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Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 287 - 124: Xiao Ping’an’s Talent, Divine Wood Hall’s Vice Hall Master’s Secret Arrival
Ghost Street, deep inside,
in a brightly lit general store beside a narrow winding path.
A family of three sat by the window, in front of a tea table.
Not far away, a "white-clad shop assistant" named Feng’Er stood motionless behind the counter, her hair covering her face.
The atmosphere was eerie, yet warm.
Lady Yan glanced at her husband, listening to his shameless words, and couldn’t help but roll her beautiful eyes, saying teasingly, "Wishful thinking."
Li Yuan, who was calm, domineering, and cautious in public, became somewhat playful and unrelenting in front of his wife, "Why not?"
Lady Yan propped her chin, crossed her legs, and looked at him, saying, "A single drawing can represent me in triggering rules... I’m not that capable yet."
"Oh? So it means you can still become stronger." Li Yuan grasped the key point.
Lady Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe, but it should be a level I haven’t reached yet."
Li Yuan asked, "What about the Miracle Beast Garden?"
Lady Yan thought for a while and shook her head, "They shouldn’t be able to do that either. Otherwise, their images would be pasted everywhere, after all, such a drawing-in customer method, even without consciousness, they would do it."
Only then did Li Yuan give up. He had watched some horror movies in his previous life, and most of the ghosts in the movies needed "a specific physical medium" to take effect, such as a cursed videotape or polluted river water... Such power, where "any image is equivalent to the body," cannot be considered an evil ghost anymore; it has at least surpassed the category of evil ghosts.
If his wife really had this ability, wouldn’t it mean that other evil ghosts of the same level would have similar abilities, and in that case, this other world might have long been destroyed.
But at the same time, he grew curious about this Miracle Beast Garden, and asked, "Sister Yan, with the money you gave me, is it enough for me to stroll around the garden?"
Lady Yan said, "Better not to go there, it’s a place I don’t quite understand."
After a slight pause, Lady Yan added, "The Great Zhou Nine Paths should correspond to the nine Ghost Streets, and our Fujiang Path corresponds to this Miracle Beast Garden."
Li Yuan said, "Then the Thousand-Mile in a Line should correspond to the ’Miracle Beast Garden’ on another Ghost Street."
Scenes flashed in his mind of the small, thin man pulling him as a Flying Bird with an "Invisible Line."
Instinctively, he felt that the "Sticky Thread" and "Thousand-Mile in a Line" should be one and the same.
Lady Yan said, "Yes, I saw this line on that skeleton and bought it for you for 10 cents.
This line holds the power of at least two terrifying evil ghosts or more...
But..."
She smiled, resting her chin on her hand, "In some time, our little shop can also release products made by Feng’Er with the vendors, once we have them, I’ll first give my husband two to try.
So even if my husband can’t make my image into a breastplate and stick it on the door, don’t be discouraged."
...
...
Seven days later.
Li Yuan’s body slowly recovered.
He also began to actively adjust himself, allowing himself to adapt to this brand new life and family.
Anyway, the family is all gathered together, staying together daily, every year peacefully, so... does the form really matter?
Moreover, looking at it optimistically, although Lady Yan is no longer human, she has solved the issue of lifespan, at least she won’t pass away after a hundred years like the shopkeeper’s wife. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
However, her solution is still different from his.
His immortality came without conditions, without limits.
While Lady Yan’s was walking on a tightrope.
Her existence is a balance, it is Feng’Er’s rule, and it relies on the Yin Qi of the Ghost Realm.
Her existence is also a kind of bond, this bond mainly requires him, Xiaozhao to maintain, otherwise, over time, Lady Yan might lose her humanity and become a new, special evil ghost.
Fortunately, he is immortal, so this hidden danger can also be resolved, not requiring special effort to strive for it.
...
In mid-November.
Once again the rice fields failed, becoming increasingly barren.
But due to the Ningyu Commerce Association, quite a bit of moderately priced millet and bran was shipped back from outside.
Additionally, because more fields were opened, the whole of Shanbao County’s situation actually improved somewhat.
Originally, congee stalls were only set outside the gate of Silver Creek Square, but now all Twelve Districts of Shanbao County have congee stalls...
These congee stalls only help those with absolutely no food.
Yan Mu was at the congee stall, ladling out congee, and sometimes, seeing the never-ending line of people, his eyes often showed immense sadness and discomfort.
But then, what is he?
As a Sixth Grade official, he might be above others in Shanbao County, but in a prefecture, a path, or a country, he is nothing.
What can he change?
He can’t change anything.
His compassion-ridden discomfort is just a pathetic joke.
So, Yan Mu suppressed this inner flame, he decided to help the people in front of him, so... he would diligently fill every refugee’s bowl seeking relief congee, and offer the greatest respect to each destitute and numb refugee.
He wouldn’t take a condescending attitude toward these people, but would rather speak in a normal tone, and when he saw refugees with children and elders, he would quietly place some bedding and clothes in their houses, without letting those people know.
With his skills, accomplishing this was truly too easy.
Doing good deeds continuously, he inexplicably felt fulfilled.
He even had an impulse to spend all his wealth to buy a large amount of blankets and clothes to secretly deliver to those poor, and buy large quantities of grains to sell to these poor people at far below market price.







