Chapter 128: All The Truth Has Been Investigated
Nan Yuanman was jolted forward, her little chubby hand panickedly raised, and the Talisman to Remove Evil in her hand was directly stuffed into Feng Xingchi’s mouth.
As soon as the Talisman to Remove Evil entered his mouth, the malevolent Qi on Feng Xingchi’s body receded like the tide, his originally cold body gradually filled with a warmth, and his somewhat blurry vision gradually became clear.
Nan Yuanman realized she had caused trouble and quickly pulled the Talisman to Remove Evil out of his mouth: “Sorry, sorry, Yuanman didn’t do it on purpose.”
As soon as the Talisman to Remove Evil left, the coldness that had receded began to spread again.
Feng Xingchi wasn’t stupid; he quickly noticed something wrong with his body. He grabbed Nan Yuanman’s chubby little hand, looking at the talisman on her hand that was stained with his saliva with a complicated expression: “What is this?”
Nan Yuanman looked at him with a shocked expression: “Talisman!” Had Second Brother’s eyes been blinded by the malevolent Qi? Couldn’t he recognize something so obvious?
The child’s expression was very easy to read, and Feng Xingchi laughed in anger, unceremoniously pinching her chubby face: “I know it’s a talisman. What kind of talisman is it? What’s it called?”
“Oh, Talisman to Remove Evil.” Nan Yuanman somewhat disgustedly stuffed the Talisman to Remove Evil stained with his saliva into Feng Xingchi’s hand, blinking her big eyes at him: “Second Brother, these past two days, you really haven’t gone to any rather sinister places? And you haven’t done any morally bankrupt things either?”
As soon as he took the Talisman to Remove Evil, Feng Xingchi felt again the difference between having a talisman and not having one. He recalled what Feng Langqing had said when they boarded the airplane earlier, and looked at Nan Yuanman with a complicated expression: “You… are really from the Mystic Sect.”
Nan Yuanman shook her head: “No, I’m not from the Mystic Sect. I’m a coffin maker!”
Feng Xingchi: “…” What’s the difference!
He didn’t dwell on this with Nan Yuanman. After thinking carefully, the only relatively strange place he had gone to during this time was that woman’s house in Daba Village.
As for morally bankrupt things… chasing and killing that woman wasn’t morally bankrupt, it was doing good deeds for the people!
However, such violent matters should not be told to a child.
Feng Xingchi thought about it, omitted some things, and simply told Nan Yuanman about the places he had been to during this time.
“If there’s anything different about me, it’s probably that during this time I received a gift sent by my subordinate.”
Feng Xingchi said, taking out a transparent small bottle from his pocket. Inside the small bottle was clear water, with a red, mushroom-like thing placed in it.
As soon as this small bottle was taken out, Nan Yuanman sensed the endless malevolent Qi emanating from it.
She quickly took the small bottle from Feng Xingchi’s hand. As soon as she touched it, a cold and evil malevolent Qi extended from the small bottle, fiercely drilling into her hand, freezing Nan Yuanman so she shivered.
She quickly took out the Talisman to Remove Evil and stuck it to her palm, shattering the malevolent Qi that had just touched her skin, and carefully observed the small bottle, her steamed bun face showing a mix of shock and uncertainty: “This is… Tai Sui meat?”
Feng Xingchi: “Tai Sui meat? What is that?”
“Grandpa told me that Tai Sui meat, also known as meat lingzhi, is at the same time the incarnation of underground spirits and Tai Sui Star Lord. Its appearance looks very much like meat chunks and mushrooms, it grows very slowly, and is inexhaustible when eaten—no matter how much you cut, it can regenerate.”
“At the same time, it is rumored that Tai Sui meat has the effects of prolonging life, strengthening the body, and even… immortality after consumption.”
Nan Yuanman carefully recalled the stories about Tai Sui that Old Master Nan had told her in his leisure time. It was said that there was an old woman in the village who luckily ate a piece of Tai Sui meat when young and lived to nearly one hundred and twenty years old before dying.
“So magical? If I eat it now, won’t I achieve immortality?” Feng Xingchi raised his eyebrow slightly, curiously examining the small bottle in Nan Yuanman’s hand.
Nan Yuanman looked at him like he was a fool: “How could it be that easy? Edible Tai Sui has extremely harsh growth conditions—not only must it be in a place with excellent feng shui, but there must also be no killing around it for it to form.”
“Your Tai Sui meat was taken out from a tomb, the malevolent Qi is very heavy!”
