Chapter 138 Falling Flower Gu
At the police station.
Li Ran was staring blankly at his phone screen, while the scene of Lu Yao splitting open the wedding hall with a sword and attracting heavenly lightning to burn her body was still playing on a loop in the live broadcast room.
Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from outside the window.
"Didn't they say the Xuanmen sect is declining now..." Li Ran's thermos clattered to the ground. "What's with this 'riding the wind' thing?!"
She forced herself to remain calm, straightened her police uniform collar, and looked up to see Lu Yao descending from the sky carrying a pale-faced girl.
The wind left a white trail behind them, much like a mythical scroll depicting flying apsaras.
"Under the age of eighteen, the parents forced him into a ghost marriage for the sake of a bride price."
Lu Yao gently placed Wen Lei on the reception chair. "How should it be judged?"
Li Ran's lips twitched.
Ever since this metaphysical streamer suddenly appeared, their police department's case database has been constantly hitting new lows.
She silently pulled out her phone: "I need to... ask the Supreme People's Procuratorate..."
“Guardianship must be revoked.” Lu Yao lightly tapped Wen Lei’s forehead with her fingertip, a ray of golden light entering between her brows. “I can heal the glass bone, but she needs a reliable guardian.”
Lu Yao picked up a golden talisman with her fingertips and formed a lotus mudra with her hands.
As she chanted the incantation softly, the talisman transformed into specks of golden light, seeping into Wen Lei's pale body like spring rain.
Wen Lei let out a soft hum, feeling a warm current surge from her heart to her limbs and bones.
The bones, which were originally as brittle as glass, emitted a faint crackling sound, like withered branches coming back to life.
She watched in surprise as her fingers gradually regained color, and her nails developed a healthy pink hue.
"Why……"
Wen Lei raised her already flushed face, her amber eyes reflecting Lu Yao's features. "You want to help me like this?"
Lu Yao reached out and brushed away the stray hairs on the girl's forehead, her fingertips pausing slightly in front of those familiar eyes.
Memories of a thousand years flash by like a revolving lantern.
"Because...we have an unfinished destiny."
Wen Lei's eyes widened, and she seemed to hear the distant sound of camel bells.
Some deep-seated memories were awakening, causing her to unconsciously straighten her back.
“When you can run and jump again,” a nostalgic look appeared in Lu Yao’s eyes, “I’ll take you to find a good horse.”
Wen Lei suddenly felt a burning sensation in her chest.
In a daze, she seemed to see an endless grassland, where a young girl was galloping on horseback, her silver bells tinkling in the wind.
"I..." She subconsciously touched her leg, a place that used to hurt even to the touch. "Can I really ride a horse?"
Lu Yao smiled but did not answer, only gently holding her hand.
...
As soon as Lu Yao stepped into the courtyard of Jinglan Mountain, a series of urgent chirping sounds reached her ears.
A budgie was seen hopping around restlessly under the pear tree, its emerald green feathers bristling.
Youqing curiously approached, and the little bird suddenly flapped its wings and jumped into her palm, its big eyes filled with terror.
"Help! Lord Fruit, save me!"
"This title..."
You Qing's fingers paused for a moment.
There is only one person in the entire world who would address Lu Yao in this way—
"Something happened to Yan Lingxuan?"
The parrot nodded frantically, its wingtips pointing southeast.
The copper coins from Lu Yao's sleeve clattered to the ground, forming an ominous hexagram.
She caught the bird and felt under its wings a blood-stained note with two words scrawled on it:
[Ma Family]
Lu Yao focused her mind, trying to figure out what had happened to Yan Lingxuan.
...
Ever since Lu Yao captured her and brought her back to Jinglan Mountain, where she was cursed with the Thousand Life Gu, Yan Lingxuan has been extremely busy.
The Thousand Life Gu's requirement for her is that she must save one person every day with her Gu magic; otherwise, at midnight, she will suffer the pain of ten thousand ants gnawing at her heart.
After returning to the Miao village, Yan Lingxuan lived a life like walking a tightrope.
Every morning at the crack of dawn, she would go out and wander around the village looking for people who needed medical help.
The first two days went relatively smoothly: on Monday, I saved a boy who had been hit by a motorcycle and used the Golden Cicada Gu to set his broken bones; on Tuesday, I used the Hundred Flower Gu to help a woman in difficult labor stop the bleeding, and when I walked out of the bamboo house listening to the baby crying, the moon had just climbed to the treetops.
On Wednesday morning, she was planning to go to the back mountain to look for the person who had fallen and injured herself while gathering herbs when her younger brother, Yan Tianyou, got into big trouble.
This little devil, who had just turned sixteen, got a female classmate pregnant.
The couple barged into the Yan family ancestral hall with their daughter. The woman was supporting the slightly pregnant girl, while the man pulled out a stack of medical reports and slammed them on the table.
“Mr. Yan, your son has done something terrible, you should give an explanation, right? You know the rules of our Miao village.”
"It's been three months, and the ultrasound showed everything clearly! If it weren't for the Yan family's influence, this money-losing child would have been aborted long ago!"
"Eight million or marry my daughter!"
Yan Xiucheng, with a beaming smile, personally saw the person to the door and even stuffed a bulging red envelope into their hand.
The smile on his face froze the moment the family's figures disappeared through the doorway.
"Bang!"
The door was slammed shut.
When Yan Xiucheng turned around, his face was contorted and the veins on his forehead were bulging.
His sinister gaze, like a venomous snake, coiled around Yan Lingxuan. "Raising a venomous insect for a thousand days, to be used in one moment. Go, cast a Falling Flower Gu on that girl."
The Falling Flower Gu, though beautifully named, is one of the most insidious and forbidden arts. Those afflicted with it will wither like spring flowers, first losing their vital energy, then the mother's essence and blood flowing backward; within three days, both mother and child will perish, leaving only a skeleton with two souls. The ancestors of the Yan family swore a blood oath never to use this art lightly.
Now, Yan Xiu is protecting her youngest son, and is even asking her daughter to break this century-old taboo.
Yan Lingxuan took a half step back, her back pressed against the shrine. The ancestral tablets on the altar flickered in the candlelight, as if they were all watching coldly.
"No, I won't... Father, why should my hands be stained with blood for the sins Tianyou committed? Besides, that girl is only fifteen years old. Search your conscience, if I were the one who..."
Snap!
Yan Xiucheng's slap came with a whoosh, turning half of her face to the side.
He grabbed his daughter's hair and forced her to look up, saying, "Did I raise you all these years just so you could lecture your father?"
Yan Lingxuan's filial piety worm flared up, causing her to writhe in pain on the ground.
Yan Xiucheng watched coldly until his daughter was in so much pain that she was foaming at the mouth. Then, he grabbed her by the ankle like a dead dog and threw her into the cellar.
"If you don't listen, I'll lock you up until you come to your senses!"
At midnight, the Thousand Life Gu took effect precisely on time.
Countless invisible poisonous ants crawled all over my body along my blood vessels, and every bite felt like being pricked by a red-hot needle.
Yan Lingxuan banged her head against the wall in pain, but gritted her teeth and didn't utter a single cry for mercy.
Three days later, when the iron door to the cellar was finally opened, Yan Lingxuan was already so haggard that she was unrecognizable.
The scorching sun in Miao territory stung her eyes, but her steps remained remarkably firm.
She walked straight toward the stilted house of the pregnant girl.
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