The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 878 - Back Mountain

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Chapter 878: Chapter 878 Back Mountain

Chapter 878: Chapter 878 Back Mountain

The so-called “urban village” is literally a “village within a city,” and almost every city has one, like Huang Xiaolong’s main wife, Song Yuru, whose hometown is also in the urban village of Binhai City.

The urban village in Liu City is also quite vibrant, with thousands of households brightly lit, vehicles shuttling back and forth, and even a hint of the debauchery of neon lights and nightlife.

“No way? How do we even start searching?” Xiaohong suddenly felt overwhelmed. “Could it be that the answering spirit didn’t tell the truth?”

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was sensing something. After a dozen or so seconds, he murmured, “That yellow-skin isn’t in the urban village.”

“Master, what about the Taoist?” Xiaohong asked, peering around. “What about the Taoist with strong mana that the answering spirit mentioned?”

“Forget it, let’s go in first and then talk about it. In this vast sea of people, if you want me to find that Taoist directly, I’d at least have to stroll around the urban village first, right?” Huang Xiaolong laughed, taking his time as he stepped into the urban village. The two little demons hurriedly scurried after him.

Huang Xiaolong strolled through the streets of the urban village, carefully sensing for any demonic energy or the presence of a Taoist.

Before long, Huang Xiaolong’s brows furrowed.

“Master, what’s wrong?” Qingqing quickly asked.

“This place is a bit too clean,” Huang Xiaolong pondered.

“Too clean?” Qingqing and Xiaohong were somewhat bewildered and puzzled.

“Yes, too clean,” Huang Xiaolong said with a mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth. “So clean that not even a solitary ghost can be found.”

After a pause, Huang Xiaolong took a deep breath. “Such clean air. A huge urban village with thousands of households and not a single ghost, what does that tell you?”

Xiaohong and Qingqing both shook their heads, completely confused.

“I tell you, the intelligence of you demons isn’t all that great. This means that the Taoist is in the urban village. Maybe he has more than one hideout, but at the very least, the urban village is one of his lairs!” Huang Xiaolong smiled. “The ghosts and spirits of the urban village, have either been totally wiped out by him, or have been captured by him to craft some Magic Artifact…”

Ghosts have their Ghost Path, and humans have their own ways. Truth be told, humans and ghosts live together; it’s just that humans can’t see the other world. A place without even a trace of ghostly energy can only mean that there’s someone with strong mana here, who has dealt with all the ghosts.

“Eh~~ Master, what you said makes so much sense,” Xiaohong gave Huang Xiaolong a subtle round of flattery.

However, Qingqing said, “Master, how do we go about finding that Taoist then?”

“Originally, I had planned to summon ghosts in the urban village and let the spirits tell me the whereabouts of the Taoist, but now there’s no other way,” Huang Xiaolong frowned slightly. “But he can’t run away. Let me think.”

Just then—

There was a hubbub of footsteps not too far away, and a woman was crying loudly.

Huang Xiaolong looked toward the sound and saw a middle-aged man, carrying a child on his back, rushing down the road with determined strides. A middle-aged woman was running alongside him, crying, and looking around to flag down a car.

But just then there were no taxis passing by, and private cars whizzed past without giving them a second glance.

Huang Xiaolong’s gaze flickered, and he approached them.

“Is the child sick?” Huang Xiaolong stopped the middle-aged man. He saw that the child on his back, about thirteen or fourteen years old, was listless and hazy as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and there was a wisp of black qi swirling around his forehead!

This was a symptom of being tainted with ghostly energy!

‘There are supposed to be no ghosts left in this urban village, where did this child pick up such ghostly energy?’ A chill ran through Huang Xiaolong’s mind.

The couple were simple and honest folk, and when Huang Xiaolong stopped them, they didn’t get angry. The middle-aged man said with a worried frown, “I don’t know what happened to my child. He started having stomach pain yesterday afternoon. At first, we didn’t pay much attention, but today he didn’t get better; it just got worse and worse. Look, his face has become all black, and he doesn’t have any energy as if he’s passed out. I have to rush him to the hospital. Ai~~ We had our only precious son late in life… If something truly happens to him, we won’t want to live either!”

Qingqing and Xiaohong also ran over.

