As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 80 Grafting the Life-Transferring Curse

Oh my god, someone punched me!

Blood splattered and severe pain came.

The old man sat there in a daze, looking at the emerald green jade rod that pierced his chest.

His eyes were a little dazed.

This...are you going to take action right now?

why?
How dare this kid? He just attacked like that? So reckless, without a second thought?

He is the national teacher!

He, he is going to die?

Xu Yingsu was not ready yet and had not imagined his own death.

He never expected that Mingchen would come to the appointment and kill him directly.

Having seen too many weighing and restraining, testing and hindering, and exchanging of interests, Xu Yingsu had not seen such a rampant person for a long time.

"thump!"

The limp body fell to the ground.

As life faded away, the last few words fell into my ears.

"The Imperial Master also said that this is a test from His Majesty. If I win, wouldn't that further prove my strength~"

We are already enemies, why are you still talking so much?

After a brief chat, Mingchen concluded that the Imperial Master didn't have anything he wanted to know. Even if he did, it would be difficult for him to find out.

It's not worth much, so just kill it.

There are so many people in the world who can cooperate with him. The prince and the emperor have both invested. Why should he cooperate with this ugly old man who killed him?
"Fuyao~ Come on, get to work!"

Mingchen put away the jade stick, waved his hand, and the white bird came over.

He looked around at the exquisitely decorated rooms with great interest and said, "Search!"

……

Who expects to make money by doing legitimate business these days?

Why are people so eager to become officials?
Xiangmanlou does have good business, but Mingchen doesn't care about that little bit of money at all.

Look, if you go to the National Master’s Observatory, you will find a basketful of gold, silver and treasures. What can you want?
After killing Xu Yingsu and looting the Stargazing Pavilion, Mingchen returned home in a swagger.

As for the things, Fuyao would bring them all home to him without anyone noticing.

The Imperial Master is old, and his thinking is out of sync. He is somewhat arrogant, and I still think I can fool him.

It’s easy to solve.

"Tsk tsk tsk... This is great, I'll use it as a rice bowl for you from now on~"

"This one is not bad either. This old man really has some good stuff!"

"Give this to Sister Shaxing later..."

……

If an official is not corrupt, what is the point of being an official?
Mingchen loves money, power and beautiful women.

His goal has been clear from the beginning until now.

After looting the Stargazing Pavilion and counting his gains, he was in a good mood. He casually placed a golden basin on the head of Mo Xing, who was sitting elegantly beside him, and said with a smile.

Counting money at night, happy moments.

After all the belongings were packed up, only two things were left.

A scroll, a book.

He had found these two things from the old man's secret room.

The painting is hanging on the wall. The paper looks a bit old, but the material is very tough. It must be something very special.

It's completely blank, there's nothing on it.

But Fuyao could feel some fluctuations of magical power on it, so it must be some kind of strange object.

Mingchen casually picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write, but he couldn't put a single spot of ink on it. He would have Fuyao take it home when he had time and show it to the old man at home.

As for the other book, the scroll was yellowed and a little tattered.

There are three powerful characters written on the cover: [Qingling Dao].

Mingchen leaned back in his chair and flipped through the book casually. The contents were probably some strange introductions to techniques, rituals, cultivation methods, and other messy and mysterious knowledge.

It is difficult to distinguish true from false and is obscure and difficult to understand.

The things that the old ghost at home passed on to Fuyao were similar to these things, and Mingchen recognized some of the terms in them.

The bird also sat on Mingchen's shoulder and read with him.

"Sir, he wrote it wrong. The water avoidance method does not require drawing Qi into the body."

"That's not right either. If I grow bigger this way, my mana will flow back, and I'll be able to last a quarter of an hour."

"Huh~ I've never heard of this curse."

"Nailhead mark, yes, yes, that's it. That bad old man must be trying to use it to harm you."

"Sir, Grandpa Tree said that stargazing and fortune-telling are all bullshit and cannot be believed."

……

Finally, she met someone who matched her professional skills. Fuyao sat on Mingchen's shoulders.

While watching, he chattered and explained to Mingchen.

Is this book wrong? Are the people who created this knowledge not as good as our own old stuff?

Or is it what the old guy said, that humans cannot practice the magic of demons, so there are some differences in legal principles?
Mingchen was flipping through the book, listening to Fuyao's message, and thinking in his heart.

He thinks it may be due to both reasons.

Thinking of the state teacher's appearance that was neither human nor ghost, he finally shook his head.

He doesn't like to do things that he is not sure of. He needs to explore all the secrets involved before deciding whether to do it or not.

As he turned the pages of the book, he seemed to have seen something interesting. His eyes lit up and he kept moving closer to the pages.

【Grafting Life-Transferring Spell】

It looked like something important, and the name was deliberately marked with cinnabar.

Grafting Life-Transferring Spell: This method can use the life of a same-sex blood relative to make up for one's own losses, bring back vitality, and be reborn.

Mingchen knew after taking a look at the introduction that this was most likely the curse on the prince.

Same-sex blood relatives, the influx of vitality, the pursuit of immortality... connecting all the clues, we can piece together a similar fact.

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. The old emperor is quite cruel.

After all this time, it turns out that the ugly old man is serious!

Do you really want to help the emperor live forever?
How come you are so honest?

We are all liars, why are you telling the truth quietly?
If the old emperor met an ugly old man after his death, he would have to kowtow to him.

This spell looked quite complicated. Fuyao looked at it for a long time but couldn't quite understand it.

Apart from some tedious spellcasting rituals, magic circle drawings, preparation of materials... all sorts of other stuff.

This book also records the origin of the creation of this spell.

This spell sounds a bit eerie, but on the contrary, the background story of this spell seems quite touching.

Legend has it that in ancient times, a man gave birth to a sick child. A witch doctor predicted the child would not survive the age of ten. The man traveled the world in search of a way to save his son, and for three years he kowtowed before the gate of a sacred mountain. The immortal master, taking pity on his true feelings, taught him a spell. Overjoyed, the man entered the magic circle to lend his life to the child. The child lived for five more years before dying alongside his father.

This is the story, no one knows whether it is true or not.

Maybe it's true, or maybe it's just a plausible reason to pass on this eerie curse.

It doesn't matter either.

The technique itself is not wrong.

The same curse may be a touching legend of a loving father.

Or maybe... it's the evil of human nature that is like a tiger eating its own cubs.

(End of this chapter)