To put it bluntly, with the Jiang family's structure, even if you kill a pig and bury it today, it will get up and perform a graveyard dance for you tomorrow. It's so outrageous.
Zhang Ziyu's heart was filled with tears, and he thought to himself: "Something is wrong, something is so wrong. In this situation, the wax corpse has not been buried for generations, but it has not transformed into a corpse yet. This is the weirdest thing."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the old guy Jiang Bofang. Is there anything else he is hiding from me?
"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just that it's a little cold here."
Jiang Bofang was stunned and said: "My Jiang family's mansion is a little colder than other mansions. Sir, please don't blame me."
Jiang Bofang led Zhang Ziyu towards the Jiang family's mansion. The Jiang family was a large family and there were many servants who came out to greet their master.
No one from the master's family could be seen. Apparently only Jiang Bofang and his son were left. The son was an idiot, so naturally he would not come to the door to greet him.
Zhang Ziyu looked at the situation of the Jiang family's mansion. There were still so many servants, which meant that he was still quite popular and would not be reduced to the point where Jiang Bofang was left alone to guard the mansion.
Of course, this also shows that this time, there is a high chance that we will not meet the group of Taoist priests chasing Fei Zheng. There is a big time difference.
Arriving at the Jiang family's living room, Jiang Bofang had already ordered the housekeeper to arrange a place for Zhang Ziyu to live, and also asked another servant to call his son Jiang Xiong so that he could meet Zhang Ziyu.
Not long after, a tall, fat man was brought up. He looked to be in his thirties, but he didn't have the slightest sense of maturity, and he even had a look of infatuation.
"Dad, why did you ask me to come here? I still want to play with birds."
As soon as he opened his mouth, this Jiang Xiong was not completely stupid and didn't know anything. He was just a man in his thirties, but he seemed to have the IQ of a teenager.
"Xiong'er, say hello to Mr. Zhang."
In front of his son and servants, Jiang Bofang had a full attitude and a straight face. He was an orthodox and traditional patriarch.
Jiang Xiong trembled in fright and quickly bowed his hands to Zhang Ziyu, as if wishing him good fortune.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Ziyu nodded and said, "Young Master Xiong is welcome."
"Sit there."
Jiang Bofang pointed his hand and made Jiang Xiong sit on the chair to receive the guests, not daring to make any other movements.
Jiang Xiong was very obedient, but Zhang Ziyu also caught a glimpse of sadness flashing in the eyes of this tough warrior Jiang Bofang.
He was able to practice martial arts to this extent in the secular world, and he was still in such a big house of the Jiang family. It can be said that Jiang Bofang not only had a tough destiny, but was also born to be a hero.
In ancient times, being a general was more than enough.
However, the family fortune has gradually declined, and my son is also in the same state. It would be strange not to feel sad.
"Mr. Zhang, the child looks like this. Even though he is tall and big, he is often sick for several days at a time, good and bad, and there is no specific cause. Can you please take a look at him."
Zhang Ziyu nodded and said to Jiang Xiong: "Stretch out your hand."
Zhang Ziyu also knows how to treat patients, and he is quite good at it. With the addition of some methods of practitioners, the detection of true energy into the body is naturally even more powerful.
"Hey, Dad, your hands are warm."
While feeling his pulse, he used his true energy to explore the physical condition of the ginger bear. Although he had already expected it when he saw the situation in the Jiang family mansion, he still couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the condition inside the ginger bear's body.
"Mr. Zhang, how is the child's condition?"
"He has a weak constitution, with a pulse that is strong on the outside and dry on the outside. He relies on tonics with sufficient yang energy, but he is very weak in his bones. And the most important thing is that unlike you, he is successful in martial arts and has abundant qi and blood, which can resist the erosion of yin energy."
The body is really weak, as if it is riddled with holes.
But the fundamental reason is that this ginger bear's body, from his bones to his meridians, is condensed with Yin Qi and Corpse Qi. From the moment he was born, he was not considered a normal living person. How could he not be sick in such a situation?
