Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 287 - 148: Lord Rou_2

Fan Wubing looked at the Mountain God and teased, "So you're the god protecting them, huh?"

The Mountain God chuckled dryly, not daring to speak. He thought to himself, I can hardly protect myself, let alone others.

Teasing aside, Fan Wubing was quite curious about this so-called Lord Rou, so he asked, "What does Lord Rou look like?"

"Lord Rou is just Lord Rou, without any particular appearance."

"Then how does Lord Rou give you the things you want?"

The little girls were dissatisfied, "Big brother, you just ask us questions and don't play with us. We're not going to tell you." They pouted and turned their faces away, ignoring Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing laughed and said, "Alright, I'll play with you."

"Yay!"

The exciting game of hopscotch began.

Four little children and a barely adult man leaped from morning till evening.

At dusk, the little girls laughed and bid farewell to Fan Wubing, "Big brother, we're going back now. Let's play again tomorrow."

Fan Wubing wore a blissful smile and waved, saying, "Sure, sure."

"Sure! Sure!" A voice suddenly echoed with resentment, sounding ghostly.

Fan Wubing was startled, turning around to see the Mountain God with a face full of grievances. He asked, "What's wrong?"

The Mountain God forced a stiff smile and said, "Lord Envoy, are you a pedophile?"

"How is that possible!"

"Then why did Lord Envoy spend the whole day playing with them!" The Mountain God was somewhat indignant, "Leaving this small god aside. When the small god watched Lord Envoy playing with them, you were smiling so blissfully, not even asking about serious matters, just chattering about those little girl's nonsense. The small god urged Lord Envoy several times, but not only did you not listen, you also scolded and beat this small god!"

The Mountain God spoke with such grievances, "If I had known earlier that Lord Envoy came to Sickness City to play with little girls, I would have been completely unwilling to come."

Fan Wubing looked bewildered, "What are you talking about? From morning till dusk, I've been playing hopscotch here?"

The Mountain God said, "Look at the sun, Lord Envoy. It's almost setting."

Fan Wubing turned his head to look westward, and the red sun hung over the mountain top like a dragon swallowing a pearl.

He felt a bit dizzy, "Are you sure I played the whole day?"

"Indeed! Lord Envoy was over there, laughing so happily. Who wouldn't call it pedophilia, being able to play with little girls of such odd ages all day without getting tired." The Mountain God was quite frustrated.

Fan Wubing smacked his own head, "What a silly god! Think seriously, how could I possibly have played the whole day? Moreover, how can children have so much energy to play from morning to dusk without eating at all?"

The Mountain God suddenly realized, "That's right!" He turned pale with fright, "Why is that, Lord Envoy? Could it be you've been caught up in some sorcery?"

"Think hard, did anything strange happen?"

The Mountain God held his large head and thought for a moment, then said with frustration, "No. The small god just saw Lord Envoy playing hopscotch with them without stopping at all."

"Useless!" It was the first time Fan Wubing had been caught in such a trap, feeling downhearted, he couldn't help but curse.

The Mountain God, trembling, lowered his head.

Seeing his appearance, Fan Wubing took a deep breath, calmed down, saying, "Forget it. If even I got caught up, it's normal that you didn't notice anything strange."

He stopped venting his anger and immediately began to think.

After a moment, he activated the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill to trace the qi in his surroundings in his mind.

During this period, he had become familiar with qi tracing, and in a place with such low qi intensity, it wasn't a problem even to trace back several days.

The events of the day slowly surfaced in his mind.

Indeed, as the Mountain God said, he "carefree" and "full of happiness" played a whole day's game of hopscotch with the four little girls. During that time, he didn't ask any questions about Sickness City or Lord Rou, it was all playful chatter.

Fan Wubing felt sweat-beaded all over, not blaming the Mountain God for misunderstanding. He had been so engaged in playing with the four little ones that it seemed like they were inseparable siblings.

This isn't right.

Fan Wubing didn't consider himself such a person at all and believed he must have been ensnared.

But after carefully sensing every part of his body, he couldn't find any traces of being attacked. Also, in the sensory traces, no abnormal reactions appeared.

"Could it be that I have a second personality?"

Even Fan Wubing found it absurd, hurriedly dismissing the thought.

"Lord Envoy?" The Mountain God cautiously asked, "Any thoughts yet?"

Fan Wubing furrowed his brows and said, "Something is suspicious here. I didn't find any signs of someone attacking me... Moreover, aren't those four little girls even a bit tired? Playing from morning till night. But I see them as ordinary mortals, mere flesh and blood, certainly not Cultivators. And their attitude towards strangers is just... too good."

The Mountain God nodded and said, "Even this small god couldn't help but like them too. They have no childish whims at all, smart, clever, carefree, even don't cry or fuss when they fall."

Fan Wubing said, "They're practically the ideal children in my mind."

"Lord Envoy!" The Mountain God exclaimed in fear.

Fan Wubing said, "Don't misunderstand. I mean, they seemingly have all the likeable traits of children, with none of the annoying ones."

The Mountain God said, "True enough."

Fan Wubing furrowed his brows, "But, thinking it over, the children I've met in reality have had at least some childish quirks. These four are too good, maybe even a bit too good with not a single bad habit."

The Mountain God also grew concerned, "The other people we met in Sickness City all seemed like this too. Warm, courteous, kind, generous, neither arrogant nor impatient... Is this really Sickness City? Even a studio full of great scholars wouldn't be like this."