Chapter 13 Avoiding Treatment: Let me see how serious your injuries are. ...
"Bewitched by the undead, he chopped off his own head in full view of everyone," Zhu Jin replied.
"Hiss~" Lin Jianyu couldn't help but gasp after hearing this.
Whether she was bewitched by the dead or not, she didn't know, but she chopped off her own head and committed suicide... all I can say is that she was a ruthless person.
"Was the deceased you just examined also like that?" She only knew that the deceased died from excessive blood loss, but didn't know the specifics of how he died.
"No, the deceased scratched himself with his fingernails until he bled to death. His death was more gruesome and more painful."
"What grudge or hatred could there be?"
“No enmity or grudge,” Zhu Jin said. “The undead kill as we eat; unless they are picky eaters, they kill indiscriminately.”
"How can this be the same?" Lin Jianyu felt that her appetite at noon had been affected.
"Pretty much. The undead mainly feed on spiritual energy and negative emotions, such as pain and fear. They kill people or other creatures in order to feed, although there are some exceptions."
Lin Jianyu pretended to believe his lies.
Seeing Lin Jinshui come out of the mourning hall, she didn't say anything more, but went straight up to him and called him "Master".
Upon seeing this, Zhu Jin went to greet him and asked, "How is it?"
“They died from the spirits of the sea creatures,” Lin Jinshui replied.
"Can you handle it?"
"able."
"Do you need any help?"
"No need, just take good care of your junior sister."
"Let my senior brothers help me! I can take care of myself." Lin Jianyu was afraid that his acting skills wouldn't be up to par and he would mess things up.
"No need, they'll only make things worse."
“Seventh and Eighth Senior Brothers wouldn’t like to hear that,” Zhu Jin said.
"I'm telling you this."
Zhujin: "..."
I won't listen, I won't listen, you're just spouting nonsense.
After returning to his master's house, Lin Jinshui began searching for the hidden spirits of the dead.
Lin Jianyu felt that he was just going through the motions, and would finally choose a deserted place to start his performance.
The process was pretty much as she had imagined. Lin Jinshui first walked around the area, and finally stopped in a secluded corner, pulled out the whale fall from his back, and made a cut on his left palm.
When Lin Jianyu saw the blood dripping from his palm onto the ground, her first thought was, "My medicine!" Her second thought was, "There's no need to go to such lengths. Just sprinkle some black dog blood or rooster blood, and that would be enough."
When she was still in Qicheng, she saw the shamans in her brigade pretending to be ghosts, sprinkling rooster blood, and then she could eat chicken. She could smell the smell clearly from across the street.
Not long after the blood was spilled, a cold wind suddenly rose up, sending chills down people's spines. It has to be said that her master's luck was almost as bad as his jinx.
Now that the eerie wind has arrived, the next step is to play tricks and create a spectacle.
Her master was adept at seizing opportunities. Taking advantage of the eerie wind, she began to wield her sword. As the sword rose, its sharpness was fully revealed, and it swept through everything in its path with unstoppable force.
Those who knew him would say he was practicing swordsmanship, but those who didn't would think he was fighting an invisible person. Every move he made was deadly, and his performance was no less impressive than the sorcerer who performed rituals in the front yard. Her eyes sparkled as she watched.
With such a set of sword techniques, it's no wonder that even their disciples are so perfunctory when they try to deceive people.
When it was over, Lin Jinshui's face was not red and he was not out of breath. There were only a few bloody cuts on his clothes, with bloodstains that did not look like sword wounds. Anyone who saw him would not think that he had just finished a battle that science could not explain.
As a staunch materialist, Lin Jianyu would have almost believed him if he hadn't known beforehand that he was faking it, especially since the homeowner already suspected that there was something supernatural in the house.
"Master, you are injured."
"It's just a minor injury, it'll be fine in a bit," Lin Jinshui said nonchalantly.
Visually, his injuries didn't seem serious. Lin Jianyu, mindful of the presence of the host, didn't show much concern and planned to talk to him later, telling him that there was no need to hurt himself next time he tried to play tricks.
After comforting her, Lin Jinshui went to talk to the host.
Lin Jianyu didn't follow them; instead, he stood not far away and listened to Zhu Jiang and Zhu Liu's ramblings.
“That undead was terrifying,” Zhu Jiang said.
"It looks delicious," Zhu Liu replied.
Lin Jianyu: "???"
How does "how scary" relate to "how delicious"?
Could this dialogue be any less professional? Are they afraid people won't know they're acting?
All you ever think about is eating.
“Exactly, we can’t eat the dead,” Zhu Jiang chimed in. “Although they do look quite delicious.”
Lin Jianyu: "..."
Fearing that their conversation might be overheard by the family not far away, which would render Lin Jinshui's sword skills useless, Lin Jianyu decided to end this outrageous topic.
"Alright, that's enough, the owner is still here!"
"oh."
After Lin Jinshui finished explaining the exorcism to the host, the group took their leave.
The host wanted them to stay for lunch, but Zhu Jin politely declined.
He took Xuan Su and Xuan Lie to buy groceries early this morning, planning to cook a sumptuous meal for Lin Jinshui and his apprentice at noon or in the evening to welcome them home.
It's still early, I can go back and make lunch.
After leaving the host's house, he, Xuan Su, and Xuan Lie took a car back to prepare lunch, while Lin Jinshui led the children on foot.
