and despair...I didn't know what could give me even a sliver of hope, what could let me make it through to dawn!Some white liquid splashed from the cracks in the adobe, and those frantic, obscene wor...Cheng Bansxian looks just like someone performing opera.

With a battle flag strapped to his back and a strange assortment of archaic weaponry dangling from his hand, bound together with a rope, he carried them in a mixture of hug and hoist.

"Little Empress, they won't let me in!" Cheng Banxian complained as soon as he saw me, his voice full of grievance.

"You look like you just escaped a police raid. Lucky for you, there weren't any patrol officers on your way here." I gave him a speechless once-over and signaled the disciples of the Shen family to let him in.

“These things can’t be thrown around carelessly, they’re all imbued with spiritual energy! I can only hold one in each hand while driving, and I don’t dare put them down for fear they’ll run away!” Cheng Banxian explained.

With people around, I couldn't ask him in detail. His spells were already mysterious and obscure, and outsiders didn't know the specifics.

"What ingredients do you need for this I'll prepare them for you." I whispered.

"Get all the riffraff out of here, and prepare me a dish of stir-fried chives with pig's blood and rice." Cheng Banxian said seriously.

Huh I'm stunned, what kind of bizarre method is this

Although stir-fried chives with pig blood is an ordinary dish, in a Daoist household, both chives and pig blood are considered meaty and would not be found in the kitchen.

"Do we need to make it I'll have someone prepare it at the farmhouse downstairs." I thought for a moment, there are quite a few farmhouses along the way, we should be able to find what we need.

Cheng Banxian, this fellow has always been eccentric and disrespectful to elders. It is said that he is over fifty years old in the human world, but looks like a young man in his twenties or thirties. I saw those strange roosters with my own eyes when he performed rituals for my father to dispel evil spirits. I wonder what kind of strange methods he will use this time.

In short, I'll cooperate fully. Although our family doesn't touch meat, I'd overlook that for the sake of saving people.

Cheng Banxian raised his hand, wiping the sweat from his sleeve. His clothes looked neat enough, but his car was terribly dilapidated, the kind that wouldn't even get a second glance if it were left on the roadside. Naturally, there was a strong smell of gasoline inside. Perhaps because of these smells, he didn't dare to put down the "spiritual object" in his hand.

I cast my gaze down at what he held in his arms, a hodgepodge of magical artifacts bound together by ropes. It looked battered and jumbled as he carried it.

The weapon itself wasn't anything special, but that rope...

I don't know if I'm seeing things, but that rope seems to... be moving

I blinked, rubbed my eyes, and looked again. Cheng Banxian had his hands clasped tightly around a magical artifact, blocking my view.

"Little Empress, don't look any longer, or you might steal my treasure away."

“You…you’re alive” I stared at him, suspicious.

This fellow's magic artifacts are really strange. The last time, the rooster opened my eyes wide. What has he come up with this time

"... Well, well, each has their own secret methods. Little Lady just needs to do what her subordinates require..." Cheng Banxian raised an eyebrow, covering his treasure so I couldn't see it.

Alright, if you don't want to watch it, then don't.

I led him to the Shen family hall. Jiang Qiyun stood there with his hands behind his back. Before he even reached the steps, Cheng Banxian bowed deeply to Jiang Qiyun, showing great respect. Without waiting for Jiang Qiyun's instructions, he spoke a lot of nice words, promising to do his best for Yunyun.

I can't help but smile—how different Cheng Banxian's attitude towards me is!

These underworld officials and messengers are actually quite polite to me, mostly because of their reverence for Jiang Qiyun. Of course, I don't mind this so-called respect or hierarchy. I'm just an ordinary person in the process of cultivation, humble and content with my lot. I even find it agreeable that they treat me casually.

Even though I complain about him all the time, deep down I still consider someone like Cheng Banxian a trustworthy "ally".

Therefore, when he asked to enter Lin Yanhuan's courtyard alone, I hesitated for only a moment before agreeing.

Lin Yanhuan's bodyguard and doctor quit, the bodyguard leader took off his black sunglasses and said to me very seriously: "Miss Mu, do you know how serious the situation is We are under a lot of pressure, and the Shen family is under a lot of pressure too. If we do something bad to Mr. Lin that leads to irreversible consequences, who can bear the responsibility!"

