Chapter 452 - The Old Man in the Black Robe (1/2)

“What are you doing!”

The voice was cold and serious. Ziyun’er was startled, as if she had had an electric shock. She quickly released Xiao Chen. Her heartbeat was fast, her breathing became very short and rapid, and she could not speak.

Liu Liancheng turned around and deliberately nagged, “Do not look at what is contrary to propriety; do not listen to what is contrary to propriety; do not speak what is contrary to propriety…”

In Qingluan’s eyes, two cold radiances flashed with emotionless killing intention. She walked toward the house step by step. Ziyun’er was so scared that her face was red and white simultaneously, and she slowly backed away. She had heard others say that kissing could divert attention, and the pain would not be felt if the attention was diverted. She just wanted to help Xiao Chen alleviate his pain.

“Sister, I… It’s not what you think…” Ziyun’er trembled with slight fear in her eyes. She kept backing up, and finally hit onto the corner of a table. She could really feel the killing intent in Qingluan’s eyes at this moment.

It seemed that only Qingluan’s footsteps were echoing in the room. Xiao Chen felt very embarrassed. What should he say? Yang Qi CPR? What’s that supposed to do at this time? Passing power? Healing?

“That… Qingluan, actually… just… just now I was drowning, yes, I was drowning, that… she…”

“My Lord, are you better now?” Qingluan walked behind him and suddenly whispered.

“Uh…” Xiao Chen let out a sigh of relief, slightly smiled, and said, “I’m better, thank you. ”

“Then, please put on your clothes first.” Qingluan’s tone was flat and emotionless, and after finishing speaking, she put Xiao Chen ‘s clothes on the edge of the tub and walked out.

Ziyun’er lowered her head, bit her lips, squeezed her hands tightly, and walked out slowly. When she passed by the side of the wooden tub, Xiao Chen held her by her hands, then shook his head. He made a “shush” gesture to signal that Qingluan was still angry and that she should not go out.

“Ahem…” Liu Liancheng coughed twice, walked in, smiled and said, “Congratulations to Brother Xiao, the bone washing was successful. Now, next up…”

Xiao Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at him coldly and said, “Bastard! Did you tamper the water!” This sentence was shouted out loud, also for Qingluan to hear and let her know that Ziyun’er was just trying to help him divert his attention.

“Uh… Brother Xiao has misunderstood me. You see, after stimulating, haven’t you become more energetic now? Your waist is not sore, your legs don’t hurt, do you feel more powerful walking now as well?”

“I… I’ll go out first.” Ziyun’er bowed her head and passed by Liu Liancheng to go outside. Xiao Chen did not want to get into a quarrel with this person anymore. He quickly got up and put on his clothes. His body indeed had become a bit different, and the sense of weakness from before had disappeared.

Liu Liancheng coughed and said, “This is just the beginning, what will happen in the next three days is the top priority. No mistakes can be made. Brother Xiao, please come with me.”

Xiao Chen glanced at him suspiciously and then walked out of the room. This time, they went to a cold stone room. There were some green candlelight on both sides of the stone room. There was a stone platform that could hold just one person down in the middle of the room, and a strangely shaped lamp was suspended above the stone platform, but there was no oil in the lamp, and what was inside was unknown. Farther up, there seemed to be a thing at the top of the stone room but he could not see what it was.

Liu Liancheng instructed the two children to prepare everything before getting Xiao Chen to lie on the stone platform. After Xiao Chen lay down, he could finally see what was at the top of the stone room. It was a coffin turned upside down that covered him nicely, and this stone platform was the coffin cover, and the lamp was the Hades guidelight!

“What are you going to do?!” Xiao Chen became tense. For some reason, since the last experience of the Corpse Refinery Sect, he had been particularly repulsed by things like coffins, and at the same time, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

“Brother Xiao doesn’t have to be nervous. I have no intention to harm you, you can rest assured.” Liu Liancheng’s look also became heavier now and not as relaxed as before.

Xiao Chen frowned and he slowly released his fingers. He did not know why, but he did not feel good about this, and he suddenly had a bad feeling. There would be a big event happening during the Mount Wuyue Wind Cloud Meeting.

Qingluan and Ziyun’er stood aside without saying a word and remained silent for a long time. Liu Liancheng said, “Brother Xiao can relax, and now I will heal you.”

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and stopped talking. Anyway, it had reached this point, so even if it was bad, how bad could it be? He closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it too much.

Liu Liancheng took a step forward, took the silver needles from the medicine boy, and inserted them one by one in the major acupuncture points on Xiao Chen’s body. After a while, Xiao Chen seemed to be unconscious, and his breathing gradually slowed down. Liu Liancheng had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead and was afraid to act carelessly.

He took the towel handed over by a medicine boy, wiped the sweat from his face, and ordered another medicine boy to light eight small oil lamps on the edge of the stone platform. The content of the oil was unknown, but it was green when it burned. The entire stone room was also permeated with a special fragrance.

Liu Liancheng turned around, looked at Qingluan and Ziyun’er, and said, “I will temporarily introduce his three souls to the soul-drawing lamp. You do not have to worry. This process will not cause any harm to Brother Xiao.”

Qingluan and Ziyun’er frowned and remained silent. Liu Liancheng nodded, returned to the stone platform, and began to manipulate his mystic arts. The green fire of the eight oil lamps suddenly brightened up a lot and then turned into a plume of fine fire threads digging into the seven apertures of Xiao Chen. The scene was weirdly terrifying.

After an hour like this, Liu Liancheng continued having cold sweat appear on his forehead, and the boy beside him wiped the sweat for him. Qingluan and Ziyun’er clenched their fingers tightly, and they did not dare to relax, while Xiao Chen’s consciousness was in a haze as if he was half awake. He could blurrily see the surrounding scenes and hear the surrounding sounds, but he could not move his body, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.