Upon returning home, Lin Jinshui went straight upstairs, with Lin Jianyu accompanying him.
As Lin Jinshui entered, he stopped Lin Jianyu and said, "I need to take a bath and change my clothes. Please wait outside for a while."
"Let me see how serious your injuries are." If they are serious, you need to apply medicine.
"It's all better now," Lin Jinshui said.
Lin Jianyu didn't believe him and forcibly stripped off his Taoist robe.
"If you're injured, you should get treatment; don't just treat your penis."
"It's about avoiding treatment because you don't know how." What kind of doctor treats penises?
"As long as the meaning is the same," Lin Jianyu said. "Do you want to take off your undergarment yourself, or should I help you?"
Lin Jinshui had no choice but to take off his undergarments to show her.
His inner garment was stained with blood, just like his Taoist robe, but his body was completely unharmed; there wasn't even a scar, let alone any injury.
"Really healed?" Lin Jianyu was a little incredulous, scrutinizing his body as if trying to see a hole through it.
Lin Jinshui felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze. He picked up a clean undergarment and put it on while saying, "I've already told you everything."
"How could it be healed?" Only a short time has passed. Even if his wound is small, it's impossible for it to be completely healed. At most, it will scab over. But there are definitely no wounds on his body. She looked at it several times and there was no mistake. Unless he was never injured in the first place and the bloodstains on his body were fake.
Thinking of this, she took his hand, which was tying his belt, and examined his palm; there were no wounds there either.
"Is it that kind of law? The kind used to deceive people?"
"What kind of magic?" Lin Jinshui thought for a moment and asked, "A magic trick? Or an illusion?"
Is there a difference?
"There's not much difference."
"Then let's just say it's a magic trick!" Lin Jianyu said. "Is your injury a magic trick?"
"No." Lin Jinshui shook his head.
"Is that a smokescreen?" Lin Jianyu asked.
No, not exactly.
"It's not magic tricks, nor is it an illusion, so what kind of magic is it?" Lin Jianyu frowned.
"There's no way." After saying that, Lin Jinshui pushed her out the door without giving her a chance to speak again, and quickly closed and locked the door.
Lin Jianyu looked at the closed door and, instead of waiting outside, ran downstairs to find Zhu Jiang and Zhu Liu.
"Eleventh Senior Brother, do you know magic tricks, or perhaps illusions?"
"For example?" Zhu Jiang asked.
“For example, pretending to be injured and bleeding, but actually not,” Lin Jianyu said.
"That's simple, but you'll need blood plasma bags for the filming."
What is that?
"It's a liquid similar to blood, or even blood itself, wrapped in a bag. When acting, you hold it in your mouth or hide it in other parts of your body. When needed, you bite or puncture the blood plasma bag to create the illusion of being injured and vomiting blood or bleeding," Zhu Jiang explained.
Lin Jianyu understood.
So that's how the bloodstains on her master's clothes came about; she had been heartbroken for nothing.
Nanyue is a coastal city with abundant seafood. Zhu Jin made a special trip to the seafood market early this morning and bought all the seafood available. At noon, he prepared a very sumptuous seafood feast for Lin Jinshui and his apprentice to welcome them.
Lin Jianyu, who had never seen much of the world, ate until his belly was round, and Lin Jinshui also had a full meal after a long time.
After the meal, Zhu Jin took Lin Jianyu to the place where they made Taoist robes and had two robes made for her for spring, summer, autumn and winter, along with two peach wood swords.
After changing into a Taoist robe and carrying a peach wood sword, ignoring his dog-chewed hair, Lin Jianyu looked somewhat like a young Taoist priest.
The lives of Taoist priests are not much different from those of ordinary people. Apart from meditating, wielding a sword, or drawing a talisman from time to time, they are basically no different from ordinary people. Younger ones even have to go to school.
This specifically refers to Zhujiang.
Zhu Liu was not yet of school age, while Zhu Jin and the others were already past school age when they came down the mountain.
Lin Jianyu had little interest in meditation, and as for drawing talismans... because she didn't have the so-called spiritual power that Lin Jinshui had given her, she wasn't very interested either. Once she learned it, she wouldn't draw it again. She was very interested in swordsmanship, so she spent almost all her free time practicing swordsmanship.
The basics were taught to her by Zhu Liu, while Lin Jinshui's teaching was too complicated and a bit difficult for a beginner like her.
Only after she had laid a solid foundation with Zhu Liu did she officially begin learning swordsmanship from Lin Jinshui.
Lin Jinshui's swordsmanship amazed her no matter how many times she saw it. In contrast, even if she learned the moves perfectly and wielded the peach wood sword with great force, it was like she was just playing around, lacking any real presence.
She didn't think it was her own problem, but rather the problem with the peach wood sword, because when Lin Jinshui demonstrated with her peach wood sword, he also lacked any imposing presence.
She also wanted to have her own natal sword, but Zhu Liu said that not everyone can have a natal sword just by wanting to, and some people will never be able to have one in their entire lives.
Therefore, she set her sights on Lin Jinshui, who possessed two natal swords.
"Master, could you give me one of your natal swords?"
"No." You can't give away your natal sword, not even if the recipient is your disciple.
"Even after you die, it won't be the same?"
Lin Jinshui: "..."
Lin Jinshui suspected that she was cursing him to die.
"If I die, you won't live either."
Lin Jianyu thought about her physical condition and instantly lost all hope.
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