“There’s no need to go through the trouble of hospital. Come, let me treat the child,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

The couple eyed Huang Xiaolong with suspicion and uncertainty.

“Don’t worry, I can cure your child,” Huang Xiaolong said, his voice containing an inexplicable power of persuasion. The couple were momentarily entranced, and promptly, the middle-aged man set the child down.

The middle-aged man squatted down, allowing the child to sit on his legs.

“Then… then please have a look,” the middle-aged woman said tearfully.

Huang Xiaolong smiled faintly, his hands moving as if he were playing a lute, pressing on the child’s body in a circle until finally, his right thumb lightly pressed on the child’s heart.

The child arched his back violently, coughed violently a few times, and suddenly vomited out clumps of black, viscous fluid, which was as sticky as glue and emitted an indescribable stench.

Huang Xiaolong patted the child’s back a few more times, and black fluid spurted from the child’s eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. However, the black aura at his brow gradually faded.

It wasn’t long before the child finished vomiting the black water, and his dark face slowly became rosy. He slowly regained consciousness, opened his eyes, looked around, and called out, “Dad, Mom, where am I?”

“It’s okay! Son, you’re fine! Hahaha~~~” The couple’s hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally returned to their rightful place.

The family of three was incredibly grateful to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong asked with a smile, “Little friend, where did you go yesterday? How come your stomach suddenly started to hurt?”

“Oh… Big brother, I played in the back mountain yesterday. I set a trap with a rope and winnowing basket and caught a mountain chicken, which I roasted and ate. After I ate it and went home, my stomach started to hurt,” the child said, blinking his eyes.

“You little rascal! I told you not to go to the back mountain! You just wouldn’t believe me! And you dared to eat recklessly! You wait, I’ll teach you a lesson when we get home!” the middle-aged woman scolded with a stern face.

“The back mountain?” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes lit up without showing his excitement. “What’s the problem with the back mountain behind this urban village?”

A trace of dread crossed the middle-aged man’s eyes, showing fear. “That… young man, let me tell you, these past few years, the back mountain of our urban village is haunted! Really haunted! People have seen it with their own eyes, very strange happenings!”

“Haunted?” Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. “By the way, are there any Taoists living in the urban village?”

“Taoists? I’m not sure about that,” the middle-aged man shook his head.

“Well then, take the child home. Prepare some calamus to boil in water for his baths over the next few days, and he won’t suffer any sequelae from his illness,” Huang Xiaolong patted the child’s head.

The family of three left, full of gratitude.

“Master, the back mountain?” Qingqing’s eyes also shone slightly.

“Hmm, the boy captured a mountain chicken in the back mountain to roast and eat, which was tainted by an evil spirit, so he became possessed. The back mountain of this urban village is not simple; let’s go,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile, leading both Xiaohong and Qingqing towards the direction of the back mountain.

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“Master, we’re definitely going to catch that despicable Taoist this time!” Xiaohong said, eager to try. “Once we catch the Taoist, we can find out where the ‘Huang Pizi’ is!”

Soon, one human and two demons arrived at the entrance of a valley in the back mountain.

Looking down into the valley, it was filled with dark, rising mists, black as ink. The wind that blew out seemed to carry countless tiny insects that settled on the skin of Huang Xiaolong, Qingqing, and Xiaohong, causing a ticklish, sticky sensation.

At first glance, the valley was terribly quiet, but listening closely, it sounded as if something was crying or howling, sending chills down the spine.

“Haha~~ This back mountain is really no ordinary place.” A flame of excitement flashed in the depths of Huang Xiaolong’s eyes. “Interesting, let’s go in.”

Qingqing and Xiaohong looked at each other.

In the valley, the presence of something made both of the demons feel wary!

“What? Are you scared?” Huang Xiaolong teased.

“Pfft~~~ Master, what are you talking about? We’re demons, what do we have to be afraid of? It’s just a Taoist and some ghosts. What’s to fear? If it comes to it, we’ll just show our true forms and swallow them in one bite!” Xiaohong bared her teeth.

“Hahaha~~~ Let’s go,” Huang Xiaolong said as he stepped into the valley first.

Xiaohong and Qingqing followed close behind.