The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

“Father…” Zhang Xing called out softly, his eyes complex and empty, filled with both grief and confusion.

aside.

Su Chen watched silently for a long time without saying a word.

Seeing her younger brother Zhang Xing's appearance, his mother was heartbroken, and an aura of death emanated from her body, as if she wanted to follow Zhang Shanhai in death. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

half an hour.

In the somber atmosphere, Su Chen suddenly said in a deep voice, "Mother, don't be sad, I have a way."

The words were spoken.

The entire main hall fell silent instantly. Mother Xu also stopped crying and looked at him with confusion and astonishment.

Zhang Xing's face also showed confusion, not knowing what his crazy older brother was talking about.

What should we do?

Coroner Wen Zhou was the first to regain his senses. He looked at Su Chen, his voice tinged with hesitation and inquiry.

"Young Master Zhang... do you mean you have a way to find the murderer who killed Master Zhang?"

This statement came out.

The county yamen runners couldn't help but exchange glances, their faces showing surprise.

Catching murderers and solving cases has always been the responsibility of the government. What can a rich merchant's son possibly do?

The mother, Xu, sobbed as she said, "My son, it's very dangerous. Let these officers go."

Although he was very jealous of the older brother in front of him, Zhang Xing nodded.

“Young Master Zhang, Madam is right. Our yamen will take care of catching the murderer,” said coroner Wen Zhou.

Upon hearing this, Su Chen glanced at them but did not reply.

His gaze fell upon his father, Zhang Shanhai, who was lying on the bed, his face pale and bloodless, his body lifeless, having bled too much and whose soul had long since left his body and who had been dead for some time.

Su Chen sighed, then a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

When he said he had a way, he wasn't referring to finding the so-called murderer, but rather saving people!

My father, Zhang Shanhai, is dead; his soul has left my body. Even I can't help him.

But if there is a soul, then it's different!

At this moment, the soul of the father, Zhang Shanhai, has most likely already gone to the underworld.

If we can make a trip to the underworld and retrieve the soul of my father, Zhang Shanhai, there is a way to bring him back to life!

Su Chen had already made up his mind.

Looking at the puzzled coroners, his younger brother Zhang Xing, and his heartbroken mother Xu, he calmly said, "Mother, don't move Father's body yet. Wait for me, I will find a way."

As he spoke, he faced the puzzled and astonished gazes of his mother, Xu, his younger brother, Zhang Xing, and the coroner.

Su Chen turned and left the main hall, heading outside, intending to go out and find the soul of the recently deceased, and then follow that soul to the underworld.

Chapter 44 The Black Tiger Gang's Bloody and Cowardly Labor

Watching Xuan'er's departing figure, Madam Xu and the others sighed inwardly.

"Madam, your son is just too worried, that's why he's thinking of finding the murderer who killed Master Zhang."

The coroner, Wen Zhou, frowned, sighed, and quickly said, "Madam, don't worry, our people will keep an eye on Young Master Zhang and won't let the murderer who killed Master Zhang harm him."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Zhou gave a wink to the constables beside him.

The constables understood.

Two of them, Pei Ran and Wu Han, immediately stepped forward, bowed, and took their leave. They then turned and strode off in the direction where Young Master Zhang had gone.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xu's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

She was genuinely afraid.

I'm afraid that Xuan'er might do something foolish in a moment of impulse.

The old man had only been gone for a short time, and she dared not think about whether her body could withstand it if something happened to Xuan'er as well.

With two constables protecting him now, Xuan'er should be fine. He'll come back once he calms down.

As she thought this, Mrs. Xu looked sadly at her husband, who was lying on the stretcher, pale and lifeless, having been dead for a long time.

At the same time.

On the other side.

After chasing out of the Zhang family's gate, the two constables, Wu Han and Pei Ran, immediately stopped and looked around.

People come and go on the streets.

But there was no sign of Young Master Zhang.

"What about people?"

Wu Han frowned and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "This young master of the Zhang family runs away too fast, doesn't he? He just came out and disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Pei Ran's expression was rather unpleasant, and her tone was clearly tense.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and find it!"

"If something happens to this young master Zhang as well, the two of us won't be able to explain ourselves when we get back!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Han felt a chill run down his spine.

Just as the two of them were looking for someone.

……

Su Chen's figure had already quietly arrived at the Black Tiger Gang's base, hiding in a dim corner.

Looking at the Black Tiger Gang's stronghold in the distance, a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

Originally, he didn't want to indiscriminately kill innocent people; he only wanted to cause trouble for Zhao Liuzi and his group. But now it seems he was too naive. Some people who shouldn't exist should be cleaned up as soon as possible.

