◇ 【150】 Ginseng Son
After leaving Shenlong Feishan, Gu Juan and Xi Lang went directly back to the Xi family's villa in the imperial capital.
This trip took them nearly a week. Xi's father and mother were very worried, and they were relieved to see them return safely.
Xi Cong, Zhang Muheng and others rushed over quickly after receiving the news.
Several people sat down in the study.
"Did this trip go smoothly?" Xi Cong saw that Zhang Muheng was very nervous and asked for him.
"Not bad." Gu Juan briefly recounted what happened on Shenlong Feishan Mountain.
Xi Lang took out all the magic cultivation manuals he had found on Shenlong Feishan Mountain and handed them to Zhang Muheng. "These are all magic cultivation manuals. Pick one that suits you. Others, whose cultivation is still shallow, should not read them, lest their state of mind be affected."
He had read in advance that the characters in these classics were traditional Chinese characters, not the common characters used in the world of cultivation.
"Thanks, brothers." Zhang Muheng patted Gu Juan and Xi Lang's shoulders with emotion, then picked up a manual on martial arts and flipped through it. Although the book was made of paper, an unknown person had carved a formation into it. Aside from the yellowing of the paper, it was not damaged at all, and the handwriting was very clear.
Xi Lang picked up a jade slip and used his spiritual sense to explore it to see if he could find any information about the "disguise technique".
Gu Juan saw a book with the title "Record of Strange Spells in the Cultivation World" on its cover and picked it up. After flipping through a few pages, his eyes suddenly fell on a few lines of text, and he said with a look of understanding, "So that's it."
"What did you find?" Xi Lang leaned over, resting his chin on his shoulder, his eyes drifting to the pages of the book.
Gu Juan pointed at the lines of words, his expression a little dazed, "It turns out that "Gu Haojie's" disguise technique is not a disguise technique, but a "mind-changing technique"..."
According to the text, practitioners of the Yixin technique are often demonic cultivators, drawing their energy from the intense resentment, hatred, and other negative emotions of others. If a practitioner absorbs someone's negative emotions, not only can they assume an exact replica of their appearance and build, but they can also acquire some of their memories and even mimic 80% of their aura. If the person being absorbed is a cultivator, they inherit approximately 1% of their vital energy.
Xi Lang's heart skipped a beat and he hugged Gu Juan tightly. "Gu Haojie" could become Gu Juan, which meant that Gu Juan also had strong negative emotions. When? Why didn't he notice it? Strong self-blame made his brows furrow tightly.
"Juanbao, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side."
Gu Juan came back to his senses, his face pale, but his eyes still bright, "I'm fine, I just remembered..."
Xi Cong and others saw that they had something private to say, so they tactfully gave them some space.
Gu Juan saw through Shi Lang's thoughts and pecked him on the lips with amusement. "It happened before I met you. When I first obtained the Dongting Immortal Mansion, I felt that God could be so kind to me and was full of confidence in the future. I guess it was the negative emotions that were released at that time that were absorbed. If I'm not mistaken, it was the "demon" that appeared first. In other words, it was the unknown monster that first absorbed my negative emotions, and later absorbed the resentment of Gu Haojie, Xuanyuan Qing, Xuanyuan Chun and others. It must have been the one that caused trouble at the Juan Family Flower Base."
Xi Lang embraced him with a distressed look in his eyes. If he had known Juanbao earlier, he would not have let him suffer even a little injustice. "Fortunately, all that is in the past. Although I still don't know the monster's purpose, I will never let it hurt you."
Gu Juan nuzzled his cheek affectionately, feeling peaceful and satisfied. "Well. Let's go down and don't let them worry."
The two men left the study, and the servant told them that the others were in the sunroom on the third floor.
Zhang Muheng sat on a rattan chair, reading a classic book with a look of joy on his face.
Gu Juan asked, "Have you found a suitable one?"
"Yes." Zhang Muheng held up the book, "The Magical Art of Walking is just right for my gold-type spiritual roots."
Gu Juan handed him the remaining tomes and said, "We don't know much about the cultivation methods of demonic cultivators, so you'll have to figure it out on your own. Take all these tomes, they might be helpful. But remember, don't let others know you have so many secret books, or you might get into trouble."
Zhang Muheng was now much more reserved than before. He nodded and said, "I understand. Don't worry. I'll go to the flower base now to sort out my vitality."
"Go." Xi Cong patted his shoulder encouragingly.
Zhang Muheng nodded, walked to the door, glanced back at everyone, his eyes welling up, and turned to leave. From now on, their time together might be shorter than before, and their paths would be completely different, but they would always be brothers.
Zhang Muheng's problem was solved, and the others didn't stay long and left one after another.
Only the Xi family members were left in the Xi family villa.
Gu Juan suddenly remembered the ginseng doll he had saved and jumped up, "Oh no!"
"Xiaojuan, what's wrong?" Xi Lang followed him upstairs.
After entering the room, Gu Juan quickly pulled Xi Lang into the space.
The ginseng doll lay on the ground, crying loudly, its legs kicking wildly, its face flushed red. The snow ape knew that since it was brought in by its owner, it must not be harmed. It wanted to help, but didn't know where to start, so it jumped around in confusion.
