I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 63 Chu Sect_1

Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Chu Sect_1

After getting off the Pirate Ship, you clearly saw Xiao Feng’s legs trembling a bit. You walked over, patted his shoulder, and said, "Madman, how do you feel?"

"Floating towards paradise."

Xiao Feng, looking up, forced out a reply.

"Since that’s the case, let’s go ride the roller coaster right away!" Lin Panxia immediately approached with a radiant smile and her tender little face.

You and Xiao Feng exchanged a glance, both of your eyes revealing a feeling of helplessness.

Honestly, you just couldn’t understand the psychology of girls—the roller coaster looked dangerous no matter how you saw it, yet they seemed to flock to it eagerly.

Although you both were reluctant for hundreds of reasons, in the end, you and Xiao Feng were forcefully dragged on.

At first, you were a bit nervous. After all, practically every guy is a little afraid of heights, so your heart hung in suspense during the slow climb to the highest point of the roller coaster.

"Brother Mu Yun, don’t be nervous, it’s going to be really thrilling in just a moment."

To your left, Lin Panxia was excitedly shaking her little feet. Today she was wearing shorts, revealing half of her snowy-white legs, looking playful and cute.

"If you’re really nervous, just close your eyes, it’ll be over quickly."

Wu Qiyi, to your right, quietly added another jab.

"I... woah!"

You barely started speaking when the roller coaster reached the highest point and suddenly plunged down!

Everything spun wildly!

But within a minute or so, you experienced the highs and lows, tension and excitement. To be honest, compared to the Pirate Ship, the roller coaster was just too thrilling!

After the ride, you happened to pass by a stall which displayed pictures taken on the spot, including one of Xiao Feng with his eyes closed and mouth wide open, his face covered in drool.

As for you, you were squinting, with a slightly raised eyebrow, appearing completely at ease and seemingly enjoying it; Xiao Feng turned his head, looking at you with a sense of grievance, like a woman who hadn’t seen her husband in over a decade.

After a bout of laughter, you paid for the two photographs, Xiao Feng’s naturally for Han Lele, while Lin Panxia snatched away yours.

Over the next few hours, you all practically played on every amusement facility in the park.

By the time you left the amusement park, it was already after three in the afternoon.

Apart from the amusement park, on the shady path leading to the parking lot where you were picking up the car, an old Taoist with a Daoist bun, messy hair, and shabby clothes was coming toward you, looking quite mad.

As he walked along, he would try to sell his so-called mystical books to anyone he could catch: "Young man, your steps are light and your face pale. You must have overindulged recently, right? I’ve got a book of bedroom arts that could help improve your relationship with your girlfriend."

"Ah, what a pretty little lady. Wouldn’t you like to become more beautiful? I have a Jade Maiden Scripture here that can make you more elegant and refined."

Setting aside the Taoist’s low-level hustling, just his scruffy appearance alone was enough to keep people at a distance; no one would treat him like a normal person.

It wasn’t long before the Taoist came up to you. His first glance fell on you, and he walked over with a tipsy smile, reeking of alcohol.

"Young man, your Heavenly Eye has opened. You’ve encountered quite a few odd things lately, haven’t you?"

You originally wanted to avoid the Taoist, but when you heard what he said, you stopped in your tracks and looked straight at him.

"Ah, young man, you have good temperament and know how to hide your skills. Not bad, not bad at all." The Taoist took a liquor gourd from his waist, uncorked it, and took several swigs of the potent spirit.

After drinking, he let out a contented sigh, squinting at you with a smile, and asked, "I see the dual principles are clear to you, and you know of the Three Purities, why not pursue the Taoist path?"

You were taken aback, then immediately bowed to the Taoist and said, "Although I am willing, I simply haven’t found the way. Does the Taoist Priest have a method?"

"Certainly!" the Taoist said and pulled out two grubby thread-bound books from his cloth bag very readily, putting on a mysterious air, "Young man, these two are from the Chudao Secret Method, handwritten copies, oh. There are only these two under the heavens. Since we’re destined to meet today, I’ll give them to you."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest."

You reached out to take them, but the Taoist slightly moved them away, his face once again showing that familiar smirk of a con artist, "A hundred each."

"A hundred each? Why don’t you go rob someone?" Xiao Feng immediately burst out angrily.

However, you silently took out two hundred Chinese Yuan notes from your already thin wallet.

"Heh, young man, you’re quite savvy," said the Taoist as he took the money and handed you the books, then turned to look at Wu Qiyi beside you. He did a double-take, then stepped back a couple of paces, maintaining a distance from Wu Qiyi but still smiling, "Young lady, your health doesn’t look too good; I’m afraid you might not last another two or three years."

"Taoist grandpa, what nonsense are you spouting? Sister Xiaoyou is in good health," Lin Panxia interjected unhappily, pouting at his words.

The Taoist didn’t respond, instead waiting for Wu Qiyi to speak.

Wu Qiyi, who hid her concerns deep within, remained unfazed, as if the person the Taoist spoke of wasn’t her at all.

