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Once, Li Chengjie had traveled to this boy's mountain village and eliminated an Evil Spirit that had plagued the area for many years. The boy was the host of this Evil Spirit. Li Chengjie left his contact information, telling the boy that if he ever wanted to leave the village, he should come find him.
However, disaster struck the village. After a heavy rain, a flash flood swept through, destroying the boy's ancestral home and claiming the life of his only relative, his sick mother. Left with no family, the boy sought out Li Chengjie but accidentally found Li Chengjun instead.
Seeing the familiar handwriting, Li Chengjun asked Xiao Yefeng to take in the boy and pass on his brother's legacy to him. Xiao Yefeng smiled and agreed, as Li Chengjun was willing to take the boy as his adopted son. This also served as a way to honor Li Chengjie. Thus, the Paper Offering Shop reopened, and the boy proved to be clever; after about a month of trial and error, the unique talismans of the Li Family were once again produced.
With this, Xiao Yefeng regained a supply of talismans, and under the care of Li Chengjun and Xiao Yefeng, the Paper Offering Shop gradually returned to its former business. However, in recent days, Xiao Yefeng felt a stirring in his heart once more. He tossed and turned at night, unable to focus on his cultivation. Standing on the rooftop, he hoped to clear his mind with the fresh breeze.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng's phone rang. Upon answering, he heard a familiar voice on the other end saying, "Uncle Feng! Sorry to bother you, but I need your help!"
"Oh? Is it you, Shan? What happened?" The youthful voice belonged to Li Chengjie's disciple. The boy's surname was Hei; his full name was Heishan—given by Li Chengjun since he arrived with nothing: no household registration or identification. His deceased father had the surname Hei, and everyone in the village called him Dog Egg, which wasn't an official name. So when it came time for registration, Li Chengjun named him Heishan.
At just sixteen years old and having never attended school—though there was a private school in the village—Heishan could read a bit. Living in the mountains had given him a strong physique and dark skin; thus, he truly lived up to his name.
As for why sixteen-year-old Heishan called twenty-year-old Xiao Yefeng "Uncle," it was simply due to familial ties: Li Chengjie referred to Xiao Yefeng as "Bro," making Heishan's status equivalent to that of Li Chengjun's. Despite being only four years apart in age, they were considered different generations.
"Uncle Feng, I have a client from my adoptive father's past who has come here, but I can't handle this situation!" Heishan's honest yet somewhat childish voice came through.
"Oh? What is it?" Xiao Yefeng didn't think much of it at first; after all, Li Chengjie had offended quite a few rivals before reopening their shop. It was normal for challenges to arise; over these past few months, Xiao Yefeng had already helped resolve similar situations four or five times.
On the other end of the line came sounds of groaning and weeping from a woman. It seemed Heishan had found a quiet spot because his voice continued: "Uncle Feng, last night a couple came here—a man aged forty-three and a woman aged forty. The problem lies with the man; his limbs are turning black, and there's something sinister gathering at his brow. Black tendrils are spreading from his fingers and toes towards his forehead, and he occasionally experiences Yin Qi entering his body."
Hearing these symptoms made Xiao Yefeng frown. "Is there also short-term twitching and visible external injuries?"
"There are no external injuries, but there are indeed twitching episodes. Uncle Feng, do you know what this could be? Could it be related to those previous incidents?" Heishan asked.
"What have you done so far? Are you feeling powerless?" Xiao Yefeng asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, Uncle Feng! I've been using the cleansing spell left by my adoptive father to eliminate any malevolent energy on him at all times. I've also protected his heart with my adoptive father's Golden Body spell so that it won't be tainted by evil energy. Do you know what this means?" Heishan asked with concern.
Damn it! Could there really be another problem? At this moment, Xiao Yefeng replied firmly: "Alright, I'll head over right away; we'll discuss it when we meet!" After hanging up, he looked at the rising sun and gritted his teeth. "Damn it! Could those guys have shown up again?"
With that thought in mind, Xiao Yefeng returned to his room to grab his backpack. After saying goodbye to the Two Goddesses, he drove his Land Behemoth toward Li Chengjie's Paper Offering Shop! The recent calmness had indeed been somewhat deceptive due to its incompleteness.
Recently, a strange situation has emerged in Huaxia, where individuals exhibiting symptoms similar to those of Heishan appear sporadically. They are completely unaware of their condition, and this ailment is life-threatening! According to Heishan's account, the situation of this particular individual is relatively mild; however, if left untreated, it would undoubtedly be beyond even divine intervention.
