Random Treasure Chests in Full-Time Magician

Chapter 74 Zhao Manyan's Fortuitous Encounter

When Bai Feng carried the slightly drunk Jiang Shaoxu back to the temple, he saw Zhao Manyan lying on the ground, pale as death, as if he were seriously injured.

Meanwhile, Nan Rongni used her healing abilities to treat Zhao Manyan from time to time, while the others nearby anxiously whispered among themselves.

"You're finally back. Something happened to Zhao Manyan. After we woke up, we were planning to call everyone to go out for dinner, but we couldn't wake Zhao Manyan no matter what we did. When we came in, we found Zhao Manyan in this state!" Nan Jue said anxiously.

"Oh? It seems like his soul has been stolen by something." Bai Feng pondered for a moment before speaking hesitantly.

"Did you encounter anything strange today?" Bai Feng turned to the group and asked.

Upon hearing Bai Feng's question, everyone shook their heads. When it was Mo Fan's turn, he scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Um, I was just about to visit a temple when I met a pretty woman in a kimono. She asked me my name, and I told her my name, Lao Zhao."

Everyone looked at Mo Fan speechlessly after hearing this. Mo Fan was also a little embarrassed, after all, he had tricked his good brother.

"It seems there's something wrong with this temple. Let's all go and find out what's amiss," Bai Feng said to the group, glancing at Zhao Manyan's pale face and gradually cooling body.

He then patted Jiang Shaoxu's shapely buttocks, and Bai Feng suddenly felt a murderous gaze. Bai Feng turned his head and saw Ai Jiangtu, his brother-in-law, glaring at him with murderous intent.

Bai Feng coughed awkwardly twice, then quickly walked away in a random direction, still feeling that gaze even after walking quite a distance.

"Hehe~ What's wrong? Are you scared!" Jiang Shaoxu chuckled, cupped Bai Feng's face in her hands, and kissed him.

"You're kidding! I'm scared!" Bai Feng immediately retorted, and slapped Jiang Shaoxu's pert buttocks hard.

"Ooh~" Jiang Shaoxu cried out softly, quickly covering her back with her hands.

Meanwhile, Nan Jue, Ai Jiangtu, and Mo Fan arrived at a dilapidated hut in the back of the mountain. In the middle of the hut was a table with a wooden fish on it. The wooden fish looked very old and had some strange patterns carved on it.

When Mo Fan saw the wooden fish, he reached out to take it, but as soon as he got close, golden lightning was released from the wooden fish, striking Mo Fan's outstretched hand.

"Hiss! What the hell is that?!" Mo Fan cursed angrily after being shocked by the electric shock.

"This is a restriction!" Nan Jue was quite interested in these things and observed them from a distance.

"This is a Soul-level magical artifact, but we don't know what it does. However, there seems to be a small world inside. Some Soul-level magical artifacts can develop a spirit over time. Of course, it's not a small world that can carry people. If there is a mind-based mage, they should be able to send a person's consciousness in. Zhao Manyan was probably lured away by the spirit of this magical artifact," Nan Jue, Mo Fan, and Ai Jiangtu explained slowly.

"So what should we do now?" Mo Fan asked without thinking.

Nan Jue looked at Mo Fan as if he were an idiot, then said to Ai Jiangtu, "Call Jiang Shaoxu. She has psychic abilities. Have her come over and send your consciousness in to see what it is."

"This isn't safe, is it? After all, we're only going in with our consciousness," Mo Fan said hesitantly.

"Then Zhao Manyan can only wait to die."

"Alright, alright."

After receiving the call, Jiang Shaoxu had Bai Feng carry her towards the back of the mountain. The road was desolate, overgrown with weeds, and insects scurried around from time to time.

When Bai Feng and Jiang Shaoxu arrived at the dilapidated house, they saw Nan Jue examining the wooden fish, while Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu were waiting for them.

"What happened?" Bai Feng asked.

"You've arrived. In a moment, Jiang Shaoxu, use your mind control to send the consciousness of the three of them into this magical artifact. There should be clues about Zhao Manyan inside," Nan Jue said after standing up and seeing Jiang Shaoxu.

"Is there any danger?" Jiang Shaoxu asked hesitantly.

After Nan Jue explained the situation of the wooden fish to Jiang Shaoxu, Jiang Shaoxu was still somewhat reluctant, but she still agreed. She had just found a boyfriend and didn't want anything to happen to him, so it was normal for her to hesitate a little.

After Jiang Shaoxu sent the three people's consciousness into the magical artifact, their bodies were about to fall straight to the ground. Jiang Shaoxu quickly caught Bai Feng's body in her arms.

The three of them have now entered a place that is both illusory and somewhat real.

"Is this the small world where magical artifacts are born?" Mo Fan looked around and murmured.

The world born from this small world is the temple where everyone rests. Just then, a little monk walked past the three of them. The three of them looked at each other and followed the little monk.

The little monk seemed oblivious to the three people. As the group watched him grow up, he met a girl from a village at the foot of the mountain on one of his descents. They became acquainted and gradually developed feelings for each other.

One day, the abbot of the temple heard some gossip that the monks in the temple had been seeing women. When the abbot found out, he was furious and summoned all the monks to the main hall.

There was indeed a monk who frequently went down the mountain to frequent brothels. However, in order to absolve himself of suspicion, he claimed that he had once bumped into the young monk with a woman at the foot of the mountain.

When the girl found out, she jumped off the cliff to prove her innocence. The young monk, upon learning of the girl's suicide, also committed suicide in the temple. The other monks must have realized they had wronged the young monk, but for the sake of the temple's ancestral offerings, the abbot suppressed the matter.

The three of them watched as if they were watching a story, and this story kept repeating itself in the world.

The three of them began to discuss things in the small world. Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu thought that the demon spirit that had stolen Zhao Manyan's soul was the little girl.

Bai Feng did say that the spirit was the monk, and then he said to the two of them, "First of all, the little girl didn't die in the temple. She died on a cliff several kilometers away. It shouldn't be that she possessed this wooden fish from such a long distance. Secondly, this monk was wronged and died, or he committed suicide after the death of his beloved. The resentment and unwillingness in his heart may have made this monk an evil spirit. So this spirit is most likely this monk."

The two listened in a daze, and after thinking for a while, they both nodded in agreement that it made sense.

(End of this chapter)