Chapter 143: Western Shu Inspector Ge Song Da Shen

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the Baoan Hall under the north city wall.

"Eh, Sister Cuier, Mother Zhang, you..."

Xiang Xiaoyu poked her head behind the screen and said, "You accompanied the Old Matriarch to see a doctor!"

Behind the screen was a young man with a face like jade, twenty-four or twenty-five years old, supporting the Old Matriarch of the Wang family, sitting on a high-backed chair, and letting Divine Physician Min help take the pulse.

The Wang family maid, Cuier, and the second daughter-in-law, Zhang Shi, sat on small stools outside with worried expressions.

"Are you Little Fengxian from the Red Sleeve Workshop?" Zhang Shi's expression was a bit awkward, but also a bit curious.

She had known of Xiang Xiaoyu's existence, after all, Xiang Xiaoyu practiced sword on the roof of the Little Quiet Pavilion every day.

But she hadn't dealt with Xiang Xiaoyu.

The first time they met face-to-face was the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law war, which was very shameful, so her expression was awkward.

In the past few days, "Xiang Xiaoyu, Righteous and Loyal" had become famous in Eastern Shu, and she was very curious, even wanting to ask about the Investiture of the Gods.

"Yes, it's me. Mother Zhang, is the person inside the Second Master Wang?" Xiang Xiaoyu laughed.

Zhang Shi nodded, "We brought the matriarch to see a doctor."

Cuier asked curiously, "Little Fengxian, what are you doing at the Baoan Hall?"

"Hehe, I have apprenticed to Divine Physician Min as a teacher and want to learn medicine from him!" Xiang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"You, want to learn medicine?" Zhang Shi's expression was strange, and she really wanted to ask: even the Guan Chenghuang you don't want to be, what's the use of being a female physician?

"Yu'er, come here." Divine Physician Min shouted from inside.

Xiang Xiaoyu straightened her skirt and hair, walked in with quick steps but an elegant posture.

Divine Physician Min pointed to the shoulder and back of the Wang Old Matriarch and said, "Open your right tiger's mouth, press your thumb on the matriarch's Fengmen acupoint, touch the Pohu acupoint with your index finger, use Daoist internal strength, and press with a rhythm of three light and one heavy for the time of a stick of incense."

"Can my internal strength cure diseases?" Xiang Xiaoyu asked in surprise.

Divine Physician Min said, "It's not letting you use internal strength to cure diseases, just helping to clear the meridians and acupoints."

"Your internal kung fu is neutral and peaceful, and has the effect of nourishing life, which is beneficial and harmless to the matriarch."

Xiang Xiaoyu followed his instructions, put her hand on the matriarch's back, and asked, "How much internal strength should I use?"

"Feel it yourself, just clear the acupoints."

"Miss Yu, thank you for your trouble." The second son of the Wang family bowed.

Divine Physician Min called the next patient in.

Xiang Xiaoyu chatted with the Old Matriarch and her son, all related to declining the Jin Yang Guan Chenghuang god position.

After a stick of incense, the Old Matriarch's pale face looked better, and she said some words of thanks to Xiang Xiaoyu and Divine Physician Min, and was supported out by her son and daughter-in-law.

"Even the meridians are blocked, the Old Matriarch is seriously ill! But now, not to mention curing the root cause, even the symptoms haven't been cured," Xiang Xiaoyu frowned.

Divine Physician Min sighed and said, "If there are no accidents, her time will come within half a month."

"Her illness is not in the body, but in the heart. If she can't think clearly, her thoughts are restless, her qi is not smooth, and resentment is blocked in her heart. No medicine can cure it."

"Does the Wang family know?" Xiang Xiaoyu asked.

"When she was sent here on the first day, I told them. Squire Wang himself is a famous doctor, and he knows the cause of the illness, but his family persuaded her, and it had no effect..."

"Perhaps this is fate, the King of Hell has already crossed out her name in the Life and Death Book."

