Super détecteur de fantômes

Chapitre 74

That gentle voice rang out again: "Open your eyes if you're awake. Protector Ye has been worried about you for a long time."

Shen Zhili had no choice but to open her eyes.

Standing in front of her was a young man, about twenty years old, with a gentle and comfortable smile on his lips.

He turned around, and soon he was holding a white porcelain medicine bowl in his hand.

Those hands were arguably the most beautiful hands Shen Zhili had ever seen, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, long and fair, exuding elegance even when not moving.

"Let me help you up so you can drink your medicine, okay?"

Chapter Sixty

The hands are beautiful, and the owner is not ugly either.

His gentle features and elegant appearance gave him a soft and delicate temperament, like flowing water.

Seeing Shen Zhili hesitate and not move, the other person smiled good-naturedly: "Don't you want me to help you?"

Shen Zhili paused again before saying, "No, thank you for your help."

He helped Shen Zhili up and placed a cushion behind her back before holding the bowl close to her lips and feeding her.

His posture was skillful and his movements were careful, causing Shen Zhili no discomfort whatsoever.

Moreover, the familiar faint medicinal fragrance emanating from him gradually relaxed Shen Zhili's tense nerves.

The medicine was slightly bitter. After tilting my head back and drinking it all, a small plate appeared in front of me.

The man held the plate out to the front and smiled, "It's candied fruit; it can help remove some of the bitterness."

Shen Zhili couldn't help but ask, "May I ask who you are?"

The man chuckled, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the Right Protector of the Divine Cult, named Yu Lian." After a moment's thought, he added, "I rarely leave the headquarters, so you probably haven't heard of me. Unlike Qian Qian, who is mainly responsible for going out on missions, I stay in the cult to handle affairs..."

He spoke very naturally, as if he didn't see anything wrong with it.

But... Shen Zhili thought silently, is it really okay for a woman to go out and fight, while a man stays in the Demonic Sect to handle trivial matters and take care of people's medical treatment and injuries?

However bizarre this may be, it's someone else's business.

She picked up a candied fruit and took a bite, her mouth immediately filled with sweetness. She then stuffed two more into her mouth. After thinking for a moment, Shen Zhili said, "It might be better to change the dosage of one of the ingredients in the medicine you gave me to 3 qian (approximately 15 grams) of Rehmannia glutinosa from 2 qian (approximately 10 grams). Hmm, we can also add some goji berries as appropriate."

Yu Lian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "But that's the amount mentioned in the book..."

Shen Zhili replied quickly: "Medical books are written by people, and they may not be entirely accurate."

Asking Yu Lian for the medical book, Shen Zhili casually flipped through it and pointed out several errors in the dosage of medicinal materials, as well as several alternative medicinal materials.

As Shen Zhili flipped through the pages, he seemed somewhat lost in thought.

Her medical skills were taught by Shen Tianxing, and most of these corrections were also the result of Shen Tianxing's experiments.

Even that sentence just now was said by Shen Tianxing.

At that time, she only had her period two or three times a day. Due to her physical condition, she would be in so much pain each time that she would roll around in bed as if she had died. Neither brown sugar water nor hot springs could save her.

Finally, Hua Jiuye took pity on her and brewed her a bowl of painkillers based on a medical book.

As a result, Shen Zhili went to the toilet more than ten times after drinking it...

She firmly believed that this was absolutely Hua Jiuye's doing.

Lying on the bed, Shen Zhili struggled to grab onto the hem of Shen Tianxing's clothes as he came to see her, pleading pitifully, "Master, save me, Senior Brother Hua... he's going to kill me..."

Shen Tianxing pointed at the medical book with a look of amusement and exasperation, saying, "Your senior brother Hua really didn't harm you this time. You're so exhausted from running to the outhouse that you don't have the strength to feel pain anymore..."

Shen Zhili was in so much pain on the bed that her eyes rolled back.

Shen Tianxing then brewed another bowl of medicine for her, half-supported her into his arms, and fed her while saying, "I'll write down a prescription for you. Drink this next time you come. Remember, if you haven't tried it before, don't take the prescriptions in medical books seriously... Medical books are written by people, and they may not be entirely accurate."

"These?" Yu Lian pointed to the locations mentioned by Shen Zhili in the medical book.

After a moment of hesitation, Shen Zhili nodded.

Yu Lianxiao: "I've got it. I'll try it out later... This is really interesting. Is there anything else?"

Shen Zhili smiled and said, "If you're interested."

Yu Lian's medical knowledge is extensive, but his prescription skills are quite weak... Shen Zhili guessed that it must be due to insufficient practice.

However, sometimes Yu Lian's suggestions are quite unique and novel.

Since Hua Jiuye left, Shen Zhili hadn't had a proper conversation about medicine with anyone for a long time. After the conversation, she inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with Yu Lian.

After taking another sip of water, Shen Zhili suddenly remembered and said, "Um... I'm fine now, can I go out and take a look?"

"It's best not to," Yu Lian said softly, refusing her request. "Qianqian will be back soon, and I promised her I'd keep an eye on you. Besides, it might not be safe outside."

Shen Zhili then noticed something strange.

When Yu Lian spoke to Ye Qianqian, he clearly called her Protector Ye, but when he spoke to her privately, he called her Qianqian...

