Chapter 22 He caught him red-handed and still wanted to kiss him, so he hid and kissed him alone...

"Impossible! He was just talking to me a moment ago. I specifically had someone keep an eye on him here. How could he suddenly die?" Dianxing grabbed a disciple beside him. "What happened?"

He couldn't accept that two living people had now become two corpses. "Young Master Jiang, what exactly happened? Please save them! How could they have died in just half an incense stick's time?"

Even Lian Quesheng felt something was wrong. He squatted down, lifted the eyelids of the two people to examine them carefully, and felt something was amiss. After looking for a while, he slowly said, "They have been dead for two hours. Their bodies are cold and have dark red bruises, and their eyes are cloudy like a pool of stirred-up soup. These changes are not obvious and are covered by magic, which is why you think they are still alive."

"But... but how did they talk to me? How could I not tell the difference between the dead and the living? She was just sitting here smiling at me. Aunt Zhou even said... and that Xianying didn't have any moles. Yes, she also told me that Xianying was found in the back mountain. How could she be a dead person?"

"Dianxing, don't rush," Jiang Yu patted his shoulder. "You said Aunt Zhou brought Xianying to see me, but Xianying's condition has been going on for three or four days. Why did you only think of looking for Shen Wuke's people now? Where did they go before they came?"

"She said she had consulted several doctors but to no avail. Remembering that Sect Leader Shen and others had treated the people in town before, she thought of asking for your help. Before coming here, Miss Xianying was running around in the street and bumped into someone, almost bleeding on the spot. In the end, it was a young gentleman who saved her, so she was not hurt."

"Young master?"

Dianxing also found it strange at the time, but could only tell the truth one by one. "Aunt Zhou said that someone flew down from the second floor and caught Xianying who was about to fall. She also said that the person did not seem to be from here, but might be from a powerful immortal family in Shenwuke. However, she did not think much of it. Xianying's condition was deteriorating, so she thought of coming to see the sect leader to see if she had been frightened by some ghost or monster."

"Where did this happen? I'll go check it out."

“It’s near the Azure Cloud Ladder, there’s a cloth shop there, Young Master Jiang, you used to go there often.” Dian Xing straightened her clothes and was about to follow when Jiang Yu pressed her down. “If you stay here, those disciples might wake up again. Also, keep Zhou Da Niang and the other two bodies safe until the truth is found before burying them. Strange things have been happening lately, so warn the disciples not to go out without orders.”

"yes."

"Xichuang, you should stay too. There's a lot to do. You and Zishan can help Xing a bit. Jiang Yu and I are enough for that." Lian Quesheng looked at the distant sky, a gloomy feeling rising in his heart. This place was really strange. He had only been here for a day, and it had already made him feel bad.

The Azure Cloud Ladder is hidden deep in the mountains. It is made up of dark blue-green stones. No one has ever counted how many steps there are. All that is known is that it seems to descend from the horizon and go straight to the ground.

As Jiang Yu walked through, he could hear the wind chimes ringing under the eaves of the houses on both sides. When he reached the familiar street, there was only one cloth shop. He walked in naturally, but did not see the owner.

"Young Master Jiang, it's been a long time! You've come all this way?"

"Where is your boss?" Jiang Yu used to order clothes here often, and almost everyone in this area knew him and Shen Jiuxu.

"The boss is inside. He was frightened earlier, so he asked me to keep watch outside while he went in to rest. You can go straight in to see him; we're all acquaintances, and the boss will definitely be very happy to see you."

Colorful fabrics hung neatly in the room. Jiang Yu nodded, and when he opened the door, Zheng Min saw him and jumped up from the stool. "Young Master Jiang, I... I saw a ghost in broad daylight."

Lian Quesheng: ...

What exactly is going on in Shenwuke? It's always full of ghosts and dead people. He stared at Jiang Yu suspiciously for a while. No wonder his personality has changed so much. He must have been tortured here.

“Young Master Jiang, you must believe me! I just saw Sect Leader Shen on the street.” Zheng Min, a man in his thirties or forties, cried uncontrollably, his snot and tears streaming down his face. “It’s true, he was the one who caught Aunt Zhou’s daughter, Xianying. I’m absolutely not mistaken.”