After a brief pause, she finally asked in a calm tone, "Does the Taoist Priest have a solution?"

"There should be one, but I’m afraid I’m unable to help. It’s quite embarrassing, but if my elder brother were still around, perhaps there would be a chance. It’s a pity, such a pity," he said.

Then the Taoist turned to leave.

"Please wait a moment."

You quickly stepped forward and bowed again respectfully, saying, "Taoist Priest, may I ask where your elder brother might be now?"

"Him? I don’t know; I haven’t seen him for over seventy years," the Taoist thought for a moment and said, "But perhaps there’s someone who knows where he is."

"Please tell me, Taoist Priest."

"She’s in the Chu Sect. You can go find her yourself,"

Having said that, the old Taoist Priest paid no more attention to you and continued on his way to the people behind you, indulging without end in what seemed to be his tricks of deceit and swindling.

The Chu Sect, it sounded like a sect; you suddenly felt it sounded familiar.

That’s right!

The day when Xian Qianling was poisoned by corpse toxin, Zhang Zifeng seemed to have mentioned this term.

Thinking this, you couldn’t help but turn your head to look at Wu Qiyi, giving her a smile that only she would understand.

Wu Qiyi smiled with a serene and elegant grace, and within that smile there was also a hint of sweetness.

"Where shall we go to have fun next?"

Lin Panxia hopped joyfully over to Xiao Feng’s car when suddenly, the door of a nearby Mercedes 600 opened, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped out.

"Uncle Muyang? What are you doing here?"

Seeing the middle-aged man, Lin Panxia immediately greeted him with full-hearted joy.

The middle-aged man smiled with a refined elegance. With his magnetic voice, he addressed Wu Qiyi, "Miss, the master asks that you return home for a while."

"Where?" Wu Qiyi’s expression remained unchanged, but her tone, when speaking to him, was much lower than when she talked to you, sounding rather cold.

"The main house."

Wu Qiyi was about to speak when your pocket vibrated with an incoming call. You offered everyone an apologetic smile, pulled out your phone, and stepped a few paces away, finding a call from Du Xishan.

"Professor, it’s an off day. You’re not going to have me run errands for you again, are you?"

There was no hint of humor in Du Xishan’s voice coming from the phone; he sounded extremely anxious, "No joking, where are you?"

"Out and about, what’s up?"

"Xu Sha’s had an accident, hurry over to the provincial museum!"

After that, Du Xishan hung up promptly.

You couldn’t help but shake your head, saying to Wu Qiyi and the others, "Professor Du needs me for something. I have to head to the provincial museum and I’m afraid I can’t accompany you all for fun today."

"Ah? Why’s that?" Lin Panxia seemed a bit unhappy.

"Next time, I promise I’ll make sure you have a great time," you hurriedly said with a placating smile.

Lin Panxia thought for a moment, then suddenly said with a smile, "Next time you need to play with me for the whole day!"

"Okay."

Wu Qiyi turned to look at you, whispering softly, "Be careful."

You nodded, and then Wu Qiyi and Lin Panxia left with the bespectacled man.

After Xiao Feng drove you to the provincial museum, he couldn’t wait to kick you out of the car and took Han Lele off to enjoy their world for two.

"Fair-weather friend!"

You chided Xiao Feng with this remark, then redialed Du Xishan’s number. Once the call connected, Du Xishan’s voice came through, "Have you arrived?"

"I’m at the entrance, come get me," you replied.

"Wait a moment, I will send Fan Yi to get you."

Fan Yi?

It didn’t occur to you that old Du would call her as well.

Soon after, Fan Yi, still sporting her signature look with the white shirt, jeans, and black-rimmed glasses, came hurrying out toward you.

Even though it was the weekend, there weren’t many visitors in the museum, but even the few that were there had their attention drawn by Fan Yi’s approach.

Of course, it wasn’t Fan Yi’s delicate beauty they noticed, but her height.

A girl standing nearly 1.8 meters tall, so slender and comely, was much rarer than the busty, long-legged beauties.

You walked up to Fan Yi and asked, "What’s wrong with old Du now?"

Fan Yi glanced around, didn’t elaborate, and murmured, "Professor Du is waiting for you in the lab, follow me."

You nodded, and the two of you swiftly made your way through the exhibit area, passing through two checkpoints, arriving at the museum’s research area.

This so-called research area was a place where artefacts of higher research value were stored, and naturally, it wasn’t open to the public.

Many museum official documents would boast about their vast collection, yet visitors often left disappointed, claiming deception.

In reality, there are many treasures in museums that are never put on display, some of which they can’t even produce high-quality replicas for. Therefore, most people could only view images online or know of an artefact’s existence without even a photograph to show for it.

After passing through three long corridors, you and Fan Yi reached a research room spanning at least two hundred square meters.

Inside the research room stood four people: Du Xishan, Du Xihai, a middle-aged woman in a white lab coat, and an old man with white hair; of course, not far behind Du Xishan floated Xu Sha.

"Finally, you’ve arrived; hope I didn’t interrupt your date," said Du Xishan, who, upon seeing you, asked an irrelevant question.