Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 253 Leaving Home. (Second Update!)

The guest room was dusty and grimy, with cobwebs piled up in the corners and a faint musty smell permeating the air.

Zheng Que opened his eyes and immediately saw that he was lying naked on the bed, with Ku Lan curled up on his chest, her cold, soft, and slender hands still tightly gripping the black silk umbrella.

The black umbrella was folded up at the moment, lying diagonally across the bedding, rising and falling gently with the slumber of the withered orchid.

Not far away, Qingli and Niannu hung quietly from the beam, showing no sign of swaying, clearly asleep.

Shu Yunying, on the other hand, tilted her head and dozed off in the position of sitting in the main seat.

The whole room was filled with sleepiness.

Looking around, Zheng Que was slightly taken aback. All four of his ghost servants had fallen into a deep sleep.

But he quickly realized that Kulan's umbrella had not been opened.

This is most likely because the other person needed to use the umbrella to support their body during the cultivation just now, so they put the umbrella away.

This is bad!
Even without Ku Lan holding an umbrella for him, he would fall asleep very quickly in this room!
Thinking of this, Zheng Que frowned, and immediately picked up Ku Lan's black silk umbrella, trying to open it. However, the mechanism of this seemingly ordinary silk umbrella seemed to be nailed shut, and no matter how hard he tried, it showed no sign of opening.

Just then, he suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps outside the door.

At the same time, familiar voices could be heard...

"Senior Lu, shall I go in with you?"

"No. Going into the wrong room would be very dangerous. You should go back to your own room first. I need to go in and wake Zheng Que."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que immediately understood that Lu Maohong had returned!

and many more!

I haven't even put my own clothes on yet!
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Que swiftly took out a set of clothes from his storage bag, put them on in no time, and at the same time opened his soul-nourishing bag and put Ku Lan and Shu Yunying inside.

Squeak!

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.

The newcomer had a thin and refined appearance; it was Lu Maohong.

As soon as he came in, he immediately turned around and closed the door, deftly pulling the latch shut.

However, just as Lu Maohong was about to wake Zheng Que, he was surprised to see Zheng Que standing by the bed with his clothes disheveled, holding the soul-nourishing bag in one hand and busily tying his belt with the other.

Lu Maohong was taken aback. Zheng Que had been in this guest room for several hours already, and he was still awake?!
At that moment, Zheng Que saw Lu Maohong enter and immediately asked calmly, "Senior Lu, what is the situation outside?"

Hearing this, Lu Maohong snapped out of his daze and immediately asked seriously, "Your clothes are so messy, did you just fight with a ghost?"

Fighting ghosts?
To be precise, that's exactly what happened...

While pondering, Zheng Que coughed and replied in a serious tone, "Just now, a ghost servant suddenly became disobedient, so I taught it a lesson."

Ghost Servant?

Lu Maohong listened and nodded slightly.

In this peculiar "strange" world, it is commonplace for ghost servants to turn on their masters; it is not unusual.

In a flash, he didn't press the matter further, but instead asked, "You weren't asleep in this guest room?"

Zheng Que shook his head slightly and said, "My ghost servant can help me resist this slumber."

"But now, that ghost servant is asleep too."

"If the younger generation continues to stay in this guest room, they will also fall asleep."

Upon hearing this, Lu Maohong couldn't help but look up at the two women hanging from the beam.

His old friend's disciple, though only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, possessed ghost servants that seemed to be more extraordinary than the last... Thinking of this, Lu Maohong sighed and said with a furrowed brow, "This is troublesome!"

"Shentu Jinghai and Yu Zhongyin got separated from me just now."

"Given the situation in this temple, they have most likely been misled and taken away."

"Just now, I received a fortune stick, and I can no longer stay outside."

"We can only wait for half an hour and see if the two of them can come back in time."

Shentu Jinghai is dead!

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que shook his head inwardly. Looking at Lu Maohong in front of him, he understood. Lu Maohong had encountered danger outside and felt that he could not resist it, so he returned to the guest courtyard and came to this guest room to take refuge.

Otherwise, the other party might stay outside until dawn!

Thinking of this, Zheng Que immediately said, "Senior Lu, I may go out for a while."

"However, what is the current situation outside? I hope you can enlighten me, senior?"

"In particular, what kind of danger did the senior encounter?"

Lu Maohong nodded slightly with a solemn expression and quickly said, "Just now, when I was walking, a fortune stick suddenly appeared in my hand."

"I don't know much about the divination slips at Wanshan Temple."

"But this suddenly appearing fortune stick, both the text and the bamboo stick itself, give me a very dangerous feeling."

"It wasn't just me. Zhang Guitu was talking to me at the time, and he had the exact same fortune slip in his hand."

"However, neither I nor he ever went to the main hall to draw lots."

"Based on what I understand now, it's likely that a disciple from the Xuanyuan Pavilion went to the main hall to draw lots, and moreover, something unexpected probably happened during the process..."

As he spoke, Lu Maohong raised his hand, took out an old bamboo stick, handed it to Zheng Que, and said in a deep voice, "This is the stick."

"Just look at it, don't touch it with your hands."

"I don't know if the person who drew this fortune stick will also encounter misfortune!"

Zheng Que examined the bamboo stick in front of him and nodded slightly. The bamboo stick didn't look special; it was just an old bamboo stick with all the green of the bamboo gone, and the whole thing was a pale yellow. Every stroke of the blood-red inscription was full of malice.

Zheng Que's gaze lingered briefly on the divination slip before he frowned and looked away.

This fortune slip gave him a very uncomfortable feeling.

In a flash, he asked, "Besides that, is there anything else I need to be careful about?"

Lu Maohong thought for a moment and immediately replied, "If you find that your memory is suddenly missing, come back to your room immediately."

Zheng Que nodded and said, "Okay!"

Seeing that Lu Maohong had nothing else to say, Zheng Que opened the Soul Nourishing Bag again and put Qingli and Niannu inside.

He quickly thought to himself, having already notified the ghost bride.

Next, I need to go outside the guest room and wake up all four of my ghost servants...

While pondering, Zheng Que walked straight outside.

creak.

The door opened, and Zheng Que had just stepped out of the threshold when he closed the door behind him.

He glanced at the empty courtyard and was about to open the soul-nourishing bag when he suddenly sensed something and turned his head sharply. He saw Zhang Guitu standing almost against the door, his eyes fixed on him with a deep, unwavering gaze...

(End of this chapter)