Reports from Beijing North indicate that, along with the case of Heishan, there have been thirty-four such occurrences. The other thirty-three cases come from various regions across Huaxia. The Metaphysics Society has already arranged for all personnel to pay close attention to these patients, and every hospital has government officials assigned to oversee them. As soon as a case arises, the family members are managed by state representatives.
Unfortunately, all thirty-three previous cases have ended in death without exception. Xiao Yefeng never expected that the thirty-fourth case would appear right before him. He hurriedly drove towards the Paper Offering Shop, which was fortunately not far from the Golden House Courtyard. With a screeching halt, he parked at the alley's entrance, grabbed his backpack, and headed towards the shop.
As he pushed open the door of the Paper Offering Shop, a heavy stench of decay assaulted him. Before Xiao Yefeng could speak, the robust figure of Heishan pulled aside the curtain of the inner room and stepped out.
"Uncle Feng!"
"Shan, how is the patient's condition?"
After a brief exchange, Xiao Yefeng was led into the inner room by Heishan. The shop was already small, and the inner room was no larger. On a single bed lay a man with a waxy complexion and darkened fingers. Beside him stood a middle-aged woman with a worried expression and tear-filled eyes, constantly testing the man's lips with a damp cloth.
Approaching the bedside, Xiao Yefeng reached out to touch the man's cheek and then turned over his wrist. Indeed, five black tendrils converged in his palm, spreading along the inner side of his arm towards his forehead like ancient tree roots—withered and dry. These black tendrils grew throughout the man's limbs and bore a vertical pupil mark on his shoulder along with a ring of needle holes.
After covering the man with a blanket, Xiao Yefeng returned to Heishan's side at the door. In response to Heishan's anxious gaze, he said, "This is bad! It truly resembles the symptoms described by President."
"Uncle Feng, you must think of something! Zhou Shu still has three children to take care of!" At this point, the woman who had previously ignored Xiao Yefeng suddenly lunged at him as if possessed.
Given Xiao Yefeng's strength, how could he be caught by an ordinary woman? He stepped back and raised his hand to grasp her wrists. At that moment, he realized she meant no harm; she was merely overwhelmed by emotion.
"Sister, what are you doing?" With that, Xiao Yefeng attempted to help her up from where she had fallen to her knees.
However, as he held her hands, her kneeling body was lifted off the ground. With both Xiao Yefeng and Heishan supporting her, she finally sat down beside the bed. Xiao Yefeng pulled over a stool and sat on one side while Heishan stood respectfully behind him as if he were Li Chengjie.
Seeing Heishan's actions only reinforced the woman's belief in Xiao Yefeng's abilities. After all, when she first saw Heishan use his Golden Body spell to protect her husband’s body with a wave of his hand and a Yellow Talisman Paper radiating divine light, she had immediately regarded this boy as someone extraordinary. Now that this "immortal" boy’s master had arrived before her, how could she not show respect?
Reflecting on her earlier disregard for this gentleman made her feel uneasy. However, given her husband's condition—one that doctors had deemed hopeless—she could only turn to an immortal whom her husband had encountered years ago. Yet that immortal had already passed away; throughout that night, she felt utterly lost.
"Sir," the middle-aged woman began to speak but was interrupted as Xiao Yefeng waved his hand dismissively. "There's no need for anything else; what caused his condition? Do you know?"
Xiao Yefeng didn't hold out much hope. After all, the families of the thirty-three others in similar situations had been completely unaware. However, he still asked a question, not expecting a miracle to actually occur.
"I know!" said the middle-aged woman.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng casually replied, "Oh! You know! What? You know?"
Only after responding did Xiao Yefeng realize his reaction startled the already flustered middle-aged woman. She cautiously asked, "Do you still need it?"
He patted his head and said, "Sorry, I got a bit too excited. You are...?"
"Oh, Master, my name is Wang Cuifen. This is my husband, Zhou Zhiguo. We are from Huanggou. My husband was hired away by a group of people for a wage of one hundred fifty yuan three days ago. I wasn't home at the time," the middle-aged woman explained.
"Oh! Sister Wang, since Brother Zhou left when you weren't home, how do you know about this? I assume no one knew he was hired away!" Xiao Yefeng inquired.
Wang Cuifen was taken aback and then looked at Xiao Yefeng in surprise. "Master, you're truly impressive. That's right; no one in the village knew when or why my husband left. However, we have always kept notes and left messages for each other about our whereabouts or ways to earn money. This is that notebook."
Wang Cuifen pulled out a thick diary from her bag. Indeed, the latest entry read: "Cuifen! Old Li Family's Ergou introduced a group of construction workers from the city; they offered three hundred yuan. I went; this job can be finished in two days."
With that entry concluded, Xiao Yefeng discovered two issues.
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