Chapter 199 Triggered

Seeing that scene again, everything felt so real. Boss Zhou truly felt like he was reading his own biography.

To say he felt dazed, unsure of the current year, would be too fake. After all, he had lived several years of this life already.

He had grown accustomed to what he should have grown accustomed to.

He had let go of what he should have let go of.

Clinging to the past and crying at every story he heard would be too affected.

Half-Face seemed quite interested in the appearance of Zhou Ze from his previous life, standing behind "Zhou Ze" and constantly sizing him up.

Boss Zhou accompanied Half-Face, also taking a look.

Honestly,

his previous self was quite presentable.

Not ugly at all, with a tall and straight figure, and a certain air about him. He looked quite decent in a white coat.

Of course, he was still far behind Xu Le, who could get by on being a live-in son-in-law.

"Got it, I'll be right there."

After hearing the notification, "Zhou Ze" immediately left the bathroom. In the corridor, the injured old man had been brought over and was coughing up blood.

"Prepare the surgical instruments, quickly!"

The old man's image was also clear, dressed in a gray Tang suit.

"I… I… don't want to die."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine, we'll help you, you won't die."

"No… No… Below… Below… Below is too terrifying…"

Boss Zhou stared intently at the old man. Seeing him again after so many years, Boss Zhou wanted to discern his secrets at this moment.

Next,

the old man would scratch his arm with his fingernails.

"Calm down, relax, your life is not in danger."

"I don't want to… don't want to go down again… They… they found me… I… they found me…"

Boss Zhou's gaze immediately focused on "Zhou Ze's" wrist.

The old man was very emotional while speaking, and for seriously injured patients, emotional excitement was the most dangerous thing, as it easily affected the wound and other lesions, creating more trouble for treatment.

Sure enough,

the black fingernails on the old man's hand began to dig into "Zhou Ze's" wrist.

"Hiss…"

"Dr. Zhou, your hand!"

"I'm not going down… not going down… not going down… Haha… cough cough cough…"

The old man's fingernails didn't have a special aura surrounding them, but the deep, amber-like color was still unsettling.

The scene froze at this moment.

The old man on the stretcher, "Zhou Ze," and the surrounding medical staff all stopped moving.

The Lake Demon's voice came:

"Do you need me to replay it?"

Zhou Ze looked up. Honestly, he still didn't understand, because the truly valuable parts were just these short periods of time, these snippets of dialogue.

The old man's words sounded like an evil spirit who had escaped from hell, trying to evade the pursuit of the underworld.

Zhou Ze looked up, wanting to see if Half-Face had discovered anything, but he found that Half-Face, standing beside him, had his mouth slightly open, his fists clenched, and a hint of crimson beginning to appear in his eyes.

It was as if he had been stimulated by something extremely terrifying.

He discovered something!

He definitely discovered something!

Zhou Ze raised his hand, signaling the Lake Demon to stop.

The surrounding scene began to ripple and blur, like paint being washed away by a water gun, then returning to wet wrinkles. Finally, the water vapor quickly dissipated.

The scene of the bedroom reappeared. Apart from a slight lingering dampness in the air, there was no trace of moisture in the room.

The Lake Demon was still kneeling before Zhou Ze, and Zhou Ze's hand was still on its head.

But Half-Face,

even though the "illusory" scene had ended,

was still standing there, stunned.

Honestly, Zhou Ze found it hard to imagine what could have caused Half-Face to lose his composure like this.

First of all, Half-Face had no attachments, and his personality and behavior were more like an extremely amplified version of a simpleton.

For this kind of "brute," his first reaction to anything was to just brute force his way through, too lazy to waste time talking.

His life could be said to be very long, but if you excluded the time he was imprisoned and sealed under Mount Emei, it wasn't actually that long.

The days of truly breaking free from Ying Gou and being unrestrained were probably quite short.

So,

what exactly did you discover?

"Hey?"

Zhou Ze reached out and waved his hand in front of Half-Face.

Half-Face's gaze began to refocus, but after focusing, he stared intently at Zhou Ze.

"What's wrong?"

If he didn't know that he couldn't defeat this person without awakening Ying Gou, and that even awakening Ying Gou might not guarantee victory,

Boss Zhou really wished he could just slap this guy.

Stalling here and acting shocked,

but not saying a word,

were you trying to piss someone off?

"Hehehe… Hahahaha… Hahahahaha…"

Half-Face suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhou Ze subconsciously took a step back, because black vortexes had appeared around Half-Face, clearly indicating that he was truly on the verge of going berserk and losing control. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unable to restrain his own aura.