Divine Physician Min rubbed his temples and asked, "Have you memorized the 'Shennong Materia Medica Classic' completely and understood it thoroughly?"

"No, I'm here to see a doctor."

Xiang Xiaoyu handed over her right arm and said, "Today, Daoist Priest Yunqing from the Xianyun Temple came to the Red Sleeve Workshop and said a lot of strange things to me. Please help me take a look."

Divine Physician Min pressed his fingers on her wrist pulse three times, frowned, and pressed three more times, muttering, "Strange, you seem to be going to have a serious illness in the future, but I don't quite understand it."

"Illness? Daoist Priest Yunqing said that my forehead is spraying auspicious light and I have immortal blessing. How can it be related to illness?" Xiang Xiaoyu asked in confusion.

Divine Physician Min said lightly, "I am a physician, not a physiognomist. Whether you have immortal blessing or not, I can't tell."

"I can only infer that you will have a serious illness in the future through the qi of life and death in your body."

Xiang Xiaoyu said, "Even before I practiced internal kung fu, I rarely got sick."

Divine Physician Min pondered, "It seems to be a symptom of mental fatigue and spiritual exhaustion... but you are now full of spirit and qi."

Xiang Xiaoyu thought for a while and repeated the Dog-Meat Daoist's words from this morning.

Divine Physician Min frowned and thought for a while, saying, "Whether immortal blessing is true or false, his suggestions are golden words."

"Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, and always having a heart of compassion and tolerance, will only be good for you, not bad."

Yingxiang Mansion, on the Black Dragon River outside the North City Gate. 【143

The setting sun cast a golden-red glow over the vast river surface.

The water ripples, and the river water looks like jumping golden musical notes.

The travelers on the sailboat felt an indescribable beauty and tranquility.

"Cheng Qingge, we are back."

Looking at the Guan family wharf in the distance, shrouded in smoke, Zhu Tong's dark, thin face, covered with a thick beard, showed a complex expression mixed with anticipation and anxiety.

"Zhu Tou, Cheng Qingge is blessing us!"

Beside Zhu Tong were two other soldiers in full black armor, dressed just like Zhu Tong, in the attire of the Luye Guard Iron Cavalry Battalion.

The round-faced knight on the left held the reins of his warhorse, waiting for the boat to dock so he could mount his horse and enter the wharf directly.

"The brothers who followed Old Duck Guan north to the desert are now less than one in ten. If we hadn't been accompanying Zhu Tou to recover from his injuries, we would likely have died at Flying Immortal Crossing."

"Sigh, the Battle of Flying Immortal Crossing was indeed tragic; even Old Duck Guan almost died." Another man with a scar on his face sighed.

Zhu Tong frowned and said, "Xiao Long, Sun Laoqi, the Guan family wharf is just ahead; let's not talk about 'Old Duck Guan'."

Scar-faced Sun Laoqi laughed in a low voice, "Zhu Tou, you don't have to be so cautious; I heard that Old Duck Guan's wife and eldest brother gave him a hat, and even his daughter isn't his own.

He has no face to stay in the Shu Kingdom anymore and has run off to Great Qin to seek a future."

"Even if he left, the Guan family in Yingxiang Mansion is still here!" Zhu Tong said in a deep voice.

Round-faced Xiao Long said, "Zhu Tou, the brothers who returned to Luodu alive have all been promoted and become rich; the Monarch certainly won't treat the three of us unfairly.

Perhaps he will let Zhu Tou serve as the new Cavalry Commandant.

At that time, you can call General Guan Huchen Huchen 'Old Duck Guan' to his face; why would you be afraid of the Guan family's retainers at the wharf?"

Zhu Tong looked down at his missing right arm and smiled bitterly, "You are all daydreaming; a cripple like me can't even stay in the Luye Guard."

Scar-faced Sun Laoqi said excitedly, "So what if you're missing half an arm? General Guan Huchen Huchen has left, Cheng Qingge and Brother Zhang San are dead, and Song Changqing committed a crime and was exiled to the Nanshan mine to serve as a supervising officer; you are the strongest among the remaining iron cavalry."