Gu Juan picked up the ginseng doll with a look of self-blame. "I only thought the abundant spiritual energy in the space should be able to save him, but I forgot that the spiritual energy here is too abundant for him, and it almost harmed him." If the ginseng hadn't become a spirit, it would have been just a plant, but now that it has become a spirit, it is a real life. [Huh? It can't become a spirit after the founding of the country?]
Xi Lang squeezed his shoulders to calm him down, "Calm down, baby, let's help him channel his spiritual energy."
The two of them sat cross-legged, placing the ginseng doll in the middle. Gu Juan placed his hands on the doll's vest, while Xi Lang placed his hands on the doll's chest, carefully guiding the volatile spiritual energy within him.
The ginseng doll seemed to be able to feel that these two people were saving him. He gradually calmed down, closed his eyes, and crystal clear tears still hung in the corners of his eyes.
The milky white light transformed into tiny specks of light, slowly and effortlessly moving through the little ginseng's body. After about half an hour, the blush on the ginseng doll's face finally faded.
Another hour later, a flash of light suddenly appeared on the ginseng doll. When the light faded, a naked boy, about one year old, appeared on the ground. The ginseng doll had advanced! He had completely transformed into a human form, and the leaves on his head had disappeared. The little doll stared, his head turning curiously from side to side, looking at Gu Juan, then at Xi Lang. A soft voice uttered, "Dad..." It was unclear whether it was a casual murmur or a real call for dad. Then, he smacked his lips, hummed twice, and fell asleep, his little chest rising and falling, a very interesting movement.
Perhaps the transformation had used up all his energy, and now he was just like an ordinary child.
Gu Juan and Xi Lang stared at the child's face in amazement, speechless for a long time. Because this child looked 50% similar to both of them!
Could it be that because they helped the ginseng doll, the ginseng doll unconsciously imitated their appearance when it transformed?
Xi Lang poked the ginseng doll's chubby face and asked, "What should we do?"
Gu Juan picked up the baby, feeling its softness, a novelty. "What else can I do? He's even calling me daddy, so I have no choice but to keep him. Raise him like my son from now on?" He asked Xi Lang inquiringly, feeling somewhat fond of the little one. This was also their fate; cultivation placed the highest importance on karma.
Xi Lang naturally responded, "Okay. Let's take the baby to show it to my parents. If they're willing to raise it, let them. If not, we can raise it ourselves."
Gu Juan also had this idea. The old man and the old lady had always felt that their home was too lonely. Having a child around would make it more lively. The child currently had no zhenqi in his body, so he couldn't resume cultivation until he was at least five or six years old, and there was no need to worry about his existence being discovered by other cultivators.
Xi Lang found a soft pajamas to wrap the child in and carried him downstairs.
When Xi Cong saw his posture, all the tea in his mouth sprayed out with a "puff".
"You two are so fast, you gave birth so soon?"
Gu Juan glanced at Xi Lang and couldn't help laughing. He let Xi Lang hold him because he knew Xi Cong's character.
Xi Lang's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at Xi Cong coldly.
Mother Xi put down her teacup, walked over to Xi Lang, and stared at the sleeping child with surprise. "This child looks like Alang and Xiaojuan! What's going on?"
When Mr. Xi heard this, he could no longer sit still and walked over quickly.
Xi Cong leaned over to take a look out of curiosity, and nodded in agreement, "Yes, it looks like it. If you two hadn't been unable to give birth, I would have really suspected that it was you two who gave birth."
Gu Juan told the story again about the cause of the incident, and he was not sure whether Xi's father and mother could accept the existence of the little ginseng.
Unexpectedly, Xi's mother snatched the child away and hugged him lovingly. "No matter where he comes from, he is destined to be with you and Alang, and to be with our family. From now on, he will be my grandson!"
Father Xi also nodded. "Didn't you say that he has no cultivation now and is just like an ordinary person? Your mother and I will help you raise him."
Gu Juan smiled and nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you and Mom again."
"We're a family, it's not a big deal." Father Xi was getting a little impatient, worried that his new grandson would run away. "I'll call and have someone get all the certificates."
Xi Cong held him back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Dad, don't be so anxious. We haven't even picked a name yet."
"Oh, yes." Father Xi subconsciously flipped through the dictionary in his mind, "What should I call Xi Min..."
Xi's mother slapped him hard and asked, "Why can the surname be Xi and not Gu?"
Gu Juan smiled and shook his head, "Mom, let's just have the surname Xi. Isn't mine also Xi?" Xiu Zhen was already in seclusion, so he really didn't think it mattered what his son's surname was.
Father Xi shook his head at him kindly and glanced at Mother Xi. "Do you think everyone is as fussy as you? No matter what our last names are, we are all family."
Xi Lang pondered for a moment, "How about calling me 'Xi Minshen'?"
Father Xi thought for a moment and said, "Deep, deep thinking, deep knowledge, and a profound concealment. Okay, let's call him Xi Minshen. And give him a nickname. Let's call him Panpan. Firstly, it means we've been waiting for him for a long time; secondly, if he finds out in the future that he's not Xiaojuan and Alang's biological child, he won't mind."
Everyone else thought the nickname was a good one.
The ginseng doll’s new name was thus decided, and it began its new life in the Xi family.
Gu Juan and Xi Lang's lives returned to normal, but they were always on guard against the coming storm.
However, they lived peacefully for four years without any incident.
Note: Regarding this "monster", dear ones, you should still remember the foreshadowing in the first chapter, right? (*^__^*)
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