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Capítulo 1287: Chapter 1287: River God Above (33)

Two hours later.

Chuzheng and Lang Sha were sitting face to face, with Xuan Ying standing to the side flipping through a medical book.

The River God was thrown into a basin by them, with a barrier set up by Xuan Ying, making it impossible for the River God to escape.

Lang Sha was explaining his idea.

“The people are still alive. If we just kill the loaches inside their bodies, maybe we can save them.”

The River God, half-dead, lay in the basin, snorting coldly upon hearing this, and spoke in an odd tone.

“Kill my children, and they won’t survive either.”

Lang Sha: “…”

Chuzheng: “…”

Xuan Ying put down the medical book: “There is a method we can try.”

Lang Sha, wary of Xuan Ying, asked cautiously: “What… method?”

“Incense.”

“Incense?”

What kind of incense?

Lang Sha was puzzled, but Chuzheng understood a bit.

Xuan Ying had previously crafted incense to lure demons.

However, the incense needed this time would definitely be different from the one used for demons.

Xuan Ying took out a prescription, and Chuzheng unfolded it: “This one?”

Wasn’t this the one he showed me the first time?

In the current environment, where can I find these things?

“I took the wrong one.” Xuan Ying reached to take it back, but Chuzheng didn’t give it to him. Xuan Ying gave up and calmly switched to another one: “If we can gather these things, we can give it a try.”

Lang Sha pointed to the shop: “Aren’t there any here?”

Xuan Ying: “Some are missing.”

“I’ll go find them!”

Lang Sha grabbed the prescription and left.

“What is this prescription for?” Chuzheng waved the prescription: “Why did you show me this prescription at first?”

“To see if you are from the Divine Realm.” Xuan Ying replied: “Only people from the Divine Realm recognize this prescription.”

At that time, the Tongtian Temple was with her, and Xuan Ying couldn’t see through her essence. He used the prescription to test.

Who knew she really was just a mortal.

Chuzheng was suspicious: “The scent on this…”

Xuan Ying, thinking that Chuzheng could smell those scents, said: “Whether it’s a god or a demon, they will react when they come into contact with this scent.”

Chuzheng returned the prescription to him, and Xuan Ying lowered his head to scrutinize the prescription for a moment, then discreetly put it away.

Chuzheng was silent for a while: “Are you still investigating the Divine Realm?”

What they now know is that the Divine Realm… is very likely already destroyed.

What about his hatred?

If the Good Person Card is still going to turn villainous, what should I do!

Is it better to lock it up or lock it up!

“No.” Xuan Ying paused slightly: “I’ll accompany you.”

Chuzheng squinted her eyes: “You still want the Tongtian Temple, right?” This little thing wants to deceive me again!!

“…”

Xuan Ying shook his head: “The Tongtian Temple isn’t of much use to me, I…”

He didn’t know what he truly was; even the Heaven and Earth Laws wouldn’t govern him.

Otherwise, with the way he used his power, he would have been discovered by the Heaven and Earth Laws long ago.

Xuan Ying curled his fingertips and continued: “I’m only looking for the Tongtian Temple to see if it can really open the passage to the Divine Realm.”

He paused for a moment, then slowly said: “If what we saw back then was the truth… then I don’t need to search anymore.”

Xuan Ying believed that what they saw was likely real.

The Divine Realm really… no longer exists.

If the Divine Realm no longer exists, then the Tongtian Temple has no allure for him.

“You better not have any other ideas.” Chuzheng placed her fingers on his wrist, holding it gently: “Especially about leaving me.”

Xuan Ying flipped his hand, holding Chuzheng’s palm: “Why would I think such things? Since you’re willing to accompany me, I’m naturally delighted.”

Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds, fiercely saying: “Better be.”

–

It took Lang Sha two days to find everything Xuan Ying needed; the rest of the materials were available at the pharmacy and could be used.

Unlike others who have a myriad of rituals when crafting incense, Xuan Ying was much more casual. Chuzheng sat at the doorstep guarding him, and Xuan Ying could see her every time he looked up.

It was evening, the afterglow of the setting sun stained the clouds in layers of red, and the scattered golden light fell on her, as if gilding her in a warm yellow halo.

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Xuan Ying was briefly dazed as he held the medicinal materials.

Alone in the world, drifting like a wandering soul, he was long accustomed… accustomed to the dark, accustomed to indifference.

Now, every time he looked up, he could see a person; that warmth emerged from his very marrow.

Chuzheng was hugged from behind, and at first, she was taken aback, then turned her head: “What’s wrong?”

The person hugging her said: “I want to hug you.”

“Then…” Chuzheng stiffened her face, cautiously probing: “Do you want to kiss?”

Since last time, she hadn’t been able to kiss him again.

It was frustrating.

What to do if the Good Person Card won’t give me a kiss!!

Xuan Ying’s expression changed slightly, he released her: “I’m still making incense.”

He took a step back, saw Chuzheng sitting there with cold brows, seemingly unhappy, hesitated, then returned, planting a kiss on her forehead.

Xuan Ying immediately turned and left, his back more like a hasty escape.

Chuzheng scratched at the threshold with her fingertips.

The words “angry” almost emerged from her heart and smashed onto Xuan Ying’s head.

Calm down, don’t get angry.

Be magnanimous.

As a big shot, how can you be angry over such trivial matters?

Chuzheng calmed herself, listening to the occasional noises from behind, absentmindedly thinking about matters while watching the clouds dyed red at the skyline.

As for what she was thinking…

The Bastard thought she was certainly thinking of things that didn’t align with the core values of socialism.

–

“Chuzheng, do me a favor.”

“Speak.”

“Bring the River God over.”

Chuzheng was startled for a moment.

But soon she cheerfully went to bring the River God over, with clear and cold eyes, seriously asked: “Boil him?”

Xuan Ying: “…”

River God: “…”

Xuan Ying just wanted the River God’s blood, not to boil him.

The loaches were too small, so Chuzheng had the River God transform back into human form.

River God: “…” Can I not transform?

Clearly not, the villain, without any dignity, transformed back into human form and had his blood drawn by Xuan Ying.

The incense Chuzheng smelled this time was different from before, and it wasn’t liquid but solid.

Lang Sha went outside to bring back a commoner, perhaps because the River God had already lifted his control, the person brought back didn’t have that previous dull look.

“What… what are you going to do?”

Xuan Ying directly silenced the person.

The person widened their eyes in horror, looking at the people in front of them as if facing a demon from Hell.

Xuan Ying made a cut on the person’s wrist, causing blood to ooze out.

The person started to struggle, but Lang Sha held him down: “Don’t be afraid, we are saving you.”

He tried to comfort the person, but how could the person believe him, making muffled terrified sounds from his throat.

“No problem?” Lang Sha asked Xuan Ying.

“I don’t know, I haven’t tried it either.” Xuan Ying’s answer was unexpected, leaving Lang Sha stunned.

Xuan Ying selected some ointment and applied it around the wound.

Lang Sha was puzzled: “And then?”

Xuan Ying: “Wait.”