Chapter 60 In these chaotic times, he already has a Daoist partner; he cannot stray. ...

The crowd was in an uproar, and the surroundings became noisy with all sorts of voices.

Is he telling the truth?

"Does the pain stop once someone dies?"

People's greedy eyes darted over their accomplices, and everyone had the same thoughts, but the last bit of morality and conscience deep in their hearts prevented them from taking the first step.

Nobody wants to be the first.

But in reality, even if just one person takes action after saying that, they become the second and third in a de facto sense... as if in this way they can get rid of the title of "executioner" and become a victim who is entitled to be called a victim.

Dianxing keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Everyone's eyes were gleaming with a green light, like those hungry wolves from before, staring at each other, ready to pounce and bite their necks, tearing off a piece of flesh.

He dared not leave and could only stay there, the sharp sword he held high in his hand intimidating the crowd and barely managing to maintain a semblance of order.

"Young Master Lian..."

Seeing his strange posture, standing there motionless, Lian Quesheng was afraid something was wrong, so he took the initiative to come over and check, "Aren't your hands tired? Why are you holding the sword like that?"

"Plop—"

A sound of someone swallowing saliva came from the side. The silence made the sound even clearer. Lian Quesheng suddenly felt a pang in his heart and saw Dianxing's hand hanging at her waist, trembling slightly.

Many people are familiar with his face, not to mention the ornate waist pendants and hairpins adorning his body. Lian Quesheng's hand rested calmly on the sword at his waist as he slowly adjusted his breathing, a relaxed smile appearing on his face.

"Why are you all crowding here? Although our Young Master Dianxing is handsome and dashing, he'll get shy if you keep staring at him."

Lian Quesheng pushed Dianxing behind him and then secretly handed him a bag of talismans from behind. "By the way, I just came from Bailuzhou and brought several boxes of pastries. Dianxing, go and get them and distribute them to everyone. They've all worked hard these past few days and probably haven't eaten much. They must be hungry."

"Young Master Lian, is it—"

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you hesitating like this? Just go when I tell you to. I, Lian Quesheng, am very wealthy and don't need this little bit of money."

Lian Quesheng pushed him away, his lips twitching slightly as he turned his back. "Go and call for help."

Dianxing could only leave temporarily, his steps hurried, but he couldn't shout loudly. He was even more anxious, and sweat dripped down his forehead. He just hoped that Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu would come over soon.

"Young Master Lian, do you think there's any cure for our illness?"

A man asked him a question. He looked very thin, like a piece of burnt firewood, with a dark complexion and short stature, but his arms were muscular because he often worked in the mountains.

"There's hope! There definitely is."

Lian Quesheng nodded and said decisively, "It's just an illness. I brought so many doctors with me, someone will surely find a solution."

"Young Master Lian, then we will trust you for now. If you really save our lives, we will repay you by serving you like a slave. We are just waiting for your command."

He looked around, but no one spoke. No one knew if his words could come true, nor did anyone know what would happen next.

Seemingly, their pain subsided, and these people regained their composure, looking at the man who had just shouted that someone had been killed with disdain.

"Heaven and earth bear witness, these people have no shame! They'll do anything to survive. I can't bear to watch!" a middle-aged woman shouted, her wrinkles swaying with her voice. Several others echoed her, but most simply stood quietly watching, their four eyes darting around, seemingly waiting for an opportunity.

"Young Master Lian, the person—"

Dianxing arrived with a group of people, only to find Lian Quesheng standing in the middle of the crowd, talking to a child next to him. He squatted down, his eyes meeting the boy's forehead, and nodded slightly, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

The boy seemed very shy, and his face turned bright red whenever he spoke. Lian Quesheng handed him a piece of candy, saying, "Here, have some, it's sweet."

"Th...thank you."

Lian Quesheng stood up and touched the boy's hair. The boy's extra eyes were full of innocence, as if he didn't understand what was happening. He was just excited about the candy in his hand and wanted to run to tell his parents, but he had to stay where he was because he couldn't find them.

Where are his parents?

Dianxing's eyes changed slightly, and she pointed to the two people hiding behind the tree outside, "His parents are all normal there, but they are afraid of being bitten by the child, so they are hiding."

Lian Quesheng looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, two figures were sneaking glances in their direction. When they met the boy's gaze, they hid behind him.

The wind rustled through the leaves, and a man and a woman, hiding behind a tree, breathed a sigh of relief. "Are they really abandoning their child?"

"How can we take care of him? We're all too busy taking care of ourselves. Besides, can we even cure that strange disease? If Jiang Yu and the others really manage to cure him, then it won't be too late for us to take care of him later."

Before the woman could say anything more, the man heard the child's voice and quickly covered her mouth, saying, "Lian Quesheng and the others are here, the child won't suffer."

"Yeah?"

Lian Quesheng appeared before them at some point, his face pale. "The child misses you all very much."

"What's the use of thinking about me? Don't come looking for me. Is that disease contagious? I still want to live." The man's hysterical voice was heard by everyone around him. His face was agitated, and his lips were moving. Even Quesheng looked at his cold and indifferent face and felt very unfamiliar with him.