Well... but this is someone else's business after all, so it's best if she doesn't interfere too much.

"I'm only going out for a short while, I'll be right back. If you're worried, why don't you stay with me?"

Yu Lian seemed to hesitate for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "It can only be for a short while."

She woke up in this room, which should be a guest room. It was clean but not furnished, with a dark color scheme and antique items. The doors and windows were tightly closed, making it impossible to tell anything else about it.

Led by Yu Lian, Shen Zhili went outside and discovered that she was in a place that was almost a desert.

Huge stones were piled up to form a wall, and looking into the distance, there was endless yellow sand flying everywhere.

In an instant, Shen Zhili felt as if she were about to be swallowed up by the yellow sand.

At this moment, a man dressed in a dark red bodysuit walked quickly toward Yu Lian: "Right Protector, the elder requests your presence in the council hall."

Yu Lian nodded slightly and said to Shen Zhili, "I have to go ahead, Miss. Please go back to your room first."

Shen Zhili nodded in understanding and turned to walk back.

Only after Yu Lian had walked far away did she stop and look back.

Her location should be in the center of the entire Demonic Cult's headquarters, where each gate is guarded by disciples of the Demonic Cult...

It would be extremely difficult to escape.

She just wanted to leave Huichun Valley first and didn't really intend to stay with Ye Qianqian for a long time.

Ye Qianqian kept a close watch on her the whole way, giving her no chance to escape. She thought she would have a chance once she reached the Demonic Church, but...

sigh……

Looking at the endless yellow sand, Shen Zhili thought in despair... Could she possibly cross the desert with her small frame?

Just then, a cold, sinister voice sounded from behind.

"Aren't you the woman who was with Twelve Nights last time? Do you remember me?"

Shen Zhili turned around for no apparent reason and saw a disheveled man with one eye covered by an eye patch staring at her with a cold gaze.

Who are you?

A vein bulged on the man's forehead: "How could you not remember who I am! I chased after you!"

Shen Zhili honestly replied, "I really don't remember... and I feel like there were actually quite a few people who chased after me."

"On Mount Hua, Mount Hua! Do you remember now!"

Shen Zhili recalled: "Mount Hua..."

The man said menacingly, "Yes, it's Mount Hua! Remember me?"

Shen Zhili: "...No, I still don't remember."

The vein on the man's forehead throbbed even more loudly: "...Guards, seize this woman!"

The followers behind him reminded him, "Lord Asura King, we're going to the council hall soon..."

Man: "Who cares, let's arrest them first!"

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The Demonic Cult's council hall is located inside a huge rock in the very center of the Demonic Cult.

The rock was hollow inside, with a long stone table and several weapon racks beside it, where the cold, sharp weapons could be seen gleaming faintly.

Outside, however, the space was empty and cold, with not a trace of life in sight.

The sun is high in the sky.

At this moment, there were six people sitting in the council hall, each with a different expression but all of whom were very important figures in the Demonic Sect.

A handsome, deep-set purple-haired man tapped on the stone table and said impatiently, "Forget about that Shura guy, Elder, what do you want? Just say it, I'm losing patience."

"King Yaksha, can't you have a little patience?" The one who spoke was a woman with a beautiful and otherworldly appearance, like a fairy who didn't seem to care about worldly affairs.

"Patience, patience... The righteous path and the Twelve Nights are almost here, what good is just sitting here?" Yaksha King's eyes suddenly darted around, "Or are you planning to seduce him, Gandharva? That old man from Qishan isn't bad..."

The woman held the zither in her hands, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Your mouth is getting more and more irritating."

The Yaksha King stroked his chin nonchalantly: "Or are you trying to seduce that Twelfth Night Prince? Give up, even our stunningly beautiful Left Protector..."

The nine-ringed broadsword slammed into the ground beside the Yaksha King with a thud.

Ye Qianqian turned her head coldly: "What do you want to say?"

"Alright, everyone, stop arguing." The eldest among them stroked his beard and said, "I called you all here today for the succession of the sect leader. I previously asked you all to attack the righteous path to the best of your ability, and the effect was remarkable... Here, I must especially mention the Yaksha King and the Right Protector. The Yaksha King launched a surprise attack on several major sects, including the leaders of Mount Hua and Mount Heng..."

The purple-haired man curled his lips into a rather smug smile.

"...The Right Protector's poison proved quite effective in this counterattack."

Yu Lian lowered his eyes slightly, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.

"Alright, but these are all secondary... As everyone knows, our Demonic Sect's most irreconcilable enemy is Twelve Nights. The reason I didn't let you attack Young Master Twelve Nights so early was for this moment. Whoever can kill Twelve Nights first or bring him here with his head will have an 80% chance of seizing the position of sect leader."

After these words were spoken, there was an immediate silence.

The old man asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

A man in blue who hadn't spoken until now suddenly slammed his fist on the stone table: "Damn it, who knows what's wrong with that Young Master Twelve Nights? I ran into him a couple of days ago. I had twice as many men as him. I was planning to capture him alive, but..." He slammed his fist down again: "But damn it, how did that kid become so good at fighting? I almost didn't make it back!"

King Gandharva chuckled: "That's clearly because you, the Dragon King, are useless."

The man in blue immediately glared and said angrily, "Who are you calling useless, you wretched woman?"