Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 419 Two Flowers Bloom, Each Telling a Story 1
After realizing that she was mute, her screams stopped abruptly.

It's not that he can't shout, but theoretically, Wei Xi himself shouldn't have the physiological function to shout loudly.

Now, Wei Xi feels like a couplet pasted on a door for years, exposed to wind and rain, all show and no substance, a mere shell of a person.

The [Fish Intestine Mirror], having exhausted its spiritual power, reflected Lian Gou's face.

Imitating the general who catches rats, Wei Xi slowly blinked.

【Fish Intestine Mirror】The restrained "linked hook" imitates the pattern.

Unable to believe what he was seeing, Wei Xi lowered his head with difficulty, half-lifting the hem of his Taoist robe to reveal the yellow-brown underpants underneath.

Wei Xi's heart was completely dead, and a strange sense of calm rose up as he hoped to be able to recover his body.

It is obvious that Wei Xi and Lian Gouweng's consciousnesses were swapped through the [Fish Intestine Mirror].

This is still the best guess.

Wei Xi closed her eyes in anguish: if the problem was in the Bone Reef Sea, the three of them might still have a chance to switch back; but if it was a problem with the [Fish Intestine Mirror], she and Lian Gouhan might be beyond saving.

Fortunately, Wei Xi remained calm as always. After a brief moment of panic, she racked her brains, despite Lian Gou's not-so-bright mind:
First, Wei Xi ruled out the possibility that the [Fish Intestine Mirror] was faulty. Although the things Master Han gave to Wei and Qin had repeatedly gone wrong, Wei Xi believed that the two accidents were just coincidences, given Master Han's character.
Secondly, given his experience of a snake turning into a living creature, it would be difficult for Wei Xi not to connect this situation with the events that had occurred before.
Finally, if the problem lies with the endoscope, it is more likely to surface the moment the two parties make contact, rather than being "lurked" during the communication process.

In conclusion, Wei Xi's suspicions were accurately pinpointed to the defensive fortifications of Bone Reef Sea (which is also Deadwater City).

At least that's what Wei Xi hoped for, since she couldn't contact Qin Feng, who was far away in the Bone Reef Sea, nor could she find Lian Gouhan, whose fate was unknown.

Wei Xi had no choice but to hold onto hope.

Following this line of thought, Wei Xi quickly reviewed the recent events: searching for the Qiankun Bag with Qin Feng, discovering that the passage seemed to be alive, the [Tethering Silk] being broken in one section, retrieving the [Fish Intestine Mirror], contacting Lian Gou and exchanging information...

Wei Xi narrowed his eyes. If it wasn't a problem with the [Fish Intestine Mirror], then there must have been a mistake during the exchange of information.

"Could it be related to the sounds I heard?"

Wei Xi's head was pounding; amnesia and auditory hallucinations felt like two mountains crashing down on him. He hadn't even figured out why he'd become half-human, half-snake, and now he had to decipher the old fisherman's memories; his genius experience card was expiring in less than a day… Never mind!
In short, the Bone Reef Sea gave Wei Xi quite a hard time.

The thought of being put in danger by greed made Wei Xi want to throw the "Tears of the Dried-Up Sea" at the Tenth Princess's face.

Suppressing his anger, Wei Xi looked around and confirmed that Lian Gouhan's skin should still be at the previous inn, and the "person" was still standing near the table, holding the [Fish Intestine Mirror] in his hands.

The dishes on the table had long been removed, and some books and Xuan paper were piled up.

Wei Xi's eyes lit up, and he put the [Fish Intestine Mirror] into his pocket. He had just taken a step when he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Now it was Wei Xi's turn to flutter on the ground—how does Lian Gouyan usually walk? Such a light and flimsy skin, it could be used as a lampshade to reflect a shadow!

Feeling lightheaded and unsteady on his feet, Wei Xi was in great pain, but he managed to get up from the ground using all his skill.

