Zhang Qiao felt something stuck in his throat. He stared at Wu Wei in front of him, wanting to shout, but his body was no longer under his control.
He felt his faith waver and collapse at that moment.
As a police officer, he was not an absolute materialist. On the contrary, he had handled many murder cases and witnessed many supernatural events at the crime scenes.
Therefore, he held these things in awe.
However, this was the first time he had ever seen someone from a different world appear before him, and this guy was ruthless.
"I am who I am," Ye Xingchen said, raising his head.
Amid Zhang Qiao's stunned expression, Wu Wei lowered his body and his tone became much calmer. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Xingchen and said, "So you are an immortal."
"Not bad, your strength has improved again." Ye Xingchen said, "Your rank has increased?"
"I'm currently a seventh-tier Ghost General," Wu Wei said in a low voice. "Thanks to the Immortal's blessing, my strength is advancing faster and faster."
"That's good. I'm here today and I need your help with something," Ye Xingchen said.
Wu Wei quickly smiled and said, "You're too kind, Immortal. Please feel free to give me any instructions."
“A friend of mine was in a car accident. She was so badly injured that she lost most of her three souls and seven spirits,” Ye Xingchen said. “She is still alive, so I would like to ask you to find a way to locate her lost souls.”
“No problem, no problem. As long as her lifespan hasn’t ended and she hasn’t entered the underworld, her three souls and seven spirits generally won’t stray too far.” Wu Wei said, “But we still need the immortal to provide her hair and blood.”
"Team Leader Zhang." Ye Xingchen gestured to Zhang Qiao.
Zhang Qiao, who was already stunned, finally came to his senses. He quickly composed himself, stepped forward, and carefully presented the item in his hand.
"Please wait a moment, Immortal. I'll be right back." Wu Wei took the item, then turned around, a cloud of black mist rose up, and his figure disappeared.
Thump... Zhang Qiao sat down on the ground with a thud, panting. Everything he had just seen felt like a dream.
"Team Leader Zhang, you must have a strong mentality," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
“Before this, I also thought I had a pretty strong mentality.” Zhang Qiao composed himself. “But no matter how strong your mentality is, you’ll still be shocked when something like this happens, right? Who was that just now…”
"The eighth-level Underworld Soul-Binding Division, you can think of his work as Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, soul-binding," Ye Xingchen said.
"You... can command him?" Zhang Qiao looked at Ye Xingchen with an incredulous expression.
"No, we just have some acquaintance," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
In reality, this so-called friendship was earned through a brutal beating. Of course, Ye Xingchen wouldn't say this, since the other party was, after all, from the underworld, so he had to save face.
“Friendship…” Zhang Qiao was completely distraught.
When it comes to relationships, who in this world doesn't understand a bit of social etiquette? But no matter how sophisticated one's social skills are, they can't compare to the impressive network of connections Ye Xingchen has with his subordinates.
"As long as the physical body doesn't die, the three souls and seven spirits won't dissipate. At most, they'll leave the body and wander around," Ye Xingchen said. "Generally speaking, there won't be any major problems, so don't worry."
Zhang Qiao nodded. Whether he was shocked or incredulous at Ye Xingchen's strength, nothing could compare to his worry for his wife.
Fortunately, Wuwei returned quickly.
"How is it?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"I have successfully completed my mission." Wu Wei stretched out his hand, and saw a fluorescent glow emanating from his palm.
"Thank you." Ye Xingchen nodded.
"Immortal." Wu Wei did not leave immediately, but remained on the spot.
"Is there something you need?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"This time when I saw you, you had a much stronger aura of malevolence, and countless resentful thoughts were swirling around you. Have you recently committed any murderous acts, Immortal?" Wu Wei asked.
"They moved, and quite a few of them." Ye Xingchen smiled. "These resentful spirits wish they could kill me, but they can't get into my body. It's alright."
“Indeed, but so much ferocity and malevolence is a tonic for me.” Wu Wei’s eyes shone.
In his eyes, Ye Xingchen was surrounded by rising black energy, which was very nourishing for him.
"Then take a breath, inhale as much as you can," Ye Xingchen said. "Anyway, I have too much malevolent energy here."
"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Ye." Wu Wei was overjoyed. He took a deep breath and then opened his mouth wide.
Whoosh... He inhaled countless streams of black energy into his stomach, causing it to swell instantly.
His belly was swollen like a drum, and it would take him some time to get rid of these resentful spirits. After inhaling them, he hurriedly bid farewell to Ye Xingchen and then turned back to try his best to digest the resentful spirits in his belly.
"Let's go back." Ye Xingchen led Zhang Qiao back to the ward.
In the ward, Zhang Qiao's wife stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, almost unresponsive, like a wooden doll.
Ye Xingchen drew the stream of light from his palm, then pointed it into the air, guiding it into the woman's brows.
As the light began to emanate, the woman's dazed gaze gradually cleared.
She blinked a few times, and finally reacted.
However, her eyes were somewhat confused as she looked at Zhang Qiao with a look of doubt in them.
"Xiaoying, do you still recognize me?" Zhang Qiao looked at her with concern.
"Husband?" the woman said hesitantly, "What... what's wrong with me?"
"You recognize me? You can speak now?" Zhang Qiao was overjoyed: "You really recognize me?"
"You're Zhang Qiao? I don't recognize you, Zhang Datou." The woman sat up. "I remember picking Xiaohu up from school, we met on the way..."
At this point, she frowned, and she couldn't quite remember what happened next.
"I think I... fell asleep? And had a dream, a very long dream, how strange."
"It's okay, don't think about it. You were injured, so you've been in the hospital for the past few years, but it's all in the past now, you're fine." Zhang Qiao hugged his lover, crying tears of joy.
"What's wrong, Big Head? I... I've been in the hospital for years!" The woman was startled. "You mean several years?"
“Yes… it’s been six years.” Zhang Qiao wiped away her tears. “But it’s alright now, it’s all in the past. You’re better now, and we’ll all be safe and sound as a family. That’s better than anything else.”
"What happened, honey?" The woman asked, somewhat panicked. She thought she had just taken a nap, but she never imagined that she would sleep for six years.
For her, it was just a fleeting moment. Six years have passed, and many things have changed. Does her son... still recognize her?
"Captain Zhang, don't say too much. Your wife just woke up and can't process all this information at once," Ye Xingchen reminded him. "I have a prescription here. Go back and get the medicine according to the prescription and take care of her for a while."
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