Chapter 515: Chapter 507: Can Mere Evil Magic Restrain Our Little Ancestor?
Going to Shengjing wasn’t as simple as just deciding to go; Qin Liuxi still had a patient in her care, so she wasn’t in a hurry to head there. When the time came, they would either take the Yin Road or use the Shrinking Land into Inches Array to get there.
While Qin Liuxi and Feng Xiu were discussing this, a loud and familiar voice suddenly came from outside.
It sounded like that bear.
Qin Liuxi quickly walked out and indeed saw Xiong Er with a look of urgency on his face, followed by a guard, sweating profusely and carrying someone.
"Miss Qin, oh dear, Junior Temple Master, save us, please save Jing Xiaosi," Xiong Er rushed forward, nearly knocking Qin Liuxi over, but Feng Xiu blocked his way with a single finger.
"Speak properly, don’t barge around like that," Feng Xiu frowned and scolded.
Xiong Er looked up at him, dressed in a fiery red robe, and saw a face exceedingly beautiful and charming.
My goodness, this man has a demon’s charm, even more beautiful than a woman.
Just as this thought came to him, he slapped himself, then turned to Qin Liuxi, "Junior Temple Master, save us."
"What’s going on, you haven’t left yet?" Qin Liuxi had left them to cure Si Lengyue and hadn’t seen them since, thinking they had left. But here they were again.
Xiong Er explained, "We didn’t leave; we’ve been touring around Ningzhou. Something happened while we were playing around. Please check on Xiao Si; he’s been terribly unlucky lately, even drinking cold water gets stuck in his teeth, and now he suddenly fell unconscious."
The guard had already placed Jing Xiaosi on a small couch inside the shop.
Qin Liuxi glanced over, her eyebrows furrowing. His facial features had changed, and so had his life expectancy.
"Who is this doomed soul?" Feng Xiu asked after a glance.
Xiong Er glared angrily.
The guard too, with his hand on his sword belt, stared at this demon-like man, extremely indignant, this man’s mouth sure needed a beating.
Feng Xiu said, "What, you want to fight? He won’t live more than five years; isn’t that doomed?"
Xiong Er’s face changed dramatically, veins bulging, angrily retorted, "You’re talking nonsense!"
"He’s not talking nonsense." Qin Liuxi checked Jing Xiaosi’s pulse and said, "Young Master Jing’s facial features have changed, his life expectancy is indeed short now."
Xiong Er staggered back, his face turning pale, "How can this be? His health was fine, you saved him, Junior Temple Master, how can his life expectancy be short?"
"It’s obvious, someone must have tampered with him," Feng Xiu said coolly.
Qin Liuxi also said, "His life has been stolen."
Life stolen?
Xiong Er didn’t fully understand the term, but he knew from the sound of it that it wasn’t something good; mentioning stealing meant someone had foul-played.
The guard anxiously asked, "What does ’life stolen’ mean?"
Qin Liuxi took a silver needle and punctured a few acupoints on Jing Xiaosi, who then woke up, just in time to hear the guard’s question, somewhat confused.
Seeing him awake, Xiong Er rushed over and hugged him, crying, "Why is your life so miserable? You should be a noble young master, but it’s either poisonous insects or life being stolen from you; all the bad luck falls on you. Heaven is too unfair, wuu."
Jing Xiaosi, tightly enveloped by his large arms, felt nauseated and couldn’t help but push him, "Shut up, I’ll be strangled by you before my life is completely stolen."
Xiong Er immediately relaxed, looking at him nervously: "Is there anything wrong?"
Jing Xiaosi took a deep breath and turned to Qin Liuxi, frowning as he asked, "Junior Temple Master, what does this life expectancy theft mean?"
"It means just what it sounds like." Qin Liuxi said, "You originally had a lifespan of over seventy years, but now most of it has been stolen through an Evil Technique. You won’t live past thirty, and the person who stole your lifespan was supposed to die but is now going to live longer."
Xiong Er started crying again.
"What are you crying about? What does a grown man crying and wailing like this look like, you look like a bear yet you cry and whimper like a woman, isn’t that embarrassing?" Feng You disapprovingly scolded, unable to bear it.
Xiong Er retorted: "What do you know, Xiao Si is my brother, my aunt’s only son. He doesn’t have many years left, how can I not cry? You, with your fine appearance, have no sympathy at all. Pah!"
Feng You glared: "It’s just Evil Magic, is it enough to trouble the ancestors? You knew to bring him here to her for salvation, why still howl in despair?"
Xiong Er paused with crying: "That’s right."
Feng You rolled his eyes, what an idiot!
Jing Xiaosi didn’t even want to look at his foolish cousin anymore, asking Qin Liuxi if she knew who took his lifespan?
"Bring me your birth dates, and I can divine it for you."
Jing Xiaosi quickly stated his own birth dates, not minding the presence of others.
Since Feng You could diagnose his issue and mentioned it here at Qin Liuxi’s, he must be someone she trusts, so there was no need to keep anything hidden.
Qin Liuxi quickly took a paper and brush, calculated and divined, then said, "This person is somewhat related to you by blood, but not closely. S/he was inherently weak and often sick."
Jing Xiaosi’s face darkened.
"It’s him." Xiong Er clenched his teeth and said, "Xiao Si, perhaps that woman was also the one who planted the poisonous insect inside you before. What a vicious heart they have, failing to take your life, now they even want your lifespan? Disgraceful!"
Feng You looked at them: "You can tell just by listening that these are underworld tactics used by those in the back chambers of worldly mortals, always accustomed to using these tricks."
Xiong Er quipped, "You speak as if you’re not a mortal either?"
Feng You pushed his whole face towards him: "Look at my face; from every angle, it’s only filled with beauty. Does it look like that of a mortal?"
Xiong Er’s ears turned red and he stepped back, refusing to deal with the matter further.
Jing Xiaosi looking at Qin Liuxi said, "I have a younger half-brother, sharing the same father. He has always been weak and sickly since birth, only ten this year. Is he using my lifespan?"
"Half brother?" Qin Liuxi glanced at the divination, speaking meaningfully: "I said somewhat related, but not that closely."
Jing Xiaosi was stunned, and so was Xiong Er, who said in surprise, "Isn’t it that pretentious brat?"
"Relations could be cousins, like you and him are cousins, or even more distant." Qin Liuxi pointed out, took his hand again, fingers touching his pulse while the other hand formed a mantra, silently reciting Taisu Pulse Formula for a while before saying: "I previously used Taisu Pulse Method to examine your fortunes. You have no blood brothers, your father has only you as a son. Which means, no half brothers either."
Xiong Er covered his mouth with a cry, his eyes wide.
This means that kid isn’t a blood relation of the Jing Family at all.
Did Jing Xiaosi’s father have a brilliantly green grassland growing over his head?
He thought, listening to such shocking revelations, Uncle Jing is cuckolded, but it’s exciting. If he could reveal it all in front of him, how could he still claim true love with that woman?
In Xiong Er’s eyes, a fierce gossip fire ignited, wishing he could immediately return to Shengjing and expose everything.