Please control me, my divine being!

As the situation stabilized, more people began to travel between towns and villages.

But as Granny Yang said, the checks at the city gate were much stricter than she had imagined. In addition to asking where she came from and what her hometown was, they would also ask what she was doing in the city.

Without a legitimate reason, you will be stopped and driven away; if you encounter someone suspicious, you may be detained.

Li Qinghe had already seen several people next to her being shackled by the guards.

"Gentlemen, this is the badge of the Huiquan Chamber of Commerce. Next to me is my apprentice, the one who runs errands for you." Granny Yang said naturally.

"Okay, go in." The guard glanced at them but didn't make things difficult.

Just as Li Qinghe was passing by, the weasels next to him suddenly started howling.

"Halt!" A guard's eyes changed slightly: "Master Huang said you have the scent of the Fa Cult on you."

Splash!

Several guards stepped forward at once.

Granny Yang sighed, reached out and wiped the face of the nearest zombie, revealing a hideous expression: "An old woman deals with corpses every day, how could I not pick up all sorts of smells? Maybe some of these corpses were once members of the Fa Sect."

The group's expressions changed slightly, completely surprised that the old woman in front of them was actually a cultivator.

And it looks really weird.

Although they had invited guardian spirits to protect them, they were not yet disciples, so they were naturally at a disadvantage against cultivators.

Now that they're here as guards, if they were still ordinary people, they wouldn't dare to talk much with these superhumans.

The weasel next to him, seeing that they were zombies, didn't ask any further questions and turned its head to look at the next group of people entering the city.

The guards breathed a sigh of relief, their voices becoming more friendly and respectful than before: "Go in."

"Thank you for your help."

Grandma Yang beckoned Li Qinghe to follow, and the two quickly entered the city gate.

Compared to the few streets in Huangshui Town, Lianshan City is undoubtedly much larger in scale.

Behind the earthen and stone wall several meters high is a wide avenue, with clusters of buildings and pavilions on both sides.

In the city center, there is also a four-story building with flying eaves and an arched roof, which is extremely impressive.

A line of corpses followed behind Granny Yang. She finally breathed a sigh of relief as they walked into a dark alleyway. "Miss Li," she said, "did you come to Lianshan City to visit a friend, or are you looking for work? You can't just move around Lianshan City freely these days, especially outsiders like us."

Li Qinghe shared the same sentiment.

Weasels would occasionally dart by on the streets we came in, and almost every local had one by their side.

There are also people whose bodies are covered in yellow hair and who emit a strange stench. They are taller than ordinary people, generally around two meters tall, and look robust and powerful.

According to Granny Yang, these were all "Huang family disciples," practitioners who had entered the sect, but there weren't many of them. The two walked on the street for a long time and only saw one each.

"Miss Li, if you have nothing else to do, you could come with me to the Huiquan Chamber of Commerce to do business. And with your skills, you could earn a decent monthly salary there," Granny Yang suggested.

Li Qinghe shook her head. "I have other things to do."

"In that case, this old woman will be taking her leave." Granny Yang reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, withered, black finger. "I have no way to repay your life-saving grace, so you must accept this as my reward. The journey of life is long, until we meet again."

Watching Granny Yang lead her zombie caravan further and further away, Li Qinghe turned around, preparing to go to the place where Bai Tieya had hidden his belongings and find his relics.

Her gaze fell on the finger that Granny Yang had given her, and she slowly brushed aside the long hair on her forehead, a faint, eerie light shining in her left eye.

The ink on his fingers was so thick it was like drops of ink.

...

[You have obtained the job-seeking item for the Corpse Driver of the Corpse-Driving and Evil-Transporting School: Resentful Little Finger.]

Setting up an altar, consuming items, and offering sacrifices unlocks the Corpse Transporter profession.

Zhou Qing looked at the small black finger, and a detailed description popped up.

[A little finger brimming with resentment: The little finger of the Three-Eyed Iron Zombie is a rather decent common item within the path of corpse-driving and evil spirits.]

I don't know if it's possible for one person to hold two jobs.

Logically speaking, this wouldn't work, since cultivators need to believe in deities and obtain power from them.

Betraying one's own god is tantamount to crippling oneself.

However, Zhou Qing created this divine position himself, without any specific path. In other words, as long as he can collect the corresponding worldly items, he can help believers embark on the path of cultivation.

Common things, common utensils...

Zhou Qing pondered the difference between the two items, and what those artifacts he could sacrifice to become game props were.

There is still too little information.

Accessing this knowledge within the game is extremely difficult.

So far, he has only encountered Bai Tieya, which gave him a basic understanding of the cultivation world.

In reality, the only person Zhou Qing could think of in the industry was Su Tangyu, but she didn't know much about her.

Cultivation inheritance!

This is the most important thing.

I feel like a wandering cultivator who has strayed into the cultivation world, completely unaware of the overall situation.

Why did the five clans of the North dare to seize Yuyang County?

Why did Lushan have to interfere?

Why is the imperial court ignoring this?

If one doesn't understand the structure of the cultivation world and looks at these things from the perspective of an ordinary person, they will only feel confused and unable to see anything clearly, and naturally they can only go with the flow.

"Perhaps we'll find something new among Bai Tieya's belongings. We can only take it one step at a time."

At this stage of the game, the difficulty increases significantly compared to the beginning.

Besides understanding the cultivation world, you also need to find a way to complete the main quest: saving your mother.

Based on the game's text descriptions, it can be concluded that there is nothing that can bring someone back to life after death.

Even if they were to come back to life, they would certainly not be the same person as before.

The dead cannot be brought back to life; this is the most fundamental rule.

So how to complete this task was a huge headache for Zhou Qing.

The last time, I barely managed to get away with it using game items, which was essentially delaying the explosion of the bomb. But eventually, the bomb still exploded, and it was even more violent than the last time.

The blood inside the wine vessel is a death countdown.

He found it hard to imagine what problems would arise once his sanity level dropped to zero.

Zhou Qing's mind was in complete turmoil as he looked at the game text that kept popping up.

As you walk down the street, a weasel will occasionally pop out from the roadside, and pedestrians will try to avoid it.

The government has already issued an order.

No one is allowed to harm Wong Tai Sin, or they will be severely punished.

Today, Lianshan City has completely turned into a city of weasels, and the stench can be smelled everywhere in the air.

You walked around the streets, preparing to go to...

Several options popped up:

[Government Office: The former government office. Officials appointed by the Great Wu Dynasty controlled this place, but now these officials seem to be muddle-headed and lifeless, merely empty shells.]

[The Brokerage Firm: The territory where brokers operate. The city of Lianshan is now desolate; the gold-plated decorations, the storytelling troupes, and the willow-string operas have all fallen under the jurisdiction of the brokerage firms. The broker chief, Qin Hongshi, is nominally the local leader.]

[The wharf: A wharf connecting the Zhuohe and Qingjiang rivers; in its heyday, it was bustling with merchant ships coming and going.]

[Rendezvous Point: Triggered by the item "Sister Hong's Letter," this is the meeting point for human traffickers; you might find something here.]

[Huang Xian Tang Kou: A place for worshipping and paying homage to Huang Xian, and where Huang Xian's disciples and horses operate; it is now a dangerous location within the city.]

[Dumb Alley: An old alley where Bai Tieya's savings seem to be buried.]

The benefit of heightened spiritual awareness is that these options also come with more information.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Qing decided to go to the Dumb Alley first.