Suddenly, with a crackling sound, Chen Shi appeared as if by flashing in the courtyard of the Chen Mansion, the electric light under his feet crackling and shooting wildly in all directions.
The maids hurriedly dodged around, and the koi in the pond got struck by lightning a few more times, and the fragrance of fish soup wafted from the pond.
Chen Shi stood dumbfounded on the spot, suddenly shouting, and rushed into the study.
The study was in disarray, papers everywhere, Chen Shi searched rapidly and finally found the piece of paper with the decryption runes drawn on it, his eyes lighting up as he looked at the fourth rune.
This rune was more complex, Chen Shi pondered for a moment, and divine language exploded in his mind, becoming even more mysterious.
"Green Thunder and Red Qi, presses through the nine palaces. Red Thunder Yellow Qi, uses thunder to stay in the center. Yellow Thunder White Qi, ascends to the heavens above. White Thunder Black Qi, descends into the northern underworld. Black Thunder and Green Qi, fills the void. Circulation Fire Realm, blazing fiery wind."
Within him formed a Circulation Fire Realm, the five types of Innate Qi—green, red, yellow, white, black—refining continuously, but other than that, there was no other effect.
Chen Shi was puzzled, the first three runes each had different magical effects, the first being Thunder Refining Body and Spirit, the second being Thunder Refining Pure Yang, and the third being Thunder Control. Yet the fourth was more mysterious, but its effect was unknown.
"It seems to be some kind of refining method, but I don’t know what it’s refining."
Chen Shi calmed his mind and then thought about another issue.
"Where did these runes on the paper come from? Could it be that my father came back, saw my hard work, couldn’t bear to wake me, and drew these four runes on this paper to guide me? But Chen Tang shouldn’t have that kind of intellect?"
Chen Shi’s spirit perked up, "Could it be grandpa returning from the underworld? In Liu the eunuch’s notes, there were rune annotations left by grandpa, but those were from when he was an official; now grandpa’s insights must be even more advanced!"
He observed the handwriting on the paper, the new talisman on the paper was simpler, the Daoist Skill it contained was more exquisite, but the handwriting wasn’t Chen Yindou’s, and the handwriting was delicate.
Chen Shi suspiciously turned his head and looked at the Black Pot pretending to sleep on the ground.
"Black Pot, it must be you, right?"
Chen Shi pounced over, shouting, "Was it you who turned into a woman to repay me, right? I knew it was you! Good buddy, transform into a woman again and let me see!"
The Black Pot sprang up and fled swiftly.
"That’s it, Black Pot is male, how could it turn into a woman?"
Chen Shi blinked, thinking, "Could it be that there’s a Snail Girl living in my house?"
His heart stirred, recalling the blood-clad woman he saved at the Immortal Bridge Blessed Land, he hurriedly entered the small temple, only to see that the woman was still asleep on the Divine Shrine, but at some point, the blood robe on her body had turned into white robes.
Chen Shi looked at the Stone Rock Lady, quietly pointing to the white-clothed woman.
The Stone Rock Lady kept her eyes to her nose, her nose to her heart, as if in Meditation.
Chen Shi came to the side of the white-clothed fairy, standing slightly afar, gently nudging her shoulder.
Chen Shi nudged her again twice, the white-clothed fairy slowly opened her eyes, still curled up inside the Divine Shrine, her bright eyes gazing at him.
"Miss, you’re awake?" Chen Shi said joyfully.
The white-clothed fairy quietly nodded her head.
Chen Shi asked, "What is your name, miss?"
The white-clothed fairy lay there, her brows slightly furrowed, straining to recall, but after a long while couldn’t remember anything.
Chen Shi’s heart chilled, cautiously probing, "Can you speak?"
The white-clothed fairy, tongue-tied, struggled for a long time before making a sound: "Aba aba..."
Greatly troubled, tears shimmering in her eyes.
"Could it be that I smashed her head with a rock?" Chen Shi was apprehensive inside, feeling a bit guilty.
That time he understood the Ghost God Three Changes, awoken from confusion, not knowing the situation, mistakenly thinking this woman was severely injured, planning to rebirth her on the Immortal Bridge, so he smashed her head with a large rock.
Chen Shi asked, "Do you remember how you got injured ?"
The white-clothed fairy shook her head.
Chen Shi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "It’s good that she doesn’t remember. I made her a fool; I can’t ignore her."
He went to the temple entrance, picked some Spiritual Medicine and gave it to the white-clothed fairy, indicating she should consume it.
"Aba aba." Chen Shi mimed eating, showing her how to consume it, suddenly remembering, "She can understand my words!"
"Eat this, and you’ll get better." Chen Shi said.
The white-clothed fairy sat up and ate the Spiritual Medicine he picked.
Chen Shi watched her with concern, waited a moment, and asked, "Feeling better?"
The white-clothed fairy shook her head, "Aba."
Chen Shi was a bit troubled, looking to the Stone Rock Lady, saying, "Lady, do you know how to treat this kind of soul-loss ailment?"
"I don’t know." The Stone Rock Lady’s voice was firm.
Chen Shi had no choice but to say, "Come with me, I’ll take you to find an Imperial Physician. There are many good doctors in the Western Capital."
The white-clothed fairy shook her head, still lying on the Divine Shrine, her hands under her cheeks, seemingly more comfortable inside the shrine.
Chen Shi could only let her be, saying, "You rest well, heal properly; you were beaten severely, maybe by some bad person who damaged your brain... um, when I found you, you were already seriously injured."
The white-clothed fairy curled up on the Divine Shrine, quietly listening to him speak.
Chen Shi exited the small temple, sighed faintly, looked again at the paper in his hand, thinking, "These four runes, could she have drawn them?"
He couldn’t help but laugh, shaking his head. That poor girl, hit silly by him, could still draw such things?
The Black Pot returned, glanced at its young master, hesitant to speak. If it revealed the truth, it might be dealt with by the fairy, right? frёewebnoѵēl.com
The Black Pot thought for a moment, decided to pretend as if it was dreaming at the time, knowing nothing.
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