Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 865 - 787: What Else Can He Do?

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"Lost your soul?" Chuci was taken aback at those words. π‘“π˜³π‘’π‘’π“Œπ˜¦π˜£π˜―β„΄π‘£π˜¦π‘™.π˜€π‘œπ‘š

He suddenly recalled that when he was a child in his old rural home, he seemed to have experienced something like this.

However, he was only about four or five years old at the time, and his memories were already vague. The "soul loss" aspect further shrouded that period in a layer of fantasy.

He vaguely remembered it was also summer; in the evening, when the sun had set, the weather finally became cool. He followed a few older kids from the village with a canister to catch fireflies outside the village.

In his memory, there were indeed many fireflies that day, as if the stars from the sky had fallen into the forest. Among them, one particularly large and beautiful firefly attracted his attention.

The youngest of the group, Chuci, was competitive and thought that if he could catch this "king" firefly, it would make the other kids look at him differently.

So he went all out chasing that firefly, not realizing he had gradually lost track of the group. He chased and ran without knowing how long, when suddenly he found a little courtyard at the edge of the woods!

The large firefly slipped into the yard and disappeared. Chuci didn't feel scared; he was focused on entering the yard to find the firefly. Soon, the courtyard door opened, and a sister wearing a red floral jacket invited him in to play.

In the yard, two children about four or five years old were playing jump rope. Chuci joined in and played happily, even eating a meal in the little courtyard, and, feeling tired, slept comfortably on the large bed inside the house.

When he woke up groggily, he found himself back on the kang at home.

He heard from his grandparents that when they found him, he was asleep on a haystack in a tree hole, and they couldn't wake him up no matter how they tried.

They consulted the village's rice diviner, who said he had met the Mountain Granny and was reluctant to return, leaving part of his soul in her yard. After calling his soul back, his grandparents specifically had someone cast a hexagram and recognized the ginkgo tree at the village entrance as his godmother.

After that, he never saw the mysterious Mountain Granny from his hometown folklore again.

Later on, his parents found success and took Chuci to the big city, where he lived comfortably as a second-generation rich kid. A few years ago, some wealthy person wanted to buy landscaping trees, and the big ginkgo tree at the village entrance was sold by the village chief!

The godmother he visited and paid respects to every year; now he didn't know whose villa garden she was in.

Whenever he thought about this, Chuci felt annoyed. He initially thought the ginkgo tree was so old it couldn't be moved easily. Had he known it would be sold, he would've moved his godmother to his family's mountain villa!

He used to think it was all just a dream and that his grandparents were too superstitious, with their nonsensical ideas. But now he completely believed it, as his childhood experiences had given him some authority to speak on the matter.

"Um..." Chuci looked around, confused, and asked softly, "If your soul is lost, wouldn't you be in a deep sleep and unable to wake up? Just grabbing a piece of clothing to call back the soul should solve it.

But he seems a bit too energetic; besides, can adults lose their souls? Isn't it just children who experience that?"

Jiang Yuan was equally unclear about the specific situation. His Fire Eyes Golden Gaze skill could only detect something was amiss, but as for the cause and effect, lacking Xie Chenyuan's calculation skills and system details, how could he know?

However, the Divine Souls of the Lu Clan father and son had been replaced, and on the surface, there was no apparent abnormality, nor were they unconscious. So it was likely that Wu Genxiang's soul damage wasn't the same as the "soul loss" that Chuci described.

"Even adults with a weak birth sign can easily lose their souls!" Wu Yegen hurriedly interjected, "I've heard that some people, even at an old age, can fall and have their souls knocked out."

Chuci was dubious and rubbed his medicated eyes vigorously, but couldn't find anything amiss.

"Bro, how did you figure it out?" He took a step back and whispered to Wu Yegen, who appeared miserable beneath the waist, "You didn't notice anything either?"

The other party frowned and shook his head, saying, "Apart from being a bit dirty, a bit dark, and a bit stinky, I didn't see anything different from others."

As they spoke, Wu Genxiang strode over without even glancing at the two standing beside him, pushing his elderly father towards a nearby farmhouse inn.

The smell of smoke and stink made Chuci wrinkle his nose;

Jiang Yuan, however, focused on the fact that at least a third of his Divine Soul was missing, pondering it over. He indeed saw that there was a problem with his soul, but how to resolve it?

The Elixirs from Wilderness World that could nourish souls couldn't be brought here; was there anything in the real world that could nourish a soul? Or was the soul really lost somewhere, needing to be summoned back?

"Speaking of which..." Wu Yegen furrowed his brow and hesitated, "I remember when my brother first started fishing, it was because a colleague persuaded him to experience it for fun.

Later, that colleague went to the river to fish and somehow drowned.

Our whole family tried to persuade my brother to stay away from the water, but he just stubbornly dug in his heels, the more we talked, the more determined he became! Do you think this might be related to the person who drowned?"

"Was your brother there when the person drowned? Could it be he saw it and got scared into losing his soul?" Chuci also guessed along.

The other party shook his head, "I don't know the details, my brother didn't say whether he was there or not. But I assume he wasn't; my brother can swim, and if he had been there, he would definitely have jumped in to help, or at least called the police. It's not possible he'd wait until the body was bloated to fish it out."

Wu Yegen paused for a moment, then shook his head again, "Definitely wasn't there; otherwise, since it led to a death, the police certainly would have asked questions and investigated. Maybe I'm just overthinking it."

Watching his brother's disheveled back disappear, he was momentarily lost in thought, then turned to Jiang Yuan and pleaded, "Could you help my brother? I beg you! I assure you, whether he gets better or not, you won't go unpaid for your trouble!"