Chapter 35

The domineering young master launched a declaration of war: “If you want to get her, show some of your skills.”

Xie Wuyan obviously felt even more speechless. He glanced at the domineering young master with disgust on his face, and then gave the same gaze towards Shen Wanqing. Then he leaned back, put his arm on the window, and said softly: “You are quite likable?”

Shen Wanqing: “…” Feeling wronged.

But she pondered for a while, and felt that she couldn’t explain this matter, perhaps this was the so-called legendary fatal charm?

Thinking of this, she suddenly became a little distressed.

Was this the pain that good-looking people had to endure? Thinking about it was already really annoying.

For some reason, Xie Wuyan seemed to see some ‘proud troubles’ within Shen Wanqing’s eyes. He was silent for a while, and his words dragged purposefully: “You can resolve this yourself.” After a pause, he added, “Before I get angry.”

Shen Wanqing was now able to skillfully translate Xie Wuyan’s implications.

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Xie Wuyan narrowed his eyes.

Shen Wanqing fell silent, she stretched out her hand and covered her face weakly, trembling while walking to the side to sit down. She turned her head away, not wanting to watch the tragedy unfold.

At the scene, only Jiang Shujun, the loyal fan of the two, recorded this tragic scene, and later published it in a short biography about the cultivation realm, called “The story of me and my benefactors”.

The details were as follows:

[I could only hear the wind seemingly freeze in an instant, and the voice of that arrogant Young Master Xu abruptly came to a halt. He widened his eyes in horror, but he could only make a muffled sound.

Between the light and electricity, Cultivator Xie only slightly lifted his fingertips, and Young Master Xu was slammed against the wall.

Young Master Xu got up, and the servants who came after hearing the news hurried over to help. I saw him scurrying towards the mansion as if he had seen a ghost, and after rushing inside, he did not forget to pop his head out again: “Mhhhmmmm! Hmm!”

If I were to guess, he was probably saying: You wait there, I will tell my father, hng.

Finally, after driving away such a discordant character, Cultivator Xie restrained his icy expression and looked at Miss Shen beside him.

He got out of the carriage, took her into his arms as if he had just regained something precious he had lost, and whispered something, but Miss Shen struggled, trying to let go of his hand, turning away and walking into the residence.

Cultivator Xie looked at her figure, his eyes filled with loneliness.

Maybe, this was unspeakable love. ]

But the reality was this –

Xie Wuyan walked beside Shen Wanqing, grabbed her waist and lifted her up, saying in a low voice, “You’re pretty good at causing trouble?”

The deep and low voice swept in her ears, carrying a slightly gloomy tone. Shen Wanqing’s heart suddenly rang alarm bells.

She clutched her waist and pulled away to keep a safe distance in between them instantly, with a slightly aggrieved tone: “Don’t bring the anger between the competition of men onto me.”

Coincidentally, the attendant greeted them at the door, Shen Wanqing immediately found an excuse to sneak away and entered the residence.

The above is the original scene in the story Jiang Shujun made up.

“Immortals, we have arrived.” The attendant that had led them to the entrance of the lobby made a respectful gesture of invitation, “Old Master has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Shen Wanqing thanked him and walked in.

In fact, the Governor had always had a good reputation. He was said to be upright and never went about with his head high in the air. After so many years, he had only married one legal wife and did not have any concubines, their relationship was loving and harmonious. Therefore, there were also many folktales made up about them, but no one could be certain what was true or false.

According to reason, he should have the image of an uncorrupted and elegant uncle.

However, before reaching the door, a loud roar was heard——

“What a disgrace!”

“Unfilial son! You unfilial son! How dare you treat the immortals like this, saying such shameful words, you, you, you! You stop right there, don’t you dare run! Come, catch this unfilial son for me! “

Then, she saw the domineering young master jump out of the room, holding his head and running around the artificial rock sculpture.

Although half of the Governor’s hair had turned white, his body still looked tough. Just like this, he held up a stick and chased after him.

The two ran around the rock sculpture twice, and they even stopped to gasp at the same frequency.

A large group of maids and servants followed behind them and started to persuade them: “Old Master, Old Master, don’t hurt your body from running.”

The domineering young master’s Voice Locking Spell had been unlocked, and now he was running and shouting, “Yes, dad, don’t hurt your body from running.”

“I won’t run if you stop.”

“Then you promise me first to not hit me.”

“I’ll hit you.”

“Then I won’t stop.”

Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan carried the same speechless expression on their faces.

They now knew where the young master’s temper had come from.

It wasn’t until Ji Feichen, who had heard the sound, came out and coughed, that the father and son stopped their cat-and-mouse chase. The two of them panted heavily and supported their waists. When they looked up, they saw Shen Wanqing and her group standing in front of them.

The young master was a little guilty, completely losing the domineering energy he had just now, and took a few steps back quietly, as if he were about to sneak away.

Then he was hit on the butt with the stick by the Governor next to him, and he jumped, standing up properly again.