Sensing the dozens of weak auras within the Black Tiger Gang's base, and noticing that one of them carried the aura of his father, Zhang Haishan.

Su Chen remained calm.

The next second, he mobilized his internal magical power and activated the Flower Blooming Moment from afar, aiming it at the people stationed in the Black Tiger Gang's territory.

"what……"

Instantly, a scream came from the Black Tiger Gang's stronghold, but it stopped abruptly just a moment later.

As ordinary people, they can only endure for such a short time.

Soon, the entire settlement fell into a deathly silence.

All breaths dissipated, leaving only the last one, still throbbing nervously.

Su Chen's figure swept lightly, landing gracefully in the Black Tiger Gang's territory.

"Oh, what's wrong with you guys?"

"There's a ghost!"

A tall, thin, fierce-looking young man collapsed to the ground, his pupils contracted, and his face was filled with pure fear.

Just now, he was still enthusiastically boasting to a group of friends about how he had tortured and killed that old man from the Zhang family, reminiscing about the desperate look on the other man's face before he died.

In the blink of an eye, the row of smiling people suddenly became covered with pale red flowers.

Then, in the blink of an eye, they wailed as their bodies withered and dissipated, turning into pale pink peaches the size of a fingernail!

This scene was so terrifying that he stumbled backward and fell to the ground, a chill running through his heart.

The unknown, coupled with the looming shadow of death, made him so terrified that he wet his pants.

A puddle of yellow water spread beneath him.

Just as he was trembling with fear, a cold, calm voice echoed in his ears.

"You were the one who did it?"

Young man Feng Heng subconsciously turned his head and saw a boy dressed in moon-white clothes lightly leap in.

"Zhang...the eldest young master of the Zhang family?"

He stared blankly, recognizing the person in front of him.

Suddenly, Feng Heng realized something and exclaimed in horror, "It's...it's you?"

"What kind of sorcery did you use? Are you a ghost or monster?!"

"Help……"

He screamed.

Su Chen reached out and grabbed his neck, silencing his scream, and then squeezed it tightly.

Feng Heng's face flushed red, his expression filled with terror.

During this process, Feng Heng struggled desperately, trying to resist and grab him with his hands.

Unfortunately, as an ordinary person, he couldn't even scratch his skin, let alone resist; it was all in vain.

Su Chen slowly clenched his right hand, watching the man's face turn purple, suffocating, in pain, and convulsing.

A moment later.

Feng Heng stared wide-eyed, his eyes still filled with resentment and bitterness, before falling completely silent.

"Ok?"

Just as the other person's breath ceased, Su Chen's heart stirred slightly, and his gaze fell upon his corpse.

A wisp of yin energy quietly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a figure so ethereal it seemed as if it might be blown away by the wind at any moment slowly emerged from Feng Heng's body.

Looking at the calm-looking young man in front of him, Feng Heng's face was full of resentment and bitterness, and he looked like he wanted to do something.

Unfortunately, as a newly born ghost, he couldn't influence anything.

Under Su Chen's gaze, Feng Heng's body gradually became transparent, as if he were about to penetrate the present world and go somewhere else.

"really!"

"The underworld..."

Su Chen's eyes lit up slightly.

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed Feng Heng, and amidst the other's astonished expression, followed him to the underworld.

Meanwhile, during this process, he also took the peaches left behind by the Black Tiger Gang members, which contained a slight amount of Taoist cultivation.

……

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the world was plunged into darkness.

There was no sunlight around, it was completely dark, and a thin mist was faintly visible.

The yin energy was like a fog, surging and refusing to dissipate.

In the distance, shadowy figures could be seen in the fog, some walking slowly with their heads down, others staggering along, their steps unsteady, as if they might be swept away by the eerie wind at any moment.

Su Chen's vision blurred for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, what greeted him was a gloomy and deathly scene.

"Such heavy yin energy..."

He murmured softly.

Unlike the mortal realm, this place seemed to be upside down. He could clearly feel that the surrounding environment was filled with yin energy, and the yang energy was suppressed to the point of almost non-existence.

Even the yang energy in his body seemed to be suppressed!

However, because his magical power and cultivation were so high, this suppression had a negligible effect on him.

At this moment, Su Chen sensed something and looked to his right.

Feng Heng's soul, which had been somewhat ethereal, suddenly became much more solid.

Upon noticing the change in himself, Feng Heng was first taken aback, then an undisguised look of ecstasy appeared on his face.