The root cause is not the disease, but the yin and corpse energy entangled in the body.
Even if Zhang Ziyu uses purple gallbladder body-building pills or medicinal snake spiritual blood and spiritual flesh to condition his body, it won't be long before the yin energy and corpse energy in the Jiang family mansion will make him look like this again.
Jiang Bofang's face changed slightly: "Yin Qi?"
"Not only Yin Qi, but also corpse Qi. The two have been entangled in Mr. Jiang's body since he was a child, destroying his body, destroying his Yang Qi, suppressing his luck, and even affecting his spiritual intelligence."
Zhang Ziyu wanted to test Jiang Bofang's situation, so he said directly: "Mr. Jiang, do you really understand the situation in the Jiang family mansion?"
Jiang Bofang's face darkened, he stared at Zhang Ziyu, sighed deeply for a while, and said, "Did you see something, sir?"
"I can see that your big house is a bit sinister."
Jiang Bofang's voice was a little low. He glanced at Jiang Xiong and said, "Xiong'er, go down and tell all the servants not to come in."
For a while, Jiang Bofang and Zhang Ziyu were the only two people left in the empty and chilly living room.
"My Jiang family has been making wax for generations, and gradually became rich, and then it became slightly involved in other industries. It was not easy for our ancestors to start a business, and future generations remember the teachings of their ancestors. People in my Jiang family died without being buried. They sealed the corpses with wax and buried their ancestors.
The body is preserved and enshrined in the ancestral hall, and this has been done for hundreds of years from generation to generation."
Jiang Bofang didn't know what he was thinking, and slowly told the Jiang family this horrible custom.
He looked at Zhang Ziyu's face and asked seriously, word for word: "Sir, isn't it wrong to offer sacrifices to our ancestors in order to keep our ancestors by their side?"
"..."
Have you ever asked your ancestors and relatives if they want to be buried?
Zhang Ziyu was quite polite, but he didn't say this. Regardless of family tradition or customs, as an outsider, he couldn't comment on good or bad behavior.
He said: "Mr. Jiang, with all due respect, it is normal for yin and yang to be separated. Although there is a saying in Feng Shui that the ancestors are buried in treasured places to benefit future generations, these need to be handled professionally. The Jiang family uses wax to store corpses.
It's okay to have two corpses. Although there is corpse aura, the popularity, incense and other factors can still suppress it. However, after generations of accumulation, the Jiang family has long been filled with corpse aura, gloomy and uninhabitable.
"
"Your Jiang family has a great business, so it stands to reason that the population should not be so sparse, but in this house, the Yin Qi and Corpse Qi completely overwhelm the popularity, how can you survive?"
"this......."
Jiang Bofang's face was gloomy and uncertain. He was an old-fashioned person. In his opinion, preserving the body of his ancestors and worshiping them day and night was the filial piety of the Jiang family. But now that Zhang Ziyu actually said that there would be such consequences, he was naturally conflicted.
To believe or not to believe is not a simple question in his mind.
"You have grown up in this house since childhood and are accomplished in martial arts. In fact, you should have sensed that something is wrong."
Jiang Bofang remained silent for a while: "I practice martial arts at Jiang's house, and I do feel a bit more depressed."
He turned to look at Zhang Ziyu and asked: "Sir, can this child's disease be cured?"
"It can be solved, but it will shorten your life. Some of the damage cannot be fully compensated. It is impossible to live a long life."
Jiang Bofang breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Sir, dare I ask for the solution."
"First deal with the body of your ancestor of the Jiang family, then dissipate the Yin Qi and Corpse Qi that filled the house, and finally remove the Yin Qi and Corpse Qi from his body to warm and nourish the body."
Jiang Bofang's face turned ugly again. He really didn't want to touch the remains of his ancestors, and he didn't want to be accused of being unfilial.