“Hurry up and apologize to the two immortals.” The Governor was so angry that his beard blew and his eyes were wide open.

The young master immediately took a few steps forward, clasped his hands together and earnestly bowed in apology, his whole body listless all over: “I was presumptuous just now, I hope all the immortals can forgive me.”

This young master’s name was Xu Ziyin.

He was the only son of the Governor, and the Governor himself was the kind of father who was not too strict with etiquette and quite open-minded. So, he educated such a son whose character was indescribable to say the least, but at the bare minimum not a bad person.

The Governor himself was also very annoyed by this, so in his residence, you could often see him chasing after his son to spank him, followed by a group of servants and maids trying to mediate the quarrel.

The Governor seemed to be a good-tempered person. Even though his son had been beaten up, he didn’t intend to blame Xie Wuyan at all. Instead, he looked at him with a fatherly-loving gaze, secretly pulling him over to ask: “This immortal, you say, the spell that makes people unable to speak, can us ordinary mortals learn it?”

Xie Wuyan: “…”

It could be seen that the Governor was indeed annoyed by his babbling son.

Shen Wanqing walked over to Ji Feichen and asked in a low voice, “What strange thing has happened in the Governor’s residence?”

She still remembered Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing’s serious expressions when they saw the contents of the letter. They had even rushed over to check the situation that very night.

Then it had to be something extraordinarily grave.

Ji Feichen frowned and shook his head: “You’ll know in a bit.”

In fact, it could be seen that the relationship between the servants and the masters in this residence was quite good, and the atmosphere was very joyous and harmonious. Although the young master often caused trouble, he was still considered a good person. After getting to know him, you would discover that he was easy to get along with.

If you had to mention someone who was not very easy to get along with, then it could only be the Governor’s wife.

And the recent situation regarding the evil spirit in the Governor’s residence was also related to this Madame.

Apparently, this Madame was the daughter of a businessman, her family was rich enough to rival the whole country, and her parents had conceived her late in their years, so they naturally cherished her like a pearl. This also created her spoiled and rash attitude, unable to be tolerant.

Unfortunately, Madame’s parents both passed away a few years ago, and the family inheritance was divided between her brothers. Since then, she developed anxiety in her heart, and her temper had become more and more irritable.

Until a few months ago, Madame would always wake up frightened from her dream, saying that she could see a figure wearing pale yellow outside the window.

The Governor invited a lot of Taoist priests to come look at her, but they couldn’t find anything wrong. The maid and servant who served her also could not find anything amiss.

The Governor only thought that her anxiety had gotten more serious, so he went around looking for a doctor to come see her.

However, Madame’s condition still did not improve at all. Half a month ago, she even started to become a little crazy, as if she had been possessed by a monster. She grabbed the young master and said, “It’s you, it’s you who wants to kill me, right? “

It wasn’t until the servants pulled them apart that they found that the young master had bloodstains on his arm from being pinched by Madame.

Later, the doctor made several more trips, prescribed some soothing prescriptions, and placed the meditation spell given by the Taoist priest. This all made Madame’s condition much better.

Unexpectedly, three days ago, Madame’s condition deteriorated again, and this time, it was different from before.

The group came to the door of the Governor’s wife.

Shen Wanqing looked up and saw that all the windows were sealed, the doors and walls were covered with talisman paper, and a few incense sticks were still burning in the courtyard.

But she didn’t feel any sort of demonic energy.

The servant walked to the door, but didn’t dare to open it. Ji Feichen saw his timidity, so he stepped forward: “It’s okay, I’ll do it.”

Creak-

The door was pushed open.

The room was pitch black, with no light coming through.

“Squeak.”

Suddenly a strange voice sounded.

It sounded like a rat’s cry, but the voice was not as shrill as a rat’s. Instead, it sounded like a woman deliberately imitating a rat’s cry.

It was even more creepy to hear that.

Xie Wuyan lit a candle from thin air, and several people looked towards the direction of the bed.

A disheveled woman was curled up at the head of the bed, in a very strange posture. Her wrists were bent inward, and she was lying on the bed like a rat.

She kept making strange ‘squeaking’ noises and kept rubbing her face against the back of her hands. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she trembled quickly, and then crawled into the bed comically.

It looked like this person should be the Governor’s wife.

Perhaps they had been afraid that she would escape, there were chains still tied to her feet, which made a “clank, clank” sound whenever she moved.

She raised her head and looked at the approaching people in horror.

The Governor’s wife no longer looked like a human being, but like a living rat.

“Is this…” Shen Wanqing frowned, “Is this a possession by a rat demon?”

“No.” Feng Yaoqing said solemnly, “We checked it last night, and it’s not a demon who has possessed her.”

“Then it’s?”

“Her soul was taken out from this body.” Feng Ruoqin said, “And then, the soul of a rat was stuffed in.”

“The Soul Shifting Spell.”

Xie Wuyan said abruptly: “This kind of spell is only recorded in detail in the secret library of the Heavenly Dao Palace.”

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[Translator’s Note: and the plot thickens~~]