Having been pampered by Lian Chisu and Lu Buwen since childhood, he had never experienced the feeling of being abandoned. Hearing the man's words, he was stunned for a moment.

The child's cries grew louder, but the couple in front of him remained unmoved, showing no reaction whatsoever. Lian Quesheng even considered hitting them, but helplessly held back, flicked his sleeve, and left.

"Cough cough—"

A few soft coughs came from behind, and the footsteps were also very light. It was clear that the person was not very strong. Lian Quesheng was holding the boy and comforting him in a low voice, so he did not pay any attention to it.

When the child gradually stopped crying, he gave him another piece of candy. Seeing that the child's eyes were blinking, he put the child down and said, "When you get better, how about you become my apprentice? Then you can eat and drink well and do whatever you want with your master."

Can I eat a lot of sugar?

The boy licked his lips and carefully put the candy Lian Quesheng had given him into his mouth. Seeing that Lian Quesheng didn't speak, he thought he had said something wrong, so he tugged at his clothes and apologized, "I... I'll just eat one piece a day."

Eat as much as you want.

Lian Quesheng felt a lump in his throat and almost burst into tears. He turned his back and bumped into Jiang Yu, who was standing silently behind him.

"When did you wake up?" Lian Quesheng felt much calmer after seeing him. "I was really scared to death just now. You and Jiu Xu weren't here, and I was afraid that if I lost control, it would be terrible."

"Just woke up."

Jiang Yu looked terrible; his face was deathly pale, and even his lips had lost their former rosy color. He couldn't suppress his cough and turned away, coughing several more times.

"Why don't you go back and rest for now? I'm afraid a gust of wind might blow you away."

Lian Quesheng said worriedly, grabbing his wrist and imitating the doctors, taking his pulse for a long time, but ultimately couldn't understand anything. He awkwardly withdrew his hand, "It's much better here now, and Dianxing and I are here!"

Jiang Yu's gaze swept over the people in front of him. Seeing that the situation was indeed as Lian Quesheng had described, he felt temporarily relieved. He didn't leave, remaining standing in the same spot. "Why did it get dark so quickly?"

"You've been sleeping for a whole day and night. What's wrong with your health? Why is it getting worse and worse?" Although Lian Quesheng couldn't diagnose it, his eyesight was still very good. He scanned Jiang Yu for a while and said, "In a few more days, I guess you won't even be able to lift Xian Chen."

"Xian Chen".

Jiang Yu instinctively called out the sword's name, but unexpectedly Xian Chen was not there. Lian Quesheng took the initiative to explain, "It followed Shen Jiuxu and said it was to obey your orders as its master and protect him."

Where are the others?

“…Uh,” Lian Quesheng scratched his head, unsure whether he should tell him, but he couldn’t hide it from Jiang Yu after all. “He went to find that…that child’s mother, saying he wanted to regain his memories as soon as possible, afraid that something might happen to you.”

"How can it be restored? Besides, this has nothing to do with him at all." Jiang Yu's face was slightly annoyed, and a faint blush appeared, making his pale face look more vibrant.

But then came another bout of unbearable coughing. He waved his hand at Lian Quesheng and said, "I'll go find him myself."

Are you sure you can do it?

Lian Quesheng muttered, then ran up after him, grabbing Jiang Yu's clothes, "Let's go, I'll go with you, so you don't faint on the way, don't say I didn't warn you."

The night was gloomy, but fortunately, it stopped raining. The bright moonlight shone on the ground, illuminating the smooth stone surface clearly. Jiang Yu saw several flower buds sitting quietly on the branches, their petals clustered together, listlessly gazing around as if meditating.

"Jiang Yu has arrived."

"Oh no, the baby's here."

Jiang Yu's indifferent gaze swept over them, and the flower buds instantly fell silent, tightly closing their mouths. They cast hopeful glances at Shen Jiuxu inside the cave, swallowed, and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Lian Quesheng watched as Jiang Yu exchanged glances with a bunch of flower buds, his doubts reaching their peak. Wasn't Jiang Yu here to see Shen Jiuxu? Why was he talking to these spirits?

Also, who is this flower calling "baby"?

Was he calling for Jiang Yu? Jiang Yu is his baby! This is too unbelievable! If some jealous person heard this, wouldn't they explode on the spot!

Lian Quesheng stared at the pile of flowers for a long time, until they curled up their petals and formed themselves into a ball, before kindly reminding him, "Do you know that the person just now had a Daoist partner?"

Hua Bao thought he was silly and nodded.

Lian Quesheng's expression was serious. He felt he had to make things clear to these naive young women, and said cautiously, "He has a Daoist partner and cannot get involved with other women."

"This is the rule of the human world; humans and demons are destined to be apart, and you two will never have a happy ending!"

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Author's Note: I...I'm back. (Scattered, frizzy kitten) JPG

I apologize to everyone. I will make up for the updates on the 15th, 16th, and 17th when I have time.

Because I only had three days to revise a paper before it was due to work, I had to stay up all night after work to finish it, and it's finally submitted now. I'm really sorry I haven't been able to update these past few days, so I'm sending out red envelopes as compensation.