Chapter 142

Cock-a-doodle-doo!!!

In the chicken farm, the sound of roosters crowing spread far away.

The sky was brightening, and Guangling was like a sleeping giant, freed from the chaotic and uncomfortable breathing of this night.

In the early morning, it entered a gentle breath.

Chu Tianshu looked at the sky and stopped his steps.

Since the sky was bright, even if there were a few evil spirit wandering souls that hadn't been killed, they would probably hide underground.

This night, the evil spirit materials he collected were extremely numerous.

The list and annotations displayed on the token screen could be scrolled for a while before reaching the bottom.

Just like looking at deposit entries, counting them one by one, there was a very solid feeling.

Although that powerful evil spirit that made zither sounds at the intersection had already been besieged and killed by the vice-principal and others by the time he arrived.

But just the other evil spirits, all sizes and volumes added together, were already more than three times the evil spirit materials collected in the Tang Dynasty world.

"It's a pity, it also caused casualties to everyone in the city; if there were such a place where no one lived, and we could brush it slowly, how good that would be."

Chu Tianshu, amidst his joy, gave birth to a faint sigh.

People are truly greedy, and will become more and more greedy.

Only wanting benefits, not wanting losses.

After he passed through the city at night, patrolled the city, and searched for evil spirits, he had now returned to the vicinity of the Golden Blade Martial School.

Originally, the students had gone home, and the capable people in the martial school had all gone out to fight, so it should be very deserted here.

But now there were many people here.

People entrusted by the Golden Blade Martial School to go out at night to investigate news, after being injured, basically gathered here.

The wounded from the special forces also chose to recuperate here, and there were also wounded from residents' homes sent over by medical vehicles.

The master chefs in the cafeteria also cooked all night to replenish everyone's nutrition.

Some whose injuries were relatively light, or who possessed cultivation themselves and could hold on, simply recuperated in the cafeteria.

The large cafeteria was messy and noisy, which was even livelier than usual.

As soon as Chu Tianshu entered, he saw Lin Brother Bai Sui with a bandage hanging around his neck, his left arm suspended, his right hand seemingly casually giving people acupuncture, each point taken with precision.

There were also companions holding trays, full of silver needles, following Lin Brother Bai Sui.

"Brother!"

Chu Tianshu walked up.

Lin Brother Bai Sui looked listless, turned his head to see him, and said happily: "Tianshu! Come, come, come, hurry and help."

"Medical staff are not enough, and I broke another hand; fortunately, both your hands are convenient."

"Come, you don't need to needle, you just take their pulse and report the acupuncture point names, and I'll needle them."

Chu Tianshu smiled and went over, placing his hands on the pulses of two people.

He originally wanted to take their pulse normally, but suddenly had a thought and exerted a little force with his hands.

The two combat team members whose pulses he was taking only felt their wrists go numb, and then saw Chu Tianshu report a series of terms.

Ah, this? Can taking a pulse be this fast?

Lin Brother Bai Sui was also a bit surprised.

The mental power of the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor could detect illnesses caused by evil spirit yin energy.

But when these combat team members fought with evil spirits, they were not only disturbed in their body functions and developed lesions, but were also directly injured by the evil spirits.

Illness and injury are ultimately different, but they are entangled, and there were even situations where injections and talisman water were used, causing the body's energy to be overdrawn.

These required careful pulse taking.

"I can see the illnesses of yin energy directly, and I can detect physical injuries with my force."

Chu Tianshu explained.

After he cultivated the "Martial Kitchen God," even without exerting full force, entering the combat state of Diamond Stabilization where the body is like yellow jade, the various forces from before were operated more roundly and freely.

The ability to detect the whole body with immortal force had already reached the degree of seeing and hearing the situation inside others' bodies with a touch of force.

Lin Brother Bai Sui needled a few needles first, observed the patient's reaction, and found that Chu Tianshu's diagnosis was indeed correct, so he started faster.

The two cooperated and soon treated the remaining wounded.

Lin Brother Bai Sui breathed a sigh of relief, walked to a position at the cafeteria door where he could blow the wind, sat down softly, and leaned against the table with his back.

A companion helped him wipe his sweat and turned to do other things.

Chu Tianshu sat beside him, cracked his fingers, and said casually: "Where is the vice-principal?"

"Didn't they say the three Mo brothers were the masterminds of the Ghost Market?"

Lin Brother Bai Sui replied, "They have several other industries in the city under their names; Vice-Principal Yuan and a few of our team leaders went to check them."

Chu Tianshu clicked his tongue: "There are at least dozens of cuts on your Team Leader Liu's limbs, and he's still running around?"

"His constitution is special; he belongs to the kind whose vitality is more tenacious than his combat power."

Lin Brother Bai Sui looked at Chu Tianshu and smiled, "Where did you find this set of clothes?"

They had met briefly at the intersection before.

Chu Tianshu had no clothes on his upper body, and his lower body was also tattered; thanks to the Three-Seven Divine Sword tied to his waist, it helped keep some cloth.

Now he had put on a pair of trousers and a coat over his upper body.

Although the coat was buttoned, it was obvious that there were no other clothes underneath.

"I picked it up from a mall I passed by; I wrote down the name and will go pay for it this afternoon."

Chu Tianshu asked again, "With Guangling's incident being this big, how does the official side plan to handle the aftermath?"

Lin Brother Bai Sui tilted his head, letting his eyes rest.

"I'm just a worker; how would I know about their decision-making level?"

"But I estimate that they should go with the flow, guide public opinion to ferment for a few days, and then announce some things one after another."

