"Grandpa, open your eyes and look! Your grandson is back. I brought you some herbs. We'll brew the medicine right away, and you'll feel better after taking it... Waaah... Grandpa, please wait a little longer. You said you wanted to watch your grandson grow up, get married, and have children... Waaah... Grandpa..."

Inside the low thatched hut, a dark-skinned boy of seven or eight years old was frantically adding firewood to the hearth while occasionally glancing back at the old man lying on the bed.

This was a grandfather and grandson who depended on each other for survival. When Xiang Wan arrived, she saw Bai Wuchang standing at the door.

"stop!"

With a sharp shout from Bai Wuchang, Xiang Wan flicked her sleeves and, without even glancing at him, ducked and went into the house.

"How many times has this happened? Jiang Xiangwan, the King of the Underworld has his limits!"

Xiang Wan turned her head, gave him a cold look, and without saying a word took out the silver needles from her body, pulled out a few, and stuck them into the acupoints on the old man's head.

The old man was frail and barely clinging to life, because he couldn't stop worrying about his grandson who was still a minor.

After a few needle pricks, the old man exhaled and slowly opened his eyes.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, you're awake? Waaaaah... Grandpa, you scared your grandson to death, waaaaah..."

The young man buried his face in the old man's chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

The simple thatched hut was drafty from all sides.

It's still autumn now, and the weather isn't cold. In a while, they'll probably both catch a cold.

"Kid, your medicine is about to burn."

"oh……"

The dark-skinned boy lifted his head from the old man's chest, his face streaked with tears that washed away the charcoal ash, creating a comical scene that almost made Xiang Wan burst out laughing.

Turning her head, Xiang Wan saw that Bai Wuchang had disappeared and breathed a sigh of relief.

If a fight were to break out between them at this moment, it would probably terrify the grandfather and grandson.

"Cough, cough, my benefactor!"

The old man struggled to get up, but Xiang Wan stopped him by pressing down on his shoulder.

“Old sir, you are too kind to address me like that. It is fate that I was able to treat you while passing through this place. However, judging from your expression, you do not seem to be ill. I am a ghost appraiser and know a little about ghosts. If you are not too kind, could you please tell me?”

As soon as Xiang Wan entered, she noticed that the old man's face was pale, his forehead was dark, and he had insufficient yang energy and excessive yin energy. If she hadn't used the silver needles to perform the Soul-Stabilizing Spell and absorbed that cold yin energy into his body, the old man's soul would probably have left his body if she had been a step later.

She didn't give Bai Wuchang a friendly look because she couldn't stand his indifference to cause and effect, his sole focus on the outcome. This old man's yang spirit was weak, but his yin soul still lingered; Bai Wuchang was probably after the fact that he could absorb yin souls. Since his lifespan hadn't ended, her intervention wouldn't be considered defying the underworld or opposing the netherworld. Even if the King of Hell himself came, she would have a valid reason, and who could utter a single word of objection?

The old man sighed, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly coughed violently.

Xiang Wan glanced around and found not even a bowl of water. So he took a bowl from a broken table nearby, took off his water bag, filled the bowl with water, and fed it to the old man.

The old man gradually regained his strength and sat up. He then instructed the young man, "Erdan, go find Aunt Shuisheng and borrow some rice. Also, fill the water vat outside. When you get to her house, remember to wash your face first."

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll go right away."

The young man moved the medicine from the stove to the side, poured in a pot of water, deftly pulled out a cloth bag, grinned at Xiang Wan, and turned to leave.

With a face like a cat's, and two missing front teeth when he smiled, his bright eyes and cleverness made Xiang Wan take a second look.

"My benefactor, to tell you the truth, I should have died long ago... Erdan is still young, his parents passed away early... Alas!"

"Old man, there's still a long life ahead of you." Xiang Wan withdrew her gaze, scanned the room, but couldn't find a place to sit. So she lifted her robe and sat down on the ground.

The old man felt deeply ashamed, but seeing that Xiang Wan didn't seem to mind at all, he couldn't help but look at her with admiration and nodded, saying, "Thank you so much for saving me. I've ended up like this, alas, it's all my own fault!"

“A month ago, a torrential rainstorm struck. Landslides and mudslides blocked the only road leading out of the village. With food supplies running out, I entrusted Erdan to the villagers and tried to climb the mountain to sell some wild vegetables in exchange for food. As I passed through a ravine, I discovered a tomb exposed by the rain.”

"I've often heard people say that ancient coffins always contain valuable things. Alas, I was momentarily blinded by greed, and I don't know why, but I wanted to open the coffin, take something out to sell for money, so Erdan wouldn't have to suffer hunger with me in the future. Who knew… who knew that when I opened the coffin, there was a corpse that hadn't yet decomposed. I was terrified and took a few steps back, and then I saw a wisp of black smoke emerge… Later, I don't know how I got back. I lay in bed and kept having nightmares, living in a daze every day. Occasionally I could hear Erdan crying, but I just couldn't wake up. Alas, it's all my greed's fault. If it weren't for the master's rescue, I'm probably already…"

“Old man, since it has already happened, there’s no need to blame yourself. From now on, living a peaceful life is the most important thing.” Xiang Wan said, taking out a handful of copper coins and a talisman from her bundle and handing it over. “Use this money to buy some rice and grain to make ends meet. Stick the talisman on the porch to ward off evil and misfortune.”

The old man exclaimed excitedly, "My benefactor, this is absolutely unacceptable! You've already treated me, and I haven't even paid for the consultation yet. How can you accept my money? Absolutely not!"

"Old man, Erdan is still young and needs to eat some good food to nourish his body. Consider this... consider this payment for asking for directions. Just tell me the location of the tomb, and I will go and investigate."

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