Chapter 50: My Long Hair, She Lives (1)
Huang Qi was filled with indignation. He had risked his life to obtain the Tongming Comb from the HongHua Sect. He had used it less than twice, and now he was about to be deprived of his right to be a man by a random ghost that had appeared out of nowhere.
“No, the Tongming Comb! How could I have forgotten the function of this treasure!”
Huang Qi, groggy, suddenly remembered this magic treasure. The reason he was hallucinating was that his soul was not strong enough to defend against the mental attacks of vengeful spirits and evil ghosts. The Tongming Comb could enhance Spiritual Sense. If he combed his hair a few more times, he might be able to escape.
Huang Qi was not sure if this method would work, but he had no other choice but to try. He reached into his怀 (huái), pulled out the Tongming Comb, and then struggled to comb his hair.
“One… two… three…”
As a cool sensation entered his scalp, Huang Qi’s consciousness gradually recovered.
At the same time, he found that the illusion before his eyes began to crack, as if a dried-up lake bed was suddenly scorched by the scorching sun and gradually cracked.
“As expected, it works!”
Huang Qi was overjoyed and combed his hair again and again tirelessly.
As time passed, Huang Qi’s hands became sore from combing, and his Spiritual Sense continued to strengthen.
…
The Prefecture Capital in the morning.
Cheng Hong Ling knocked on the door of her own house. She was originally here to hunt down the imposter, but since she was at her doorstep, she decided to go in and see her father. She hadn’t been home for more than a month.
“Miss, you’re back.”
The servant, Fugui, opened the door and greeted her respectfully.
“Where is my father?”
Cheng Hong Ling said condescendingly, her pretty face as cold as jade carving.
“Master is in the study.”
Fugui replied, trembling. For some reason, when he saw Miss again, he felt much more pressure than yesterday.
Cheng Hong Ling ignored the servant and went straight to the study with determination.
“Do I not need to lead you this time?”
Fugui touched his head in confusion.
Cheng Hong Ling walked to the study, gently knocked on the door, and said, “Dad! I’m back.”
A moment later, Cheng Yuan opened the door and walked out. He was very surprised to see his daughter. “What? Is the matter taken care of?”
“Are you talking about the Changhe Sect? I’m not going.”
Cheng Hong Ling replied subconsciously.
“Changhe Sect?”
Cheng Yuan’s face showed confusion. He really didn’t know why his daughter mentioned this matter. He directly asked, “Didn’t you say yesterday evening that you had something to do? Did you finish it so quickly?”
“What? Yesterday evening? I came back yesterday evening?”
Cheng Hong Ling asked in disbelief, her cool fairy demeanor almost collapsing.
“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
Cheng Yuan was also made a bit nervous by his daughter.
“I didn’t come back at all yesterday. I just got home now.”
Cheng Hong Ling explained numbly. She probably understood what was going on. Wasn’t it the same situation as the HongHua Sect? That imposter was one step ahead of her.
“How is that possible? Fugui saw you come back. If you don’t believe me, you can ask him.”
Cheng Yuan explained excitedly.
“No need to ask. That’s an imposter. ‘She’ just stole something from the HongHua Sect, and we are now hunting ‘her’ everywhere.”
Cheng Hong Ling said directly.
“Imposter? How is that possible? ‘She’ looks exactly like you, and her voice is the same. What’s more, she also has the scent of the Golden Life Flower on her.”
Cheng Yuan’s eyes widened in shock, completely disbelieving.
“You said she also has the scent of the Golden Life Flower on her?”
Cheng Hong Ling was finally moved. Although she had met that imposter, she herself had a strong scent of the Golden Life Flower. It was reasonable that she couldn’t tell who was emitting it in a short time.
“Yes, and it’s very strong, not much weaker than yours.”
Cheng Yuan described in detail, and then his eyes suddenly lit up. “Do you think she might know the clue to the Golden Life Flower?”
“Impossible. If she had that ability, she wouldn’t have risked her life to steal a Tongming Comb from the HongHua Sect. It must be emanating from my dress. This woman stole my clothes.”
Cheng Hong Ling deduced after a moment of thought.
“So that’s how it is.”
Cheng Yuan suddenly understood and suddenly remembered something. He said, “No wonder! No wonder!”
“No wonder what?”
Cheng Hong Ling asked subconsciously.
“She was wearing very large shoes at the time, almost the same size as mine. I found it very strange, so I asked her what was going on. She said her feet were injured from practicing a cultivation technique, so she could only wear slightly bigger shoes. I was actually bewitched and believed her.”
Cheng Yuan was full of regret and wished he could slap himself.
“How could a woman’s feet be almost as big as yours?”
Cheng Hong Ling asked in surprise.
“I don’t know. Anyway, the shoes were that big. Maybe it was inherited from her parents.”
Cheng Yuan shrugged.