“Luckily Second Brother has a good destiny and stronger fortune than ordinary people, and you wore it for a short time; otherwise… it wouldn’t just be extinguishing a fire so simple. At best, Second Brother would be extremely unlucky; at worst, bloody disaster, directly dead!”
Feng Xingchi’s expression froze for a moment, suddenly thinking that if he hadn’t come to pick up Nan Yuanman this time, and wore this thing for too long…
A sense of relief suddenly rose in Feng Xingchi’s heart. Good thing, good thing he came, good thing he didn’t find it troublesome.
Feng Xingchi’s gaze darkened. As for that subordinate who gave him the gift, he needed to investigate thoroughly.
“Thank you, Yuanman.” Feng Xingchi sincerely thanked her in a slow voice, his gaze falling on the small bottle containing Tai Sui meat in her hand: “Can you handle this thing? Do you want me to send it to Sanqing Temple?”
Before Nan Yuanman could speak, Xiao Hong, who had been quietly staying in the shoulder bag, suddenly moved. It twisted its body excitedly and drilled out from the shoulder bag, circling around the hand holding the Tai Sui meat, looking extremely excited.
Feng Xingchi: “?”
Feng Xingchi: “???”
Feng Xingchi: “???????”
He raised his hand to rub his eyes, removed his hand to look at the small coffin circling around, and rubbed hard again.
What did he see? A small coffin floating around??
Nan Yuanman sensed the strong desire coming from Xiao Hong, stunned for a moment before tentatively bringing the Tai Sui meat in her hand closer to it: “Xiao Hong, do you want this?”
Xiao Hong bobbed up and down, as if nodding vigorously.
She lifted the coffin lid, impatiently revealing the dark coffin mouth, urging Nan Yuanman to quickly throw the Tai Sui meat inside.
After getting permission from the dazed Feng Xingchi, Nan Yuanman stuffed the small bottle into Xiao Hong’s coffin.
Xiao Hong snapped the coffin lid shut with a click, and Nan Yuanman clearly saw that one of the small cracks that had been made when it fought with Fox Great Immortal had been repaired.
Nan Yuanman: “!!!!”
The little dumpling’s mouth formed an O shape. This Tai Sui meat was good for Xiao Hong!
She was just worrying about how to repair Xiao Hong’s coffin lid when the repair material delivered itself!
Feng Xingchi: “!!!”
C-Coffin eating, eating something?!
Nan Yuanman’s eyes lit up instantly, looking at Feng Xingchi with a fawning expression, her babyish voice sweet and cloying: “Second Brother~ Can you help me ask that Brother subordinate of yours where his Tai Sui meat came from~”
“Yuanman wants some more, please please.” She clasped her hands together, bowing to Feng Xingchi like a cat worshiping.
Feng Xingchi nodded dazedly: “Okay.”
Nan Yuanman showed a sweet smile: “Thank you Second Brother~”
As expected, Brother Shi Mian was right—to do good deeds more! There will be good rewards!
Until the helicopter landed on the rooftop of Wanhe Hospital in S City, Feng Xingchi still hadn’t come back to his senses.
Feng Congqian had gone by helicopter to pick up Nan Yuanman and had been waiting on the rooftop until now. Upon seeing the little dumpling being carried down from the helicopter, a slightly unfamiliar smile tugged at his handsome face: “Yuanman.”
With good news, Nan Yuanman smiled sweetly and called out to him: “Uncle Feng~ I’m back!”
Feng Congqian lightly hummed, stepped forward, took her from Feng Xingchi’s arms, ignored Feng Xingchi’s strange gaze, and warmly asked her if she had fun outside.
This little dumpling had plenty to say, chattering on about all the things that happened these past few days outside to Feng Congqian.
Feng Congqian listened while carrying her downstairs, with Feng Xingchi following behind, occasionally glancing at Feng Congqian with an especially strange expression.
This was still… the first time he saw the old man, known as King Yama, show such a gentle expression on his face.
Was this the difference between son and daughter?
Wait, Old man… did he know about Yuanman’s extraordinary abilities?
Feng Congqian brought Nan Yuanman back to the vvvvip hospital room. After listening to her chatter, Nan Yuanman asked: “What about you? Uncle Feng, how have you been these past few days?”
Feng Congqian thought of himself these past two days, waking up to check hot searches and watch baby variety show live replays, saving photos of the little dumpling: “…”
He decided to change the topic: “Yuanman, all the truths about what happened to your mother at the Jiang family back then, I’ve investigated them all. Do you want to see?”
