The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

Old Mrs. Chen let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ghosts...there really are ghosts!!!"

Chu Erhai looked at his mother's rotting and stinking foot and was so frightened that his legs went weak and his stomach churned.

"Mom! What happened to your foot!"

Old Mrs. Chen shoved him away, scrambling backward as she pointed at the dark door.

"He said it...he said it! A disaster of rotting flesh! A disaster of rotting flesh really exists!"

"That brat! He's not human! He's here to take lives!"

Inside the house, Chu Chen listened to the commotion outside, his little face expressionless.

The oyster shells were covered with a type of putrefactive fungus commonly found on the coast. Once there was a wound, the infection would spread quickly and violently, just as he had "asserted".

Chu Erhai, trembling, applied salt water to Old Lady Chen and searched for herbs, working on it for most of the night. After that, no one dared to approach the room.

Late at night.

All sounds are silent.

Chu Chen only got up from the ground after confirming that the people outside were too exhausted to continue.

He needs to get his mother settled in quickly.

The seaside is very humid; if I bury her carelessly, her body will be completely destroyed in less than three days.

We must find a place with abundant moisture and spiritual energy.

He was small and moved lightly, slipping silently through the crack in the door.

The moonlight shines brightly on the sea at night by the sea.

The cold sea breeze made him shiver.

Chu Chen gritted his teeth and focused the last bit of divine power on his eyes.

The world before my eyes changed instantly.

The beaches and reefs were no longer physical objects, but rather wisps of gray, white, and blue mist.

What he was looking for was a place with the densest azure spiritual energy and where the most yin water vapor lingered.

His small body weaved through the rocks, avoiding the puddles left by the rising tide, and ran towards a secluded cliff by the sea.

Finally, he stopped in front of a hidden, damp cave at the bottom of the cliff.

The entrance to the cave is extremely low, and it is half-submerged by seawater at high tide, but the inside of the cave is a completely different world.

Inside the cave, there is a natural stone platform, and next to it is a pool of fresh water seeping from a crevice in the rock, which is clear and sweet.

This is it!

Nourished by the yin waters and surrounded by pure spiritual energy, it is the best place to nurture the soul.

Chu Chen noted down the location, not daring to linger, and slipped back before dawn.

……

Early the next morning.

There was a lot of noise in the Chen family's courtyard.

Old Mrs. Chen's feet were wrapped in thick, dirty cloths, which were oozing yellow pus. She was limping and pulling a Taoist priest wearing a Bagua robe and carrying a wooden sword towards the house.

"Master Huang! It's him! That brat is inside!"

"You'd better get rid of this evil spirit for me! I'll pay any price!"

Old Mrs. Chen was both afraid and resentful, and dared not go herself, so she spent a lot of money to invite the most "powerful" Taoist priest Huang from the neighboring village.

Huang, the Taoist priest, twirled a few strands of his goat's beard and squinted as he examined the brick house.

"Rest assured, I've been exorcising demons for thirty years, and I've never encountered one I couldn't cure!"

With a creak, the door was kicked open by Chu Erhai.

As the light shone in, the little boy sat quietly beside his mother, his big, dark eyes looking at them.

"It's him!" Old Mrs. Chen pointed at Chu Chen, her voice trembling.

The Taoist priest strode in, circled Chu Chen twice, and muttered something under his breath.

"What kind of demon are you! State your name at once!"

He suddenly stuck a yellow paper talisman on Chu Chen's forehead.

Chu Chen didn't dodge, letting him stick close to him.

Just as Huang Daoshi turned around, her small hand moved with lightning speed, gently pinching his Dazhui acupoint on the back of his head with her fingernail.

A barely perceptible wisp of paralyzing toxin traveled along his fingertips.

Unaware of what was happening, Huang the Taoist began wielding his wooden sword while loudly chanting incantations that no one could understand.

The people gathered in the courtyard watched with bated breath.

Old Mrs. Chen stared intently, waiting to see the little devil get beaten to a pulp.

suddenly!

The Taoist priest Huang remained still.

The wooden sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he stood there stiffly, his eyes glazed over, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Taoist Master? Taoist Master Huang?" Old Mrs. Chen called out softly.

no response.

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly changed.

"What's going on? Why isn't the Taoist priest moving?"

"Could it be that he's been turned on by that brat?"

As they were talking, Huang Daoshi suddenly raised his head and spoke in a deep, muffled voice that sounded like it came from the bottom of the sea.

"You audacious mortal! How dare you disturb my peaceful cultivation!"

That shout startled everyone!

