Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 16 Something unexpected happened.

Next, Zheng Que began to practice the [Seed Life Technique] to replenish the spiritual energy consumed by practicing the two spells just now.

In the boundless void, he concentrated on capturing streams of icy air. The familiar chill seeped into his body bit by bit, and under the stimulation of his skills, it turned into strands of spiritual energy, accumulating into an increasingly sticky mist in his sea of ​​​​qi.

As more and more spiritual energy and yin energy were absorbed into his body, Zheng Que opened his eyes and saw the dilapidated space of the hall.

He lowered his head and looked at the [Book of Life and Death] spread out on the long table.

After your name is written in the [Book of Life and Death], your life span will still be sixteen years, seven months and ten days.

Looking at this line of record, Zheng Que nodded slightly. His life span had not changed, which meant that he would not encounter any life-threatening danger when he went to Zhao Laoer's house later.

So, he looked around the dilapidated hall, made sure there were no changes, and then sat on the lame armchair, waiting quietly.

After a long time, all the black energy that surged from his brows disappeared into the [Book of Life and Death].

The surrounding scene fluctuated like ripples on water, and soon, after a bizarre distortion, he returned to the house in the small town.

Feeling that his spiritual power had fully recovered, Zheng Que immediately stood up and glanced at the sky outside. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the remaining light shone into the room through the window lattice, casting long shadows on the debris on the ground. It was already dusk.

Without hesitation, he said to Qingli, who was hanging on the beam, "Follow me."

Having said that, Zheng Que went out directly.

The Zhao family's house is just next door. After walking a few steps along the courtyard wall, you will see the courtyard gate with faded Spring Festival couplets pasted on it.

The setting sun dragged across the moss-covered wall, dyeing the exterior a warm gold, making the yard seem even darker, like a well, filled with darkness and coldness.

Zheng Que stood in front of the courtyard gate. Suddenly, the wind blew and the fallen leaves fluttered, hitting his shoulders like heavy rain.

He glanced behind him and saw Qingli floating in the air, following closely beside him.

Boom boom boom!
He knocked on the door three times and called out at the same time, "Brother Zhao, are you home?"

Squeak!

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door was opened from the inside. A woman in a wooden hairpin and cloth skirt stood at the door. She had an apron tied around her waist and was holding a handful of half-picked vegetables in her hands. She had a smell of stove fire all over her body, as if she had just been picking vegetables while cooking. It was Zhao Laoer's wife, Sun Cuier.

Upon seeing the other party, Zheng Que remained expressionless and immediately activated his [Spiritual Eye Technique].

The next moment, in his sight, this seemingly virtuous and beautiful farm girl was surrounded by black air, and the level of her yin energy was not much less than Qingli's!

There really is something wrong with Zhao Laoer’s wife!

At this time, Sun Cui'er looked around, immediately approached Zheng Que, and said in a very low voice: "Master, please come in quickly. You must help me tonight!"

He looked anxious, staring straight at Zheng Que, and seemed not to notice Qingli behind him at all.

Hearing this, Zheng Que walked into the yard calmly and took a quick look around.

The layout of the Zhao family's courtyard is simple. There are three rooms facing the gate, and a wing room on each side, which are the kitchen and the firewood room respectively. Farm tools such as rakes and hoes are placed at the door.

All the doors and windows of the houses were tightly shut, and one could not see what was going on inside. There were two large trees planted against the wall, with a rope stretched between them for drying things.

Apart from that, it was all compacted mud, and there was nothing else in sight.

A chilling wind blew through the courtyard, and the lush trees shed leaves like a torrential downpour, blanketing the ground in an instant. The fading light was blocked by the wall, leaving the courtyard dim and hazy. The room was unlit, pitch black. Only Sun Cui'er stood alone, delicately, behind the door. Half of her fair face was bathed in the fading light, radiating the unique warmth of sunset; the other half was shrouded in shadow. Her eyes, gleaming like shattered ice, locked onto Zheng Que without blinking.

Zheng Que thought quickly in his mind. He knew the situation of Zhao Laoer's family. There were four people in total, namely Zhao Laoer's father, mother, and brother Zhao Laoda.

But the eldest son of the Zhao family died unexpectedly when he was ten years old, and the father of the second son of the Zhao family died of illness half a year ago.

Now, there are only two living people in this family: Zhao Laoer and Zhao Laotai.

boom!
At this time, the gate closed spontaneously.

"Master, please follow me to the inner room." Sun Cui'er followed Zheng Que and stretched out her hand to grab Zheng Que's arm as she spoke.

Zheng Que immediately took a step back, avoiding her outstretched hand, and asked coldly, "What are you doing in the inner room?"

Sun Cui'er lowered her head, a few strands of hair falling by her ears, and said shyly, "I've heard that once a husband has a child, he will love his wife and all the children in her family, and he will also be considerate to his wife."

"However, my husband is unwilling to touch me right now. I want to have a child, so I can only ask you to go to the inner room with me and have sex, so that I can have a child from you."

"This way, when I have a child, my husband will definitely treat me well!"

"Sir, you have already agreed. Please help me!"

???

Zheng Que was stunned. This favor was a bit stimulating, but...

brush!
Zheng Que suddenly cut his palm and performed a complicated spell at the same time.

【Ghost Controlling Technique】!
Since he had already confirmed that the other party was not a living person, he naturally had no intention of wasting time.

The next moment, the monk's blood, which contained the most yang energy, turned into a ball of blood mist, and flew up like a living thing, surrounding Sun Cui'er.

"what!!!"

Sun Cui'er immediately let out a shrill scream, as if she was very afraid of Zheng Que's spiritual blood.

Her scream startled the people in the house, and the door of the kitchen next door opened immediately. An elderly woman with a weather-beaten face and a patched skirt rushed out quickly.

As soon as the older woman saw what was happening in the yard, she flew into a rage. She grabbed a hoe and rushed towards Zheng Que, "Let go of my daughter-in-law!"

As she spoke, Old Lady Zhao smashed Zheng Que's head hard with the hoe in her hand.

Zheng Que happened to have his back to Old Lady Zhao at the moment. When he heard the sound of wind behind him, he couldn't help but frown. He was casting a spell now. If he stopped, the wife of Zhao Laoer would definitely run away immediately!

His mind raced as he immediately looked towards Qingli beside him: "Stop her! Don't hurt anyone..."

Before the word "life" was uttered, Qingli's figure had disappeared from the spot!
Bang!

The sound of a hoe falling to the ground was heard, and Old Mrs. Zhao, who had just rushed out of the house, was instantly hung up in the air.

Zheng Que frowned immediately, turned around and was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed.

In the field of vision of his [Spiritual Vision], the hung old lady Zhao was covered in black smoke, the smoke was even thicker than that of Sun Cui'er.

The old lady Zhao from the Zhao family is no longer alive!
(End of this chapter)