Chapter 377 Deathly Qi
"Why do you care so much about my Jiang Jiang?" Hei Xiu looked at him unkindly, "What do you want to do?"
Murong Jinran smiled politely: "Grandpa asked me to invite Brother Jiang to have breakfast. Mr. Black Widow, will you come over too?"
Hei Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Oh wow, you are quite capable. You figured out my details so quickly."
"It's not that difficult actually. There is a wall between the small world of ordinary people and our Middle Thousand Worlds. It may be difficult to investigate your background in the small world, but for us, it's just a simple matter."
"Why do I hear you look down on the world of ordinary people like us?" Hei Xiu said unhappily, "How noble are you? We are all human beings, okay?"
Murong Jinran smiled and said frankly: "Yes, we are all human beings, but people are also divided into different classes."
"Just like the ordinary world, there are also low, middle and high-level people, right?"
"To us, you in the small world are just like the unintelligent animals you see."
Black cultivator: “?”
"What, animals?"
"Well, it's still the lowest kind." Murong Jinran shrugged, "Of course I don't think so, but for most people in the Middle Thousand Realms, they think so, so they disdain to come to the world of ordinary people."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"I was going home to find my grandfather..." Murong Jinran still felt a lingering fear when he mentioned this.
My grandfather was a willful old boy. After he was diagnosed with the disease, he resolutely decided to travel around the world.
Who knew that he would secretly run out of the Middle Thousand Realms and come to this ordinary world to play, but was targeted by a criminal gang, locked in a cage and almost died.
This time she said she would bring grandpa home and get him proper treatment no matter what.
"Your grandfather is dying." A sudden voice came.
Murong Jinran frowned, but when he saw that it was Jiang Ci who said that, his brows relaxed and he sighed helplessly, "That's about right. The clan doctor diagnosed that Grandpa only has less than a year left."
Jiang Ci said calmly: "There is an aura of death lingering around him. That is not the end of a normal life span."
Murong Jinran was shocked: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you can even see this?"
"It is said that only the purest people who are born with the third eye can see the aura of a person. Did you see it with your own eyes?"
Jiang Ci did not give a direct answer, but just said: "He must have been to some place he shouldn't have been, and was infected by the dead air of that place, which is why he became like this."
The shock in Murong Jinran's eyes was clearly revealed.
Fellow Daoist Jiang is indeed right!
But she was not comfortable talking about the details.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you have a way to remove the death energy from my grandfather?"
"The clan doctor said there's no way to save him. If Brother Jiang has a solution, I can find it for you no matter what you need!" Murong Jinran's eyes were filled with pleading, "Please, save my grandfather!"
Jiang Ci put the sacrificial book back into his pocket and stood up calmly, "I'm hungry, let's go have breakfast."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang?"
Hei Xiu pulled Murong Jinran and said, "You are so stupid. You didn't understand what Jiang Jiang meant. She agreed to go and check on your grandfather."
Murong Jinran's face lit up with joy, and he quickly shook off the black cultivator and followed Jiang Ci, "Then I'll have to ask Master Jiang for help!"
Black cultivator: “…”
Are you so servile that you even change the name?
Come to the high-end restaurant.
The restaurant had been cleared, with only the old patriarch Murong and a few of Murong's followers left.
"My little benefactor, please come and sit here." When the old master Murong saw Jiang Ci coming, he stood up to greet her enthusiastically.
When Jiang Ci sat next to him, the deathly aura from him actually came towards her without knowing what was good for her.
She calmly raised her water glass and took a sip.
The death energy retracted the moment it touched her arm.
Murong Jinran sat next to him and said excitedly: "Grandpa, Master Jiang may be able to cure your disease!"
Patriarch Murong was stunned for a moment, then smiled amiably and said, "My young benefactor, do you know medical skills?"
Jiang Ci got straight to the point and asked, "Where have you been?"
Murong Jinran's expression tensed.
I didn’t expect that grandpa would actually say it.
"Oh, I didn't go anywhere. I just took a stroll in the forbidden area of our Murong family. Who knew I would get sick after coming out?" The old patriarch sighed, "Maybe my ancestors did too many evil things, and now it's my turn to be unlucky."
This made Hei Xiu so amused that he spat out a mouthful of water, "Old sir, you really have no taboos at all."
The old patriarch smiled and said, "To be honest, my ancestor used to follow an evil path. From generation to generation, he followed a path that harmed others and did not benefit himself. It was not until my grandfather's generation that he returned to the right path."
"The soul-catching bell in the family's forbidden area was passed down from our ancestors and used by every generation of family heads. My grandfather couldn't stand it, so he sealed the soul-catching bell in the forbidden area and told us descendants to go in and reinforce the seal every ten years. I didn't expect that after I went in, I had to use up all my Taoist skills to suppress the resentment in the soul-catching bell, and at the same time I got an incurable disease..."
Murong Jinran held his forehead with his hand. All the family assets were taken away by his grandfather. Isn't it shameful?
Jiang Ci said pointedly: "The resentment has not been completely sealed."
The old patriarch was surprised: "My little benefactor, how did you know?"
"If you were sealed, you wouldn't be infected with death energy." Jiang Ci exposed him again, "You ran away from home not to spend the last time, but to find a way to save yourself."
The old patriarch smiled in surprise, "It's true that nothing can be hidden from my little benefactor."
Murong Jinran's eyes were red. "Grandpa, is what Master Jiang said true? You didn't come to the small world for fun, but to find a solution?"
"Grandpa, why didn't you tell me earlier? I blame you for being so willful..."
Seeing his granddaughter feeling guilty, the old patriarch kindly comforted her, "Grandpa has lived to this age, and he will die sooner or later. It's just that grandpa is afraid that if the evil continues, it will come back to bite the descendants of the Murong family sooner or later."
"Grandpa, you should tell us why you came to the small world alone? Can the small world find a solution?"
The old patriarch lowered his voice and said, "Grandpa, I accidentally learned that there is a child with amazing luck in the small world. These days, everyone is vying for luck and opportunities. If grandpa can bring this child back, maybe he can suppress the restless resentment of the Soul-Catching Bell, and you will be saved."
Jiang Ci drank water silently: "..."
"Amazing luck?" Murong Jinran didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How could a noble person with amazing luck come to this small world? Grandpa, you must have been deceived!"
"You know nothing, kid." The old patriarch continued, "Before I left, I asked someone to tell my fortune, and he said that I would eventually achieve my wish, which means that our Murong clan can get the help of that child! So, Ranran, you shouldn't have brought grandpa back. After sending my little benefactor and the others to the Middle Thousand Worlds, I will go back and continue looking for him."
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