Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 47 The mount ran away... (First update!)

Two hours later, Zheng Que finally brought Qingli back to the outskirts of Changfu Town.

The entire town has now turned into ruins, with houses collapsed, walls toppled, ponds filled with debris, and vegetation broken... Corpses are occasionally exposed among the ruins, all of them purple in color and without any breath.

The streets were filled with the feeling of death, and everything was silent.

Looking at the nearby town, Zheng Que suddenly stopped and looked at Qingli beside him: "How many ghosts are there in the town?"

Qingli snorted coldly and immediately replied, "I only sensed one ghost from the Tongue-Pulling Hell, and it was very weak."

"But I wonder if that old ghost, who is only a bone, is still here."

Having said this, Qingli paused, then continued with great satisfaction, "Although my aunt wants to use that old ghost to make soup, you, a human child, don't have to rush over here just to please my aunt."

"That old ghost has at least several hundred years of cultivation. The matter of stewing the soup still needs to be carefully considered..."

Before Qingli could finish her words, Zheng Que had already shouted loudly to the town: "[Evil Shadow Play]! [Evil Shadow Play]..."

His voice was so high that it quickly spread throughout the ruins of the town and echoed off the broken walls.

However, after shouting for more than ten times, nothing happened around him, and [Evil Shadow Play] showed no sign of appearing.

Zheng Que frowned immediately, and then without hesitation, he walked straight into the town.

click, click, click...

The sound of footsteps broke the deathly silence of the town. The once clean streets were now covered with collapsed bricks, stones, and mud, mixed with all kinds of clothes, household items, and corpses... A faint stench of decay could be smelled in the air.

Zheng Que took Qingli walking on the congested long street. The surroundings were like a frozen painting, lifeless. They did not encounter any ghosts along the way, nor did they see any survivors.

It seems that because of the rampage of the [Evil Shadow Play] last night, all the ghosts in the town have been scared away...

After a while, Zheng Que and Qingli had already circled the entire town, but [Evil Shadow Play] still hadn't appeared, as if it had already left the town long ago.

Seeing this, Zheng Que frowned even tighter. He didn't believe that such an "evil" as [Evil Shadow Play] couldn't come out during the day, and he didn't believe that the other party couldn't find him now.

There is only one possibility in the current situation... [Evil Shadow Play] refused to come and be his mount, and had already sneaked away before he arrived at the town!
Outrageous!

This "evil" is so bold!

Next time I enter the underworld, I will call him over again and scare him again!
Thinking of this, Zheng Que sneered and immediately turned and walked towards the mayor's house.

Now, no one knows where [Evil Shadow] has gone, and he has no way to deal with him for the time being, but there is a powerful medicine hidden in the mayor's house.

That powerful medicine can increase the speed of my cultivation, so I must get it as soon as possible.

Besides that, there are a few old books passed down from the mayor's ancestors, which are suspected to be books left by monks. It would be best if we could get our hands on them...

While thinking, Zheng Que took Qingli through the ruins and came to the original location of the mayor's house.

This house, once the most luxurious in the town, has now collapsed beyond recognition. The courtyard wall has completely collapsed, the blue brick paved corridor is uneven, and only half of the main rooms lined up in a row are left. A large number of tables, chairs, and cabinets are mixed with mud and sand, scattered all over the ground.

boom.

Zheng Que kicked away half of the wooden basin that was blocking his way, looked around, and quickly began to search from the ruins of the ear room that served as a study.

Soon, he picked up a pile of books from the mud.

The book's cover was covered in cloth, and its spine was smeared with red and green... It was exactly the same volume that Xu Houde had placed on the desk when he had called him. Zheng Que flipped through the volumes, examining them one by one. Most of them contained miscellaneous notes, small matters in the town, personal relationships, account books...

As time passed, after flipping through the books for a while, he found five special volumes among them.

These five volumes are extremely old and emit a faint scent of camphor.

Among the five volumes, the cover of the first one has the words "Ghost Identification" written on it; the next three volumes are "Basic Spiritual Medicine", "Notes on Collecting Herbs", and "Key Points for Making Medicines" respectively; the last volume seems to be a notebook.

Zheng Que quickly determined that these five books should be the old books passed down from ancestors that the mayor mentioned.

However, these five books are obviously very old, the paper is very fragile, and they seem to have been read frequently, with many defects inside.

What surprised him was that the notebook recorded some information about Taiping County at the beginning, but the content later was actually his experience in alchemy.

The mayor's ancestor was not only a cultivator, but also seemed to be an alchemist!

Without having time to read the notebook carefully, Zheng Que put away all five books and continued to search in the ruins.

Ping Pong Pong...

Zheng Que pushed aside numerous bricks, stones, mud, sand, pillars, and furniture, searching the Xu family's house inch by inch.

As the sun was about to set, he had almost searched the entire Xu family's house, but still couldn't find the medicinal herb.

Zheng Que couldn't help but frown. After thinking for a moment, he turned to look at Qingli, who was hanging on a broken beam in mid-air. "Qingli, there's a medicinal herb with very rich spiritual energy here. Can you sense where it is?"

Qingli snorted coldly and immediately replied, "You little human, do you really think I can sense everything?"

"My aunt's job is to only sense the ghosts in the Tongue-Pulling Hell."

"There's only one demon from the Tongue-Pulling Hell here, and it's underground."

"But the Yin energy is too weak, I'm not interested!"

Hearing this, Zheng Que was disappointed for a moment, but soon he realized, underground?
He had searched the entire mayor's house but found no basement.

Zheng Que's mind raced as he said, "Take me to find that ghost!"

Qingli snorted lightly, but still floated down from the broken beam and walked in one direction.

Zheng Que followed immediately.

Not long after, Qingli brought Zheng Que to the center of a fairly tidy ruin. This seemed to be the location of the back garden. Next to the flower bed was a rockery more than two people high. Half of the rockery collapsed in the turmoil last night, and the other half stood alone.

Qingli pointed to the flower street ground next to the rockery and said, "It's right below here."

Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately started to clear away all the debris on the ground, revealing a plum blossom pattern made of pebbles and broken porcelain underneath, which looked very solid.

Zheng Que threw a punch directly at the ground on Huajie Street.

boom! !

The ground here was much more solid than it looked. Even with his current level of Qi training at the second level, after he punched it, the entire ground didn't react at all.

There is indeed a problem below!

(End of this chapter)