Lao Dao began to question Xu Feng.
I stared at Xu Feng and noticed something was off about his face.
A strange courtyard, a strange painting, a strange son, and strange actions.
I feel like I've seen something similar in the Book of Rebirth before.
"Mr. Xu, let's put the medical treatment aside for now. We want to know what happened back then."
I went straight to the point, hoping to find the clues I needed from Xu Feng.
"What happened back then?"
Xu Feng's expression suddenly turned painful, just like the scene with Lao Dao before.
In other words, Xu Feng's memories must have been altered.
My heart skipped a beat.
Have we arrived too late again this time?
"It's not that I'm unwilling to talk about it, but I really can't remember what happened back then..."
Xu Feng became extremely distressed; whenever that memory was brought up, Xu Feng would become like this.
"You two bastards, what did you do to my father?"
Seeing Xu Feng like this, Xu Qiang quickly helped him up.
Then he roared at me.
"Brother Chen, what's wrong?"
Old Dao was also a little surprised to see Xu Feng like this.
It was fine just now, how did it suddenly become like this?
"Since you're already crippled, you might as well just die. Why do you have to become this inhuman and ghostly creature?"
"You've lived long enough, haven't you?"
I took out the talisman and gave Xu Feng a cold laugh.
I've been wondering since earlier why Xu Feng looks different from ordinary people, but I can't see any major differences.
I just realized that Xu Feng's memory is incomplete. Recalling the strange tales I had read in the book, I discovered some clues.
I chanted an incantation, wiped the talisman on the Thunderstrike Sword, and then aimed it at Xu Feng.
Xu Feng's eyes suddenly became very empty, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, which was quite eerie.
"Yes, why should I continue to live?"
Xu Feng's expression twitched incessantly, as if he were engaged in some kind of internal struggle.
Immediately afterwards, Xu Feng grabbed his own neck with both hands, trying to strangle himself to death.
Faced with this situation, Xu Qiang, who was standing next to him, was even more bewildered.
"How is my father now? What... what have you done?"
After saying that, Xu Qiang lunged at me.
Sizzle!
With a sharp sound, Xu Qiang was blasted away by the aftershock of the lightning sword the instant he touched me.
The deathly aura emanating from his body became even more pronounced.
My pocket reacted a little. I reached into my pocket and found the fish scales that the young woman had given me.
Perhaps the reason I can see the death aura is because of the effect of these fish scales.
Old Dao stood up, stood beside me, and gave me a thumbs up.
"Humans have three souls and seven spirits. Xu Feng's soul and spirit have been sealed, so he has naturally become like this."
I gave Lao Dao a simple explanation.
"One soul and one spirit? Sealed? Who is it?"
Old Dao showed a look of horror.
To Lao Dao, this mysterious and enigmatic matter was terrifying.
I shook my head, because I didn't know who did it.
Unfortunately, although we found Xu Feng, we were still too late.
"Old Dao, you don't know either?"
I looked at Old Knife.
In fact, Lao Dao's situation was similar to Xu Feng's. The difference was that the person who sealed Lao Dao used very gentle methods.
The person who sealed Xu Feng was extremely ruthless.
Lao Dao said he couldn't remember anything, and if he knew, he would have told me.
"By the way, Brother Chen, what about him?"
Old Dao pointed at Xu Qiang, whom I had knocked down.
Xu Qiang was thrown away the moment he touched me.
Then black smoke billowed from his body, and he lay unconscious on the ground.
"Xu Feng was probably a dying man. His soul and spirit were sealed away. He ran to Haopo Village and, using some unknown method, forcibly prolonged his life."
I looked at the father and son on the ground and voiced my guess.
Although Xu Feng was not destined to die, it would be against the will of Heaven to forcibly prolong his life using some evil methods.
This is why Xu Qiang has an aura of death about him.
His father was a man who was supposed to die, but he was probably prolonged through some kind of evil method, which is how Xu Qiang came to be.
This is what led to Xu Qiang becoming the way he is now.
When it touched me, that deathly aura spread outwards and became uncontrollable.
Old Dao was completely bewildered by what he heard. Although he didn't understand it, he was still deeply shocked.
"Brother Chen, we've come all this way, are we just going to go back like this? What about them?"
Old Dao looked at the two people lying on the ground, not knowing what to do.
"Xu Qiang is probably beyond saving, but Xu Feng's situation is very special."
I stepped forward and came to Xu Feng's side.
Xu Feng was still lying on the ground, choking himself.
I recited a spell, and Xu Feng finally stopped moving and lay down in a spread-eagle position.
As for Xu Qiang beside him, his body convulsed continuously before turning into black smoke.
Only a puddle remained on the ground.
That's it?
"Yes, I broke the spell on Xu Feng, so his son was naturally also affected."
I was deeply saddened.
Xu Feng didn't die, but his son got into trouble.
I ignored Xu Feng and went back to the painting. My intuition told me that this painting was the key.
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