Ouyang Shaogong revealed a gentle smile.
Ziyin Zhenren retracted his gaze.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Solitary Incineration Sword.
The man's bony fingers gripped the sword tightly.
It was extremely beautiful.
When he heard that the other party wanted to return the Solitary Incineration Sword, he shook his head and refused.
"This sword belongs to the child in the Wumeng Spiritual Valley.
I can't make the decision. "
Xie Lige continued with a smile, "I wonder if Zhenren can take us to see the child?"
Ziyin Zhenren nodded.
Next, Ziyin Zhenren led Xie Lige and Ouyang Shaogong to a room near the back of the mountain.
The environment was very quiet. Xie Lige, who was close to the room, could feel the evil spirit coming from it from afar.
It was so cold that it seemed to drill into his bones. It was the same as the evil spirit of the Solitary Incineration Sword.
Xie Lige frowned, "This evil spirit …"
Ouyang Shaogong also felt it. His expression was also ugly, "His soul has been corroded by the Solitary Incineration Sword."
The Solitary Incineration Sword was called an evil sword not only because of its name.
More importantly, it caused unavoidable harm to the wielder. Obviously,
This child had been harmed.
After entering the room, Xie Lige glanced around. He paused on the big bed at the back of the room.
There was a figure on the bed.
It was very small. The evil spirit was coming from there.
Xie Lige walked forward.
He saw the figure curled up in a ball on the bed. A pale and delicate little face peeked out from under the quilt. He frowned, "Is he having a nightmare?"
Ziyin Zhenren said calmly, "This child witnessed the tragedy of the extermination of his clan."
Xie Lige reached out and turned the child's face over.
He found that other than the terrible pale face, everything else was fine.
The temperature was also normal.
Compared to Xuan Xiao's symptoms, the child's symptoms were much lighter.
He withdrew his hand and wiped it, "He'll be fine after drinking a few bowls of medicinal soup."
After handing the handkerchief to his son, Xie Lige looked straight at Ziyin Enlightened Master.
Reverend Zi Yin had naturally heard of how famous the medicinal decoction of the Cocoon Hut was. In Heaven's Wall City, Reverend Zi Yin had praised the effects of the medicinal decoction and complained about its strange taste in front of him more than once. He was not surprised that the medicinal decoction could cure the baleful aura.
He just nodded and replied in a low voice, "Then I'll have to trouble you, mister."
Xie Lige waved his hand and said, "There's no need. It's just that the medicinal soup I made doesn't taste very good."
Ouyang Shaogong was adapting to his new body. When he heard Xie Lige's shameless words, he raised his head and looked at the smiling Xie Lige. He could not help but sigh at how thick-skinned Xie Lige was. He took the handkerchief from Xie Lige and looked sympathetically at Baili Tusu, who was in deep sleep and did not know that he was about to face a tragic fate.
Reverend Zi Yin had never tasted the medicinal decoction before, so he naturally did not understand how terrifying it was. He seriously agreed on behalf of his disciple and also ordered a month's worth of medicinal decoction.
As one of the most powerful martial artists in Heaven's Wall City, Reverend Zi Yin had a lot of treasures. Moreover, he was indifferent to worldly possessions. He had heard that foreign doctors were obsessed with money.
After saying that he wanted to order a month's worth of medicinal decoction, he took out a package and handed it to Xie Lige.
Xie Lige took it and shook it without a trace. Yes, it was enough. Xie Lige's attitude changed immediately. His long and calm phoenix eyes turned into peach blossom eyes as he said, "Well said, well said."
He patted his chest and promised Reverend Zi Yin that he would make the medicinal decoction himself. He would not ask anyone else to do it. He would also deliver the goods.
Reverend Zi Yin was satisfied. "Mister is indeed benevolent."
To this Sword-Bearing Elder, money was just a worldly possession. He was also a tycoon. Anything that could be solved with spirit stones was not a problem.
One was obsessed with money, while the other was obsessed with money.
Their cooperation was very pleasant.
Ouyang Shaogong looked at Xie Lige with a poker face. He felt that there was a fluffy tail wagging behind the latter's back.
Xie Lige planned to stay in Heaven's Wall City for a period of time because he had to treat his child. The location was still at the back of the mountain. What Reverend Zi Yin meant was that Silent Incineration Forest was too far away from Heaven's Wall City. The medicinal decoction would inevitably lose its medicinal effect during the journey. He waved his hand and drew a circle at the original location of the cocoon hut.
Reverend Zi Yin said, "You can stay here."
Xie Lige saw that it was the location he had his eyes on. He said happily, "Okay, okay."
After the official decision was made, he immediately brought his family to the back of the mountain. He casually released Arachnida. The millstone-sized spider obediently lay on the ground and began to build the hut. This was not the first time he had built the cocoon hut. Before anyone from Heaven's Wall City arrived, the hut was already built.
Ouyang Shaogong first entered the hut to put away their things. Xie Lige went into the kitchen to brew the medicine.
