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"Listen to me," Hu Fang said, shaking her head helplessly. "You all stop arguing; I'll handle this..." With that, she walked away on her own.
Seeing this, I had no objections and accepted Hu Fang's suggestion. I hurried over to Yao Long's bedside. At that moment, his left hand was wrapped in thick gauze, but there was already some color returning to his face.
When he saw me, he smiled and said, "Thanks to Mr. Death, it's because you helped me with the temporary bleeding control and bandaging that I survived... Thank you." His tone was sincere, and gratitude shone on his face.
I replied, "What are you talking about? Don't listen to Mr. Death's nonsense; it's not that exaggerated. Actually, I should be the one thanking you. If it weren't for your help, Li Zhisheng and I would probably have ended up in the Cemetery."
The Death Apostle, seeing that we were getting too polite with each other, raised a hand to interrupt us. "Are you two done yet? The person you should really be thanking is me! If it weren't for your initial risk-taking, Yao Long would have long fallen into Yang Master's hands, and his life would be uncertain."
"Alright, alright, let's stop with this," Li Zhisheng interjected. "We all owe each other a life; if we really start counting, it would be impossible to settle."
"Yes..." I responded, but then I suddenly recalled the Gu Technique that had come up earlier. I quickly shifted the topic and asked Yao Long, "Yao Long, I want to ask you something. You mentioned yesterday that what you have is a kind of Gu Technique; what does that mean?"
Yao Long pondered for a moment as if unsure how to explain it to me. After a while, he said, "Actually, I know a bit about Gu Techniques, but they're mostly trivial things that often don't come in handy. However, I've heard quite a bit about related topics even though I can't use them..."
"Strictly speaking, this isn't just a simple Gu Technique..." He furrowed his brow slightly, his expression turning serious as he continued from his earlier lighthearted demeanor. "If it were just a Gu Technique, it would require specific methods for cursing rather than being contagious. Each specific Gu Technique targets an individual person; therefore, it usually doesn't spread. Moreover, every Gu Technique requires someone behind the scenes controlling it..."
After listening to him, I roughly understood what he meant and said, "So you're saying this is a product of the combination of curses and Yin-Yang techniques?"
Yao Long nodded. "If I'm not mistaken, that's exactly how it is. I've heard that this kind of Gu Technique can directly transform living people into deathly Evil Spirits through a certain type of insect and prevent them from reincarnating forever. It's quite a malicious form of Evil Sorcery. It's likely that someone has combined this technique with Yin-Yang techniques..."
I quickly pressed on with my questions: "So what exactly is this kind of curse? I've only heard that Gu Techniques involve using insects or similar things to concoct special Evil Sorcery. Isn't there one particularly famous technique called Curse?"
Yao Long replied, "That's right, it's made using some Insects. The poison I've been afflicted with should be a type called Soul Eater. This poison is concocted from various venomous insects and some special herbs. Once someone is affected by this poison, their soul will gradually be devoured by the insect, and after consuming the soul, the insect will merge with it to create a new, strange soul. The person who applied the poison uses this to control the bizarre soul for their own purposes."
Upon hearing this, I completely understood. Li Zhisheng beside me also came to a realization, saying, "So there are people specifically crafting this Gu Technique and spreading it around, intending to use such means for some unspeakable purposes..." He pondered for a moment before continuing in a low voice, "If that's the case, it does resemble the methods of Yang Master..."
I ignored Li Zhisheng's analysis and continued to ask Yao Long, "So how are you feeling now? Will there be any side effects that could cause a relapse later on?"
"It should be fine," Yao Long replied. "Since I was affected for a short time and the Gu Poison didn't invade my heart veins, removing it shouldn't leave any issues. This type of poison generally requires a longer time for the Gu Insect to fully merge with the soul to achieve control..."
Just as we were conversing, we heard Hu Fang's voice at the door. She was holding some food and stood at the entrance, saying, "You gentlemen aren't going to help out? Just chatting away..."
Hearing her, I had intended to ask Yao Long more questions, but seeing Hu Fang like this, I had no choice but to go over and help her bring the food to the bedside table.
After everyone finished breakfast, the doctor came again to give Yao Long an IV of glucose. At this point, Yao Long's complexion had improved significantly. He slowly lifted the blanket covering him and got out of bed. "Staying here isn't a solution; Mr. Death might be unsafe outside for too long. We should head back."
Death Apostle initially wanted Yao Long to stay longer since losing a piece of flesh isn't exactly a serious injury; if it got infected, that would indeed be troublesome. But I could see his thoughts clearly and said, "Don't worry. I'll get some medicine from the doctor shortly, and then we can have Yao Long come back regularly for check-ups. As long as we take care of things, there shouldn't be any major problems."
Seeing my determination, Death Apostle couldn't argue further. So we settled the relevant fees and received some medication from the doctor before preparing to go home.
On the way back, I was concerned about being spotted by Yang Master due to too many eyes around us. Therefore, I instructed everyone to split into two groups and take different routes home. Although I was somewhat worried, this was the best way I could think of to avoid Yang Master's surveillance.
Throughout the journey, Li Zhisheng, Hu Fang, Death Apostle, and I moved cautiously until we finally returned home. Upon arriving, we found that Yao Long and Li Zhisheng had already returned before us.
Seeing us back safe and sound eased Death Apostle's worries as well; Yao Long finally sighed in relief and said, "I thought something happened when you all took so long to return."
"With me around, what could possibly go wrong?" I said.
However, Li Zhisheng immediately countered, "It's precisely because of you that these things happened."
His words left me speechless, and for a moment, the room fell into silence. Although I knew Li Zhisheng was joking, his comment inadvertently struck a nerve.
Seeing my reaction, Li Zhisheng realized he had misspoken and quickly tried to smooth things over. "I didn't mean anything by it, Shen Xu, don't think too much. I was just joking..."
I smiled and replied, "It's fine, I wasn't thinking too much either. You all take a break; I'm going to my room to finish what I was supposed to do last night..." With that, I mimed writing and turned to head toward my room.
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