Chapter 7

Early the next morning, Lu Xingzhou went to the Demon Suppression Division by himself.

Sheng Yuanyao greeted him at the door, and seeing Lu Xingzhou rolling the wheelchair with both hands and moving forward with difficulty, she helped push him inside.

Lu Xingzhou was a bit surprised: "Thank you."

"A small effort." Sheng Yuanyao wondered: "Where is Anuo? Why are you alone, you are so inconvenient..."

"The house is being renovated, a bunch of people are working, someone has to watch."

"You really trust a six-year-old child to act alone! What can she suppress?"

"If even a Daoist who has entered the grade doesn't dare to act alone in Xiazhou City, then I think I should ask how the Xiazhou Demon Suppression Division deters the local area."

Sheng Yuanyao: "..."

Didn't notice, it turns out that doll is actually a Daoist who has entered the grade?

Then her divination...

"Where is the patient I need to treat?" Lu Xingzhou asked.

Sheng Yuanyao came back to her senses, silently pushed the wheelchair through the corridor, and entered a tightly closed dark room.

As soon as the door was opened, the sound of iron chains clanking came from inside, and a person's low roar: "Don't look for me... I didn't kill..."

"Isn't this old butler Huo..." Lu Xingzhou glanced at Sheng Yuanyao: "You said he was found dead in the house, so you interrogated me for a long time."

Sheng Yuanyao coughed: "That was to trick you. He was just missing at the time, and was found later. Can you treat this madness?"

"The Demon Suppression Division has countless experts, why call me to treat it?"

"Because you have treated him before, and you have a beginning and an end."

"In the end, you are still testing Lu Mou." Lu Xingzhou smiled, and didn't say anything more, rolling the wheelchair into the room.

Strange to say, old butler Huo, who had been roaring, stopped roaring when he saw Lu Xingzhou enter the door, looking at him approaching in a daze, seemingly quite trusting.

Lu Xingzhou stretched out two fingers, pointed at old butler Huo's brow, and after a while, old butler Huo's eyelids grew heavy and he fell asleep.

Sheng Yuanyao watched Lu Xingzhou's operation with great interest and asked: "How?"

"Just calming his spirit first." Lu Xingzhou took out the Soul-Nourishing Pill he refined last night: "Give him this pill for three consecutive days, one pill a day, and his soul will return to normal after three days."

Sheng Yuanyao said: "Can you determine the cause of his illness?"

"Just scared out of his wits, a small matter. When he recovers, you can ask him what he saw. Besides that, his hand tendons were cut by someone, I can't treat this."

Sheng Yuanyao knew this was very difficult to treat. If broken tendons could be easily cured, Lu Xingzhou wouldn't have been sitting in a wheelchair for so many years.

Actually, in the world of cultivation, treating this kind of injury is not too difficult if there are suitable medicinal materials. Unfortunately, this kind of medicinal material often belongs to treasures, at least not something that can be found casually in the medicinal materials widely planted and sold in Xiazhou.

To treat this, perhaps we have to see what the Huo family will bring from the capital.

While pondering, Lu Xingzhou stretched out his large hand: "Give me money."

Sheng Yuanyao: "?"

"My three superior-grade Soul-Nourishing Pills, plus the consultation fee, does the Demon Suppression Division want to prostitute for free?" Obviously, the top-grade was downgraded by the gold-swallowing beast.

Sheng Yuanyao was speechless. This kind of thing goes through the Demon Suppression Division's public account, of course, she didn't intend to prostitute for free, but Lu Xingzhou's image really didn't match the image of opening his mouth and closing his mouth only for money, looking very discordant: "Besides money, is there nothing else to talk about?"

"You and I are just in the relationship of an investigator and a suspect, not talking about money, should we talk about feelings?" Lu Xingzhou smiled: "However, it is also to clear my suspicion that I treat him to wake up his spirit, so the consultation fee can be waived, just give me the cost price of the medicine."

Sheng Yuanyao asked Lu Xingzhou to treat the illness, just to test him. Now seeing old butler Huo's reaction to Lu Xingzhou and Lu Xingzhou's attitude, the last trace of doubt in her heart finally dissipated.

She stuffed a banknote over: "Did you use my power that day?"

"Why do you say that?" Lu Xingzhou took the banknote and smiled: "I didn't know I would be taken to the Demon Suppression Division for questioning by you as a suspect when I went down the mountain, and it was not up to me to decide whether to go back to the mountain with me afterwards, nor could I know when Liu Qingcang would cross the river and tear down the bridge. How could I use you?"

"This is exactly what I find puzzling." Sheng Yuanyao rolled her eyes and suddenly took out another ingot: "If you can solve my confusion, this is yours."

Lu Xingzhou stared at the ingot with blinking eyes: "Are you treating me as Anuo?"

"Uh..."

"You really know people." Lu Xingzhou put the ingot into his pocket at high speed, beaming with joy.

Sheng Yuanyao: "..."

"Actually, it's very simple. Liu Yan'er is an idiot and can't hide her words at all. I knew they went to greet a powerful alchemist before I went down the mountain that day."

"And then?"

"Although I didn't know I would be taken as a suspect by you when I went down the mountain, since I was targeted, I naturally knew you would definitely go up the mountain to investigate in detail, so I just invited you... Is this using you? You were going to investigate the case yourself, it wasn't me who decided for you. So it was a coincidence, but I had a count in my heart, making it seem like it was calculated. It's not that complicated."

