Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 155 Assimilation
Lin Jiang didn't sleep well last night.

He was dreaming.

In his dream, he saw the woman he had met during the day again. She was actually fighting fiercely with the little golden men in the palace he was looking into. The battle raged until the sky darkened, and she was eventually subdued by the golden men.

The absurd dream left Lin Jiang, who had just woken up, sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time in a daze.

A strange sensation, like silk threads, enveloped his body. He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and re-entered the inner realm.

Lin Jiang glanced around.

The palace still stood deep within my consciousness, completely unchanged.

It was still dilapidated, still so dark.

It turned out to be just an illusion.

Lin Jiang felt relieved.

Just as he was about to leave, the golden army appeared from the shadows, marching in perfect rhythm.

The little golden statuettes were perfectly aligned, and their hands were raised high.

The little golden figure is holding a woman in its hands.

Lin Jiang also recognized this woman.

It was Liu Fangyue!
Lin Jiang: "?"

At first glance, Liu Fangyue had her eyes closed and appeared to be unconscious.

Why did she end up here?
The little golden statuettes gently placed the person on the ground like a treasure being presented, heads held high, hands on hips, awaiting praise.

Lin Jiang first squatted down to take a look at Liu Fangyue, and found that she showed no signs of waking up anytime soon.

and……

A mysterious feeling suddenly arose in his mind.

Liu Fangyue seemed to blend seamlessly into the entire palace, as if her life and death were entirely in her own hands.

even,

Lin Jiang reached out and gently pressed down on the other person's body, and Liu Fangyue's ankle instantly turned into golden fragments.

really,

The woman before him was exactly the same as the golden figure inside the hall, completely different from the flesh and blood body he had seen yesterday.

"Can you wake her up?"

The little golden figures nodded, and the one in the lead walked directly to Liu Fangyue and poked her forehead with his thin arm.

next moment,
Liu Fangyue, who had been unconscious, opened her eyes again, still groggily.

She looked around blankly, like a newborn baby.

Finally, their gaze fell upon Lin Jiang.

"Hello, boss."

"Wait, wait." Lin Jiang waved his hand: "Let's not talk about why you're here or why you call me boss."

“Because you are my employer,” Liu Fangyue replied matter-of-factly.

Lin Jiang subconsciously looked at the little golden figures, thought for a moment, and then pointed:
"So what do you think of these little guys?"

“We are all brothers and sisters from the same source, and we are also your subordinates.” She said sincerely.

Lin Jiang slapped his thigh, energized:

"So you can understand what they're saying!?"

"No," Liu Fangyue said honestly. "I haven't learned my older brothers' and sisters' language yet, but I will try my best."

Lin Jiang: "..."

He hesitated for a moment before speaking:

Do you remember what happened yesterday?

“I remember.” She nodded again: “I was ordered by Minister Liu to use a nightmare to murder my master. However, I was killed in the dream, and then I was reborn here.”

Lin Jiang was already scratching his head.

I'll let you kill me?
When did I kill you?

What surprised him even more was Liu Fangyue's current state.

like……

They retain their original memories but lose their sense of identity with their former self.

He had never seen this state before; it was truly...

strangeness.

What should I do next?

Lin Jiang stared at Liu Fangyue in front of him, lost in thought.

This woman has most likely transformed into another kind of golden statue, becoming, in a sense, a soul completely controlled by herself.

"Is his cultivation still intact?"

"It's still there." Liu Fangyue nodded: "The method is still intact."

"What is your cultivation level?"

"He is a cultivator at the sixth level of the Dao, skilled in using talismans to set up altars, and specializes in Yin Five Elements incantations. He will be able to serve you if you have any needs."

"So when you wanted my birth date and time, you actually wanted to curse me?"

"Indeed, it's a pity the incantation is ineffective against you. I wanted to take some skin flakes, but the master's golden body is unbreakable, so I couldn't pry them off."

"That's quite a unique approach."

"It's just a small trick."

Lin Jiang turned to look at the little golden statue.

"Can she use her magic here?"

The little golden figures nodded.

Lin Jiang thought carefully about Liu Fangyue's role.

In this case……

Wouldn't it be possible for him to search for other people's birth dates and times outside, obtain them, and then have Liu Fangyue perform magic on them?

hiss.

It seems to work quite well.

Although Fang Gutou also possessed magical arts, he was certainly far inferior to this woman.

"Very good," Lin Jiang exclaimed.

After hearing Lin Jiang's words, Liu Fangyue thought for a moment:

"How about I kill Minister Liu for you?"

“I have lived in his house for many years. I know his birth date and time and his real name. If I wanted to, I could take his life directly.”

Lin Jiang's eye twitched slightly:
"That's not necessarily the case. Someone will take care of it in a while. You won't be needed."

"It seems that Minister Liu is nothing more than a clown in the master's eyes, and his efforts are truly laughable." Liu Fangyue tilted her head: "Then what do you need me to do?"

For a moment, Lin Jiang was truly stumped. Although Liu Fangyue was very useful.

However, most of her methods were used to harm others secretly, specializing in killing. Lin Jiang indeed had no one he wanted to kill in the capital.

He then began to think about it.

"Are you skilled in magic?"

