Wanbao Lady

The dark green liquid flowed out of the bottle and dripped onto the rusty sword.

With a sizzling sound, the sword body was corroded.

As more and more liquid was poured, the sound of corrosion was heard continuously.

"what--"

In a trance, Du Zhongjing seemed to hear a shrill scream.

He was so frightened that his hand shook, and the bottle suddenly tilted, and the liquid poured next to the sword.

Just when he was feeling uneasy because of the scream just now, the woman in purple suddenly burst into laughter.

Du Zhongjing glanced at her secretly and saw that she was laughing so happily that her attention was not on him for the time being.

For some reason, he somehow secretly poured the remaining half of the liquid in the bottle next to the sword.

Even so, due to the corrosion from the previous half of the liquid, the already rusty ancient sword suddenly became full of pits and was still emitting unpleasant smells.

The woman instructed the man beside her, "Try to take two steps forward."

The masked man did as he was told.

He took a few cautious steps forward.

Nothing happened.

Both the master and the servant were delighted.

The masked man took a few more steps forward, and still nothing happened.

It worked!

The woman in purple also walked forward slowly, and just as she had expected, nothing happened.

She walked excitedly to the box, looked down, saw the miserable sword body, and a smile of a winner appeared on her face.

It was as if the sword was her enemy, and now that the enemy was dead, she felt extremely relieved.

The woman grasped the hilt of the broken sword, picked it up, and admired it with interest.

He sighed, "Oh my, how pitiful~"

Then her face changed, she held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the sword body with the other, and broke it hard.

"Don't......"

Before Du Zhongjing could stop it, the broken sword was broken into two halves.

The woman threw it on the ground casually like trash.

"Why, Doctor Du, you're starting to feel bad for a sword?"

Du Zhongjing's eyes flickered.

At first he thought it was just a dead object.

But after he heard the scream, he no longer felt that way.

Everything has a soul, maybe... he really hurt a living being...

Du Zhongjing closed his eyes in pain.

"Humph!"

The woman snorted coldly and clapped her hands. Her two white and tender hands were immediately as clean as before.

She looked at the masked man behind her, her red lips curled slightly, and said, "Bring the things here."

The masked man took out a small box from his arms and presented it with both hands.

"As for me, I am a man of my word. This is what you want."

Du Zhongjing opened his eyes and hurriedly took it.

When he opened the box, he saw a pill inside.

He sniffed it carefully, and despite his years of experience as a doctor, even he couldn't tell what medicinal ingredients were in it.

The woman glanced at him disdainfully.

"Don't look at it. You are just an ordinary... ordinary person. You can't see through this pill."

Du Zhongjing closed the box and asked, "Can this really cure my son?"

The purple-clothed woman put one hand on her waist and said with a smile: "Don't talk about your living dead son. Even if he is really dead, as long as he has been dead for no more than a quarter of an hour, he can be rescued!"

Du Zhongjing was very happy.

His son is already in this state, so he can only try his best to save the situation.

Just as he was about to carry the box into the inner room, he was stopped by the woman.

"Wait!"

Although he was very impatient, Du Zhongjing still stopped.

"What else can you do, girl?"

The woman changed her previous nonchalant attitude and said solemnly: "I want you to swear not to tell anyone about this! Not even the city god or the land god, you cannot pray in front of them! Otherwise, if something happens to your son, don't blame us."

Although he felt strange about the woman's request, he still did it for the sake of his son.

Du Zhongjing carried the box into the inner room, and soon his surprised voice came from inside: "Xiao Cheng! Xiao Cheng, you're awake!"

Du Zhongjing almost cried with joy.

He checked his son's pulse and it returned to normal!

Although his son still acted stiff and awkward because he hadn't moved for a long time, it didn't matter.

Just wake up.

After holding his son and crying for a while, Du Zhongjing went to the yard to take a look, wanting to thank the woman for the pills.

But the courtyard was empty, and it was obvious that the master and servant had left long ago.

The next day, Du Zhongjing buried the two broken sword pieces under a tree in the backyard.

From then on, although he was happy that his son had awakened, he stayed by his side every day to take care of him personally.

But when he dreamed about it late at night, he would feel uneasy.

He could always remember the scream that night.

Sometimes when he was free, he would unconsciously run to the backyard and stare at the tree in a daze.

As the saying goes, what you think about every day is what you dream about every night.

Gradually, he began to have nightmares.

In the dream, a person whose face could not be seen came to him, grabbed his neck and asked him why he wanted to kill himself.

Sometimes, that man would behead him with a sword in his dreams.

Then he let out the same scream as that night.

Du Zhongjing was often awakened by nightmares.

He was distracted and his anxiety grew day by day.

He wanted to find someone to talk to and tell them what had happened to him.

But he was concerned about his oath.

One day, he overheard a conversation between several patients.

It is said that a fairy appeared on the Yudu Mountain, her name was Wanbao Niangniang.

She is kind and benevolent, has great magical powers, and has done many good things for the villagers.

People there live a very good life now, it's like a paradise.

A light bulb suddenly lit up in Du Zhongjing's mind.

The woman said that she must not tell anyone about this, but Goddess Wanbao is not a human, she is a deity!

They also said that I can’t tell the City God and the Land God, but that lady is not the City God or the Land God!

He was excited for a moment, as if he had finally found someone to confide in to the suppressed feelings in his heart.

Afterwards, he inquired more carefully and learned more about Empress Wanbao's deeds.

I became more determined.

Hence the scene where he prays on his own.

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After Chongfan heard about Du Zhongjing's story, he thought to himself, OK, you old man are really a smart guy.

You played the word game clearly!

As to why his prayers could be heard, it might have something to do with the golden light of merit that covered his body.

This is equivalent to a "privilege" that allows his prayers to "reach heaven directly"!

No wonder the woman made him swear not to tell the City God and the Land God about this.

This one will be accurate!

At the same time, Chongfan also had some guesses about the woman's identity.

That woman is definitely a monster!

But, don’t monsters have to go through the transformation stage before they can take human form?

You know, the transformation period of monsters is equivalent to the celestial period of humans!

A real boss!

If she were such a person, she would definitely not do things in such a sneaky way.

So...she used a sleight of hand?

And I always feel that the evil spirit is a little strange.

It seems... a little too light... and there's even a hint of human presence in it...

She practiced the "Tianluo Wanxiang Jue" herself and also used the Qi-viewing technique to see the evil spirit.

If it were other cultivators, they probably wouldn’t be able to feel it at all.

Chongfan suddenly had a guess in his mind.

Could it be that the woman is the legendary half-demon?