Chapter 2252: Chapter 2252: Medicine Shocks the World (37)

The girl’s cold gaze made the man feel as if he had fallen into an icy cellar, not daring even to breathe.

Luckily, she soon withdrew her gaze and left with Jing Po.

Until the two were out of sight, the man seemed finally able to breathe, gasping for air.

"Senior brother? Senior brother, what’s wrong!!"

"Senior brother..."

The man clutched his throat, wanting to speak, but not a single syllable came out, his face turning pale instantly.

They were all medical students, able to quickly identify common ailments, yet at this moment, they were flustered, completely unaware of what was happening to their senior brother.

The man’s eyes bulged, looking rather frightening.

He stared fiercely in the direction Jing Po had left.

"It’s that person!"

Someone realized.

"Quick, chase!"

Chasing now, how could they catch up with anyone? The road outside had several branches, they didn’t even know which direction to pursue.

-

The people involved didn’t know what happened behind them; they were currently nibbling on the candy coating of a candied hawthorn.

"Eat it all!" Chuzheng was tired of him.

"But I don’t like the inside." The boy replied pitifully.

Chuzheng said irritably, "Then why are you eating candied hawthorn, just eat candy, wouldn’t that be enough?"

The boy’s watery eyes blinked: "It’s different..."

Chuzheng doubted: "How is it different?"

"...The taste is different."

"Aren’t they both sweet? Could there be other flavors?"

"It’s just different."

Chuzheng couldn’t believe this Good Person Card had such an unreasonable side.

"Suit yourself." Chuzheng was too lazy to argue with him.

Jing Po snorted softly and continued nibbling the candy coating, resolutely refusing to eat the hawthorn inside, finally handing over the bare hawthorn to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng: "..."

Kill him!

Immediately, right now!

... Facts proved that killing was impossible, not just impossible, but she also had to pamper him.

Chuzheng silently recited several times the Good Person Card needs pampering, gradually calming down, putting down the knife in her hand.

-

Perhaps Chuzheng had irritated other sects, leading those people to still label Chuzheng as a Demon Head, with a big reward offered for her capture.

Chuzheng was not hard to recognize, the coffin emblem was too obvious.

As a result, Chuzheng not only had to fend off demonic beasts but was also hunted by humans.

Chuzheng’s temper flared, leading that group of demonic beasts to one of the sects, causing a commotion, then piling a bunch of demonic beasts at their sect’s gate.

Attached with a message.

——Next time, it will be your corpses piled up.

Other Loose Cultivators thought these sects were out of their minds. She was helping the Human Race, yet they were still hunting her?

Whatever internal issues the Human Race had, couldn’t they wait until this matter ends?

Now was the time for unity against external threats, not internal strife.

Public opinion leaned towards Chuzheng, causing the various sects to no longer dare act recklessly, and fewer people hunted Chuzheng.

Following that, Chuzheng focused on eliminating demonic beasts, advancing her mission progress bar.

Demonic beasts viewed Chuzheng as a class enemy, recklessly presenting themselves for decapitation.

At night, Chuzheng found a deserted village and casually arranged a place to rest.

Jing Po snuggled against her, sleeping soundly, Chuzheng had little sleepiness, fiddling with Jing Po’s hair.

"Come back..."

A blurred voice sounded from somewhere, Chuzheng focused her gaze, scanning the surroundings.

"Come back..."

"Chen Yin, come back..."

Chuzheng released Jing Po and sat up.

Jing Po groggily sat up with her, leaning entirely against Chuzheng, muttering sleepily, "Where are you going?"

"Chen Yin..."

Chuzheng asked him, "Did you hear a voice?"

Jing Po’s head rested on Chuzheng’s shoulder, tilting sideways, seemingly about to fall, eyes half-open: "What...voice?"

"Didn’t you hear anything?"

"No."

Chuzheng raised her hand to press against his cheek, preventing his head from sliding down.

The boy wrapped an arm around Chuzheng’s waist, holding her tightly: "What’s wrong?"

Chuzheng listened for a few moments, embraced him, and lay back down: "It’s nothing."

Jing Po gave her a puzzled look, rubbing his head to kiss her.

Chuzheng’s attention was diverted by Jing Po, and she didn’t hear that voice again.

That was the first time Chuzheng heard that voice.

Afterward, every night, she could hear it.

It always repeated the same phrase ’Chen Yin, come back’, apart from that, there were no other words.

By the fifth day of hearing this voice, Chuzheng couldn’t take it anymore.

She wanted to see who was playing tricks!

Although that voice didn’t say where to return to, Chuzheng also confirmed she didn’t know where she was meant to return, but she could intuitively determine a direction.

This is quite mysterious... like encountering ghosts!

Ten days later, Chuzheng saw the small mountain of stacked coffins from before.

There were no demonic beasts around the coffins anymore, and the wooden coffins were damaged beyond recognition.

Why return here? Searching for the lid of her coffin?

"What is this place?" Jing Po looked up at the coffin mountain: "Why so many coffins?"

"Don’t know."

Chuzheng tightened her grip on Jing Po’s hand, leading him to circle the perimeter.

Circuiting to the other side, Chuzheng saw an altar, surrounded by banners, with offerings of a ritualistic nature placed on it.

The items on the altar were very new; clearly, someone was conducting some ceremony here.

Seeing the banners made Jing Po’s face look troubled, he abruptly stepped back.

"What’s wrong?"

Jing Po clutched his head, his face gradually overtaken by pain: "Him...it’s him..."

Chuzheng was perplexed: "Who?"

"Roar..."

The low growls of demonic beasts came from the forest.

Whoosh—

From the forest, demonic beasts leaped out one after another, swiftly surrounding Chuzheng and Jing Po.

They did not attack but emitted warning growls from their throats.

Chuzheng had no time to pay them any mind.

Jing Po clutched his head, the whole body trembling, as if recalling something terrifying.

"Jing Po, look at me, look at me." Chuzheng pinched the boy’s chin, directing his gaze to meet hers.

Jing Po’s eyes lacked focus, but after Chuzheng called out several times, they gained a trace of expression.

"It’s...that person..." The boy grabbed Chuzheng, his face appearing almost fearful.

"Who?"

"The... the person from the forbidden place." Jing Po’s nails dug in, nearly piercing Chuzheng’s skin: "It’s him...he’s the one who made me like that..."

He remembered.

The part of memory he lost in the forbidden place.

That person...lives deep in the forbidden place.

Jing Po suddenly became anxious: "We must leave here quickly, we must leave."

"We can’t." Chuzheng supported him, gesturing to indicate the surroundings.

In such a short time, the demonic beasts had increased two to three times, encircling them tightly.

Getting out wasn’t difficult, but then what?

She would still hear that strange voice; since this matter had come knocking, it wouldn’t be easily resolved.

Since it cannot be avoided...

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