Lin Brother Bai Sui said, "Moreover, they will try to facilitate synchronized movements internationally."

"You might not be very clear, but actually, just last week, a group of Spirit Realm species in London somehow got an airship from the last century and caused a huge mess."

"Although they tried to fish in troubled waters afterward, releasing a large amount of fake news and covering it up in the name of a terrorist attack, the effect was not very good; instead, it caused several large-scale protest marches."

"Even if there were still people in the country who wanted to continue covering it up, they would have to consider London's lesson."

Chu Tianshu asked curiously: "Are you saying that kind of intelligent Spirit Realm native species, not the evil spirits transformed from wandering souls?"

"It's a small half of intelligent Spirit Realm species, and humans who have implanted Spirit Realm genes into themselves."

Lin Brother Bai Sui opened his eyes, "The matter of gene modification still has too much uncertainty; Chang'an's centipede project has huge flaws within the explored range."

"That Dr. Du, however, insists on this and is really not afraid of taking too big a step and tearing his balls!"

Chu Tianshu said: "This belongs to ignoring the reality foundation; it's not rare in history, eh..."

As he said this, he remembered the opera lyrics of his second grandfather.

"Urgently seeking a holy name to learn from Wang Mang, a thousand cuts and ten thousand scrapes with no good end!"

In the teaching building, suction cup hooks were stuck on the walls to hang IV bottles.

Ma Dengwan was wrapped in several layers of bandages around his waist, his face snow-white, but he was looking at his wife and children beside him with a smile.

"You're still laughing; your intestines almost came out."

The woman wearing a dark red cotton-padded jacket rarely lost her temper, raised her hand to hit her husband, but was afraid of touching the wound.

"It's not that serious; if it were really that miserable, I wouldn't just be sitting here hanging water."

Ma Dengwan patted his face himself, "However, it really should be hit; if I had known, I wouldn't have gone out running around, almost coming back late."

Saying this, he reached out to touch his wife's hand.

His wife saw that there were still many people hanging water nearby, and said embarrassedly: "It's shameful; let your son accompany you here, I'll go home first and get you some wontons."

Ma Dengwan said hurriedly: "Don't, don't, don't; the sun hasn't come out completely yet, don't walk outside alone; go to this school cafeteria and see, it seems they made a lot of food there."

"Alright." The woman nodded and got up to leave.

Ma Dengwan sighed contentedly: "Stable days are good; I always feel that the days before going to jail were more passionate; now that I think about it, those days were really chaotic."

"You wouldn't have taken the commission just to find passion, would you?"

Uncle Nan happened to be sitting not far away, heard this, and talked, smiling, "That's quite good; it shows you're still young."

"If you reach our age, you will feel that the passion burned when you were young was all for the power to choose a stable life."

Among the people hanging water, there were mature ones who nodded in agreement, but sighed: "It's a pity, with such a big incident in Guangling, there shouldn't be few waves afterward."

"I don't know how many peaceful days there will be in the future, and whether it will be chaotic again."

Uncle Nan said: "Then try to face it with a stable mentality; young people might be easy to lose stability, but we older ones can cool them down."

This remark caused another round of agreement; everyone had a few skills in Guangling City.

Even if they weren't particularly familiar, they knew a little bit about each other's background.

Someone simply suggested that everyone should set up a channel for easy contact, in case something happened, so they could help each other.

Uncle Nan couldn't help but think that once these news from Guangling spread, I'm afraid many folk scattered soldiers would have the idea of huddling together.

While talking, Ma Dengwan's wife pushed a dining cart back; the dining cart had two layers and many tableware, but no food was seen.

A young man behind her walked in carrying two large iron buckets.

"Everyone has worked hard all night, and the wounded also need to replenish nutrition."

Chu Tianshu laughed: "This bucket is soy milk, and this bucket is buns and steamed buns."

"If there's anything you're allergic to, everyone pay attention yourself."

The iron bucket for buns was divided into four compartments: meat buns, vegetable buns, three-fresh ones, and solid steamed buns.

The soy milk was steaming hot, without sugar, just a fragrance of the original flavor.

Those who came earlier to accompany their families all got up and took the initiative to get soy milk.

Uncle Nan stared at Chu Tianshu, full of surprise.

Chu Tianshu happened to have distributed a few bowls, and also handed one to him: "Drink, old uncle, what's wrong?"

Uncle Nan was a bit stunned, his son hurriedly thanked him and took the soy milk.

"It's really you!"

Uncle Nan opened his mouth, "Your methods were so fierce... alright, why are you working in the cafeteria?"

Several people in this classroom also recognized Chu Tianshu and looked over frequently.

"Hehe, my kung fu is not bad, thanks for the compliment."

Chu Tianshu smiled, "But anyway, the fight is over, someone suggested sending food to everyone, I happened to be in the cafeteria, so I came to help."

"Eat quickly, in this ghostly weather, don't let it get cold."

Chu Tianshu waved his hand and left the classroom, looking like he was going to the cafeteria again.

Uncle Nan's son was also in his thirties and asked quietly: "Who is this?"

"The person who saved your father's life."

Uncle Nan took the soy milk, drank a mouthful in a daze, almost got scalded, and hurriedly blew on it.

He looked at the ripples in the bowl, remembered the appearance and age of the soldiers he met last night, and the students who killed their way out with benches and blood, and couldn't help but smile.

There are those who are old and strong, and among the young people, there are also very stable ones.

Even if there are many waves in the future, as long as everyone cultivates courage and stillness everywhere, and cultivates strength, it's not impossible to continue living a good life!

(End of chapter)