Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 488: Bluff and Gu

Chapter 488: Chapter 488: Bluff and Gu

The idea of that possibility strikes fear into 0862’s heart.

Having lived for more than two hundred years, why would he want to return to being a mortal?

"Since you’re scared now, why don’t you get lost?"

The look in Xiaohe’s eyes gradually cooled. With just a thought, 0862 feels a heavy weight on his shoulder, an unknown force suppressing his entire body, rendering him immobile.

His fear magnified, 0862 gritted his teeth and said, "I...I understand."

Upon hearing this, only then does Xiaohe raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, sparing him.

Only after 0862’s figure completely disappeared did the nonchalance on Xiaohe’s face fade, replaced by exhaustion.

He had merely been bluffing just now.

Even now, he’s not completely recovered, and this broken world is self-destructing. If he really had the ability to suppress him, he’d rather clean up this broken world first.

He can only consider himself fortunate that he has become a fugitive with an unsettled mind now—simply put, he’s easy to deceive. Otherwise, he doesn’t know how the matter can be resolved.

That old man has also been missing for so long.

Children in the city are suffering from persistent high fevers, and every household is struggling to fevers.

Just after Shen Zhiyu’s fever had subsided, both Lin Zihan and Lin Jian started showing signs of unending fever.

The hearts of the Lin Family, which had just settled down, were once again raised.

As usual, they brewed a soup with medicine first. When they didn’t see any improvement, the Lin brothers, Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng, went to the main courtyard again.

"Fat girl...."

The two grown men, red-faced with embarrassment, were worried about their children and could only stammer, trying to figure out how to phrase their request.

"Big brother and second brother, take these two pieces for Doudou and Maomao to eat."

Naturally, Nanzhi understands their intention. She already knew from Xiaomi that the city was once again in chaos, with most children breaking out in high fevers.

To be on the safe side, she had already divided the "ginseng slices" into three parts.

She has to prepare for the two children, better safe than sorry. If the children are fine, that’s great. The other part is for Sun Cui.

Ercheng’s sister-in-law is already in the middle of her pregnancy, and everything needs to be done carefully. It would be best for her to carry this "ginseng slice" with her at all times.

Seeing the tray brought in by Cheng Yue, Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng were a bit dazed for a moment, not expecting Nanzhi to have prepared this ahead of time.

"I heard about the situation in the city from Xiaomi. Zhiyu was fortunate to have escaped this ordeal. Doudou and Maomao also need to be careful. I was planning to have Xiaomi deliver it to you if you didn’t come asking for it. Since you’re here, quickly take it back and let them soak it in water for a drink."

As Nanzhi spoke, she picked up another small bag on the side and handed it to Lin Ercheng: "Second Brother, this one is for sister-in-law. It would be best for her to carry it with her at all times."

"Ok."

The two brothers exchanged a glance, then solemnly nodded their heads.

They would certainly remember Fat girl’s kindness.

"You should also go back quickly. After letting Doudou and Maomao drink it, let them have a good rest."

"Ok."

Watching her two brothers leave hastily, Nanzhi finally lowered her eyes.

Looking at Shen Zhiyu, who was deep in sleep by her side, Nanzhi simply smoothed his hair with her hand.

Looking at their similar eyebrows and eyes, Nanzhi felt a pang in her heart.

What should she do?

Many children in the city are running high fevers. What should she do?

Shen Wenchen...

Back in the village outside the city, Wang Jingzhi and the second leader were performing acupuncture treatment on Shen Wenchen.

The others who had returned were feeling somewhat better after taking medicine and bathing in hot water. Although most of them had caught a chill, it was not a serious issue.

For over a month, the second leader had been having Xiaoqi and the others distribute some soup medicine to the villagers, and their health had improved somewhat.

But now, Shen Wenchen showed no signs of regaining consciousness.

"Something’s off."

Feeling Shen Wenchen’s pulse, the second leader’s eyebrows furrowed with an unspeakable oddness in his heart.

"What’s wrong?"

The second leader was skilled in medicine; Wang Jingzhi had great respect for his expertise, although his main speciality was poison production.

"Check if he’s got other wounds on his body."

The second leader continued to frown, his expression becoming graver.

"Alright."

After he returned, they had already changed Shen Wenchen into clean clothes and washed his body. If there were other wounds, they should be visible.

But when the second leader spoke, Wang Jingzhi began to check him over, not doubting him in the slightest.

After searching for quite some time, it was ultimately the sharp-eyed Wang Jingzhi who discovered a small wound on Shen Wenchen’s lower leg.

The wound was very small, not even seeping blood. There was no swelling or redness around the wound either.

"Second leader, there’s a wound here."

Whilst Wang Jingzhi’s heart was filled with confusion after the discovery, he called the second leader over.

Seeing the tiny wound, the second leader’s heart sank, roughly understanding what the problem was.

He did not speak, only silently taking out a tiny iron box from the very bottom layer of his medicine box.

Next to the iron box was a thin, black stick of incense, which looked extremely strange.

"What’s this...?"

Just as Wang Jingzhi wanted to ask again, he felt his sleeve being tugged. Lowering his head, Yuanbao was making a gesture for silence.

Although Wang Jingzhi didn’t understand, he still nodded his head and kept his mouth shut, watching the second leader’s following moves intently.

The second leader had a grim look on his face. After placing the iron box accordingly, he then picked up the thin incense.

When the incense was lit, a strange scent immediately filled the room.

The scent lingered in their nostrils, and Wang Jingzhi’s eyes widened in shock.

Could it be that the second leader is really what I thought?

As the smell of incense in the room grew thicker, a small lump suddenly bulged out on Shen Wenchen’s lower leg.

The second leader furrowed his brows, his one hand moving the incense stick in circles above the wound, while, with the other hand, he placed the iron box on Shen Wenchen’s leg. Lastly, he gently tapped, and a small black insect slowly crawled out of the box.

The little bug looked around with its head darting about, then, as if picking up a certain scent, slowly crawled toward the wound on Shen Wenchen’s lower leg.

The lump on his leg, as if attracted by the smell of the black incense, moved around on his leg, searching for the source of the smell.

Watching the scene before his eyes, Wang Jingzhi couldn’t deny that he was shocked. He had only heard of witchcraft and voodoo in the South, but had never seen them before.

Upon seeing it now, it truly was somewhat unfathomable.

The little black bug finally reached the wound and paused. Then, as if finding the right location, it burrowed into the wound.

For a moment, another lump appeared on the lower leg that originally only had one lump.

The two lumps chased each other around, burrowing this way and that on Shen Wenchen’s lower leg, but they didn’t come out around the wound.

The doubts in the second leader’s heart grew stronger, and he moved the incense closer with his hand.

With his movement, the scent of the incense grew stronger, and the movement of the two lumps became even fiercer.

Just as Wang Jingzhi was getting a little unsettled, a two-inch long red bug suddenly crawled out from the injury.