Chapter 10 That sickly guy is actually a master of metaphysics 10

The vine seemed to have come to life. It looked down at the withered body on the ground, shook angrily, and suddenly two new vines sprouted.

He kept slapping the faces of the brother and sister.

Everyone was stunned.

Wang Shan asked in confusion, "Senior Brother, what is this?"

Wang Gui remained silent: "Your senior brother Ji is too playful."

Wang Xing and Wang Yue looked at the vine with excitement.

"Enough!" Ji Qingshan roared.

The vines stopped slapping at people, and Ji Huaiming was so angry that he cut off the two vines. He had never suffered such humiliation before.

Ji Qingshan was helped up by Bai Yun, the pine needles on his body were shaken off by him: "Master Hongdao! Daoist Mingyue!"

"I'll remember what happened today."

Master Uncle snorted coldly.

This time, Ji Yao did not hide his emotions and stared at the Taoist priest with hatred in his eyes.

Master Wan'an frowned: "This is the second time you've looked at me like that. You want to kill me, but I have no grudge against you, yet you hate me to the bone."

Ji Yao stared at him intently, his face grim: "I will definitely kill you."

Suddenly, the vines extended out again, flowing in front of Ji Yao's eyes and directly piercing them.

"ah!"

Ji Yao couldn't take it anymore.

"Damn it! Go to hell!"

A fireball was thrown directly at the pine tree.

The pine tree shook, and immediately many vines extended out, densely packed, giving everyone goosebumps.

Ji Qingshan was also shocked.

Ji Yao was entangled by vines, which crawled into his mouth while he was cursing, and his neck and below were tightly wrapped by the vines.

The vines tightened their grip even more.

Ji Yao's face turned ashen and his eyes rolled back. Just as he was about to be strangled to death, Ji Qingshan noticed.

Startled, a talisman was thrown, and all the vines were severed.

Master Wan'an coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "Wangshan, go find your Senior Brother Ji and tell him to stop playing around."

Wang Shan nodded in confusion: "I understand, Master."

Ji Yao collapsed to the ground, vomited all over the ground, and then gasped for breath.

He looked around, feeling dizzy and disoriented, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Ji Qingshan looked up at Daoist Wan'an: "Master Hongdao, see you at the Metaphysics Conference."

When the time comes, he will make sure his men never return.

The Ji family came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

No one noticed that a small section of vine had crawled into Ji Yao's clothes.

"Really..." The senior apprentice was both angry and speechless.

"Master, the Ji family means they will tamper with the metaphysics conference."

The Taoist priest sighed, "Things have changed after all."

~

Ji Yao developed a fever after returning to the Ji family home.

Ji Qingshan asked someone to take care of him, and then went into his study without paying any attention to them.

"Mom." Ji Huaiming and his sister both had swollen faces and didn't look much better.

"My God, what are you doing..." Baiyun didn't dare touch their faces: "Have the servants get you some ice packs to cool you down and make you feel better."

"Mom, I hate everyone in Wan'an Mountain," Ji Huaiyuan said irritably.

Bai Yun: "They're really annoying. With all this commotion today, your eldest brother didn't even come out to try and stop them. Really..."

Ji Huaiming frowned: "Mom, how is Uncle?"

Bai Yun's expression wasn't good when she mentioned him. She still remembered what Ji Yao said to Ji Huaizhi at the Taoist temple: "Don't worry about it, your father will take care of it."

Ji Yao lay weakly on the bed, opened his eyes groggily, and saw a small vine in front of him.

It drew a talisman in mid-air, emitting a faint golden light that hit Ji Yao's head.

Then it jumped onto Ji Yao's head and slowly disappeared from his forehead.

“Ah Yuan…”

"Brother Ji Yao, didn't you say you would protect me?" The woman stood in front, her pale and innocent face looking pitiful.

She was dressed in white, her skirt billowing in the wind, making her look delicate and pure.

She was in an old house.

This is where they first met. Ah Yuan is an innocent and ignorant female ghost who has been in this place for who knows how many years.

When Ji Yao first saw her, he actually wanted to take her in.

But when he met her watery gaze, he ultimately didn't make a move.

Afterwards, this old house became the place where the two secretly developed feelings for each other.

"I'm sorry, A-Yuan, I went back, but I couldn't find you!" Ji Yao wanted to go up and touch her, but he was a little lost when he looked at her familiar face.

"I haven't dreamed about you in so long."

A-Yuan reached out, her fingertips holding a glowing peach blossom, which she slowly moved in front of Ji Yao.

Ji Yao held it in his palm; the scar on his hand was from putting out the fire when the old house caught fire.

Looking at the flower in her palm, she couldn't help but shed tears: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

A-Yuan is a female ghost suppressed under an old house. She says she has been buried under a peach tree for a long time, but she doesn't remember why.

"Brother Ji Yao, I don't blame you."

"Ah Yuan just wanted to come back and tell you not to hate the wrong person." The girl's hair fluttered, and there was a peach blossom-shaped mark on her forehead.

Ji Yao was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Brother Ji Yao, A Yuan is in so much pain. Why won't your family leave A Yuan alone?"

"Ah Yuan, it hurts so much!"

The woman was crying so hard that Ji Yao's heart ached.

"Ah Yuan, tell me who did it back then? Wasn't it those stinky Taoist priests from Wan'an Mountain?" Ji Yao reached out to touch her.

But to his surprise, his hand passed right through her body.

The woman wept bitterly, her body slowly dissipating: "Brother Ji Yao, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have ruined your plans. It hurts so much!"

“I begged your family, but they wouldn’t let me go.”

"Brother Ji Yao..."

"Ah Yuan! Ah Yuan!" Ji Yao realized she had disappeared.

Helpless like a child: "Ah Yuan! Where are you?"

"Ah Yuan, Ah Yuan!" Ji Yao woke up crying.

Tears streamed down my face. I opened my eyes and saw moonlight streaming through the window, causing the curtains to flutter in the wind.

Ji Yao raised his scarred hand, opened it, and found a peach blossom inside.

“Ah Yuan”.

at night.

Ji Huaizhi opened his eyes.

He entered Ji Yao's dream.

He didn't know who killed A Yuan, and his master had no recollection of it either.

Since that's the case, let's just make the Ji family even more chaotic.

"Senior Brother Ji." When the junior brother ran over, he found that the senior brother's courtyard was like spring all year round, and lotus flowers were blooming in the pond.

It's not lotus season now.

"What's wrong?" Ji Huaizhi's hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and his dark blue Taoist robe made his face look as pale as snow.

"Master said you're going down the mountain?"

"I heard there's been an uprising in Liancheng, and I'd like to go see it." He wanted to see what made this world of metaphysics so different.

"I'll go too."

The junior brother blinked: "I can take care of you on the way."

The child is playful and has rarely been down the mountain.

"Wait at the entrance of the Taoist temple tomorrow morning."

~

Ji Huaizhi and Wang Gui, carrying only meager luggage, listened to the teachings of their master and senior brother.

The junior disciple, Wangshan, stood at the back, listening attentively to his masters' instructions.

“Huaizhi has never been down the mountain, Wangshan is too young, so you, Wanggui, should keep an eye on your junior brothers.”

Wang Gui nodded: "I know, Master. See you at the Metaphysics Conference."

The Taoist priest then looked at Ji Huaizhi, his eyes filled with an unreadable emotion:

“You were destined to make this trip. I can’t even understand the divination I’ve done for you now; it’s like being shrouded in a fog.”