Zhu Tong shook his head, "Each generation produces its own talents. The Luye Guard is now full, and experts must have joined."

After a pause, he added, "And I only want to handle the funeral arrangements for Cheng Qingge and the brothers; I have no heart to go to Luodu to fight for power."

Sun Laoqi and Xiao Long fell silent upon hearing this.

Soon, the sailboat docked at the Guan family wharf, and the three knights led their horses off the gangplank.

"Zhu Tou, Sun Laoqi, Xiao Long, we are here!!"

As soon as they landed, a burst of cheers came from ahead.

"Luo Kai, Ye Xing... you all came!"

Looking at the dozen or so familiar brothers running over quickly, Zhu Tong was moved, his tiger eyes sparkling with a little crystal.

"Damn, why did you only just arrive? We've already made four or five trips back and forth. If you hadn't appeared, our vacation would have ended, and we would have had to return to Luodu." Luo Kai punched Sun Laoqi hard in the chest.

"I wanted to come back early too, but a boat isn't a horse; it's not fast just because you want it to be," Sun Laoqi laughed.

"Alright, this isn't the place to talk; let's go to the Drunken Immortal Building; tonight we won't stop until we're drunk!" Ye Xing laughed loudly.

"Just not stopping until we're drunk isn't enough? We must go to the Changchun Building and fight all night!" Everyone clamored.

Zhu Tong tilted his head to look at the package hanging on the saddle and said, "Brothers, I'll go to Shimen Street first, and then I'll go to the Changchun Building to find you later."

The smiles on everyone's faces disappeared, "We've already arranged everything for Cheng Qingge's family; the old uncle and aunt, the sister-in-law, and the nephews are all doing well, and they will never lack food or clothing for the rest of their lives..."

Zhu Tong patted the package and said, "You have done very well, and I have always been at ease, but I must personally send Cheng Qingge home."

"We will go together."

In Yingxiang Mansion, Ge Qing did not have the title of "Righteous Black Third Brother," but his fame and stories were almost that of a "Song Jiang of Eastern Shu."

A Song Jiang who died before going to Liang Shan and could be concluded as "unparalleled in righteousness."

This group of soldiers from the Iron Cavalry Battalion who came to welcome Zhu Tong were not all close friends with Ge Qing.

Several were not even locals of Yingxiang Mansion.

But they had all heard of Ge Qing's fame and admired his character.

At this moment, accompanying Zhu Tong to send Ge Qing's ashes home was sincere and without any pretense.

Late at night.

"Old Zhu, Old Zhu~~" A series of calls drifted over gloomily, like a cool breeze at night.

"In the middle of the night, not sleeping, what are you calling for?"

On the second floor of the Changchun Building, Zhu Tong turned over on the embroidered bed, his face flushed, and he muttered a response.

"Old Zhu, it's me, Cheng Qingge has come, get up quickly!"

"What Cheng Qingge—Cheng Qingge?"

Zhu Tong flipped over suddenly and sat up from the bed; eye boogers stuck to his eyelashes, his eyes wouldn't open, and he felt the lamplight was hazy and he couldn't see clearly.

He rubbed his eyes hard, got out of bed barefoot, opened his eyes wide, and looked over, "Cheng Qingge?"

Beside the table littered with cups and plates sat a heroic and tall man.

The man wore black official robes, had a thumb-thick mysterious iron chain wrapped around his waist, and his face was full of joyful smiles, looking over with gentle eyes.

It was none other than Ge Qing, the "Great Power of Xuanwu Gangqi" who was killed by Xiao Yu with the "Great Father-Destroying Curse" by the Liushahe!

"Cheng Qingge, is it really you? Am I, Old Zhu, not dreaming?!"

Zhu Tong was so excited that his voice was choked with sobs.