In fact, the whole murder case was Lu Xingzhou's plan. He obviously had a count in his heart about being questioned when going down the mountain; he was just waiting to bring Sheng Yuanyao up the mountain.

It was indeed calculated from beginning to end.

Sheng Yuanyao didn't know this layer and was bored by Lu Xingzhou's words: "It's just like this..."

Lu Xingzhou turned his head to look at her expression, finding it quite funny. As they spoke, they had already pushed out of the alley outside the Demon Suppression Division, and there was a vendor selling watermelons at the entrance of the alley.

Lu Xingzhou stopped, bought one and handed it to Sheng Yuanyao: "For you."

Sheng Yuanyao was stunned: "How do you know I love eating melon!"

Lu Xingzhou hinted: "You'll eat until you can't hold it anymore in the future."

Sheng Yuanyao held the melon, turned her head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly asked: "How much do you know about the seventh young master Huo's affairs in Danxia Temple back then?"

Lu Xingzhou pretended to be stunned: "When I was adopted by Master, the seventh young master Huo was already dead, so I don't know much. However, since we were adjacent, I also heard Master mention some, what does the Commander want to know?"

"Everything you know."

"Master heard from the Huo family servants who came to the temple to burn incense that the seventh young master Huo had good martial arts aptitude since he was a child, but unfortunately he was not favored and had no resources. I guess he couldn't learn anything." Lu Xingzhou touched his chin and recalled: "The so-called equal treatment is just talk for outsiders. The seventh young master Huo was hungry and cold, almost treated as a servant, and I don't know more details."

"Do you know why he died?"

"How could I know this... Anyway, it's unlikely that he died of illness."

"Why?"

"Look, even at my level, as long as there is medicine, treating some difficult and miscellaneous diseases is not too difficult. The Huo family has many people with higher levels than me, and resources are available, how could the young master die suddenly?"

Sheng Yuanyao nodded, she also thought so.

Lu Xingzhou said again: "I'll guess casually, you listen casually. It is said that the seventh young master Huo had many whimsical ideas since he was a child and was scolded as whimsical, while the eldest young master was always praised for being steady. The sweet potato proposal that came out of nowhere like a fairy from heaven, who is more likely to have proposed it? After this proposal, Huo seven died suddenly, and Huo da got the shade of the title."

Sheng Yuanyao interrupted: "Too much speculation. Don't talk about this casually with others in the future."

Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly.

Sheng Yuanyao said so, but combined with what she investigated, she obviously already had a conclusion in her heart.

Actually, this conclusion is not wrong. The sweet potato proposal was really proposed by Huo Shang, because he was Lu Xingzhou's friend. Lu Xingzhou didn't think that telling his friend this plan back then, hoping to help him improve his status in the family, would bring disaster to his friend instead.

As for his own disaster, it had nothing to do with this; it was an accidental treasure, and the crime was having a treasure.

Sheng Yuanyao sighed in a low voice: "Being an enemy of the Huo family is like a mayfly shaking a tree. If this person is really alive... isn't it good to be alive?"

Lu Xingzhou glanced at her, not knowing if she still had a little doubt and was pointing at him.

But he still answered: "Everyone has the meaning of living, otherwise it's better to die."

How could he not know that with his current strength, wanting to shake the Huo family is no different from a fool's dream?

But if you don't do anything, what are you living for?

Sheng Yuanyao wanted to say something but stopped, and suddenly asked: "Then what is the meaning of your living?"

Lu Xingzhou looked at the ground, his eyes deep with ripples, and didn't respond for a long time.

He had never asked himself this question properly, and when he was suddenly asked, his thoughts fluctuated.

Born in a martial arts family in the mountains, he was happy and harmonious since he was a child. He thought he could have a carefree life, but who knew he was facing endless injustice and humiliation, and even more facing desperate death. His body was young, his cultivation was insufficient, he was a mayfly shaking a tree, and he was powerless to turn the tide.

Just left the tiger's mouth, but entered the wolf's den, two years as a medicine person, endured all the bitterness.

Thought he met redemption, worked side by side, worked hard for eight years, assisted in establishing a huge organization, but couldn't get a moment of her gaze. The day of confession was the day of expulsion.

This life is really like rowing a boat on land; no matter how you row, it's a waste of effort.

There is always only Anuo by his side, the only person who will never betray him, connected like life.

What is the meaning of living?

Seeking justice? Or just seeking a hearty revenge?

Lu Xingzhou exhaled a long breath, looked at the distant sky, and suddenly asked: "Do you think that morning glow looks like alchemy fire?"

"Ah?"

"If this world is like an alchemy furnace, and you and I are both roasted in it..." Lu Xingzhou finally answered slowly: "Then the meaning of my living is that I will eventually replace the alchemy fire under this furnace with my own fire."

Sheng Yuanyao's expression changed a bit, she opened her mouth, but was speechless for a long time.

Thank you for the massive rewards, I've already prepared my butt~

By the way, the first day the book opened yesterday, the alliance group exploded... Any alliance leaders wandering outside, please find me or Sumu or Mushroom to return to the group upon seeing this letter.

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