Cheng Hong Ling curled her lips disdainfully and then asked, “What did she come here for? Did you lose anything?”
“She asked me to go to the Prefecture Capital with her and had Young Master Dong forge a Tooth Token for her.”
Cheng Yuan said truthfully.
“Forged a Tooth Token? What exactly does she want to do?”
Cheng HongLing frowned. She felt that things were getting more and more bizarre.
“I don’t know. She didn’t tell me.”
Cheng Yuan shook his head.
“If that woman impersonated me and forged a Tooth Token, this clearly violates the dynasty’s law. Can we ask the Prefect to help us apprehend her?”
Cheng Hong Ling suddenly thought of a way.
Cheng Yuan pondered for a moment, then shook his head. “No!”
“Why?”
Cheng Hong Ling asked persistently, not understanding.
“Because Young Master Dong helped forge that Tooth Token, so the Prefect will definitely not want the matter to be exposed, otherwise his official hat would be gone. Considering his own interests, do you think he will help us? I can guarantee that he will definitely pretend that nothing happened.”
Cheng Yuan analyzed shrewdly.
“What you said makes sense.”
Cheng Hong Ling deeply agreed, but then added, “It doesn’t matter. As long as she is still in Huang Tian Prefecture, the HongHua Sect alone can find her.”
“Let’s hope so. Otherwise, if she continues to go unpunished, she will eventually cause trouble, and then your reputation will be tarnished.”
Cheng Yuan reminded him with some unease.
“Don’t worry, Dad! I’ve seen her. She looks very weak and can’t escape my grasp.”
Cheng Hong Ling clenched her delicate fists with great confidence.
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On the other side, Huang Qi had combed his hair thousands of times. The cracks in the illusion grew larger and larger, and the light from the outside began to shine in. It seemed to be daytime.
“What would happen if my Spiritual Sense could continue to strengthen endlessly?”
Huang Qi had a sudden thought. In his understanding, cultivators generally started from Qi Refining. He had never heard of anyone who only practiced Spiritual Sense, as cultivation techniques specifically for enhancing Spiritual Sense were extremely rare, like legendary Immortals. They all said they existed, but he had never seen one.
Of course, Huang Qi was just fantasizing. The effect of the Tongming Comb was limited. After combing so many times, he clearly felt the cooling sensation weakening. According to this trend, it would eventually become ineffective for him, so it was impossible to continuously strengthen a person’s Spiritual Sense.
“This is crazy. To deal with this female ghost, I wasted so many opportunities. If my cultivation speed in the future cannot keep up with my consumption, then I will have nowhere to go but to be a woman.”
Huang Qi cursed inwardly, but he had no choice. He couldn’t just sit and wait to die.
After an unknown amount of time, the illusion shattered with a crackle!
“Ah!”
The faint scream of a woman could be heard, and the real world outside was finally exposed to Huang Qi’s eyes.
Huang Qi observed his surroundings and found himself in a cave. Although there was no sunlight, it was daytime. Coupled with his keen senses, he could see his surroundings clearly.
Huang Qi cautiously scanned the surroundings, but found nothing unusual after a long time. He didn’t know if the vengeful soul had escaped or died.
Only then did Huang Qi have the time to observe the environment in the cave. The cave was less than a zhang high, but the space at the end was very spacious, like a secret chamber.
From a distance, Huang Qi spotted a purple object at the bottom of the cave, which looked like a fruit.
Out of curiosity, Huang Qi approached and found that it was indeed a fruit. Its skin was purple like an eggplant, but its shape was round. Because of a small opening, black juice flowed out, which was sticky like kerosene but had no strange smell.
“Did this grow in the cave by itself? Or did it fall from above?”
Huang Qi analyzed subconsciously, but he leaned towards the second guess. After all, the cave was barren. Not only was there no sun, but even if there was sun, it couldn’t shine in. Moreover, there was no soil on the ground, so how could it bear fruit?
Huang Qi moved closer and found no vines on the ground, nor any passage above his head from which something could fall.
“This is really strange!”
Huang Qi became interested and leaned closer to examine it carefully. Soon, he discovered that the juice flowing from the fruit had a faint but special fragrance.
“Why does this scent seem a bit familiar? Where have I smelled it before?”
Huang Qi showed a look of doubt on his face, then racked his brains to think. After a long time, he extended his small hand and sniffed it.
“Not bad, it’s this scent, but it’s not the Golden Life Flower. Where did I get it?”
Huang Qi muttered to himself. After a long time, his eyes lit up, and he immediately took out the Tongming Comb from his怀, brought it to his nose, and found that it really emanated from it.
“What is going on? Why does this comb have the scent of this fruit?”
Huang Qi was completely baffled, so he scanned back and forth between the two items.
After pondering for a long time, Huang Qi had a sudden thought. He held the Tongming Comb and reached towards the black oil-like juice. His breathing also began to quicken.
