In Song Ziwei's memory.
Even a mosquito bite would make Young Master cry out in pain.
The most exaggerated time was one day when his finger was cut by a kitchen knife.
He wailed and insisted on seeing a doctor.
So the two of them headed straight for the county town.
But.
When they finally met the doctor.
The doctor said: Young friend, your recovery power is heaven-defying, and you are already healed...
Think about it.
Someone who cried and screamed to see a doctor over a cut finger.
Now that several bones are broken, he is so calm.
So nonchalant.
At this moment.
She couldn't help but wonder if Young Master had been possessed.
Otherwise, how could there be such a huge contrast?
Chen Nan also saw the surprise in Song Ziwei's eyes and instinctively thought of the host's previous personality. He said weakly, "Hurry up and send me back. I'm not in pain now because I'm numb. If it starts to hurt later, I'll be in so much pain I'll die."
Song Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief.
Young Master is still Young Master.
Not possessed.
Without further thought, she helped Chen Nan down the mountain and onto a carriage.
"Giddy up!"
She personally drove the carriage towards Tongcheng.
Song Ziwei was a very capable woman.
Apart from being incompetent in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, there was almost nothing she couldn't do.
On the way back.
Chen Nan closed his eyes and reviewed the host's memories.
Then.
He discovered something very strange.
They were only about ten miles from Tongcheng, so how could there be wild beasts there?
This was particularly peculiar.
"The wild beast that chased the host before was a tiger. Although fierce, it was too slow..."
"It doesn't look like a wild one, but rather like it's been tamed."
"Otherwise, the host would have long since been eaten by the tiger."
Chen Nan had seen the ferocity and terror of wild Siberian tigers on Earth.
Thinking carefully.
The one the host encountered before was less than a third as powerful as a wild Siberian tiger.
"Also."
"It was quite a coincidence that the host knew about the red plums outside the city."
"If I'm not mistaken, someone deliberately lured the host here, intending to kill him."
As the former lord of the immortal realm.
Chen Nan was meticulously observant and sharp.
He keenly sensed that this was likely a conspiracy targeting the host.
As for the purpose.
It was obvious.
Someone wanted to eliminate him.
After all, Leng Qingmei was the talented beauty of Tongcheng, peerlessly beautiful.
Marrying him, a wealthy family's illegitimate son, shocked and angered many people.
It was understandable that someone disliked him and wanted to get rid of him.
"Chen Nan, you and I share the same name, which is fate in itself."
"Now that I have taken over your body, I will naturally repay all the unfairness and grievances you have suffered to those people."
"Including those who wanted to harm you this time."
Chen Nan made a promise in his heart.
Perhaps it was because of this promise.
The next moment.
He felt a lot lighter.
The last shred of the host's obsession vanished.
"Whoa!"
At this moment.
Song Ziwei stopped the carriage, lifted the curtain, and said, "Young Master, there's an old man blocking the road ahead. Shall we give him a ride?"
Chen Nan looked ahead through the curtain.
He saw an elder with a cane, silver hair, and a hunched back standing politely in the middle of the dirt road, "Young man, this old man wants to go to Tongcheng, but due to his inconvenience, I'd like to hitch a ride. Please..."
Chen Nan said, "No need for politeness, elder. Please come up!"
"Thank you," the elder said politely, and with his cane, he tremblingly approached the carriage.
Song Ziwei took down the horse stool, and after the old man got into the carriage, she continued to drive, heading towards Tongcheng in the east under the setting sun.
The elder asked curiously, "Young man, how did you sustain such serious injuries?"
Chen Nan casually replied, "I encountered a large beast in the mountains and accidentally rolled down the slope while fleeing. It's not a big problem."
He then changed the subject, "On the other hand, why are you traveling to Tongcheng alone, sir?"
Although Chen Nan was currently an ordinary person.
However.
He could feel that this elder was by no means ordinary.
This could be seen from his spotless robe.
It was just that.
A disaster aura loomed over his forehead.
This was something he could see even without deliberately using his physiognomy skills.
"This old man is going to Tongcheng to visit an old friend, but due to my age, I misjudged the time," the elder replied casually.
Chen Nan didn't ask further.
He closed his eyes to rest.
The pain of the broken bones was constantly assailing him.
Because Chen Nan was injured.
Song Ziwei's carriage speed was not fast.
The ten-plus miles of dirt road took almost an hour to reach Tongcheng.
At the city gate.
The elder got off the carriage and left.
"I have a healing pill here, consider it a fare for the ride." The elder left a pill and turned to leave.
"Please wait a moment, sir." Chen Nan said, "I don't like owing people favors. Since you've given me a pill, I'll give you a piece of advice."
"It's best to stay indoors tomorrow."
"Don't go out even if the sky falls."
Chen Nan greatly needed the pill in the old man's hand, as it would save him a lot of suffering.
But just as he said.
He didn't like owing people favors.
It was for this reason that he reminded the other party.
Because he had already seen that the other party would face a great calamity tomorrow.
If he could avoid it.
He would surely prosper.
Conversely.
He would surely die tragically.
The elder was taken aback and did not reply.
He chuckled, stroked his beard, and entered the city.
"Young Master, when did you become a fortune teller?" Song Ziwei asked curiously, feeling increasingly unfamiliar with her Young Master.
Chen Nan looked embarrassed.
Do I have to become like the host before you stopped suspecting my identity?
Where has trust between people gone?
He didn't know why this girl's intuition was so sharp.
Then he pretended to be mysterious and said, "There's something I'll tell you that you might not believe."
"When I fell down the mountain and was on the verge of death, I met a cultivator."
"He wanted to possess my body, but failed, and instead completed me."
"Therefore, I learned the art of divination."
Song Ziwei looked astonished.
Although she had suspected that Chen Nan had been possessed.
But...
Who would possess a son-in-law with no cultivation talent?
Are their eyes blind?
She drove the carriage towards the Leng family, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Young Master, you should read fewer erotic novels in the future."
"It will affect your personality, and you will learn bad things from the content of the books."
Chen Nan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Did the host have such a hobby?
This kind of behavior was an insult to his status as the lord of the immortal realm.
No.
He had to go back and check the host's collection of books.
See if they were erotic novels.
To prove his innocence.
A moment later.
The carriage arrived at the back door of the Leng family.
As the son-in-law of the Leng family, Chen Nan was not qualified to enter through the front door.
Song Ziwei helped Chen Nan out of the carriage.
As soon as they got out, they saw Chun Mei leaning against the doorframe, wearing a pink dress.
She was Leng Qingmei's personal maid.
Seeing Chen Nan appear, Chun Mei said with disgust, "Go back and take a bath, change your clothes, my young lady wants to see you."
Chen Nan frowned.
Although he and Leng Qingmei were married.
They had only met once.
And that was at their wedding.
And today, why did she want to see him???