Trustworthy people

ed with a frown.Outside in the yard, Lao Su's voice rang out: "Aiyo my ancestors! Where did you run off to! The young mistress is about to go crazy with worry! Come come come, let me give you a bath f...In the depths of Widow's Lane, even at night, things remained much the same. Flickering crimson lights cast an eerie glow from within the dilapidated houses.

The narrow, old alley was steeped in a somber atmosphere, permeated by a faint and subtle aura.

It sounded like someone was whispering in the night wind, urging people to step through the low and dangerous door.

Those women still stood at the doorway of the dilapidated house, half their faces hidden in the darkness, exhaling smoke rings and extending their crimson-painted nails to haggle with passersby.

I held onto my brother as we walked inside. A woman reached out and grabbed my handbag, smiling and saying, “Come here, I can cure anything…”

"Let go!" I growled, frowning.

The woman reluctantly let go.

This kind of situation is very common.

As I passed by the small building where I was once caught, narrow windows glowed red, and I wondered who, or what, lurked within.

Cheng Banxian's small courtyard had its dilapidated door slightly ajar. Before I even stepped inside, I heard the sound of mahjong being played from within.

"Ugh, you won all my money! No more, no more, I don't even have any change left!" a woman exclaimed with laughter and scolding.

Cheng Banxian's carefree laughter echoed across the water: "Don't worry, no money is fine. Just stay tonight, and I'll cover the cost."

I was speechless. What kind of person was Cheng Bansxian!

He said that he spends twenty million yuan on a single trip, but where does all his money go

Why on earth is he staying in this place

With so much money, what's there that you don't have Why would you prefer to associate with the lowest strata of society

I was conflicted, really didn't want to push the door open, afraid of seeing some eye-bleeding scenes.

“He is a master of detoxification, but the toxins in his own body need a similar environment to slowly dissipate. So the gloomy and ghostly atmosphere here is a good environment for him. It allows him to gradually dispel the toxins within him without causing much harm to those around him.” Jiang Qiyun explained to me.

So that's how it is...It seems he does things with a lot of meaning.

Standing at his front door, I just... I really wanted to yell.

The house was so messy, but they managed to set up a mahjong table. Three middle-aged women were playing mahjong with him.

He saw me standing at the door, stunned for a long time, then suddenly jumped up and said: "You you you... How did you come! He..."

"He's out there too," I rolled my eyes, Cheng Banshen is just afraid of Jiang Qiyun.

He jumped in fright, immediately drove the women away, and then quickly cleaned up the house.

The middle-aged women glared at me angrily, saying, "What are you doing What's the matter with you Who do you think you are, acting like a mistress and driving us away!"

"Shut up, you lot! She is my mistress! Get lost, get lost, get out of here! We'll settle this another day!" Cheng Bansxian chased away the middle-aged women like ducks.

Jiang Qiyun stood in his small, dilapidated courtyard. Cheng Banxian prostrated himself and asked, "How did the Celestial Emperor come here in person..."

"Treat the wound." Jiang Qiyun glanced at my brother.

Cheng Banxian said embarrassedly: "The last time I absorbed too much yin poison, it hasn't dissipated yet..."

"Just a minor scratch." Jiang Qiyun's voice was cold.

This tone leaves no room for discussion. Cheng Banxian, gritting his teeth, came over to check on my brother. Seeing that it was really a minor issue, he let out a sigh of relief and said: "Sigh...Fortunately, this curse isn't severe. The one your father had last time was too powerful, leaving me still recovering..."

"Who would believe that I think you're living quite comfortably." I gave him a withering look.

"Not a chance! That's way too potent! I reckon it'll take half a year to wear off..." He pulled out the healing items and placed them around my brother Zhou.

My brother asked with lingering fear, "What's up Brother, could there be side effects even after the toxins have entered the body Don't scare me! I haven't used it that many times..."

Cheng Banxian was stunned for a moment, then laughed so hard he had to crouch down on the ground holding his stomach.

I stared at my brother speechless, "You still have the time to worry about this... life is more important, okay"

"No no no, this is more important than life... Is it really Don't just laugh!" My brother asked worriedly.

"No…no…" Cheng Banshen laughed until his stomach hurt: “I'm just afraid the poison will get to the other person. You're worried about this little bit of poison Don't worry, it's nothing~~"

My brother let out a breath and sent me out, saying, "Go wait outside. It's too cramped in here, don't suffocate the two little emperors."

Does he not want me to see anything

Does my brother have bad thoughts too He seems so cheerful and optimistic, he probably doesn't have many bad thoughts, right

At most, it's just getting frustrated by teammates in a game and cursing them out. Would the reflection of his malice in the mirror look like a unicorn

I wandered aimlessly until I reached Jiang Qiyun's side. He was standing there, gazing at the moon in the sky with his hands clasped behind him.

Late spring, early summer.

Unknowingly, I've walked with him through four seasons.

"Qiyun... What's going on in that hospital"

He frowned and shook his head, "Important figures weren't caught. I found that several ghosts possessed the staff here. There's a formation in the hospital basement with overwhelming evil energy. It should be a place for refining souls. This place was deliberately designed by someone, built near the cemetery to attract all wandering souls for refinement. There are also ominous energies like Yin Xie, Tan Tou, and Chuan Xin Sha. These make the patients' conditions worse. They extract half their life essence, leaving them in a daze. Their families believe it's effective treatment…"

He sighed and said slowly, "Xiao Qiao, mortals have a limited lifespan. Not everyone has the spiritual aptitude to cultivate the righteous path, so... more and more people are plotting and taking the evil path."

I clutched his sleeve and nodded. “Yeah, you said so, that’s why you’re so busy, right”

He faintly twitched the corner of his lips and said, “This hospital's matter probably needs the power of the yang world. I'm going to the Shen family. You—”

How am I

"Hearing the name Shen Family makes you frown" he chuckled lightly.

"Not unhappy, should I be happy then…How could I...say it"

He hesitated for a moment, looking at me with some helplessness and said, "Right now, the person I trust most is you. If I need you to put in effort for something, would you find it troublesome"of what happened.This fashion icon is actually related to the Dragon King, being one of his neglected sons. He sneaked into the country when he was young and ran some shady businesses. Later, he disco...