Barely managing to grab the brush on the table, Wei Xi dug out a clean sheet of paper and began to write furiously.

After a moment, Wei Xi stared at the possible outcomes on the paper and smiled slightly:
It is highly likely that Qin Feng is currently using his own snake body and Wei Xi's bone structure; Lian Goulong is using Wei Xi's snake body and Qin Feng's bone structure; and Wei Xi himself is using Lian Goulong's human skin.

Staring at the results on the paper, Wei Xi smiled slightly: So you're just unlucky, huh? Having figured this out, following Lian Gou's recent habit, Wei Xi reached for his Qiankun bag, took out some dry rations, and started eating.

Wei Xi was stunned the moment the food entered his mouth.

It wasn't that the dry food in my hand was spoiled, but rather that it tasted like chewing wax, with almost no flavor.

“It’s no wonder Lian Gou’s food is so ravenous every day,” Wei Xi thought to himself. “This stuff is no different from the northwest wind.”

Despite choking on his dry rations, Wei Xi dared not drink water, focusing all his attention on his notes.

The first sheet of paper was underneath the content that Lian Gouhan had urgently copied. Wei Xi glanced at it and then browsed the other contents.

As Lian Gouyan said, he hadn't gathered much intelligence. Apart from the old man's past, the rest was all scattered information, much like what Lian Gouyan had gotten by beating around the innkeeper.

Lian Gouyan circled one of the spots, which caught Wei Xi's attention. It turned out to be a casual remark; the innkeeper said that the winery owner from the neighboring town hadn't come over these past two days, and all the bulk wine was sold out.

"I guess it was the one who asked the old man who was drinking the wine," Wei Xi thought to himself. "He's quite frugal, he can't even afford good wine."

The sign next to Lian Gou Mang reads in small print: "Someone in this town may know about it; we should go and inquire."

Besides that, Lian Gouhan had somehow acquired a pile of books in varying degrees of tatters. Wei Xi glanced at them, his face darkening: the county annals were one thing, but the family genealogy and account books were definitely something someone had gotten back to their old ways!

It's quite an effort for Lian Gou to manage to get all this in just one day.

Even though the town was quite wealthy, there were probably not many written records. Even Gouyi's decision to find alternative methods, such as genealogy and account books, was a last resort.

After some deliberation, Wei Xi concluded that the key to breaking through lay with the old man.

This person must have some extraordinary abilities to have returned alive; at the very least, he must have stumbled upon the right thing by accident.

Lian Goulang could pretend to be a thief, but it was Wei Xilai who "helped others" and restored their memories.

As for Qin Feng, Wei Xi could only hope that she could exchange with Lian Gouyi tomorrow through the [Fish Intestine Mirror].

As he was thinking, a gust of wind blew in through the window, making Wei Xi feel unsteady on his feet, and the papers on the table rustled in the wind.

Wei Xi took out an inkstone from his Qiankun bag to weigh down the Xuan paper. Now, unable to withstand the wind, he moved it to the window to close it.

It was at this moment that Wei Xi, who was filled with worry, finally saw the scenery outside the window.

A huge, green moon loomed over the horizon, its pale green light terrifying the earth. On the sea, a massive scale stretched out, its two giant fish skeletons shoving a ship full of wailing, crying people onto the right-hand tray.

Perhaps annoyed by the crying, the ugly mermaid standing on the balance beam brandished a spiked club and smashed one of the watermelons.

The freshly squeezed watermelon juice clearly stunned the others on the ship, not to mention the merman's tail that shoved the man's limp body into the sea.

A dozen or so dark blue giant hands emerged from the sea, their open palms revealing sea serpents, which quickly devoured the corpse.

Wei Xi was stunned, and to make matters worse, there was a knock on the door behind him.

Choosing a mentor is driving me crazy! The freshman group has been buzzing with activity these past few days, and I feel like a woodlouse exposed to the sun—I'm not quite used to it.