A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 98p1

Chapter 98 Part 1

After hanging up, he saw Xi Xi slither over, looking up at him excitedly. “Godfather, can I go to the train station with Da Bai this afternoon to pick up Dad and the others?”

Xi Xi had been worried about going to Beijing with He Yunxiao for Lunar New Year, leaving her godfather behind. Now, the entire family was coming to Nan Nuo, they could all be together.

Da Bai chimed in, “I’m going too! Zhou Yi is on vacation now. We can go as snakes on his scooter, won’t be overloaded.” It wanted to impress Uncle He.

Wu Heng picked up Da Bai, his gaze on its fully formed horns. “Xi Xi can go. You have another task,”

“You’ll start from the well at the east end of the village and travel to wells in other provinces and regions. Claim those ownerless wells, control the Yin qi, and stop the malicious ghosts from escaping through the waterways.”

Ghosts were supposed to enter and leave the human world through the official gates of hell, but some would try to “sneak in,” using different paths, and there were also spirits causing trouble.

The Well Dragon King’s title, bestowed by Heaven, also came with a responsibility to maintain order in the waterways.

Da Bai stared at him, dumbfounded, “Me?”

Its first reaction was to refuse. Lunar New Year was approaching, why risk it? Why even bother with other territories? Two was enough. A spirit snake should be content.

Wu Heng held it up, their eyes meeting, “With evil spirits everywhere, no one is safe. Among all the spirit snakes, why did Heaven choose you as the Well Dragon King?”

Xi Xi, after a moment of thought, “Responsibility.”

Da Bai’s face was a mask of conflicting emotions, it understood, but…

Wu Heng interrupted its thoughts, “Want to impress Uncle He?”

Da Bai immediately exclaimed, “Yes!”

Then, a flicker of fear, it recoiled slightly. “But… can Xi Xi come with me? Or you?”

Like last time, at that school, Xi Xi’s presence reassuring.

Wu Heng shook his head firmly. “No. Heaven has a trial for each spirit. This is yours,” Da Bai’s biggest flaw, its lack of courage.

Cultivation was arduous, and what a spirit feared most was often the key to its ascension.

Some never overcame their fears, for others it became a blessing in disguise.

Da Bai looked thoughtful, countless wells all over the country. It wouldn’t be alone, and what was it that Yin Messenger 014 always said? “Can’t delegate? Do it yourself.”

It climbed onto Wu Heng’s head and bit off a few strands of hair.

Wu Heng pulled it away. “Stop it! Do you want me to be bald?! I taught you spells!”

Da Bai clung to his neck, “Spells are spells. But extra hair is always helpful for protection.”

“Hahaha, more fur is better!” Su Da Yi rolled around on the floor, laughing.

Da Bai snapped at her, “What are you laughing at?! You won’t even be able to enjoy the New Year’s feast!”

Su Da Yi immediately stopped laughing, a sullen look on her face, they all said Doctor Wu was powerful, the weight loss pills did help, but she was still a fluffy ball.

She was a clever fox, humans had double standards, a fat pet was cute, a fat person wasn’t, that’s why she never transformed, it ruined a fox spirit’s image, but she really wanted to enjoy the banquet, why wasn’t she losing weight faster?!

Xi Xi, ever the optimist, her voice sweet and cheerful, “Then I’ll go pick up Dad myself!”

Wu Heng went upstairs and changed into a new outfit, a black jacket embroidered with animals and cloud patterns on the sleeves and cuffs. As he came back down, he saw his father park his scooter, loaded with fireworks and firecrackers.

“You won’t believe how much money they’re making selling these. Long queues,” he grumbled, unloading the goods, then, noticing Wu Heng’s new clothes, he paused. “Xiao Heng, what do you want for New Year’s Eve dinner? I’ll cook.”

Wu Heng immediately rattled off a list of dishes, a wide smile spreading across Wu Su’s face. “Sounds good! Just make sure you and Shi Xuan come back on time to eat.”

Wu Heng watched his father carry the fireworks to the backyard, then, turning towards the well at the east end of the village…

The Xuanmen was located in the mountains. Originally a small sect, after their founder’s leadership, gaining power and prestige, they had claimed the entire mountain.

Chen Zhao, in his patched robe, knelt on a cushion in the main hall, desperately praying to their ancestor’s golden statue, repeating his request for permission to leave.

He took the divination container from his senior, shook it, his eyes closed, and drew a lot.

Carefully opening his eyes, tears welling up as he saw it.

The worst possible lot.

He tried again, repeatedly, same result.

He peeked inside, all sorts of lots, there was no cheating involved.

So, their ancestor truly wouldn’t let him go?

His master had said he tried nine times, he had thought it was an exaggeration.

Chen Zhao looked at his master, his face ashen, like someone who had just lost their father, that old man had warned him.

He almost burst into tears, “Ancestor, oh Ancestor, why? Keeping us here, taking our money, and turning it into… joss paper!”

His senior tried to comfort him, “Chen Zhao, life goes on, you’re not alone.”

Others had also tried to leave, not as dramatically as nine times, but the results the same.

The current Xuanmen leader emerged, looked at Chen Zhao kneeling before the statue, and scolded him angrily, “Don’t be so ungrateful! The Xuanmen name carries weight, you unfilial wretch, only thinking about those petty benefits.”

“That Wu Heng is just a lowly intern! And you, from a prestigious lineage, want to join some unknown sect! Have you forgotten everything I taught you?!”

Chen Zhao thought, Wu Heng a lowly intern? He just didn’t need their certificate, and principles and morals, what use were they? They couldn’t buy you food! What was wrong with wanting a better life?! That’s why everyone wanted to work for the government.