Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 52, Hundred Ghosts Nurturing Soul Land

Chapter 52: Chapter 52, Hundred Ghosts Nurturing Soul Land

"Why are you unwilling to go to Lake Heart Island?" Xu Wendong asked.

King Kong was extremely terrified, clutching the big tree tightly: "There are ghosts on Lake Heart Island, ghosts that eat people."

Jin Jianyuan sighed and said: "Doctor Xu, don’t listen to my son’s nonsense; ever since he became foolish, he often talks about ghosts on Lake Heart Island."

Xu Wendong hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but ask: "Was King Kong on Lake Heart Island before he became foolish?"

Boom!

Jin Jianyuan suddenly felt his scalp tingle, his eyes filled with fear: "How do you know about this?"

Jin Lingqiang, who was nearby, was also taken aback. Before King Kong became foolish, he had a high fever, and before the fever, he had played and fallen into the lake on Lake Heart Island.

However, even in Jin Zhuang, few people knew about this; how did an outsider know?

Xu Wendong said: "The reason King Kong became like this is related to his visit to Lake Heart Island as a child."

Jin Jianyuan’s heart trembled violently; he quickly asked: "Doctor Xu, could my son be telling the truth? Are there really ghosts on Lake Heart Island?"

"Whether there are ghosts or not, I don’t know. Anyway, King Kong’s condition is not an illness." He then shared his opinion, King Kong lost the Human Soul of his three souls; if found, he could return to normal.

Thud!

Jin Jianyuan directly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face: "Doctor Xu, I beg you to have mercy and save my son. If possible, I am willing to trade my life to make him normal again!"

"Sir, please stand up first. Even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have found a way." Xu Wendong assisted him up, then said: "Let King Kong stay here for now; let’s go to Lake Heart Island and take a look!"

Every cause must have an effect; since King Kong lost his Human Soul by going to Lake Heart Island, they must go there to retrieve it.

And so, the three boarded the speedboat, sailing through the waves towards Lake Heart Island.

"By the way, how large is South Lake? Is it an artificial lake or a natural waterbody? Where does the downstream connect?" Xu Wendong curiously asked on the speedboat.

Jin Jianyuan said: "I heard South Lake is an artificially excavated lake, but it was built during the Ming Dynasty. Initially, its area was only a few hundred acres, meant for irrigating surrounding crops. But over time, the water level of South Lake rose, submerging many crops, and now the area is over three thousand acres."

"The deepest part is about thirty meters deep, let’s talk about the Lake Heart Island in front, it was called Niumao Mountain before, but as the lake level rose, it became an isolated island."

"The downstream of South Lake joins the main channel of the Yellow River, merely a dozen miles away from it. The water from South Lake gathers there and then rushes into the sea."

Xu Wendong understood, then picked up his phone and opened the map, clearly seeing South Lake adjacent to the main channel of the Yellow River. Without zooming in, one could even see that the Yellow River and South Lake were indistinguishable.

Xu Wendong asked: "How many people die in South Lake each year?"

Jin Lingqiang sighed: "This year, thirty-two people have already died; if this keeps up, I estimate dozens more will die."

"They are all people suffocated by life or hurt by love who come here to seek death." Jin Lingqiang had a fishing permit in South Lake and was also part of the body retrieval team, pulling dozens to hundreds of bodies out each year.

Xu Wendong, unconcerned, said: "The situation is not that simple; those people didn’t come here to seek death."

Jin Lingqiang was shocked: "Could it be murder?"

Xu Wendong asked: "Do you know how to fish?"

Jin Lingqiang laughed: "My fishing skills are top-notch; even so-called fishing masters probably can’t compare to me."

Xu Wendong asked again: "In a rushing river, where should you fish for a good catch?"

Jin Lingqiang gave his viewpoint: "Surely at the bend, where the river’s flow is slow and gathers a lot of food and fish."

"Right, when I fished in the village, I also sought out bends, always with a good catch." After a pause, Xu Wendong suddenly asked: "Is it really just fish, shrimp, and crabs in the river?"

Jin Jianyuan and Jin Lingqiang did not speak.

Xu Wendong gazed at the vast, misty South Lake and softly said: "The source of the Yellow River is located in the Bayan Har Mountains on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, spanning 5,464 kilometers, and we’re at its lower reaches."

"Since ancient times, the Yellow River has been known for its treacherous nature, with drowning numbers on its banks reaching three or four figures annually, sometimes more."

"Those who die never leave remains, swept away by the Yellow River’s waters to who knows where. But one thing’s clear, as the mother river of humanity, stories of ghosts and goblins have been passed down through generations along the Yellow River."

"If those ghosts and goblins truly exist, might they drift downstream, finding a bend to inhabit?"

As these words came out.

Jin Jianyuan and Jin Lingqiang both shivered unknowingly, goosebumps rising thickly on their skin.

"Doctor Xu, do you mean that South Lake is possibly the haunt of those ghosts and goblins?" Jin Lingqiang’s voice trembled, his eyes filled with fear.

Xu Wendong’s gaze was heavy: "I learned some simple Feng Shui techniques from my grandfather, and this situation is called the Hundred Ghosts Nurturing Soul Land in Feng Shui. If such a Feng Shui pattern truly forms, it will trigger unpredictable consequences."

"In fact, the Feng Shui pattern of the Hundred Ghosts Nurturing Soul Land has already formed; otherwise, not so many people would seek death in the lake by themselves. They come here because their mindset changes, influenced by the Feng Shui pattern."

Jin Jianyuan’s scalp tingled: "Is it this exaggerated?"

Xu Wendong forced a smile: "You’ve lived in South Lake for so many years, have you never encountered anything strange or eerie?"

Jin Lingqiang swallowed hard: "Indeed, I have. Just the night before, I encountered something. I was heading to the shore from Lake Heart Island, but midway, the speedboat seemed to be hit by something, as if a giant fish was ramming the boat’s bottom, scaring me out of my wits."

"Luckily, my big black dog barked urgently, scaring away whatever was under the boat, that... that thing wasn’t a fish?"

Speaking of this, Jin Lingqiang was ashen, even his legs uncontrollably trembling, knowing South Lake housed many large fish weighing over a hundred pounds and turtle-sized old clams.

Initially, he thought it was those big fish or clams hitting the speedboat, but after hearing Xu Wendong’s words, he suddenly had a foreboding feeling.

Xu Wendong asked rhetorically: "How big of a fish would it take to overturn this speedboat? Is there a whale in South Lake?"

Jin Lingqiang stood dumbfounded.

And at that moment, a fierce collision suddenly struck the bottom of the boat.

Xu Wendong exclaimed: "This is bad, it’s coming!"