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When a person dies, they transform into a soul, which is intangible and cannot be seen or touched. However, the function of Rhinoceros Horn Incense goes beyond merely allowing souls to manifest; it also facilitates communication with spirits.
The living have their own language, while ghosts have theirs. To bridge the gap between the two, Rhinoceros Horn Incense serves this purpose.
Seeing that Ya Qin harbored no ill intentions towards Jiang Hai, I advised her, "Do you not realize that if you continue to stay by his side, it will only weaken his vital energy, ultimately leading to his demise?"
Ya Qin's eyes were filled with complex emotions as she glanced at Jiang Hai on the bed. Suddenly, she turned and knelt before me. "Master, please save Jiang Hai. I would not hesitate to sacrifice my soul if it meant helping him..."
Though spirits lack physical form, watching Ya Qin bow repeatedly made me feel her pain.
"Jiang Zong asked me to come here to save the young master... I will do my best; you need not go to such lengths," I said, raising my hand to gesture for Ya Qin to rise.
Ya Qin scoffed softly. "At least he has some conscience. It's just those people before..."
I understood that Ya Qin was worried I might be just another fraud like those who had come before me. I did not argue but walked over to the bed and pulled back the covers.
Jiang Hai was wearing a cartoon-themed Machine Cat pajama set, appearing as if he were in a deep sleep. However, sleeping for too long is not always a good thing.
I bit my middle finger until it bled and then dotted the blood onto Jiang Hai's forehead, philtrum, heart center, Dan Tian, palms, and feet.
Then I sat cross-legged beside the bed with my hands clasped together and began to chant an incantation.
The spots where I had placed the blood began to glow faintly under the influence of the spell.
As I recited the incantation, Jiang Hai, who had been sound asleep, suddenly let out a muffled groan. Sweat beads erupted on his forehead as he seemed to endure immense pain, his face contorting in agony.
Seeing this scene, Ya Qin's hair stood on end as her long nails reached toward my heart.
When I opened my eyes, I noticed a bulge the size of a tomato rising against Jiang Hai's fair skin at his heart center.
I realized something was wrong and quickly stopped reciting the incantation. I didn't need to look behind me to know what was happening. I draped the Kasa over myself and chanted the Six Character Mantra.
Ya Qin's attack was blocked by the Kasa, but she was still injured by the Buddhist energy, causing her form to fade slightly.
"What are you doing? If I die... that child will die too..." I shouted at Ya Qin.
It's not the god-like opponents that scare me; it's the pig-like teammates. Chanting spells requires intense concentration. If I hadn't noticed in time, I might have ended up with a hole in my chest.
Ya Qin lay on the ground, her eyes filled with blood, glaring at me as if I were a heartless scoundrel.
"I want to kill you, or him... it's just a matter of raising my hand..." I pointed to Jiang Hai on the bed as I explained.
Only then did Ya Qin come to her senses. She bowed and apologized, "Please don't hold it against me, Master. I was just overly concerned... For the sake of my unintentional actions, please save him. He is still just a child and hasn't even had a chance to see this world properly..."
I can't stand such tragic scenes, so I waved my hand dismissively. "Just now, I used my fingertip blood as a catalyst to examine Jiang Hai's body. I'm afraid things are a bit tricky..."
I pointed to Jiang Hai's pale chest and said, "The problem lies here; one wrong move could cost him his life. I'm not entirely confident."
"Fortunately, you've been using Yin energy to protect his heart meridian; otherwise, he wouldn't have lasted this long..." I continued.
Ghosts don't shed tears, yet at this moment, Ya Qin's eyes were brimming with them.
"Don't be too sad. I'll go find Jiang Zong and discuss this. If I'm right, Jiang Hai has been cursed. The solution for Southern Border Sorcery can only be unraveled by an expert..." I advised her before pulling open the door and stepping out.
Jiang Jianguo was much more courteous this time; perhaps my earlier display had earned his respect.
"Lin Feng... Master! That son of mine..." Jiang Jianguo's face had turned somewhat pale.
I shook my head and said, “Jiang Zong, I’m truly sorry. I’ve uncovered a few things about the young master’s situation, but I’m at a loss. I really can’t help you; perhaps you should seek someone more capable…”
Jiang Jianguo’s body trembled, and he stepped back to lean against the wall to steady himself. He pounded his fist against the wall in frustration. “Who on earth is it?”
“Heart-Eating Gu is a type of poison from the southern border. The afflicted falls into a deep sleep until the Gu Worm nestled in their heart devours their essence completely, leading to their demise. Only then does the Gu Worm break free…” I explained.
Jiang Jianguo’s face turned even paler. “Poison? It must be her… it has to be her…”
“Who?” I asked anxiously. If it was someone he knew, solving the problem would be much easier.
Jiang Jianguo buried his hands in his hair and crouched down, murmuring, “Yuan Nie… oh, Yuan Nie…”
It seemed there were no coincidences; the root of this matter lay with Jiang Jianguo.
“Who is Ya Qin in the house to you? Don’t you realize that if it weren’t for her, your precious son would have been dead long ago…” I pressed directly.
Jiang Jianguo looked up at me, his earlier bravado completely gone, replaced by deep lines on his forehead. “She… she actually…”
I was nearly jumping out of my skin with impatience. Jiang Jianguo was lost in his memories while I loved a good story. From his appearance, it was clear that he must have had many tales from his youth.
I urged him again, “Jiang Zong, if you don’t clarify this, I can’t offer any suggestions… The longer we delay, the more danger your son will be in…”
Mentioning Jiang Hai seemed to revive Jiang Jianguo a bit as he slowly began to recount stories from his younger days.
It turned out that when Jiang Jianguo was young, he was also quite poor. Later, when he traveled to the mountainous regions in the south, he met a girl named Ya Yun.
At that time, Jiang Jianguo could be described as quite handsome by today’s standards. Even now, he had to admit that he exuded the charm of a mature man.
Ya Yun had a younger sister named Ya Qin, and both of them, living deep in the mountains, found themselves drawn to Jiang Jianguo at the same time.
At that time, Jiang Jianguo was captivated by the gentle and graceful Ya Qin, and they secretly pledged their lives to each other. Little did he know that elder sister Ya Yun harbored resentment, believing that she had known Jiang Jianguo first and that her sister had stolen her happiness.
Thus, she quietly placed a curse on her sister Ya Qin. Although Ya Yun still cherished their sisterly bond, she only cast a fertility curse. She wanted to see if Jiang Jianguo would continue to love her sister, who could not bear children…
In the mundane days filled with the trivialities of life, it was not just love that was wearing thin; Jiang Jianguo's business grew larger, and he spent less and less time at home.
Children became the source of endless arguments between the couple. Exhausted, Ya Qin decided to use a child as a means to keep Jiang Jianguo…
The fertility curse, though somewhat useless, would pose no problems as long as Ya Qin never bore children. However, for the desperate Ya Qin, she had no choice but to take risks; she could not bear to see Jiang Jianguo with another woman and raising children together.
So, Ya Qin risked her own life and gave birth to a son for Jiang Jianguo—Jiang Hai…
I listened intently, feeling both sympathy and disbelief at the melodrama unfolding. I felt pity for Ya Qin's infatuation, dissatisfaction with Ya Yun's malice, and could only muster two words for Jiang Jianguo: how ridiculous!
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