi, I would like to trouble you to protect me."

He looked up and gave instructions to the magical artifact suspended in the air.

The bead was inexplicable, but as a magical artifact, there were some things that should be asked and some things that shouldn't be asked.

It flew over Lin Jiang's head and circled once, covering his body with a layer of light white protection.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his spirit sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The phantom of the palace appeared in his consciousness.

After circling the palace, Lin Jiang found the big tree.

Aside from the coffin where the man often communicated, the second coffin behind it also slowly began to shine.

Lin Jiang thought for a moment and adjusted his voice.

He knocked on the coffin.

After waiting a short while, Lin Jiang didn't hear Gong Xuan's voice, but he did hear the sound of tinplate coming from the coffin next to him:
"Senior Young Master, you were looking for me?"

Lin Jiang: "..."

He was a little embarrassed.

Although he said he hadn't looked for her, she still came out. Although he said he came to look for her, Lin Jiang's main purpose this time was to find Gong Xuan.

After thinking for a moment, he simply said:
"Try some new methods."

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from another coffin next to Lin Jiang:

"Who?"

That was Gong Xuan's voice.

……

Gong Xuan leaned against the blue stone coffin and coughed twice, blood churning in his throat.

The midnight sunlight filtered through the cracks in the cave's dome, bathing him and his coffin in a silvery glow.

After leaving Baishan, he headed north and took a job at a wealthy family, helping them eliminate some scourges.

Who would have thought that the evil spirits that went to that wealthy mansion the day before yesterday would hide the curse that my junior sister had planted herself.

Gong Xuan was not paying attention and his body was broken, resulting in injury.

The injury was serious, but not fatal.

Even so, Gongxuan still knew that he probably couldn't escape this ordeal.

When he was fighting the opponent, his junior sister had already noticed that he was there. She would definitely come here and try to kill him.

He and his junior sister had always had a bad relationship. When they drew characters for the character, he drew "poor" and his junior sister drew "lonely".

For so many years, the two have been fighting, starting as minor squabbles and escalating into mortal enemies.

With a long sigh, Gong Xuan touched the little silver left at his waist and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He hadn't had time to spend the gold and silver he'd gotten from Young Master Lin, so the little bit of silver in his pocket was snatched away by a weasel that had become a spirit, and he could never find it again.

This is poverty.

They can't even afford medicine.

As he pondered, Gongxuan's eyelids grew heavy.

The injury was too severe.

He knew he couldn't rest, that if he did, he would probably die, but he couldn't take it anymore.

But darkness surged over his consciousness, and he finally closed his eyes.

Feeling drowsy and confused.

Gong Xuan felt his thoughts had drifted very, very far away.

"Snapped!"

A strange noise startled Gong Xuan awake. He looked around blankly and found himself in a confined space.

This?
Gong Xuan's mind was still fuzzy. He tried to move, but found that his body felt as if it were wrapped in something, making him feel confused and heavy.

Just as Gong Xuan was wondering where he was, he suddenly heard rustling sounds coming from outside:
"...There might be newcomers..."

"Who?"

Gong Xuan asked this question subconsciously.

Lin Jiang heard Gong Xuan's voice, considered his current attitude, and tried to keep his tone calm:

"Welcome, this is my dojo."

Gong Xuan looked around carefully, but found it to be extremely dark and he couldn't see anything.

Does your temple... not have any lights on?
His mind was in turmoil, but he dared not utter a word. Although he had suffered severe injuries, his cultivation at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm was still intact, and his five senses had not deteriorated to this extent. The fact that he could abduct someone to this place without the other person noticing was no ordinary feat!
It's probably a method of targeting stars.

"May I ask your name, senior? And why have you led me here?"

“Senior, you can be called Young Master,” Tiepizi replied. “I am Tiepizi, and I am the first disciple of your dojo.”

Tinplate's response was...

OK!

There's a lot to say, but it would be beneath Lin Jiang to say it; it would be more appropriate for Tiepi to say it.

"Why did you choose me, senior?" Gong Xuan's tone still sounded somewhat puzzled.

"It's not that I'm looking for you, but that you've found the coffin," Lin Jiang said. "That coffin is a magical artifact. With it, you can turn the ends of the earth into a stone's throw and hear what I say."

Gong Xuan remembered the hard coffin he was leaning against.

With nowhere to go, he fell from the mountaintop and landed right here.

It was truly fate that brought this encounter to me.

Gong Xuan felt somewhat melancholy.

In truth, he only believed three-tenths of his own extraordinary encounter, after all, his junior sister was skilled in deception and fraud, and the current situation seemed to resemble her usual tricks.

But at this moment, exhausted, he simply went along with the act:
"It is my great honor to have received such favor. Unfortunately, my life hangs by a thread, and I am not fit for any great task."

"But what is it?"

"His injuries are too severe to heal, and he will not live much longer."

Lin Jiang was slightly taken aback upon hearing this: "Have we encountered a powerful enemy?"

"Senior, are you unaware of my current situation?"

"I can only communicate with you, but I can't see your current condition."

Gong Xuan remained silent for a moment:
"I've been ambushed, and enemies are searching for me. I fear I won't survive the night..."

Upon hearing this, Tin Man, quick to speak, first recited a sentence:
"Where are you? Oh, no, even if we talked all night, we might not be able to get there in time."

"Let me tell you the location first, just in case it's nearby," Lin Jiang said.

"...Dengzhou, I am in a mountain in Dengzhou."

“East of the capital, the forests stretch endlessly.” Ironhide said with some worry, “It won’t work. It will probably take me seven days to get there.”

Lin Jiang was even less of a possibility; it would have been impossible for him to reach the destination in less than a few months.

What should I do?
Is it possible to send something through a coffin?
Even if I could send it, what would I send?

He didn't have any medicine to heal his injuries, and if he were to send a treasure over, it seemed that only the luminous pearl could barely help Gong Xuan.

or……

Lin Jiang suddenly thought of the breath of life he exhaled from his dantian.

That vital energy can bring withered trees back to life and make jujube trees bear fruit.

Can Gong Xuan's injury be healed?

Could this aura be transmitted through the coffin?
Try it!

Lin Jiang made up his mind.

"Wait a moment, and let's try one method."

Lin Jiang aimed at Gong Xuan's coffin.

Since Gong Xuan's voice could be transmitted through this coffin, Lin Jiang's Qi might also be able to be transmitted through this coffin.

Lin Jiang is currently in an introspective state. If he wants to direct his Qi towards the coffin and push it in, he needs to make some adjustments.

He mobilized his Qi throughout his body, and after working for a while, he finally aligned his eyes with the coffin, using his internal vision to trace the location of the orifices.

He swallowed and spat forcefully!
A torrent of energy surged directly towards Gong Xuan's coffin.

"Hmm." Gong Xuan, who had not been expecting anything, suddenly felt as if a golden crow was breaking through the clouds in the deep darkness.

Suddenly, it felt as if spring flowers were blooming before me, and the sky warmed up.

……

Gong Xuan woke up with a start and quickly checked his body.

Nothing has changed; the injured areas still haven't healed.

Was I deceived by my junior sister again?
It's quite possible that my junior sister enjoys doing this kind of thing.

Just as Gong Xuan was pondering this, he suddenly felt a warmth emanating from the coffin he was leaning against.

Looking back suddenly, I saw that the coffin lid was open by three inches, and blue clouds flowed in, bringing a fragrant breeze.

Gong Xuan was somewhat stunned.

He reached out and pressed his hand against the wound on his kidney.

The wound that had severely damaged his health was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)