Wu Youming did not appear beside us; he is still different from the old Gong.
When we returned to Fang's home, it was already deep in the night, just past the hour of the Ox.
The Fang family was brightly lit, and many people, including my parents, were waiting.
It was me who told Zhenying to come back, and Zhenying informed the others.
Unlike the last time I came back, when the Fang family was full of joy, most of the people were now in a sad and gloomy mood.
Zhenying approached me and forced a smile. However, it quickly turned into a bitter expression.
"Xiao Qi... she's in her room. Her condition is too poor; she takes the most amount of pills usually."
"Oh, Zhenying this girl, let her take care of the ghost tablet, serve as the vice-maintainer. But she always takes the lead in doing things, as if you want her to manage the ghost tablet; she's like a human bodyguard. She only causes trouble for you!" Zhenying, who was already white-haired, looked even more so now.
There were two other people in the scene. They appeared to be a couple and had some connections with Zhenying.
Zhenying and Zhenqi were not completely blood-related sisters; the Zhen family is a large clan.
"Very late, Grandpa, please let everyone rest. Let Zhenying and Zhenqi accompany me to see Zhenqi." My demeanor and tone were very calm.
"Oh, all right. Display the God and go. We will still wait here."
Zhen Changzai is tough on the outside but soft-hearted on the inside.
He scolded Zhenqi, but he still worried about her.
Seeing Zhenqi was in a small courtyard.
The courtyard was quiet and empty.
However, one house was lit up, and people were guarding the door. One was from the Fang family and the other was from the Ghost Tablet.
Both of them came forward to greet me.
"Ghost Hospital Director, it's time for the consultation." Old Gong appeared on my shoulder and shouted.
Wei Youming still hasn't appeared.
At Zhenying's signal, the two men opened the door.
Inside the room, I immediately saw Zhenqi.
Her hands and feet were tightly bound to the bed, and she was lying down. However, her eyes were open very wide, full of bloodshot.
There were even seven or eight fine scars on her face, with no signs of recovery, making her look somewhat terrifying.
"Zhenqi has been having problems for a long time. She was still conscious, so she asked Caizhi not to inform us. She kept enduring it until one day before, when Caizhi brought her here, saying that she had not been awake for three days and nights, and didn't know how many souls and ghosts she had lost." Zhenying pressed her fingers against her forehead, and her eyes were full of compassion.
"Xiao Qi is not like Grandpa said, causing trouble. She was just..."
"She... thought of a bigger role. She can't be the concubine of the master, and she won't drag his reputation. Ah, poor me, my dear wife has put in so much effort, and look at what has happened?" Lao Gong continued Zhenying's words suddenly. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and said: "Fan Laodie, where are you? I noticed earlier that someone was missing, and where did he go? I must break his fingers!"
Lao Gong appeared to be full of anger.
"Alright, Lao Gong, Fan Jie is just afraid of angering you. He's hiding, but for such a long time, he has also done his best for the Fang family," I said.
Lao Gong's face was still cloudy and clear.
Wei Youming appeared quietly without making any noise.
When he appeared, he was still beside me, and the next moment, he had reached Zhenqi's bed.
Zhenying was clearly shocked, and she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
For a moment, Wei Youming did not react in any other way, nor did he speak.
The next moment, Wei Youming actually turned around and walked past us, going out of the room.
The door was not closed, and Wei Youming could be seen walking into the courtyard and then disappearing completely.
Lao Gong looked dazed.
"Can't be treated, ran away, huh?" He showed a hint of urgency.
"I feel... maybe he went to look for the disintegrated souls of Xiao Qi?" Zhenying tried to say.
"Fine, I hope he doesn't ruin his reputation." Lao Gong mumbled a few more sentences.
"Go rest, there's nothing more to do here," I told Zhenying.
She clearly had a lot of psychological stress, and fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes.
"I'm not sleepy." She bit her lower lip slightly, showing great determination.
"I'll accompany you," I said softly again.
"Oh..." Lao Gong looked at me and Zhenying, then at Zhenqi.
"No." Zhenying shook her head, suddenly saying: "Dad has been wanting to say something earlier, but he didn't have the chance. He wants to find you and talk to you. Go and see him, I'll stay here with Xiao Qi. She will wake up once, and then I will feel at ease."
The last time I returned to the Fang family, Grandpa Fang immediately had Zhenying call him and his wife 'father and mother'. The 'dad' she mentioned now naturally refers to my father.
I didn't have any other intentions, it was just that I wanted Zhenying to rest a bit.
Lao Gong, however, licked his lips and looked at me with a meaningful expression.
I could sense that there was a gaze coming from the courtyard gate.
Turning my head, I saw a tall man with very dark skin who was standing outside.
When we fled from the Hei Cheng Si, three men had been following my father. They had already been securely placed in the Fang family.
Is there something my father wants to say to me?
Walking directly towards that person.
When I got closer, he bowed to me and said something in Tibetan, then led the way forward.
The Fang family is very large, with many gardens and greenery. We soon arrived at the small courtyard where my parents lived, and they were sitting beside a stone table in the courtyard. Each of them had a cup at their side; my mother was drinking plain water, while my father had a cup filled with dark red goji berries.
The Tibetan did not follow us into the house. When I arrived, I first called out to my mother and then asked, "What's wrong, Dad?"
"Rumors about Ju Qu Mountain have been widespread. Fa House sent over many gifts, and I have some connections with him. In addition to the people from the Ghost Tablet, all of them are well informed about these news."
"Zhen Changzai, that girl from the Fang family, Liang Yu, after she left the family, went to a place called Tiecha Mountain. She also talked a lot with Zhenying. We know you've been to Tiecha Mountain."
My father's tone was very serious.
I realized that things were still about Zhenqi.
"Don't worry, Mom and Dad, Zhenqi will be fine. Wei Youming is trying to figure something out, and there's still..."
"It's not about that, of course, it is also about that, Lama A Gong has contacted me." My father continued.
My pupil slightly contracted, and my heart sank a lot.
"How did he find you? Through a phone call? Or did he go to the Fang family?"
Lama A Gong is definitely not someone to be trifled with!
Living Buddha, the living manifestation of the divine! To us, he has never shown any goodwill!
On the surface, it seems to be goodwill, but in reality, he is very venomous.
"He, finding us, is not difficult, ah." My father shook his head.
Later, my father said: "He said that he knows we will have trouble, knows that some of us will be disembodied souls, and knows where the group of people who are causing trouble in the celestial and earthly realms come from."
"He, gave me something."
After saying that, my father took out a wooden box from his bosom, opened it, and inside were a whip head, a small piece of black and red long whip, and... a stack of black-dyed darts!
"He mentioned a request, that we must go see him alone as a father and son."
"I'm not good at making decisions on this matter, and my mom opposes it." My dad glanced at my mom, who pursed her lips and gave a disapproving look back, but she looked very helpless.
"Before Lama A Gong sent the things, Zhenqi was normal," she sighed.
