Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

The knocking was followed by a timid male voice, as if worried about disturbing the person inside.

"Lord Bai, the sommelier Kui is waiting for you!"

There was only one breathing living thing in the room, composed of Lian Goulong's human skin and Wei Xi's consciousness.

Where did this Lord Bai come from?
Wei Xi quickly scanned the room: he was indeed the only person there.

The urgent knocking sounded again. Wei Xi, whose stomach was full of food, barely managed to rush to the table, swept the things on the table into his Qiankun bag, and then coughed softly.

The knocking stopped as expected, and Wei Xi coldly watched as a figure with unusually many arms was thrown to the ground through the crack in the door.

“Lord Bai… I’m just a errand boy, I can’t afford to delay your important matters! If you have some free time, why don’t you go and discuss important matters with Chef Kui now?”

Wei Xi had no idea what to discuss. Her gaze kept shifting between the green moon outside the window and the strange shadow peeking through the crack in the door, making her feel like her scalp was about to explode.

Fortunately, Wei Xi quickly calmed down, took out a handful of talismans, and prepared for the worst.

Although Wei did not see the red part of the moon, apart from the explanation of the moon being "sunset and green," the other speculations are somewhat insane.

Now that he was at his wit's end, Wei Xi made a desperate decision and took on the role of the so-called "Lord Bai".

"Come in! I have something to ask you!"

After saying this, Wei Xishi, disguised in human skin, sat leisurely on the embroidered stool, like a spider that had exhausted its silk and was now spreading its tattered web in a show of bravado.

A moment later, the door was pushed open, and a somewhat hunchbacked...crab man entered through the doorway.

Upon seeing the other party's appearance, Wei Xi nearly lost his composure.

Normally, Wei Xi, who had seen a bit of the world, might not have reacted so strongly: after all, if you remove the crab legs on both sides of his body, this person looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with a light blue stubble on his chin.

Why was Wei Xi so certain that this monster was a person? Because the crab legs beside this person varied in size, shape, and color. Even naturally occurring crabs would find it difficult to collect crab legs of rainbow colors; such "ingenuity" could only be achieved by human hands.

This is rather horrifying. How could a perfectly healthy person turn into this? Could it be that the deformed skeleton Wei Xi discovered in the passage is from the same source as the one before us?
Despite his turbulent thoughts, Wei Xi remained expressionless as he assessed the superior's attitude. He coldly lifted his eyelids and asked unhappily, "What is it that your servers are so eager to send you here?"

The man's back became even more hunched, and he replied in a low voice, "The wine server invited Lord Kashiwagi to attend the ceremony and discuss matters. I dared not be negligent, which is why I disturbed your meditation."

Observing a ceremony and discussing matters?

Upon hearing this, Wei Xi felt a sense of foreboding. What kind of ceremony was this? Were the merfolk torturing and killing humans?
Thinking of this, Wei Xi's fragile mind felt very uneasy—could Lian Gouhan's human skin withstand a powerful blow from a mermaid?

You have to understand that at least Lian Gou Lang has a scroll to shelter in, but if Wei Xi, who isn't in his own body, were to be attacked, he might just be completely annihilated!

A fleeting worry did not affect Wei Xi's performance. She simply nodded casually, remaining unmoved, and said, "Attend a ceremony? Who am I to trouble the steward to invite me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, terror spread across the man's somewhat immature face. He forced a smile and pleaded, "Sir, are you from the mountains? You are the most compassionate! Even though we had a disagreement while serving wine, please spare my life!" Wei Xi's heart skipped a beat: From the mountains? So he's not from the coastal area.

For some reason, this person spoke strangely. What did he have to do with Tongxinshan, who came from the mountains?
However, these two sentences also reveal a message—it seems that Lord Bai, this foreign guest, has been mistreated.

“You don’t need to panic. This wouldn’t have happened to you anyway,” Wei Xi said coldly. “You adults really know how to put people on the hot seat! If I don’t go, wouldn’t that ruin the reputation of ‘mountain people’?”

These words were rather harsh, and the crab-man who came to deliver the message almost buried his head in the ground, but he didn't dare to respond.

Wei Xi had no idea what to do, but he put on an expression of not wanting to say anything, almost rolling his eyes to express his dissatisfaction.

"Alright," Wei Xi withdrew his restless left foot, realizing he needed to rein in his acting. "Since you've come to invite me for a drink, aren't you going to lead the way?"

The crab-man, feeling like he'd been granted a pardon, scrambled and crawled (not even seeing what use the extra crab legs were) to lead the way for Wei Xi.

Wei Xi tucked the Qiankun bag into his sleeve, mimicking Master Han's posture, striking a pose of otherworldly elegance, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.
The inn had been completely transformed. The staircase was now a flowing stream of water, with what appeared to be coral handrails on either side; the main hall had become a deep pool, with stone tables of varying sizes standing on its surface; a grotesque fish skeleton lay beneath the handrails, holding together wine jars of different shapes; luminous jellyfish swam in the pool, providing light along with egg-shaped objects embedded in the rough, uneven walls…

It is obvious that this is not the inn where Wei Xi and his two companions stayed.

Wei Xi lifted the seaweed curtain in front of him and followed suit, sliding down with the current. After standing firmly by the pool, he was a little troubled.

"This way, sir," the crabman quickly stepped forward and bent down, "Be careful, the ground is slippery!"

Looking at the crab-man's exposed back, a chill suddenly ran through Wei Xi's heart—how was this any different from her interviewing the merman while standing on a giant turtle?
The mutual verification of details makes it hard not to confuse reality with illusion.

Seeing the crab-man bending over to enter the water, Wei Xi felt apologetic before stepping onto his back.

The crab-man's crab legs displayed their might, crawling swiftly through the pool. His human limbs, however, were curled up against his abdomen, creating an indescribably bizarre sight.

Although Wei Xi scoffed at some mainstream views, what was happening beneath her feet was beyond her comprehension, and for a moment her soul seemed to leave her body.

Stepping on a turtle is one thing, but stepping on a crab with a human face is a completely different matter in nature.

Wei Xi, who rarely questioned his conscience, was led out of the inn by the crab man, and he didn't get wet at all along the way.

“At least,” Wei Xi thought dryly to himself, “the body of the Lian Gou Lang is just a skin…and there are five sesame cakes, half a leg of lamb, and a whole chicken…”

Moral dilemmas entangled Wei Xi's mouth, preventing him from gleaning any useful information from the crab people.

However, some gossip reached Wei Xi's ears, such as: "No mercy at all," "He won't fight back in the sea! Too domineering!" "I heard the master was furious..." "There are only so many offerings, I'm afraid even a live sacrifice wouldn't be of any use."

Before Wei Xi's brain could process the information, they had already reached the other side of the pool.

Pushing open the damp, leak-proof door, the world unfolded before Wei Xi. (End of Chapter)