That's not the voice of the Taoist priest Huang!

Grandma Chen was so frightened that she fell to the ground with a thud, her face turning pale.

"The...Sea Dragon King?" an elderly fisherman called out, his voice trembling.

"The Dragon King has appeared!"

"Splash! Splash!"

In the courtyard, everyone instantly knelt down.

Chu Erhai and Old Lady Chen were also terrified and scrambled to their knees to kowtow.

"Dragon King, spare me! Dragon King, spare me!"

Chu Chen huddled in the corner, watching this scene, a sly glint in his eyes.

The Taoist priest, who was "possessed by the Dragon King," slowly turned around and pointed a finger directly at Lin Xiu on the ground.

"This woman was a kind person, yet she died unjustly here, her resentment reaching the heavens!"

"If any of you dare to carelessly dispose of her body and disturb her soul, I will summon a colossal wave to flood your entire fishing village!"

When Old Mrs. Chen heard this, she was terrified.

"Dragon King! What...what should we do? Please, Dragon King, show us the way!"

The "Dragon King" snorted.

"Below the East Cliff, Tide Sound Cave, beside Dinghai Reef."

"Place her carefully on the stone platform, let her be baptized by the tides, and let the sea offer her sacrifices."

"It will ensure her resentment dissipates and bless you... with bountiful catches every year."

As soon as the words "full catch" were uttered, Old Mrs. Chen suddenly raised her head.

The fear on her face vanished instantly, and her eyes shone with light.

She forgot all about kowtowing and looked up, asking, "Dragon King, is it really possible to have a full catch?"

The "Dragon King" ignored her, his body went limp, and he fell backward.

Chu Erhai quickly helped him up, and the Taoist priest woke up, looking completely bewildered.

"What...what happened to me just now?"

The surrounding villagers were in an uproar.

"Taoist priest, you've been possessed by the Dragon King!"

"The Dragon King himself has pointed out a blessed land! The Chen family is about to become rich!"

Huang, the Taoist priest, was stunned, but his face quickly became full of smugness.

Even the Dragon King used his body to manifest his power. Let's see who in the surrounding villages will dare not believe in him after this!

Old Mrs. Chen's mind is now filled with thoughts of getting rich.

She scrambled to her feet, no longer afraid, and shouted at Chu Erhai.

"What are you all standing there for! Quick! Find someone! Take your sister-in-law to the place the Dragon King pointed out!"

"hurry up!"

Chu Erhai was also so excited that his face turned red.

He immediately ran out to call for help, promised many benefits, and found several strong fishermen who carried Lin Xiu on wooden planks and headed towards the cliff by the sea.

Grandma Chen followed behind, urging them on.

Chu Chen followed behind the group, a naive expression on his face.

"Grandma, I know the way, I'll take you there!"

Old Mrs. Chen now finds Chu Chen much more agreeable. He's not a debt collector at all; he's a lucky star who brings wealth.

"Alright, alright! Lead the way!"

Under Chu Chen's "guidance", the group quickly found the Tide Sound Cave.

Everyone was astonished to see a place exactly as the "Dragon King" had described.

"My God! It's exactly what the Dragon King said!"

"This is amazing! This place is really strange!"

Now, no one doubted it anymore.

Several fishermen carefully carried Lin Xiu's body into the cave and placed it on the stone platform.

Chu Chen rushed over, crying and shouting, "I want to build seashells for Mommy! I want to build beautiful seashells for Mommy!"

He cried as he picked up the colorful seashells from the hole and placed them one by one on Lin Xiu.

The adults just thought he was a sad child and couldn't bear to see him like that, so they let him be.

No one noticed that the seemingly messy arrangement of the seashells he placed was actually a small "spirit-gathering array" that could concentrate the spiritual energy of the area onto his mother.

After doing all that, he finally straightened Lin Xiu's clothes.

When I reached into the inner pocket, I felt an envelope.

Chu Chen's heart skipped a beat. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, he quickly took it out and clenched it in his palm.

After everyone had left, he was the only one left at the cave entrance. He walked to the side and tremblingly opened the envelope.

It was an unmailed letter, the handwriting delicate, yet stained with tears.

The letter begins:

"To my father..."

At the end of the letter was an address and a signature.

The address is: Jishetang, Beijing.

The signature reads: "Unfilial daughter, Lin Xiu."

Inside the envelope was a faded black-and-white photograph of an elderly man in a white coat, with a sage-like air and sharp eyes.

Chu Chen understood instantly.

His maternal grandfather was a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Beijing known as "Jishi"!