"Brother, you are indeed dreaming," Ge Qing's smile became bitter, "I died long ago, and now I am sending you a dream!"

"What? Am I really dreaming?"

Zhu Tong was stunned and looked around; he was indeed in the room of Miss Haitang on the second floor of the Changchun Building.

Not only were the room's furnishings exactly the same as before he went to sleep, but he could even see Haitang's white, soft body on the bed!

Ge Qing laughed, "Brother, I have become a ghost god now; what do these little tricks count for?

You sit down, let's drink and talk slowly."

He led Zhu Tong to the table, picked up the wine pot, and poured two cups of wine.

The two clinked glasses; the familiar and warm feeling made Zhu Tong's heart feel warm, and his eye sockets began to ache again.

"Cheng Qingge, you have become a ghost god?"

Ge Qing nodded, "After I died, I went to the Underworld and met Chief Judge Hu; Chief Judge said I was a loyal, righteous, and brave man and asked if I was willing to stay in the Underworld to hold office.

I died unjustly, full of unwillingness, and missed my family and you brothers, so I didn't want to go to reincarnation immediately.

It just so happened that the former Shu Kingdom Inspector, Lord Song, committed a crime, was demoted by one rank, and was exiled to the Northern Wilderness.

Chief Judge Hu let me take his place.

Now I am the Inspector of the Shu Kingdom, and I also helped Zhang San beg for a job as a ghost envoy."

Zhu Tong sighed, "So Zhang San has already reunited with Brother; now I can finally be completely at ease."

The gentleness on Ge Qing's face was replaced by murderous intent, and he said coldly, "Brother, do you know why I died unwillingly and still have a belly full of resentment?"

Zhu Tong was stunned and muttered, "Brother had good martial arts and even practiced Xuanwu Gangqi; he could have joined the Great Qin Yumen Guard and sought a great future..."

Ge Qing sneered, "Brother, you were deceived; Zhang San and everyone were deceived by the Sha barbarian Yu."

"Sha barbarian Yu? Is it Guan Yu? Oh, now she has been abandoned by the Guan family and has become the Righteousness-Reaching-the-Heavens Yu Fengxian. What happened to her?" Zhu Tong asked in confusion.

"The one who killed me is the Sha barbarian Yu!"

Ge Qing's ghost face twisted hideously, and he recounted in detail the process of Xiao Yu devouring the cavalry squad that day and finally killing him by the Liushahe.

"That shameless and vicious little bitch, seeing she was no match for me, deliberately knelt down and pretended to be cowardly, making me careless, then suddenly exploded and launched a sneak attack... I don't understand, I'm not reconciled; I had already practiced Xuanwu Gangqi, and she didn't even have internal qi; how could she cut through my Xuanwu Gangqi shield?"

During Ge Qing's recounting of Xiao Yu killing the cavalry squad, Zhu Tong also gnashed his teeth, his eyebrows raised in anger, and his face full of hatred.

Ge Qing was the eldest brother he respected and loved the most.

The other cavalrymen in Ge Qing's squad were also brothers he had known for many years.

Thinking of Zhang San and the thirty-plus brothers who died in the fish demon's mouth, and his own missing right arm, Zhu Tong wished he could immediately kill the Sha barbarian Yu with one slash.

However, after hearing the last sentence, he relaxed his expression instead, regained some rationality, and sighed, "Cheng Qingge, you don't know, that Yu Fengxian has the great supernatural power of the Sword Bone.

As the saying goes, cultivation is no match for supernatural power, and supernatural power is no match for the Heavenly Mandate.

Her cultivation is low, but her supernatural power is strong; she even killed a Human Immortal.

When she killed Kong Zan, she also hadn't practiced internal qi."

"I know she had the Sword Bone supernatural power before, but now, her Sword Bone has been crippled by Song Changqing," Ge Qing stared at Zhu Tong and said gloomily, "Everyone says Song Changqing is avenging the eight brothers who died in the wine cellar at Flying Immortal Crossing."