xymnovel Chapter 128 The Carefree Little Immortal!
Chapter 128 The Carefree Little Immortal!
Chapter 128 The Carefree Little Immortal!
"At the time, we all thought Xiao Yao wouldn't make it. The little shaman on our street took out a packet of medicine powder and poured it into Xiao Yao's mouth. Then he went to the window, held an incense stick in his mouth, and muttered some incantations. We were all terrified, but the little shaman just said, 'Don't make a sound,' and in just the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, my little Yao came back to life."
Aunt Liu, holding her grandson, told her old friends with a face full of admiration what had happened yesterday: "Dr. Song said that our little one is probably beyond saving unless there is a god."
"Really? Are there really gods?"
"How could it be fake?" Aunt Liu stroked her grandson's hair. "Look at my grandson, he can even jump around on the ground today! This kid can't stay still for a moment."
Aunt Liu's old friends were all shocked, and then she returned home.
"Have you heard? That little shaman over there in the streets and alleys, he can bring the dead back to life and heal bones. Yesterday, my sixth sister's grandson was on the verge of death. Doctor Song said there was no hope, but that little shaman held two sticks of incense in his mouth, then mixed the ash with water and gave it to the child to drink. Guess what happened! Today, that little one can run around on the ground!"
"Hey, did you know that a deity appeared over there? Yesterday, a child was almost dead, but the deity just stomped his foot, and a wisp of green smoke rose from the ground. Then a divine pill fell into the child's mouth, and yesterday the child was on the verge of death, but today he's lively and energetic."
"A terrible thing has happened! A deity has descended to earth in Lin'an! Yesterday, a family who diligently cultivated their spiritual practice had a child who fell ill and died. Just then, a golden-armored figure descended from the sky. This person was surrounded by clouds and mist, and with a single step, he stomped his foot on the ground. The judge of the underworld stumbled and fell upon him. Upon seeing the deity, the judge trembled and dared not utter a word. The deity only angrily rebuked him, 'How dare you!'" The judge was immediately terrified and turned into a wisp of green smoke. The soul that had been taken away floated back into the child's body. The person who had died yesterday was now lively and energetic. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate.
"Your Majesty! Auspicious omens have descended from the heavens! Auspicious omens have descended from the heavens! Rumors are circulating that a Taoist deity descended to earth yesterday, bringing the dead back to life and healing the wounded, and showering down sweet rain to save all people!"
The news traveled all the way to the Imperial Observatory and eventually reached the emperor's ears.
At that moment, Zhao Gou was sitting there fiddling with his broken bird. Upon hearing this, he looked up in surprise: "Who's playing tricks again?"
"Your Majesty, there's a rumor going around that a celestial being has descended to earth and can bring the dead back to life with a wave of his hand."
This kind of talk might fool those who haven't read any books, but few of those who have actually studied would believe it. Zhao Gou certainly didn't believe it either, but he couldn't show his doubts. He simply turned to a young man beside him and said, "Yuan Yong, go and see for yourself. Don't let those sorcerers cause trouble."
The young man who was helping him review memorials at his desk stood up, nodded, and said, "Your Majesty, I'll go right away."
When Zhao Gou saw them leave, he chuckled and sat back down, continuing to play with his bird.
Just when all sorts of news were spreading like wildfire and everyone was chasing after their idols, that god-like figure who could make even the King of Hell smoke with two incense sticks stuffed in his mouth was currently carefully reading an instruction manual.
"Oh my god, we can't open the capsule!" He turned to Tang Wan and said, "We almost killed someone yesterday. We can't open this thing, so we have to swallow it whole."
Tang Wan blinked, her face full of innocence: "I don't know either—but you won't tell me."
"What do you mean I won't—" Lin Zhou clicked his tongue twice, flipping through the barefoot doctor's manual in his hand, muttering to himself, "You can't use alcohol to cool down a child's fever—damn it, this is showing the downsides of not studying."
Lu You felt sorry for his wife. Seeing the guilt on her face, he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "No matter what, the person was saved. Just be more careful next time. There wasn't much better way in that emergency."
As they were talking, Aunt Liu came in carrying chickens, ducks, and a whole leg of lamb. Behind her were her son, daughter-in-law, and the little guy who had been rescued yesterday.
As soon as they entered, they knelt on the ground and began kowtowing to Lin Zhou.
"What?" Lin Zhou was startled and looked up. "Are there any aftereffects?"
His first reaction was that the child was causing him harm because of his reckless behavior, but he quickly realized that the child was there to express his gratitude.
This made him a little embarrassed, and he quickly waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing, it's not worth it."
Having finally managed to get rid of the person, Lin Zhou continued to study the lousy instruction manual. There were so many ridiculous rules in it; if he wasn't careful, he might just die right in front of it.
Well, the fact that kid survived yesterday was certainly due in part to the medication, but you have to admit he was incredibly lucky. Someone like that would probably have pulled through even without the medication.
Before Lin Zhou could think it over, the noise outside gradually increased. He peeked out and saw that there were quite a few people looking around.
