Nüwa's Growth Diary 062: The Whole Soul

  The dishes and wine were served quickly, and a few people ate and drank together, soon the atmosphere became harmonious.

  There are too many outsiders, it's inconvenient to talk, so the city guard simply sends away his younger brothers, and even the waiters are driven far away. Anyway, he doesn't worry that Feng Xiaoxiao and a few people will do something to him. First, everyone is the same kind of person, secondly, this is still his own territory... whether in the positive sense or the negative sense.

  After downing a few cups of wine, Cheng Huangzi wiped his mouth and opened up: "I thought I was the only one in this world who understood myself and Xiao Hei, but today I actually met all of you... no need to say more, from now on we're just like our own brothers, let's have another round!" With a clinking sound, they downed another cup.

  Ao Qian looked at Cheng Huan with some embarrassment, holding up the fruit juice cup in his hand: "I'm really sorry, I don't have a habit of drinking." It was because he wasn't feeling well to begin with, and later added professional reasons, until it became second nature. Ao Qian truly had no interest in alcoholic beverages.

  Yang Yan also held a fruit juice and calmly said: "I'm driving." This is a perfectly valid reason.

  Feng Xiaoxiao felt deeply humiliated by the two of them and angrily shouted, "You're useless!" Then he filled three large cups to the brim, raised his glass in a grand gesture: "Brothers! Let's not say another word, let's drink!" After finishing speaking, he tilted his head back, and with one swift motion, downed all three cups of wine.

  "Good!"

  The ghosts at the door cheered and applauded enthusiastically.

  Cheng Huang: "......"

  Just as the crowd of ghosts was cheering, the modern-dressed woman who Yang Mo had seen on the carriage before appeared again. This time she wasn't a ghostly shadow, but a real entity: "What are you doing!" The woman scanned the group of ghosts with an expressionless face, then frowned at Cheng Huang in dissatisfaction.

  Cheng Huang was delighted to see the woman, stood up and beckoned: "Xiao Hei come over quickly!" He seemed a bit anxious, even took the initiative to run a few steps forward, pulling the woman in, then held her small hand and introduced her to the others: "Let me introduce you, this is my wife, Hei Wuchang."

  When the city god shouted that he was black and unpredictable, the woman's conditioned reflex tensed up and she turned her head. After a few seconds, seeing that Feng Xiao and the others didn't have any surprised or strange expressions, the woman finally realized: "......Can they also see it? Are they their own kind?!"

  "Yes." The city god nodded excitedly and said, "Is your wife surprised? Is she happy?! We finally met a fellow traveler!"

  Yang Yan smiled subtly and looked at the woman with profound meaning.

  The woman stiffened for a moment, then quickly remembered her previous behavior in front of the car window... She coughed violently to cover it up, and her small face instantly turned bright red. Irritated and embarrassed, she glared at Cheng Huan, obviously taking out her anger on him: "Since there's someone with similar interests, why didn't you introduce me earlier?" And made her lose such a big face.

  Cheng Huang's face was bewildered: "Didn't I just get to know you and immediately sent someone to call you?!"

  The woman gritted her teeth.

  "Hey, hey, is this Hei Wuchang?! I hadn't heard that he was a woman before."

  Calm down, woman. It's just like the City God and the Black and White Wandering Spirits. They're actually just officials in the underworld. Otherwise, with tens of thousands of people dying every day in China, how could just two people handle it? Each City God has a Black and White Wandering Spirit under their jurisdiction, just like each county government used to have a police chief... As long as they have some good karma, that's all that matters. And I've never heard that the Wandering Spirits have to be men...

  Cheng Huang burst out laughing: "This topic is not up for discussion, anyway we're already like this now. If I follow your logic, sister, wouldn't I also need a Cheng Huang wife?!"

  Feng Xiaoxiao also sneered: "If Hei Wuchang became the city god, then this would be an unspoken rule."

  The city god was suddenly choked, and the woman on the side pretended to be dead calmly.

  Yang Yan impatiently interrupted these people's nonsense: "Alright, what's the point of saying so much useless stuff?" He was more concerned about the reason for this city guard's awakening.

  Cheng Huan coughed a few times before finally recovering, nodding: "That's right, let's say something useful... Actually, this time I invited everyone to dinner. Apart from recognizing faces, I also have some things to ask of you all."

  A gentle breeze and a few curious people.

  The woman also looked suspicious, and then suddenly realized something: "You're talking about that living soul?!"

  What is referred to as the "living soul". It actually refers to the soul of a person who has left their body while still alive. After a person dies, their soul leaves and becomes a ghost, and their physical body loses its vital energy. However, when a person is still alive, their soul should remain in their body, but due to some unexpected event or accident, it leaves, and the physical body is neither dead nor alive, with no perception or consciousness, like being in a coma. The soul that has left the body is then called the "living soul".

