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Two questions arose in Xiao Yefeng's mind. First, what kind of job could offer such a high salary? Although three hundred yuan was merely a trivial sum for people like Zhou Zhiguo and others, for an ordinary family, earning three hundred yuan would feel like winning the lottery. Second, who exactly was Ergouzi? Since this person could receive commissions from employers, they must know some hidden truths.
"Sister Wang, I have a question. Who is Ergou? Can we find him?" After pondering for a moment, Xiao Yefeng spoke up. There was no way to ask Zhou Zhiguo, who was now unconscious, and Wang Cuifen was completely unaware. Ergou had become the only known key figure; if they could locate this person, it might lead to uncovering the bizarre Deadly Disease.
In truth, this illness was not a typical ailment. At its core, it resembled a curse combined with Cursing Techniques and even a hint of Feng Shui Techniques. Without identifying its source, it was impossible to investigate further. The most critical point was that the thirty-three individuals who had already died did not show any signs of their souls appearing after death, just like the Yuan Brothers before them; their spirits dissipated immediately upon death.
Moreover, Yin Si had been unable to investigate. Months ago, Yin Si had assigned this group of Geomancers to look into the matter but provided very little information—only a vague statement suggesting that there were boundaries involved and that the investigation required focus.
The Three Realms had been thrown into chaos due to the impending dissipation of Qi. Yin Si, who controlled the reincarnation of souls, could not personally come to the human realm due to the vanishing Earth Spirit Energy. It seemed that the realm responsible for this matter was also experiencing fluctuations; no one was managing these issues. Over the past six months, many events had felt strange and unresolved—true mysteries without answers! What was most concerning was this hidden realm lurking in the shadows.
The mysterious figure behind it all hinted at an eerie connection between these ordinary people's unusual deaths and the realm's presence. This made things even more perplexing. The realm should have been dealing with these abnormal deaths; however, all those who had died bore traces of its influence, which raised suspicions. Currently, only Yin Si remained active in his duties while ordinary people remained oblivious.
"Master, I seem to have forgotten who Ergou is, but that name sounds familiar! I just can't recall any memories!" Wang Cuifen furrowed her brow.
Just as expected! Like the families of the other thirty-three victims, she exhibited signs of temporary amnesia. If it weren't for the diary that this couple had kept over the years, this would have been another unsolvable case.
At that moment, Zhou Zhiguo suddenly began to cough violently while lying in bed. Hearing his coughs, Xiao Yefeng and Heishan instantly reacted and rushed toward the bed. However, Wang Cuifen did not respond as quickly as they did; by the time she realized what was happening, both men had already reached her husband's side.
"His complexion is yellowish with dark undertones; his lips have turned from red to purple; his breathing is heavy and foul!" After a quick assessment, Xiao Yefeng analyzed the situation. He leaned closer and indeed detected a putrid odor on Zhou Zhiguo's breath—like decayed wood soaked in filthy water.
"What should we do, Uncle Feng?" Although Heishan had grasped some Geomancer abilities during this time, he still did not understand such conditions well and chose to consult Xiao Yefeng. Little did he know that this esteemed senior in his eyes was merely a newcomer who had entered the Geomancer circle less than a year ago.
"Cough cough cough!" Just then, Zhou Zhiguo's eyes flew open as he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. The small room quickly filled with the stench of blood and decay from the splattered crimson liquid.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yefeng dared not think further. After dodging the spray of blood, he immediately channeled his internal spiritual energy and pressed down on several major acupoints of Zhou Zhiguo. Then, he swiftly drew out the Seven Star Needle and inserted it into seven vital points on Zhou Zhiguo's head and upper body. The Seven Silver Needles, led by the Silver Bell at the tail of the Pivot Pin, trembled continuously under the stimulation of spiritual energy, producing a ringing sound that echoed throughout the room.
Waves of Qi emanated from the Pivot Pin, resonating through the other six Silver Needles. Zhou Zhiguo's previously darkened complexion began to return to normal, his lips gradually regaining their initial pale hue. Moreover, Zhou Zhiguo's violently heaving chest began to stabilize. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng extended his right hand, fingers together, and clenched his fist inwardly. The Seven Silver Needles instantly detached and returned to Xiao Yefeng's hand.
Wiping away the sweat trickling down his cheek, Xiao Yefeng carefully examined Zhou Zhiguo's condition before speaking. "Finally managed to pull him back from Yin Si's grasp; he should be fine for now."
After saying this, Xiao Yefeng stood up and took out a handkerchief to wipe the Silver Needle. At this moment, Wang Cuifen, upon hearing Xiao Yefeng's words, initially felt joy, but her expression changed when she heard "for now." However, seeing her husband peacefully asleep, she opened her mouth to ask but was stopped by Heishan.
Heishan then signaled Wang Cuifen to take care of Zhou Zhiguo while he approached Xiao Yefeng and asked, "Uncle Feng! Is there still hope for him?"
Gazing at the slightly darkened Seven Star Needle in his hand, Xiao Yefeng nodded before shaking his head. "It's not good! Come here! Brother Li, you know a thing or two about this stuff. You’re also known as a talented disciple in the village. Take a look at what you can identify on this needle!"
Heishan was a child with a bit of a story in the village and was not well-liked because of it. At this moment, Heishan smiled innocently and replied, "Uncle Feng, I didn’t know that much! I just read a couple of books Liu Bo gave me back in the village."
Heishan took the main needle, the Pivot Pin, from Xiao Yefeng's hand. The Pivot Pin had its own abilities that Xiao Yefeng had not noticed before; he only realized this after acquiring False Spiritual Power. The tail of the Pivot Pin's Silver Bell would not make a sound in the hands of someone without spiritual energy. However, at the moment Heishan took hold of the Pivot Pin, Xiao Yefeng noticed that the tail’s Silver Bell had taken on a dark hue.
A faint sound of the Silver Bell rang out—only Xiao Yefeng could perceive it. Meanwhile, Heishan held the Pivot Pin and wiped it over the darkened area before pinching it and sniffing lightly at his nose. After pondering for a moment, Heishan handed the Pivot Pin back to Xiao Yefeng and said, "Uncle Feng, why does this smell different from when I sampled it?"
"Oh? How so?" Upon seeing Heishan's thoughtful expression, Xiao Yefeng immediately inquired.
"Uncle Feng," Heishan replied after some thought, "when Zhou Shu came here earlier, I investigated. Although there is darkness beneath the Silver Needle as well, it lacks that almond scent. This smell resembles what Liu Bo mentioned about Heartless Ginkgo!"
"Heartless Ginkgo? What is that?" Now Xiao Yefeng was somewhat surprised; if it weren't for the ancestral memories passed down through the Xiao Family, he wouldn't have known where this scent originated. However, he wondered if this Heartless Ginkgo mentioned by Heishan was related to what he remembered as Bitter Decision Tea.
At that moment, Heishan scratched his head and slapped his thigh, forgetting that ever since he learned the legacy left by Li Chengjie, he had already possessed the strength of a Pseudo Spirit. With that slap, he forgot to circulate his Qi, causing him to wince in pain. After rubbing his thigh, he said, "Uncle Feng, wait a moment, I'll find it for you!"
With that, Heishan brought over a short ladder and climbed up to the ceiling after lifting a section of it. Soon, a dust-covered Heishan carefully descended with a wooden box in his hands.
Not bothering to wash his face, Heishan washed his hands carefully before handing the wooden box to Xiao Yefeng. Then, Heishan cautiously opened the somewhat old wooden box. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng saw an ancient book with edges eaten away by insects. Under Heishan's smile, Xiao Yefeng reached out to hold the book and gently turned to the first page, where the words "Witch's Sect Records" appeared before him.
After flipping through a few pages, he indeed found the records of the Heartless Ginkgo. The book stated: "Heartless Ginkgo, originating from Kunlun Mountains, has been destroyed in the Determination Cave. It was originally our Witch Sect's secret medicine, capable of healing damaged souls and also used as poison to eliminate countless wandering spirits. Unfortunately, time is merciless; we are ashamed to have lost this treasure since the Seventeenth Year of the Qing Dynasty! Lu Xiao."
After reading it, Xiao Yefeng closed the ancient book. He thought that this book was likely a record from the successive leaders of the so-called Witch Sect, and Lu Xiao must have been one of those who witnessed the demise of the Heartless Ginkgo.
According to the description, it indeed differed somewhat from what Xiao Yefeng remembered about Bitter Decision Tea. However, he understood that it was likely that this plant called Heartless Ginkgo had been improved and renamed after its extinction. The efficacy of Bitter Decision Tea in his memory was significantly inferior to that of Heartless Ginkgo; yet in certain aspects, they were identical.
"Uncle Feng, how could something that has been recorded as extinct reappear at this time? Moreover, this Seventeenth Year of the Qing Dynasty should be during the Feudal Dynasty era! How could it still exist after such a long time?" After receiving the ancient book back from Xiao Yefeng, Heishan carefully placed it back into the wooden box and spoke.
"This isn't an issue; the extinction of a plant doesn't mean it has truly disappeared. Its subspecies can appear in several or even dozens of variations! In my memory, there is a plant called Bitter Decision Tea; it's likely that it was poisoned by toxins extracted from this Bitter Decision Tea. But Bitter Decision Tea has also been extinct for over a hundred years—what exactly is going on? Who is this employer?" At this moment, Xiao Yefeng felt troubled and distressed; knowing a little but not everything made him even more anxious.
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