Lin Zhou, a lively person, went up to the group of people loitering at the door and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"I've heard there's a deity here, and I'd like to meet him." The person being asked replied solemnly, "He can bring the dead back to life and heal bones."
"Oh, I see."
Lin Zhou pointed to Lu You inside the room: "Him."
Lu You's spider-sense activated instantly, and he looked up: "Huh?"
But by then it was too late for any maneuvering. The men approached with piercing eyes, and Lu You was suddenly surrounded by more than a dozen people, all talking at once and expressing their devout longing.
However, Lin Zhou had already strolled out with his hands behind his back to find Xiao'e to play with.
Xiao'e was watching someone forge iron in the shop across the street. She ordered a bright silver spear for herself, saying that her martial arts skills had deteriorated over the years. She almost lost to Hongliu the other day, so she was determined to have the blacksmith across the street forge an iron spear for her to hone her strength.
Anyway, he and Hongliu were both planning their next one-on-one fight. They were both in the preparation stage. Lin Zhou didn't know what Hongliu was preparing. In any case, Hongliu hadn't appeared here since yesterday. But it was actually quite fun to see these girls sulking. After all, even Lin Zhou himself didn't know what they were sulking about.
Unfortunately, Lin Zhou hadn't had a moment of peace before someone came knocking on his door after he had just finished chatting with Xiao'e for a while.
He didn't recognize the person who came, but he recognized the one beside him—the Princess Fu Rui, who must weigh at least 170 pounds. She appeared before Lin Zhou with someone and pointed at him, saying, "Brother, it's him."
If you didn't know better, you'd think they were calling in reinforcements to beat up Lin Zhou.
The newcomer looked plain and was about twenty years old. He looked even more plain than Lu You, wearing a pale yellow right-fastening long robe with a short jacket over it and a Dongpo headscarf. He had bright eyes and white teeth. Although he addressed Princess Furui as brother and sister, it felt like they were from different species.
"What's wrong?" Lin Zhou looked at the young man in front of him with some confusion. "Is something the matter?"
The man smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Zhou, saying, "Zhao Yuanyong greets the little immortal."
"You sold me out!" Lin Zhou pointed at Princess Furui and said, "Didn't we agree not to tell anyone?"
"What?! Of course I didn't say that. But news of yesterday's events has reached the palace, and the Emperor knows about it, which is why he summoned my brother."
"Oh! You're Song—" Lin Zhou exclaimed suddenly, but this time he stopped himself: "You're the future emperor!"
The young man's face turned pale instantly, and he staggered back several steps, waving his hands almost like a driving test: "No, no—brother, you can't talk nonsense, you really can't say such things—"
The three stood under the tree. Zhao Yuanyong, who was also the future Zhao Ji, was shocked and almost took a step back. Lin Zhou looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Yesterday, your sister said that the emperor would take you to the palace to raise you and personally teach you. He has no son, so aren't you the future emperor?"
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If there weren't many people around, Zhao Ji would have knelt down before Lin Zhou right now—no joke, he really would have. So, all this fuss was for him?
Just as everyone was creating a god-like figure, this god-like figure met him and immediately said that this greenhorn with no beard was the future emperor.
This sounds exciting, but it's so dangerous!
Zhao clasped his hands together, a mixture of amusement and exasperation on his face, and waved them a few times in front of Lin Zhou: "Brother, how about sparing my life?"
Although Lin Zhou was reckless, he wasn't stupid. He nodded vigorously: "I understand. It's something that's still uncertain, right?"
Zhao Ji nodded hastily.
"Understood."
After Lin Zhou finished speaking, he glanced back at his shop, which was already packed with people, and tugged at Xiao'e: "Xiao'e, stop staring. Let's go out to a restaurant and treat them to a meal."
Upon seeing Xiao'e, Zhao nodded somewhat awkwardly and helplessly: "Little sister—"
Xiao'e turned her head away; the usually well-mannered and polite Xiao'e actually ignored him.
"What, are you two each other's first love?" Lin Zhou's gaze swept over them. "Why do you two look so awkward together?"
Zhao Ji sighed, but did not explain the reason. However, overall, this kid really did have a gentle and refined appearance, at least he was not annoying at first glance.
However, Xiao'e refused, saying, "Brother, you guys go ahead. I'll go back and eat with Sister Wan'er and the others."
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"Hey—you—"
Zhao then spoke up: "Young master, let her go. I know she doesn't want to see me."
"What's wrong with you two? No—you two—" Lin Zhou suddenly straightened up: "You two aren't betrothed as children, are you?"
Xiao'e poked Lin Zhou's waist with her finger, and he immediately let out a miserable scream. At this moment, Xiao'e turned around and went back into the shop, and then fiercely drove out all the people who were harassing Lu You. Even Lin Zhou had never seen her like that before.
In the end, Zhao Ji explained, "We grew up together since childhood, and were playmates. I know she blames me, and I blame myself too, but—alright, brother, let's not talk about the past anymore. How about I invite you to the teahouse for a short rest? That way, I can tell the Emperor about the matter of being possessed by a deity."