  The power of this Cheng Huang is even more embarrassing... On his own turf, he's the big boss, but once he leaves his jurisdiction, this Cheng Huang and Hei Wuchang are no different from ordinary people.

  Facing the curious gaze of Feng Xiaoxiao and a few others, Cheng Huang let out a sigh and pulled out a low-quality jade pendant from his pocket. It looked like something you'd find on a street stall for three bucks, made of plastic. He handed the pendant to Feng Xiaoxiao and the others, looking somewhat embarrassed. "This soul appeared at my mahjong parlor a few days ago. At first, I didn't pay much attention, thinking it was just an ordinary ghost. But after a few days passed, I realized something was off. After asking around, it seemed that when this soul appeared, there was a woman who fainted on the street... I reckon it's probably her soul that escaped." However, his abilities only worked within this street, and now that so many days had passed, he estimated that there was no longer any possibility of saving her. Unless the woman's family brought her back to this street, but who would bring a comatose "patient" to a street with only private clinics for sightseeing?

  The woman nodded: "This matter is beyond our control, and it's already been decided that way. However, your abilities probably aren't limited to a specific region like ours... Ah, right, what kind of gods are you?!"

  It's a bit late to ask this now, isn't it?

  Feng Xiaoxiao and Yang Yan exchanged a gloomy glance, then turned their heads: "I happen to have this ability... Ah, these two are Erlang Shen and Longwang, I am Nüwa."

  ……

  In fact, if we really talk about the entrustment of the city god to retrieve the soul, the process of retrieving the soul is secondary, and the key lies in how to find the physical body of the woman who lost her life.

  In a city of this size, with a population of hundreds of thousands or even millions, the sea of people is vast and endless. To find a woman who fainted on some street a few days ago...this is simply an impossible task.

  Feng Xiaoxiao thought for half a day and could only think of three ways to start. First, go to the street in Chengguan where the incident occurred and ask if there were any ghosts or monsters who happened to be at the scene when it happened, collecting clues. Second, rummage through old newspapers from that day and the next, hoping to find some news about the woman in a corner somewhere. Third, contact Li Chang and see if this half-baked immortal had any unscientific methods...

  After collecting clues in their own street, Feng Xiaoxiao and a few others returned to the store with the jade pendant. They then gave Li Chang a call, but for some reason, possibly due to the other party being in a no-signal area or phone issues, they couldn't get through.

  The next day, Feng Xiao got up early and went online to search for old news records of various newspapers in the city. He also hung up the penguin. As soon as he opened the search engine, a "beep" notification sound came from the speaker. When he opened it, it was Tai Shang Lao Jun.

  "Honey, the Forget Worries Powder is all sold out, but we do have the Brain Washing Dan. However, you're asking for it to cure congenital heart disease? That's a bit too much! With such scarce heavenly materials and earthly treasures, this improved formula can only detoxify and nourish your skin at best. It's already impressive that it has some weight loss effects."

  "Detox and weight loss? Is that a laxative or a brain wash?"

  "We also need to keep up with the times, after all, it's all about eliminating impurities, how much to eliminate, from where to eliminate, it's all elimination anyway..."

  Feng Xiaoxiao took a glance at the situation and suddenly understood, seemingly having been caught off guard by her own words. She was somewhat speechless before responding: "Can't even refine a genuine Soul Cleansing Pill?"

  "No materials available, dear ~ otherwise you can buy some new formula and try it out? After all, it's the boss himself who made it."

  "……" Forget it, she's afraid that Wang Xiaomei will have a heart attack before she even gets to the hospital... The wind is small and speechless. It seems that agreeing to help Red Hair find medicine for his sister earlier needs to be put on hold. Taishang Laojun isn't powerful enough, and who knows if he'll be able to come up with a divine being who can bring their own portable space to plant divine trees and herbs?!

  While chatting and searching the web, after a while, another room door suddenly opened, and Yang Zhu with a gloomy face came out of the door.

  Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, this person usually doesn't get up before 10 o'clock, why is the sun coming out from the west today?! Looking at the clock on the wall, hmm, it's only 8 o'clock.

  After some thought, although the other person's face wasn't very good, to satisfy her own curiosity, Feng Xiaoxiao still bravely hugged her laptop and walked over: "Second Brother, what's wrong with you?"

  Yang Yan glanced at him with a slight disdain and curled his lip: "Little Red is being disobedient, the old man called me to go back today."

  "What's going on here?!" Digging to the bottom of things.

  "What else can be restless." Yang Mo glared: "I don't know what wind that kid has caught, or if he thinks I should be dead. In the past few days, suddenly changed his style, and didn't continue to pretend, directly asked Lao Tou for money, and asked for tens of millions..."

  According to Hong Mao and Lao Hu's understanding, at most it will take only a few days to deal with Yang Yan, can't they even tolerate this?!

  Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked.