I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 368: I Owe You Two Lives (Eight Updates)_1

Chapter 368: Chapter 368: I Owe You Two Lives (Eight Updates)_1

"What are you waiting for, get people digging now, even if the entire mountain is hollowed out, we must rescue Boss and sister-in-law!"

Even from a great distance, you could hear Zong Wangyue’s howling!

At that moment, neither you nor Xian Qianling had any extra energy to speak. Following the faint light, the two of you looked at each other and, seeing the disheveled appearance of the other, you both suddenly laughed, freely and heartily...

The laughter naturally attracted the villagers nearby the cabin, and soon Zong Wangyue came rushing over with people!

"Boss, sister-in-law, it’s so good! Damn good, you both are still alive!"

When Xu Jiao and a robust auntie helped Xian Qianling to stand, under the illumination of the flashlight, a shocking scene appeared before your eyes!

Xian Qianling’s hands were already stained with blood; her pants had two large holes, and her knees were already scraped raw, the blood even soaking half of her pant leg!

You stared at Xian Qianling, speechless, before finally uttering, "Crazy woman, I owe you two lives! Whenever you want, you can come and claim them!"

Xian Qianling looked at you, smiled tenderly, then lowered her head and fainted.

"Zongzi, carry me to the cabin. I’ll stay there tonight."

"Boss, I think we should descend the mountain, there is a doctor in the village," Zong Wangyue’s voice was laced with concern.

"Relax, I know my body better than anyone. I’ve been poisoned, and ordinary doctors can’t cure it."

Jin Qi patted Zong Wangyue on the shoulder, "Let’s listen to the boss."

With a soft sigh, Zong Wangyue and Jin Qi lifted you onto a makeshift stretcher and placed you inside the cabin.

Jin Qi intended to make a bed inside the cabin, but you smiled at him and said, "No need, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for me. You all go down the mountain. I will come down in the morning."

After everyone else had left, you finally propped yourself up with great effort to sit slowly, cross-legged, settling your entire body and mind into a state of calm.

When your body and mind were sufficiently relaxed, you began to sense an aura in the air that was truly soothing for both the body and the spirit.

Originally, you wanted to begin the Gate of Life to expel the poison, but for some reason, it seemed sitting quietly would yield a better result.

Then, you entered a state that was very peculiar, somewhere between sleeping and waking.

In a daze, barely conscious, the day broke.

Opening your eyes, you slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and stretched out comfortably.

Stepping outside, you discovered the air was exceptionally fresh, the sky clear, everything seeming incredibly perfect.

Thinking back to the cave from which you escaped last night, you couldn’t help but walk toward the stream.

Approaching, you were surprised to find that the small hole through which you and Xian Qianling had escaped was actually right behind that stone statue!

It’s often said, no such thing as coincidence... You looked at the half-eaten apple and compressed biscuits still placed before the stone statue, and, putting your hands together, you gently bowed.

"Boss!"

Zong Wangyue and Jin Qi were standing by the cabin, waving at you.

You turned and walked towards them, asking Zong Wangyue, "Where is everyone else?"

"Today Wu Village is holding a festival that happens only once every forty-four years. They’ve all gone there. Sister-in-law is staying at the village chief’s house and can’t get out of bed; her hands and knees are all scraped up."

Thinking of Xian Qianling, you sighed softly and said to the two of them, "Let’s go down the mountain as well."

You notice that the barrier enveloping the entire Witch God Peak is gone, and Wu Village appears tranquil and serene.

You rush to the village head’s house first thing, and at this moment, Xian Qianling is already sitting in a wicker chair, basking in the sun at the doorstep.

Seeing you approaching, Xian Qianling says with a smile, "Not bad at all, you’ve recovered in just one night."

You smile and, without saying much, walk straight up to her and place both hands on her knees.

"So warm, so comfortable."

Xian Qianling blissfully squints her eyes, and by the time you remove your hands, she’s able to move her legs freely.

"Stretch out your hand."

Xian Qianling obediently extends her hand, which, despite being originally delicate and fair, is tightly wrapped in bandages.

You unwrap the bandages, extending three fingers to gently trace over her palm, scarred with wounds.

Soon, Xian Qianling’s hands are restored to their original condition.

"Thank you."

She smiles at you tenderly and expresses her gratitude.

With a gentle smile, you slowly stand up and, pointing in the direction of Witch God Peak, say, "The bodies of those police officers are under a camphor tree; you should call the local police station."

"Okay," Xian Qianling replies with a somber nod.

"Hey, you guys narrowly escaped death; let’s talk about something cheerful. Oh right, they said the ceremony is to worship the God Tree—we should go have a look."

"Yeah, sure."

The so-called God Tree is a banyan tree more than three thousand years old, located in a valley behind Wu Village, soaring into the sky.

By the time you arrive, the ceremony has already begun. The villagers of Wu Village murmur incomprehensible words and carry out ceremonies whose purposes you do not know.

In the crowd, you spot Zhang Hua, and at the same time, you see a familiar figure—that’s... "Zhang Hua!"

Zong Wangyue laughs and says, "Boss, that Zhang Hua is real, she didn’t die. That woman just imprisoned her in a cave in Wu Village."

You nod, not expecting that the heartless woman would have spared Zhang Hua’s life.

"Huh?" You look somewhat surprised at the crowd ahead, where Hu Jiahui and Xu Jiao are standing hand in hand, looking quite intimate.

Zong Wangyue’s gossipy nature is burning brightly. Seeing you looking at Xu Jiao and Hu Jiahui, he chuckles and says, "Those two found true love through adversity, and now they’re inseparable."

In a daze, you lift your head and suddenly notice a person—or rather, a little girl—sitting on a branch of the banyan tree.

She wears a bright green dress, swaying her legs, holding a piece of compressed biscuit in her left hand and half an apple in her right, nibbling away. When she sees you looking her way, she smiles slightly and gradually vanishes into thin air...

At this moment, thousands of meters away from the God Tree, atop a large birch tree, Zhao’er and the Empress stand gracefully.

"See, I told you he would be fine."

Zhao’er gazes steadily at your figure without speaking. Then she suddenly steps forward into the air, and with just a single step, she teleports a hundred meters away!

"According to our original agreement, you cannot see him yet," the Empress says, standing beside Zhao’er and blocking her path.

Zhao’er remains silent, simply watching you.

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