After filling Mr. Wei’s grave, it was already eleven in the morning.
The helpful villagers had basically all left.
Even some of the Wei family relatives had left early.
Now, only about ten people remained here.
After Wei the eldest kowtowed to his father, he stood up and said to Old Mo and me,
"Daoist Priest Qin, Daoist Priest Mo, you’ve worked hard these past two days."
I also let out a sigh of relief:
"It was our duty! Now that the old master's affairs are concluded, we won't stay any longer.
Uncle Wei, we'll be leaving now."
When Wei the eldest heard I was leaving, he quickly said,
"Daoist Priest Qin, it's almost noon, why don't you stay for a meal before you go?"
I smiled and refused,
"It's kind of you to offer a meal, but just call me if anything comes up."
After speaking, I waved to Old Mo.
Seeing that he couldn't keep us, Wei the eldest didn't insist further.
Then, Old Mo and I turned and started walking back.
During the walk, I called my second uncle to come pick us up.
After all, he had earned a significant "brokerage fee" from Wei the eldest through me, so it was only right for him to do us a favor.
Upon receiving my call, my second uncle didn't hesitate.
He said he would set off immediately.
Afterward, Old Mo and I, smoking cigarettes, walked back to the village with the little fox.
Since the little fox is a protected animal, it was inconvenient for her to walk openly on the road with us.
So, as we walked, I got a bag and put the little fox inside.
At this moment, I mentally reviewed the events of the past few days.
Upon returning to the village, I encountered a yellow weasel demanding a bride. I wiped out the entire family of yellow weasels, only to have Huang Jiu Niang transform into a vengeful spirit and haunt my home.
Old Master Wei, unable to be interred, also sought my help.
After seeing Old Master Wei off.
Old Mo arrived and helped me dispatch Huang Jiu Niang, the vengeful spirit.
However, Old Master Wei's corpse then rose from the dead.
And the cause of the corpse's reanimation was a nine-lived corpse cat, being pursued by San Tai Nai of the Bashan Fox clan, which had breathed life into it.
Exterminating zombies, killing fierce ghosts…
In just five days during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we encountered so many events, not a single day of peace.
Thinking about it now, it still makes my heart pound.
Fortunately, everything is now settled.
With my body exhausted, all I wanted was to get home quickly, rest, and have a good sleep…
About twenty minutes later, we met my second uncle on the road, who had come to pick us up.
My second uncle was riding a tricycle, smiling.
He asked if everything had been resolved.
I didn't explain much to him, just nodded.
Seeing me nod, my second uncle immediately said,
"I knew you guys would be fine.
Your second uncle, I!
Knew long ago you were no ordinary people, and now you’ve got real skills.
Zombies and monsters, I think they’re all paper tigers…"
My second uncle lavished praise on Old Mo and me, which made me feel a bit awkward.
When we returned to the village, it was already noon.
Old Mo and I went straight home.
Grandmother was cooking.
Seeing Old Mo and me return, she was very happy.
But when she saw my tattered clothes and bloodstains, she looked worried.
However, seeing that my spirits were still good, her mood calmed down considerably.
Afterward, I let the little fox out.
I asked Grandmother to catch a yellow chicken for the little fox to eat.
But I had told the little fox beforehand not to speak human language in front of my grandmother.
I was afraid of frightening her.
My grandmother is a devout Buddhist and holds great reverence for animals in the mountains.
Upon seeing the white fox, she even exclaimed, "Amitabha."
She said that a white fox arriving at home was a sign of Buddha's protection…
I didn't pay much attention; I felt that my Ancestor was more reliable.
Afterward, Old Mo and I took a shower first.
We changed our clothes and bandaged our wounds.
When we came out, Grandmother had prepared a table full of dishes.
Old Mo and I were famished.
We ate heartily.
The little fox, at the doorway, was tearing at chicken meat piece by piece, a rather gruesome sight.
After eating our fill, Old Mo and I were incredibly tired.
So, we each went back to our rooms to sleep.
Grandmother, meanwhile, began playing with the little fox in the yard.
As soon as I lay down, I felt a dull ache in my chest.
A bloodstain had seeped through, soaking the bandage red.
Lying down, the pain made it difficult to sleep.
I suddenly remembered that Grandma Fox had given me a Hundred Herbs Pill.
She had said it could speed up wound healing and treat internal injuries.
In my discomfort from the pain, I didn't care how precious the pill was.
I swallowed it directly.
The pill was fragrant, and after entering my mouth, I didn't feel much change.
But as soon as I lay down, I felt a wave of warmth in my abdomen.
The sensation was very comfortable, and beneath this warmth.
My vital energy began to circulate more rapidly.
Within my abdomen, it was as if a powerful spiritual energy was surging.
However, this slight warmth gradually intensified as time passed.
Before long, it made my entire body feel feverish.
It was clearly the medicinal effect of the Hundred Herbs Pill acting within my body.
This indicated that the Hundred Herbs Pill possessed extremely potent medicinal properties and needed to be absorbed quickly.
Otherwise, the medicinal force could rupture my meridians.
I hurriedly got up and sat cross-legged.
Closing my eyes, I began to circulate my energy, intending to speed up the flow of my vital energy and spiritual energy within my body to dissipate this rising heat.
As I sat cross-legged and circulated my energy, my internal vital energy began to flow.
A stream of heat surged through my limbs.
Within my abdomen, a ball of fire was condensing.
That was the medicinal power of the Hundred Herbs Pill.
Now, I could only rely on the circulation of my vital energy and my own breathing.
To continuously absorb and consume this medicinal power, distributing it throughout my body, allowing my internal organs and muscles to absorb it…
As I continued to cultivate, all my cells seemed to ignite, becoming active.
Every single cell became restless.
My body felt exceptionally hot, and sweat poured out.
However, the wound on my chest was healing at an astonishing speed.
The wound, which would normally take at least a day or two to scab over.
Now, after I ingested the Hundred Herbs Pill.
It had completely scabbed over within an hour…
Not only that, but even the vital energy in my Dantian seemed to have been strengthened.
Vaguely, the eighth strand of vital energy began to condense…