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

The bodyguard had been staying at the Shen residence for a while, so he was being more tactful when speaking to me. What he meant was very simple—Lin Yanhuan is currently in a coma and there's still hope she'll wake up. If some "eccentric" people were to do something to Lin Yanhuan, causing her to "never wake up," then everyone involved would probably end up in a "high-end nursing home."

But Lin Yanhua's current situation could only rely on the Liují Ghost Artifact. Let Cheng Bansxian, this mysterious Yincha, perform rituals to dispel the evil spirits and use the soul artifact to summon the soul.

This statement made me hesitate, and I unconsciously looked at Jiang Qiyun.

Jiang Qiyun stood beside me, the bodyguards and doctors around us seemed like phantoms. He glanced at me, seeing my apprehension in his eyes.

"As the head of a household, you're still so weak and hesitant" Jiang Qiyun looked at me with amusement.

"When it comes to human life, how dare I make a rash judgment..." I murmured in reply: "What if Cheng Banxian makes a slip-up..."

Jiang Qiyun lightly smiled and said, “What kind of slip-up could he make What slip-up could he possibly make As long as the soul weapon can summon the soul back, with me here, which ghost or official would dare to come and collect the soul…”

He bowed slightly and stared at me, "Although you often say that people who deal with yin and yang have their lives and fortunes determined by fate... I can't control life or death, but as for souls, who can escape the grasp of the underworld As long as the soul returns, there's no problem."

"Then, Lin Yanhuan and Chen Yan, are their fates sealed this way" I was truly afraid that the result of summoning them might be something already written in the Book of Life and Death.

"If you want to know, why not check the Book of Life and Death yourself" Jiang Qiyun smiled faintly.

"Farewell..." Mortals know how much of the secrets of heaven, they must bear how much harm. Widows, orphans, loneliness, and those left behind in poverty, I don't want to bear any of it.

"Then don't waste time." Cheng Bansxian said impatiently to me, "Little Empress, hurry up and let me into the formation. Then I'll go prepare what I need, if we delay until another hour, we'll have to wait another day!"

The bodyguard refused to budge. Lin Yanhuan, in order to maintain her bodily functions, had everything from high-tech equipment wheeled into the room. Even the doctors didn't dare leave her side for a moment. At this time, the bodyguard overheard something about formations and auspicious times, his anger flared instantly.

Jiang Qiyun looked at the bodyguards blocking the door with displeasure. I was afraid he would summon the Yin Sha to use the soul-locking technique, so I hurriedly stepped between them and said, "How about this, how about this Let Yan Qin go in with us, okay With her there, the pressure on the bodyguard brothers will be much less."

The bodyguards exchanged glances. Upon hearing this, Lin Yanqin immediately rushed over after receiving my call.

“I have things I need to handle. When my parents ask, I can explain directly. You can just wait outside the courtyard.” Lin Yanqin raised her chin slightly and said confidently and calmly to the group, “I know everyone is under a lot of pressure. You’re all doing this for the country, living up to your profession and position. I’ll be responsible for what happens next. Please wait outside, and if you need to report to superiors, feel free.”

She held me and said, "Xiao Qiao, let's go in together."

I followed Lin Yanqin into the courtyard. Several bodyguards and doctors were stopped at the gate by disciples of the Shen family. I whispered to Lin Yanqin, "Yanqin, I don't have a 100% chance of success. I'm just going to try—"

Lin Yanqin raised her hand and made a "shush" gesture. She put her hands on my shoulders and stared at me, saying, “Xiao Qiao, although you've overturned many of my notions since we met, I've also learned one thing—there are always things in this world that are mysterious and inexplicable. I believe it, and my brother and I trust you!”

"Success or failure, you must always try to know the result."

She spoke with conviction. I took a deep breath and turned to look at Cheng Banxian.

Cheng Banxian was taken aback, holding his beloved magic weapon and said, “Why Little Empress, don't you trust me Back then I was also —”

"What are you" I asked.

He quickly shut his mouth and slapped himself twice, saying, “Don’t say it, don’t say it… I’d better go set up the formation!”

This guy, is he still around You didn't say I wouldn't have known.ut alive since then.Won't opening the tomb and triggering the magic formation cause us all to dieIf all you say is that I have a hand string and nothing else, then what about the othersThe tomb gate w...