Chapter 1069 Something really happened? (Happy New Year!)
Seeing Uncle Jiu's caution, Feng Yi asked: "Master, what happened?"
"That's right."
Uncle Jiu paused, as if he was trying to organize his words, and then said: "As you know, I used to be a government official, and I have been responsible for the printing of underworld banknotes."
Feng Yiqi said: "Yes, did something unexpected happen, Master?"
Uncle Jiu nodded and said: "That's true. It's strange to say that in a certain month of the year before the war broke out, I printed the underworld banknotes as usual. But the strange thing is that I tried to contact the underworld ghost messenger, but I didn't get the answer.
their response.
I thought it was a little strange at the time, because such a thing had never happened before. You know, what kind of virtues are these ghosts? Each one is greedier than the other, and it is impossible not to take money without taking it.
I continued to try to contact them over the next few days, but still received no response.
Later, when the war broke out, I was seriously injured and could no longer print ghost money. But after so many years, the ghost agents never took the initiative to find me..."
Feng Yi felt his heart pounding when he heard this, and couldn't help but think of Yan Kai, whom he had been unable to contact. During this period, he also tried to contact the other party several times, but the result was similar to what Uncle Jiu said, and he never got a response.
It's like the unlucky ghost who has been following him has never been reincarnated.
If these things are connected in series, could something happen in the underworld?
After telling Uncle Jiu what he knew, Uncle Jiu frowned and murmured: "I had the same guess before, but I always felt that such a situation would not happen. But these things happened at the same time, maybe things are worse than we imagined.
It’s even more complicated.”
Feng Yi nodded in agreement. The disappearance of the four corrupt gangsters was not a big problem. Maybe they were removed from their posts because the matter was exposed, but after they disappeared, there had to be new gangsters to take their place.
Uncle Jiu was an official appointed by the underworld, responsible for the printing of Mingchao. He had always been diligent in his work and never slacked off.
Even if the underworld wants to change its official position, it must be done first, and at worst, it must be notified.
In addition, Yan Kai is promoted every time we meet, and his promotion speed is like a rocket. After so many years, I guess his official position will be higher, why can't I contact him?
Could it be that this person has such a narrow vision and now that he is in a high position, he no longer looks down on Feng Yi, an old friend in the world?
According to Feng Yi's understanding of the other party, it shouldn't be.
The two discussed it for a while but couldn't figure out the reason. The main reason was that they knew nothing about the operation of the underworld. If something like this happened, they would definitely not be able to find the answer if they couldn't go and see it in person.
But how can the underworld be a place where you can go if you want to?
"This matter has little to do with us. We just have to do our own thing well. You must not try to find out."
Uncle Jiu looked at Feng Yi and said seriously: "There is a certain destiny. If something goes wrong, someone will be responsible for it. Do you understand?"
Feng Yi knew that Uncle Jiu was worried that he would get into another accident if he acted rashly. Although he was worried about Yan Kai's situation, Yan Kai must have a few tricks up his sleeve to be able to thrive in the underworld.
If he really needs his help, Feng Yi will naturally not turn a deaf ear, but now, he should listen to Uncle Jiu.
"Don't worry, Master, I am not a reckless and troublesome person, and I will not do stupid things."
Feng Yi said respectfully.
"Well, this is best. Don't forget, you are the headmaster of Maoshan now, and you have a heavy burden on your shoulders. You can't act recklessly."
Uncle Jiu was very satisfied with Feng Yi's answer.
"Master, don't talk about the underworld anymore."
Feng Yi took the initiative to change the subject and said: "You are seriously injured and everything is inconvenient. Now that the disciple has returned, you are also preparing to return to Maoshan. It's time to recover from your injuries."
Uncle Jiu's eyebrows were a little gloomy, and he sighed and said: "Actually, the injury was not that serious back then, but it took too long. Now my master's spinal cord is damaged and his blood vessels are blocked. Ordinary hospitals cannot treat him at all."
Feng Yi was relieved to hear what Uncle Jiu said. He was really afraid that Uncle Jiu would be stubborn and refuse treatment.
"Master, my disciple is now stronger than before. Maybe there is a way to help you cure it."
Feng Yi said.
Uncle Jiu said: "Master, I know your good intentions, but I know my body well..."
Feng Yi didn't wait for Uncle Jiu to finish speaking, and took the initiative to put his fingers on Uncle Jiu's wrist, and a trace of colorful breath penetrated into Uncle Jiu's body along his fingertips.
After a brief inspection, Feng Yi's expression was a little solemn. What Uncle Jiu said was true. The injury that had lasted for more than 20 years was indeed extremely serious. At this time, the blood in Uncle Jiu's body was not only blocked, but also
Most of it was broken, and the injuries to the spinal cord continued to spread. Now most of the bones in his body are covered with cracks, and in severe cases, they have become necrotic. No matter how powerful the doctor is, they may not be able to save him.
However, the aura in Feng Yi's body is not what it used to be. The original aura of the zombies and the aura of heaven and earth are condensed together, making it better than before.
After checking Uncle Jiu's body, Feng Yi said: "Master, your current physical condition is worse than you imagined, but I am still somewhat sure.
It’s just that this matter cannot be accomplished overnight, it needs to be done slowly.”
Uncle Jiu showed a rare smile and said: "Master understands that Master has been paralyzed for more than 20 years and has given up any hope for this.
Since you said you are somewhat sure, then my teacher is naturally willing to cooperate.
Of course, you don’t need to bear any burden on this matter. It’s a blessing if it can be cured, but it doesn’t matter if it can’t be cured.”
"Master, don't worry, I will do my best."
Feng Yi said solemnly.
Now that there are only two masters and apprentices, Feng Yi doesn't dare to take action rashly. At the very least, he needs Gu Gu to be by his side.
"By the way, Master, I have recently accepted a new disciple."
When Feng thought of Xiao Ke, he introduced his situation to Uncle Jiu and said, "Master, in Xiao Ke's situation, do you think it is possible to restore him to normal?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "The person is already dead, how can we make him return to normal? Although the process of him turning into a zombie is different from Tingting and the others, they reach the same destination by different paths.
If the zombie blood in his body is forced out of his body, without the support of the zombie blood, he will definitely die."
Feng Yi nodded silently after hearing this. He had already guessed this outcome.
"Actually, you don't need to care too much."
Uncle Jiu comforted him: "Whether it's you, Tingting, the others, or Xiaoke, they are all different from traditional zombies. You just need to be careful and don't get contaminated with the blood of living people, and you'll be fine.
You are already feeding him blood porridge from various animals, which is a good idea."
"That's what the master said."
Feng Yi heard the words and stopped forcing him. Uncle Jiu was right. As long as he didn't drink the blood of living people, Xiao Ke would not become evil and crazy. As a master, he just had to pay more attention, not to mention that Xuan Kui was secretly protecting him.
[Author's digression]: During the past few days during the Chinese New Year, I have been either partying or going out. I don't have a computer around me, and I'm not used to typing on my mobile phone, so it can be regarded as a small vacation for myself.
