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When they returned to the Jiang family, Old Master Jiang had fully regained consciousness and was sitting weakly by the bed, sipping porridge. Although he was no longer vomiting the foul-smelling mucus, his complexion remained sallow, clearly indicating that his vitality had been severely depleted. "Yangyang, you're back?" Jiang Nian approached them as soon as they entered and handed over a small bowl. "This is what the old man just vomited. Is there something wrong with it? How should we handle…- 380.6 K • Completed
- Hearing this, Jiang Nian immediately shuddered. Indeed, with such a big commotion here, he didn't know how things were at home. They couldn't afford any mishaps! Fumbling, he pulled out his phone and made a call. After just a few words, his face lit up with joy. Without even hanging up, he shouted, "They said the old man just vomited some yellow liquid and has already woken up!" This shout immediately eased the tension for the Jiang family members. Due to their family traditions, they were already quite…
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- The moment Wei Yang saw the Bone Formation, the hairs on his back stood on end. How could it be this thing! Why was there a Bone Formation hidden in the Jiang family's shrine dedicated to the Household Immortal? One of the reasons he had returned home this time was to uncover the origins of that Bone Formation. But before he could solve the mystery, how had he stumbled upon another one in the Jiang family?! The moment of shock was fleeting. Wei Yang immediately turned to look at Zhang Xiuqi out of…
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- It turned out that ever since the Bone-Washing Burial began a few days ago, the Jiang family had been experiencing various strange omens. First, Old Master Jiang, who was overseeing the Bone-Washing Burial, suffered a wind chill in his leg, making it difficult for him to walk. Then, the house started to experience disturbances. The so-called "disturbances" refer to a common supernatural phenomenon in rural areas, where pots and pans in the house would clatter on their own at night. In another household,…
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- Faced with his younger uncle's confusion, Wei Yang merely twitched the corner of his mouth and replied indifferently, "Grandma never mentioned any of this to me. She never liked me and never intended for me to inherit the family business." Jiang Yong clearly wasn't well-informed about the Wei family's situation, which was a stark contrast to his own father's attitude. How could the previous generation of the Jiang women not have favored Wei Yang? What exactly did his father see in him? Though he was…
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- Wei Yang was awakened by the sound of someone banging on the door. It seemed like someone was pounding on the gate of the small courtyard, the wooden door creaking and clattering. Still half-asleep, he lazily turned over in bed, not intending to get up just yet. The Little Celestial Master lay quietly beside him, seemingly undisturbed by the noise, still deep in sleep. Outside the window, the sky was dim, the moon hadn't fully set yet, hanging faintly on the horizon. It was probably not even five in the…
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- The bath didn't take long. By the time Wei Yang returned to the room, Zhang Xiuqi had already changed into a clean pair of jeans. He wasn't wearing a shirt and was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed. Understanding the other's intention, Wei Yang smiled and didn't waste any time. He took out the bandages and iodine he had just bought and began dressing the wounds on Zhang Xiuqi's back. Perhaps because he had spent so much time with the Little Celestial Master, Wei Yang felt that his bandaging skills…
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- The storeroom was in complete disarray. Several rattan boxes were strewn haphazardly across the floor, and pages of paper were scattered everywhere. It was unclear what exactly had happened earlier. Wei Yang frowned slightly but ignored the mess on the ground. He quickly walked to the corner of the storeroom and squatted down in front of the bookshelf. His last memory before losing consciousness was picking up a wooden carving—a fox statue that had once been enshrined in his grandmother's altar and…
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- A familiar scent of incense filled his nostrils as Wei Yang opened his eyes, looking around in confusion. He found himself back in the room with burning candles. The beams were still as high as before, and the drapes hung like long snakes, winding down. The wooden tablets on the incense table were densely arranged, exuding an intimidating solemnity. The flickering candlelight and mottled shadows created a strange, eerie silence in the room. Outside, the noise started again. The small hands pushed open…
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- There were no green faces or ferocious fangs, no glaring eyes or vertical pupils. That face appeared utterly ordinary, just as it always had. Yet the once lively and expressive eyes now lacked their usual spark, instead glowing with a strange, dark luminescence. The doors and windows of the embroidery room were long broken, dust swirling in the air, light and shadow dancing in patches. Sitting in this ghostly, desolate room, the man's lips curled into a faint smile on his pale, stiff face. His smile…
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