Chapter 689: Can’t Tell the Truth (6)_1
"It’s not nonsense," the servant insisted fearlessly, "Think about it, it’s been over a month and still no improvement, and there’s all this superstition. I’m betting something’s been offended..." "Otherwise, why would there suddenly be so many snakes in the courtyard?" Yet, those snakes don’t easily attack people; to date, no servant has been bitten.
Dong Hang fell silent too, for these past days he’d considered it as well, but then the son-in-law prides himself as a scholar and simply refuses to believe.
"I reckon," the servant said, rubbing his arm as he started to look somewhat terrified, "we need to bring in a Great Immortal or something to perform some rituals, otherwise..."
"Mm." Dong Hang nodded. "It looks like we’ll have to do that." Being unwell was one thing, but today, if it wasn’t for being possessed by something, he probably wouldn’t be behaving like this.
Meanwhile, in the room, Yang Baiyue who had just lain down, suddenly sat up and even stepped barefoot onto the floor, because he had heard laughter again.
"I told you that you can’t see me, but I’m right in front of you. Why won’t you believe it?" Yang Ruxin crunched down on a pear, "Ah, really, still so self-righteous."
Yang Baiyue knelt on the floor with a thump, "Great Immortal, I really had no choice..."
"You’re already sick; don’t kneel on the cold floor, be careful or your illness will worsen. How can you be surrounded by beauty and glory if you have to take medicine every day?"