Chapter 134: 132、Curing the Illness

132、Curing the Illness

The plague qi coalesces into red threads, entwining the man’s body; the Spring Plague Ghost, drawn by these red threads, develops affection for him.

If one can detect the red threads on the man’s body and bind them to another, the Spring Plague Ghost will transfer its affection.

Thus, one may rebuke the Spring Plague Ghost for being fickle, promiscuous, and unworthy.

The Spring Plague Ghost will surely cover its face and depart, never again harassing others.

The Great Purity Heart Elixir Scripture provided Zhou Chang with crucial intelligence, truly

Yet throughout history, no major corpse tide has ever breached the walls of Nan Du, for that was the miracle created by Zhong Chu.

“Fine, I’ve been in seclusion long enough—it’s time to stretch my legs.” Ning Qiu stretched, joints cracking.

At this moment, Jiegeng looped a rope around Heichuan’s neck; the magical rope flared with lightning, jolting it into convulsions until it collapsed and reverted to its true form.

After Bayatai led his remnants through great hardship to reach the territory of the Chersen Khan in the Northern Steppes, Huang Taiji, upon hearing the reports from Bayatai, Li Yongfang, Kong Guo’er, and others, learned that Lindan Han and the remnants of the Chahar had ultimately fled into Qinghai, deepening his gloom.

This day was the first of the fifth month, the customary day of the imperial court’s grand morning assembly; Liu Zongzhou, as one of the Nine Ministers, had already gone to court early.

Xue Xue smiled and said: “You see my appearance, think I look Western, so you assume I’m Western?”

Fang Zhenghua spoke truly: etiquette may be neglected, but the emperor’s own safety cannot be ignored—if he visits the dying old duke and contracts some illness from there, trouble will follow.

Luo, who had been walking easily, suddenly tripped and nearly tumbled down; after stumbling to regain his balance, he stared in shock at the several white cats clinging tightly to his pant legs.

He told me you are not of this planet. From that moment, I began to watch you. Ever since, whenever I take you out, you always prefer to act alone.

Exploiting the Tsushima Domain far from Japan’s mainland poses little issue, as long as it is resolved before the Tokugawa Shogunate intervenes; if the Sō clan of Tsushima accepts defeat and submits, the Tokugawa Shogunate will likely have no recourse.

After speaking, Tong Xinya ignored everyone and turned back to her room, closing the door. Her gaze dulled—Shen Lingfeng had actually yelled at her! But why should she be upset? Wasn’t Shen Lingfeng always like this?

At the very instant Wang Wei vanished into the rift in the void, his voice, thick with lethal intent, echoed through the emptiness, sending a primal chill deep into the bones of all who heard it.

It was already the late hours of the night; he had to hurry to Yuan Bingning’s home to do something that would make her scream even louder.

His gaze turned icy as he stepped aside, revealing the elder behind him, hoping to scare off the young man.

In an instant, a white light appeared on Zhang Hua’s forehead, and immediately, fragments of memory surged forth—he finally remembered what had happened before.

Seeing Qiu Xiang’s greedy expression, Ye Xing smiled helplessly; his palm flickered, and dozens of brilliant spirit crystals suddenly materialized, which he handed to her.

Just before the old man left, he took off his glasses, and only then did Wu Xie notice a long scar beneath them.

Li Fei, not far from there, clearly heard the laughter emanating from the darkness; her brows curved upward, and though the surroundings were noisy, she heard that laugh with perfect clarity.

Watching the scene before him, Ye Hou was frantic—he could not understand why Ye Xing was doing this. Yet he forcibly suppressed his inner turmoil, for he still chose to believe Ye Xing had his reasons.