After a while, Ouyang Shaogong had already cleaned up the hut. He leaned against the side of the hut and watched the busy figures in the kitchen.
Xie Lige felt a gaze on his back. He turned around and saw Ouyang Shaogong's gaze. He finished the last step of brewing the medicine quickly and let go.
The purple cauldron almost reached Xie Lige's chest. The black medicine soup was boiling in the cauldron, emitting a strange smell from time to time. It was very frightening. Xie Lige walked out of the kitchen and came to his son. He patted the latter's shoulder and said, "When the medicine soup is ready, you can send it over."
Ouyang Shaogong responded with a blank expression.
He also told him his next plan.
"I'm going out to travel."
Xie Lige stopped walking to the room. He thought of his son's beloved wife and felt that this trip was very likely to be to find her. He did not stop him. He yawned lazily, turned a corner and let Guta sit on it. He looked up at Ouyang Shaogong and asked, "When are you coming back?"
Guta was very obedient. As soon as it was let out, it rubbed against Xie Lige.
Ouyang Shaogong thought for a while and replied honestly, "I don't know."
The world was so big that it was not easy to find someone. Even though Ouyang Shaogong had some clues, he was cautious and did not say anything.
Xie Lige nodded and did not make things difficult for him. He said, "Go."
Ouyang Shaogong thought that he agreed to this matter and then went to the kitchen to see the medicine soup.
Xie Lige clicked his tongue and sat on Guta to go back to his room to sleep.
He slept until it was dark. Before he woke up, Ouyang Shaogong came in with a bowl. He saw him sitting lazily on the bed and told him the scene when Baili Tusu drank the medicine soup. "The child woke up after drinking the medicine soup. He kept vomiting. Although he was weak, he looked very healthy."
Xie Lige sat lazily on Guta's back. His voice was hoarse from sleeping for a long time. He said, "It seems to be effective."
Ouyang Shaogong's mouth twitched. He thought of Baili Tusu's frightened eyes. He felt that he was not far from the demon king in the child's mind.
"It's not just effective. According to the cold Spiritual Master, the child became much more lively after drinking the medicine soup."
Xie Lige understood when he heard the word 'lively'. His medicine soup was still as powerful as before. This child did not escape from his evil hands. He smiled gloatingly and felt happy.
"There is still a month left. Soon, the child will be able to live a normal life. As half of the sword spirit of the Burning Solitude Sword, you should treat the child better. You can also tell him what Nuwa said."
Xie Lige paused and said, "No matter what, the most important thing is to survive."
Ouyang Shaogong helplessly nodded his head in agreement. He didn't understand why his father would push this matter to him even though he hadn't done anything yet.
He was silent in his heart.
Xie Lige looked at his frozen handsome face and raised his eyebrows.
Ouyang Shaogong put the bowl in the kitchen, then walked out and told him what he saw on the way back. "The back of the mountain has been completely sealed. I heard from the disciples that it happened after we left."
Xie Lige opened his eyes and looked straight at Ouyang Shaogong. "What??"
"Are you sure?"
The back of the mountain being sealed was definitely not good news for Xie Lige.
Because when Ouyang Shaogong went to deliver the medicine, the System, which had not spoken for a long time, finally appeared to tell Xie Lige a piece of bad news. The mission in this world had been completed. Ouyang Shaogong's father's wish was to reunite the child's soul that had been lost because of the Emperor of Heaven's punishment. Xie Lige had done a good job.
As usual, Xie Lige chose to stay in this world for half a year.
Xie Lige originally thought that he could have a good chat with Xuan Xiao about the memories of his previous life and whether or not he was the old bastard Emperor of Heaven.
"You should pack your things first."
Xie Lige sat up straight and ordered Guta to pack up and crawl to the back of the mountain. "I'll go take a look."
When he reached the back of the mountain, Xie Lige saw that the mountainside had been sealed by a huge stone. However, Pygmy Butterfly could feel the aura of a living person inside. Xie Lige raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he was not dead.
This put him at ease.
Knowing that Xuan Xiao did not run, Xie Lige felt that he would come out no matter what. He was not in a hurry. He reached out and patted Guta's head and prepared to return to the wooden house.
When he returned to the wooden house, he happened to see Ouyang Shaogong packing his luggage. He folded his clothes expressionlessly. Beside him, little Arachnida was bouncing around like a ball, hissing from time to time to attract his attention.
Arachnida looked at Ouyang Shaogong's face and found that the other party did not even look at him. He immediately angrily accused the other party. "Hiss!"
Ouyang Shaogong poked little Arachnida, who was bouncing in front of him, with one finger.
Little Arachnida hissed and fell to the ground with a thud. He rolled a few times and finally curled up into a ball. He looked at Ouyang Shaogong with his big black eyes, like a salted fish that had lost its dreams.
It could be said that he was very good at acting.
Ouyang Shaogong completely ignored him and calmly packed his luggage.