Chapter 60 Part 1
Xi Xi: 0.0
Huh? Like that?
Xi Xi finally understood, her father was scared.
She really liked this dad who created her, nodding obediently. “Okay, I’ll tell Godfather to pick you up after school.”
He Yunxiao, blushing slightly, added, “It’s too late tonight, don’t bother.”
He felt like he was experiencing what it was like to pick up his elderly parents from school, fifty years in advance.
After ending the call, his roommates chuckled, “Who were you talking to? Really that snake daughter you gave birth to during summer vacation? How do you even communicate? Does she just hiss?”
He Yunxiao sneered inwardly, these country bumpkins had no idea his Xi Xi could speak human language.
Looking at the thick fog, a sudden chill ran down his spine, and he instinctively took out a talisman from his pocket.
The talisman, infused with various herbs and inscribed with a secret character, he clutched it tightly.
With their phone flashlights on, each holding onto the person in front, they entered the fog.
He Yunxiao instinctively covered his nose and mouth with the talisman, holding his breath.
One of his roommates chuckled, “He Yunxiao, you’re really traumatized now, afraid of your own shadow. It’s normal for fog to appear on winter nights, isn’t it?”
The roommate even took a deep breath, demonstrating, and He Yunxiao, still holding his breath, didn’t reply.
He couldn’t explain it, just a bad feeling. He’ll play it safe tonight, after tomorrow, his daughter, his guardian deity, would be picking him up, then he wouldn’t be afraid.
They reached their dorm without incident.
Shi Xuan, with Li Hao, Wang Dong, and the three Black Hairs, left the school. He didn’t get in the car immediately, buying barbecue from a street vendor first.
While waiting, he sent Xi Xi a voice message.
[SX: Xi Xi, tell Da Bai to come and get the food later.]
Xi Xi obediently relayed the message, the little white snake’s eyes lighting up.
It was watching as Wu Heng stared longingly at the seafood barbecue feast in Su Chenyu’s live stream and slithered up his arm, gently biting his hand, hissing pathetically,
‘Wu Heng, Wu Heng, can you buy me a smartwatch too? I want a blue one.’
Its beloved godfather had to ask Xi Xi to relay messages.
If Wu Heng refused, it would ask its godfather to buy it one.
Wu Heng, still focused on Su Chenyu’s live stream, said, ‘Xi Xi’s smartwatch is for her online classes with Yang Xing.’
The little white snake immediately cowered at the mention of Yang Xing’s name, then suddenly asked, shocked, ‘Wait, Xi Xi knows how to connect to the ghost internet now?’
Spirit beasts like them could occasionally access the spirit world’s network, but consistent access required training.
Seeing Xi Xi nod, the little white snake sulked, took a leaf imbued with Wu Heng’s power, and said, ‘I’m going to see Godfather.’
Wu Heng, watching the live stream, was so tempted by the food that he almost ended it.
Su Chenyu, eating, said, “Doctor Wu, I’ll have this seafood delivered as soon as we disembark, I promise… Police!”
Everyone looked up and saw several coast guard ships approaching, their flashing lights a welcome sight.
As expected, the police wouldn’t abandon them.
As the ships approached, the fog began to dissipate.
[I suspected there were police officers watching Chengde Medical Clinic’s live stream, and I was right.]
[Seeing them, I feel relieved. CEO Wei can’t do anything now, be gone, evil!]
[According to sources, CEO Wei is dead.]
[That bastard, causing trouble even in death. If I were his wife, I would definitely divorce him, don’t drag me down!]
The coast guard officers quickly boarded the ship, found the sleeping captain, and had him dock at the nearest port.
At the same time, a hissing sound came from the clinic.
‘Wu Heng, Godfather bought us barbecue, it’s still warm!’ The little white snake excitedly entered, carrying a thermal container.
The container was wrapped in foil to keep the food warm.
It wished it were yellow or blue, more festive colors.
Wu Heng opened the container, the aroma of spices and the steam rising, a pleasant surprise.
Grilled seafood and river snails, spicy and fragrant, skewered shrimp, oysters and scallops with vermicelli…
Was his craving for barbecue that obvious?
The little white snake, coiled and ready to feast, while Xi Xi went upstairs to call Zhou Yi for their late-night snack.
[??? Who sent the food? Is our Heng Bao in a relationship now? A boy or a girl?]
[Nonsense, he’s still two months away from being an adult, what relationship?]
[Judging by Heng Heng’s happy expression, it must be a local youngster, delivering food so quickly.]
Wu Heng checked WeChat, a message from Shi Xuan a few minutes ago:
[SX: Try some for me.]
So it was to bring him food, no wonder he sent the little white snake.
Wu Heng no longer envied Su Chenyu and his companions, handing Zhou Yi, who came downstairs with Xi Xi, a pair of chopsticks.
As Wu Heng ate grilled shrimp, he felt he should also send his friend a gift.
Beijing seemed to be a hotspot for strange illnesses lately, and Wu Heng thought about making Shi Xuan a cloth mask.
Although with his constitution, he probably didn’t need it.
While enjoying the spicy snails, Wu Heng turned to the camera and said, “Those who ate the fish head, find a police officer and have some physical contact, then go home and sleep for at least ten hours, you’ll be fine, but your luck might not be good for the next week.”
So the police officers saw passengers rushing towards them, shaking their hands, some even hugging them, more enthusiastic than meeting celebrities.
“A week of bad luck? Seriously?” This made many passengers frown, cursing Wei Tianming inwardly.
A female passenger suddenly suggested, “Then let’s just go to Nan Nuo village and participate in their Nuo opera festival! It’s a five-day trip anyway, no need to waste it, I’ve already taken leave.”