…

Downstairs in the bookstore,

the others who were preparing for the memorial feast… preparing the dinner party were still busily working in an orderly fashion.

Even those who usually didn't enter the kitchen were now looking for opportunities to help out where they could.

It was as if they felt, "Oh well, let's just burn some incense."

Hard dishes were being placed on the large round table one after another. Xu Qinglang's culinary skills were truly on display at this moment, like an old artist showcasing his life's work.

Lawyer An, on the other hand, moved closer to the old Taoist.

With the boss not downstairs, he could naturally get closer to the old Taoist.

After all, the old Taoist had helped him secure his current position. Without the old Taoist, how could those Yama kings have treated him like a brother?

Actually, standing there, there weren't many people in the bookstore who didn't want to suck up to the old Taoist.

But how to suck up, in what way to suck up, and whether they dared to suck up became the biggest obstacles.

Fortunately, Lawyer An, who was well-versed in the art of sucking up, naturally didn't take these difficulties to heart.

He took out a small package from under the counter, and inside the package was a wooden box.

Lawyer An carried the small wooden box and walked to the old Taoist's side.

"My lord."

The old Taoist ignored Lawyer An.

Although he was the one who had helped this Lawyer An ascend to the position of Yama king not long ago,

it was merely a transaction between him and the bookstore owner. Now, his painting was already hanging on this wall, so the transaction could be considered complete.

"My lord, take a look, what do you think of the quality?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist lowered his head and looked at the contents of Lawyer An's box.

They were pieces of something that looked like stones, with a crystalline luster.

A smile appeared on the corner of the old Taoist's lips, as if past memories had been stirred up.

Lawyer An knew he had guessed right, and this could be considered hitting the nail on the head.

Lawyer An had selected this item based on the old Taoist's clothing style and a rough estimate of the era in which he lived.

Just like how many adults nowadays are reminded of their childhood memories when they see "cardboard pieces" and "iron rings," Lawyer An was also using this method to close the distance between them.

This thing was called Five Stone Powder, also known as Cold Food Powder.

It sounded like medicine, and its main ingredients were natural minerals such as stalactites, red stone fat, sulfur, amethyst, white quartz, and some Chinese herbal medicines.

It was once used as a medicine to treat colds and flus, but just like how Viagra was initially developed as a blood pressure medication,

this thing became a popular item during the Wei and Jin dynasties because it had the same effect as taking drugs. It had hallucinogenic effects, so it could be said to be the d-drug of that era.

Why do people always say that the Wei and Jin dynasties had many romantic and uninhibited scholars?

Most of them were produced by taking the powder. A group of nobles, taking drugs every day, feeling like they were floating in the clouds, how could they not be romantic and unrestrained?

Of course, this thing had great side effects. Many people who took the powder became senile early, and some even died directly. The Saint of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, was a deep enthusiast of this practice and also suffered greatly from it.

However, these side effects were indeed very harmful to ordinary people, but for an existence like the old Taoist, it could really be said to be… refined taste.

"Take a dose?"

Lawyer An asked flatteringly.

The old Taoist smiled without saying a word, raised his hand, then stopped.

"I have all the necessary tools here, I'll get them for you right away."

The Wei and Jin dynasties emphasized a graceful demeanor. Even when partying and taking drugs, you had to have a whole set of tools and procedures.

Everyone had to have a sense of ritual even when taking drugs, as if they were performing a sacrifice.

If a powder-taking enthusiast from the Wei and Jin dynasties were to travel through time and see how modern people take d,

he would probably immediately show a look of contempt and scold:

"Crude and lowly behavior, not worthy to be with us."

However, just as Lawyer An was holding the tools and feeling pleased with the success of his innovative flattery,

from above,

a burst of laughter suddenly came,

followed by

a terrifying pressure,

which immediately crushed down!

The old Taoist's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in the second-floor bedroom.

At this time,

Half-Face's body was already covered in blood-red inscriptions, and the violent aura on his body was becoming difficult to suppress.

Seeing this,

the old Taoist immediately stepped forward,

grabbing Half-Face's shoulder with one hand.

In the next instant,

the figures of the old Taoist and Half-Face appeared at the estuary of the Yangtze River on the edge of Tong City.

"Hahahaha… Ah!!!!!!"

Half-Face roared almost maniacally, completely releasing himself at this moment!

For a time,

on the surface of this river and sea,

a monstrous wave was stirred up!

Lightning snakes roamed and rampaged wildly in the sky,

and the strong wind roared and charged like a ferocious beast.

In the eyes of the ignorant mortals around them,

this scene,

was like a typhoon passing through!