Chapter 65: The Silver That Cannot Be Taken

These wontons are large meat wontons, round and plump, with meat filling accounting for eighty percent and the dough skin for twenty percent; eating them leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, providing a great sense of satisfaction.

How are they like those small wontons? The meat filling is practically non-existent.

The soy-sauce meat is similar to the soy-sauce beef from Li Heng's past life. However, it is not a cold dish, but piping hot, with fibers coming apart strand by strand, and occasionally a bit of tendon to add texture.

The aroma of the soy sauce and the meat blend together, making it very appetizing with rice.

Li Heng had been tossing and turning for so long, consuming a lot of Qi and Blood, so now he is devouring it heartily. After finishing, he even packed a few portions of the soy-sauce meat to eat on the go.

After all, when walking the path of Martial Dao, eating is the top priority.

He strolled along the way.

Finally, he returned to the station of the Demon Suppression Division.

He kicked the door open, adding insult to injury for the already overburdened gate, making it teeter on the verge of collapse. He walked into the courtyard and saw Xu Liang sitting on a stool, his face full of worry.

"My lord, you've finally returned!"

Seeing Li Heng appear, Xu Liang was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed; he stood up immediately and said with immense excitement.

"Stop shouting, be quiet."

Li Heng frowned and said indifferently.

"Yes, yes, my lord, it's good that you're back."

Xu Liang immediately lowered his voice, fawning and trying to please him.

"My lord, what exactly happened the night before last? I slept very soundly that night and didn't notice anything. But I heard from people at the gathering that it was a divine warning..."

"But I, Xu Liang, am no fool; how could that be possible?"

Xu Liang was very confident.

Li Heng glanced at Xu Liang, his expression somewhat strange. He really hadn't expected that this Xu Liang would actually follow his instructions, not go out after dark, and even sleep so soundly.

"Nothing much, just a Ghost Domain enveloping the Sanshan Gathering. Not worth mentioning," he said casually.

"So that's how it is, just a Ghost Domain enveloping the Sanshan Gath... My lord, what did you just say? A Ghost Domain, enveloping the Sanshan Gathering?!"

Seeing Li Heng's relaxed expression, Xu Liang had thought it was just a small matter. But when he heard Li Heng's words clearly, he was immediately dumbfounded, thinking he had auditory hallucinations.

"It is just as you think."

Li Heng spoke indifferently, not wishing to repeat the explanation.

"Hiss!"

Xu Liang gasped.

He was, after all, a member of the Demon Suppression Division and knew the weight of this matter.

A Ghost Domain is not something an ordinary Weird can possess. His uncle used to brag about it often because he had once beheaded a Weird that possessed a Ghost Domain.

The kind that would be bragged about every time he drank, anyway.

Saying how valiant he was, how Terror-inducing that Weird was, and how rare the Ghost Domain was.

Moreover, this Ghost Domain was large enough to envelop the Sanshan Gathering; one can imagine how Terror-inducing that Weird was? A Weird of this level must be comparable to a god, right?

"My lord, may I ask if the matter... has been resolved?"

Enduring the scalp-tingling sensation and the urge to turn and run away from the Sanshan Gathering at any moment, Xu Liang said cautiously.

"Resolved..." Xu Liang was happy upon hearing this.

"And also not resolved..." Xu Liang's face stiffened upon hearing this.

Li Heng looked at Xu Liang's expression and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Alright, this matter is not for you to consider. In any case, you just need to know that it is temporarily safe now; as for whether it will be safe in the future, I don't know either."

Leaving behind this sentence, Li Heng returned to the room, packed his things, and prepared to return to Bei'an City.

When he came out, Xu Liang was still in a daze.

Li Heng ignored him and walked straight out the door.

"My lord, where are you going?"

Suddenly, Xu Liang finally came to his senses, and seeing Li Heng leaving again, he couldn't help but shout in a hurry.

"Returning to Bei'an City to report."

"Oh, by the way, your uncle Xu Yinghuan told you not to gamble anymore in the future; you should think about it carefully yourself."

Lazily tossing out this sentence, Li Heng left directly.

On the official road leading to Bei'an City.

That little Daoist boy and the people from the noble family were gradually approaching the Sanshan Gathering. At the same time, they also saw the travelers who intended to leave their homes because the Ghost Domain had enveloped the Sanshan Gathering.

The leading noble youth felt a bit strange.

Had the situation in Bei'an City already rotted to such an extent? That so many commoners would choose to flee and leave their homes?

"Xiao Ye Zi."

A voice rang out, and the leading noble youth immediately became respectful, like a lackey behind a bully, and hurriedly ran to the side of the little Daoist boy.

"I wonder what instructions Little Martial Uncle has?"

"Go and ask for me what exactly happened here that could make so many people choose to leave their homes."

The little Daoist boy's eyelids drooped, his eyes appearing neither open nor closed, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, and his tone was also very lazy and indifferent.

"Yes, Little Martial Uncle."

The youth responded respectfully and then retreated. He scanned the area casually, found an unlucky soul, and walked over.

Those poor people leaving their homes, dragging their families along, had originally stayed far away upon seeing the noble family's group, fearing any involvement with them.

But no matter how much they hid, they still couldn't escape.

Most people moved even further away, looking at the unlucky soul chosen by the noble youth with some pity. They hoped he wouldn't be beaten to death by such a young master...

This unlucky soul was an honest, middle-aged man. He was alone, looking like a bachelor who had reached middle age yet still couldn't find a wife.

"I ask you, what happened in Bei'an City?"

The young man from the noble family spoke indifferently.

If not for the instructions of his Little Martial Uncle, he would not have dared to disobey, otherwise he would never have bothered to speak with these peasants. He was a born noble, and he and the peasants were not of the same World.

"I... I..."

This middle-aged man was somewhat panicked. After all, the youth before him was truly imposing and full of majesty. He even felt that he was nothing but an ant beneath the feet of the person before him.

The youth frowned and reined in his bloodline.

A peasant is just a peasant.

He could not even withstand this kind of pressure.

"Speak quickly, and once you are done, I will give you ten taels of silver."

The youth waved his hand and said with some impatience.

The middle-aged man finally calmed down.

"It's not... there is a problem in Bei'an City."

The man swallowed his saliva and then continued to speak.

"It is the Sanshan Gathering that has a problem. The night before last, everyone fell into a deep sleep. Even those walking on the streets collapsed to the ground, only to suddenly wake up later."

"Some people are rumored to say that this is a punishment and warning from the gods."

"That is why I did not dare to stay there any longer."

A deep sleep? The youth raised his eyebrows, interesting. He casually tossed out a ten-tael silver ingot, stayed far away from the peasant whose head had been smashed through by the silver, causing brains to splatter, and returned to report his mission.

He had indeed said he would give ten taels of silver.

But unfortunately, this peasant did not have the life to take it.

The youth returned to the presence of that little Daoist boy.

"Reporting to Little Martial Uncle... it is that Sanshan Gathering..."

He told this little Daoist boy the news he had obtained, point by point, not daring to conceal the slightest bit.