This suggestion appealed to many.
Yes!
Why not go to Nan Nuo village from here? With Wu Heng there, even with bad luck, they’d feel safer.
“I’m in!”
“Me too!”
Zhou Dagui, the village chief, secretly watching the live stream, seeing so many wealthy youngsters expressing their interest, was overjoyed.
They would hold it! And make it an unforgettable experience! He would go door to door tomorrow, reminding the villagers to behave. Anyone causing trouble would be banished from Nan Nuo!
A police officer approached the unconscious Heavenly Master Liu, whose bleeding wrist had been bandaged by Chen Zhao.
Yuan Song stood there calmly, watching as the officers approached.
When they asked if he was the one who injured the man, Yuan Song replied, “Yes, I stabbed him.”
The officer in charge smiled, “We understand, come with us to the station. This is a matter for another department now.”
A new department, the Special Events Management Bureau, had just been established to handle the increasing number of supernatural incidents.
Yuan Song, fearing he wouldn’t be able to leave, took off the wisdom tooth necklace, kissed it, his fingers gently wiping away the cinnabar writing, then looked at Su Chenyu’s phone, still live streaming, and said, a sunny smile on his face, “Be good.”
Tang Xueshan, seeing this, her heart clenching.
She recognized her wisdom tooth. She had to have it removed due to inflammation, but it was too close to a nerve, many dentists refusing the procedure, fearing facial paralysis as a side effect.
Finally, a renowned specialist removed it successfully. Yuan Song had been even more worried than her, so she gave it to him afterward. It was her only remaining “organ,” he must have used it for the formation.
Tang Xueshan rushed towards the door, and as she stepped outside, she heard screams.
“Aaaaa, Ghost Sister, please don’t scare us! We’re scaredy-cats!” Wang Dong and the three Black Hairs cried, huddled together.
They almost bumped into her, if she had a physical body.
Li Hao, cowering nearby, seeing Tang Xueshan standing outside in paper slippers, asked in surprise, “Ghost Sister, you can leave now?”
Tang Xueshan, surprised to find herself outside, recalling Yuan Song wiping away the cinnabar from her wisdom tooth, understood.
He was the one who trapped her and the one who freed her.
Li Hao and the others screamed again, “Aaaaa, don’t cry! Those are bloody tears, scary!”
Li Hao, avoiding her, said, “That port where Yuan Song is, is thousands of miles away, you’re going to float there? You probably don’t even have enough Yin qi, and besides, Yin messengers could easily catch you along the way. Why don’t you wait for him here?”
Then he mentally slapped himself, five grown men squeezed together, sharing an apartment with a female ghost, it was better if she left.
It seemed he was truly committed to serving the people, even ghost citizens.
Tang Xueshan, calming down, thought Li Hao had a point, and she went back inside.
Li Hao met the resentful, almost teary gazes of his roommates: “…”
“Hahaha, serving the people, ghosts are also people.”
They reluctantly entered, seeing Tang Xueshan watching the grayscale Chengde Medical Clinic live stream. They decided to do their homework.
Meanwhile, after Wu Heng, Zhou Yi, and the two snakes finished their barbecue, the Dream Cruise docked.
Passengers rushed to disembark, the elderly man in the wheelchair last, his pace slow.
He clutched the rusty old pen, tears in his eyes, as he looked at the white-robed Yin messenger standing on the shore.
The young spirit could float, but he carefully stepped onto solid ground, a deep longing in his heart.
His homeland.
He was finally home.
Fallen leaves return to their roots.
And he finally saw the person he had yearned for, his hair now gray with age.
He should be content.
The young man turned to the old man. ‘I have to go now.’
The Yin messenger had granted him this moment on land, he shouldn’t cause him any more trouble.
The old man pushed his wheelchair faster.
Wu Heng suddenly said, “As long as you live a full life, haven’t committed any crimes, you’re allowed to have a ghost marriage, and gender isn’t a restriction in the underworld.”
The old man instantly understood. He didn’t have many years left anyway.
He watched the young man walk towards the Yin messenger and lowered his trembling hand.
They had already waited for decades, what were a few more years?
He had never married, dedicating his life to building bridges across the sea, then adopting a grandson, finding joy in his later years, all his regrets resolved.
The old man watched him leave, a gentle smile on his face, then turned to the camera, “Thank you, Little Doctor Wu.”
This was a skilled shaman doctor, seemingly carefree, but his heart heavy with burdens, a pain no medicine could cure.
And this online shaman doctor had easily healed a wound fifty years old.
Strange illnesses were easy to contract, but a good doctor was hard to find.
Wu Heng smiled gently, “May you be happy, old man.”
[So, death isn’t so scary, but suicide isn’t allowed?]
[Heng Heng is truly kind and thoughtful, he understands the old man’s pain.]
[Wu Heng, kind and a foodie, he ate so much, isn’t he afraid of gaining weight?]
[As a shaman doctor, does he have any weight loss secrets? Can he sell weight loss pills? That mosquito repellent was really effective!]
The barrage comments, somehow, shifted to urging Wu Heng to sell new products.
Lai Jun, satisfied, watched as the spirit from the sea entered his lantern, his burden heavier now.
Wonderful!
This wasn’t just a heavy lantern, but a promotion, a raise!
Overjoyed, Lai Jun looked at the sky and said to Wu Heng, ‘I’ll rush back to Nan Nuo and prepare the medicine for those sick spirits, I’ll be there before dawn, wait for me.’
Wu Heng: “?”
Was he okay?
Didn’t he need sleep? What was there to wait for?