"It's definitely not as good as what the boss is good at."

"I am a warrior."

"...That's definitely not something the boss is good at."

"I want to learn some magic."

"Then I will definitely do my best to teach my employer."

"Okay." Lin Jiang thought for a moment, "Secondly, we also need to help these people."

As Lin Jiang spoke, he pointed to the little golden figures around him.

The little golden statues immediately put their hands on their hips, looking smug and self-satisfied.

"Then what do I need to do?"

"They are repairing the palace, and you need to help them with the repairs."

Liu Fangyue turned her head and looked around at the vast, ruined palace:

"As colleagues, we should work together to rebuild the immortal abode of the master."

Do you know what this palace is?

"I don't know, I only know that I must fix this place." Liu Fangyue said sincerely.

Lin Jiang stared intently at Liu Fangyue.

She resembles Liu Fangyue, but her inner self is completely different.

It looks like...

My palace has many unexpected functions.

"Get familiar with this place first, then find a place to stay anywhere, but don't go to the yard with the trees in the back. Any other place is fine." Lin Jiang thought for a moment, "I'll come back to you tonight to study law."

"I obey your orders."

After saying that, Lin Jiang didn't know what else to say, so he instructed the little golden men to keep a close eye on Liu Fangyue before turning and leaving.

After Lin Jiang disappeared, Liu Fangyue looked down at the little golden figures on the ground.

"What are we going to do next? Hmm? Get me a place to stay?"

As the golden statuettes continued to gesture, Liu Fangyue could barely understand the meaning behind their movements.

She thought for a while:

"Where to stay? Keep a rope handy, you could hang yourself from the beam to sleep."

……

Inside the Ministry of War's main courtyard in the capital, Gongyang Wei and a scholar sat facing each other in the main room, their eyes fixed on the objects on the table.

"Did you fail?" the scholar asked.

“It failed.” Gongyang Wei’s fingertips traced the documents on the table, the ink on the silk surface vividly depicting the changes in Minister Liu’s mansion.

During my previous visit to the Liu residence, besides discussing important matters with the Minister, I also did something else.

That was to leave the copper coin that Kun Dao had prepared at the Liu family.

This is the art of listening to the wind, which, when combined with a specially made scroll, can reveal all the events in the mansion.

Although Gongyang Wei disliked Kundao (a type of Daoist practice), he had to admit that Kundao's methods were indeed very effective.

If he were really to handle this matter, he would only have a few spies squatting in the corner of the house all night to listen for sounds.

"Young Master Lin is quite capable. The Liu family's retainer, a sixth-level cultivator, lost his life before they even met."

Gongyang Wei also sighed.

"Should we try to persuade Minister Liu to take action again?"

“It’s unlikely to succeed.” Gongyang Wei shook his head: “If the Minister were still in power, he would probably still try to continue this matter, but he has long lost his former ambition. Seeing Lin Jiang’s skills, he would probably be so flustered that he would lose his composure.”

Gongyang Wei even sneered: "Given the temperament of these civil officials, after weighing the pros and cons, they will surely come to apologize and seek peace between the two sides."

"A high-ranking official like him disregards his dignity?" The scholar frowned upon hearing this. "He is, after all, a high-ranking official in the court. Surely he wouldn't stoop to such a position?"

"Hehe, brother, you've never been involved in the Kyoto officialdom, have you?"

"I haven't been in Beijing for long; I've been away from home the whole time."

"That's right." Gongyang Wei directly mocked, "When they're in power, they put on a dignified air, as if no one in the world can compare to their meager face. When they lose power, they cower like mice, as if they were born to be such cowards. In the eyes of such people, bowing down and apologizing is the easiest thing to do."

"What a skillful way to advance and retreat."

"It has always been this way."

"Then what should we do?" the scholar asked again.

"As the general said, rotten mud can't be plastered on a wall. It's just a discarded pawn, so let it go."

Gongyang Wei closed the book and pondered for a moment:
"Now that the Ministry of War has withdrawn from the East Wind, who in the court will be there to help him? In less than half a day, 'distinguished guests' will come to the door of the Minister's residence."

"Just wait and see."

As they were talking, they suddenly heard some noises coming from the doorway.

Looking to the side, I realized it was Kundao who had returned.

"Where have you been these past two days? I haven't seen you anywhere." The scholar asked, gesturing towards the courtyard. Upon hearing this, the woman smiled and shook her head.

"I didn't go anywhere. I just made a little extra money."

Kun Dao took out a few copper coins from his pocket and showed them to her.

"Why bother going out to earn such a small amount of money?"

“That’s different.”

"What's different?"

The woman remained silent.

Seeing that he was making a fool of himself, the scholar stopped talking to him.

Kun Dao also found a secluded spot and plopped down on a stone chair.

She reached out and took out the two copper coins from her bosom, but her expression became somewhat inscrutable.

This is still...

This was the first time she had ever seen such a unique destiny.

She hadn't actually finished speaking at that time.

If it is the Star Palace Master Ziwei, then she is the ruler of the world, the one sitting above all others.

Of course, this is just a typical fate.

If it's a special time-bound melody...

Kun Dao touched the copper coin a couple of times, and had already made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)