Jiang Yu and Lian Quesheng exchanged a glance, understanding the truth but unsure how to express it. Zheng Min, who frequently dealt with Shen Jiuxu, was certain he wouldn't make a mistake.

"But I thought Sect Master Shen had already passed away, right? Could what I saw be a ghost? But shouldn't such a good person like him have ascended to heaven? How could a ghost remain in the mortal world?"

While crying, Zheng Min took out three incense sticks from the box next to the table, pointed to the painting hanging on the wall, and bowed three times, saying devoutly, "Young Master Jiang, you see, I specially painted a portrait of Sect Leader Shen and hung it here, hoping that he can bless my shop to make a fortune every day and have a prosperous business."

“He’s dead, not ascended to godhood, so how could he protect this?”

Jiang Yu sighed helplessly, but his interest was piqued by what he said, and he glanced at the painting. It should be a picture of Shen Jiuxu from a few years ago, wearing a hibiscus-colored dress. He immediately remembered it.

During that period, Shen Jiuxu heard an idea from somewhere and squatted at his door every day without fail, bringing him a flower bud that was about to bloom.

Jiang Yu didn't recognize the flower, but its color was extremely beautiful. The outer ring was a mix of light and dark pink, while the middle was a mix of yellow and white. He always liked to pin the flower in his hair.

As time went by, Jiang Yu suddenly had the idea to make a set of clothes like this for Shen Jiuxu, so he came to Zheng Min's place. Unexpectedly, the person who impressed him the most was Shen Jiuxu dressed in this outfit.

"Where did you see him? Or perhaps you were mistaken?"

Zheng Min shook his head, insisting on dragging them to see it. Once they were outside, he pointed to the spot where the pieces of cloth had fallen. "It's right here. He's the one who picked these things up for me. I was so scared at the time that I ran away. Now that I think about it, he should be around here."

As soon as Jiang Yu appeared, whispers arose among the surrounding crowd. His face was already well-known in Shen Wuke without any sect leader's decree.

"Young Master Jiang, what brings you here?" "Young Master Jiang, the things that Sect Leader Shen bought last time are still here with me. When do you have time, I'll bring them to you." "Young Master Jiang, take care of yourself. Although Sect Leader Shen is no longer here, we are still here. Shen Wuke needs you."

Lian Quesheng was a little jealous. Why was Jiang Yu so popular? He was also a chosen one, but every time he returned to Xingchenque, he only encountered a group of shopkeepers asking him for money to settle his accounts. This was not fair.

"Young Master Jiang, look, there he is."

Zheng Min looked left and right, determined to find the person who was pretending to be a ghost, Shen Jiuxu. "He just came out of Chunfeng Pavilion."

Spring Breeze Pavilion?

Jiang Yu murmured those words to himself. Of course he knew what kind of place this was. He could smell the strong, pungent fragrance even before he turned around. How could someone have time to go to a place like that?

"Miss Yu, thank you for your guidance."

“Young Master Shen, there’s no need to be so polite. After all, I’ve received the money, so I should teach you some real skills.” Yu Xingchi smiled and saw him out. As soon as he looked up, he noticed the man staring at Young Master Shen. He was handsome, but he seemed to be in a bad mood, cold and murderous.

Lian Quesheng, hiding behind the door to watch the commotion, pulled Zheng Min over and whispered, "Shh, boss, do you know how many hours he's been here?"

"That will take at least two hours!"

"Young Master Shen, you have such refined tastes! It's my fault for not being a proper host. I was busy when I first arrived in Shenwuke and didn't have time to show you around and have fun. I'm sorry for neglecting you. Fortunately, you found Chunfeng Pavilion to enjoy yourself, otherwise I would have felt really guilty."

Jiang Yu spoke with a sarcastic tone, and Shen Jiuxu turned around in disbelief, only to be met with the face that he had longed for for so long, and which he wished he could just take away and hide after learning that Jiang Yu had a Daoist partner.

He wanted to kiss him again, but he hid away and kissed him alone.

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