Chapter 11: Possessed by the Fire

  The moon is bright and the wind is strong, the autumn night is cool and refreshing.

  Wu Xin lay in bed, unable to fall asleep! Thinking about the things that had happened over this period of time, he felt very annoyed and frustrated. Maybe practicing his skills would help him forget everything, Wu Xin thought. So he sat up on his bed with his legs crossed and started to cultivate his energy.

  The true energy is emitted from the Dan Tian, passes through the Ren and Du two meridians, slowly rises, surrounds the whole body, and returns to the Dan Tian.

  Wu Xin has been practicing for over a decade, and it's incredibly familiar. As she practices, her whole body starts to warm up. It's so cozy! The feeling is just like hugging her body, holding her in my arms, warm and comfortable! Who is she? Of course, it's Huang Xiuying!

  Wu Xin couldn't help but recall that memory.

  Her entire body was exposed, only the last line was blocked, Huang Xiuying looked at Wu Xing with a shy and charming gaze. Wu Xing hugged her tightly, feeling that the whole world had become warm and cozy. The struggle between spirit and flesh, the friction of skin, made him suddenly hot-headed, his ears buzzing, for a moment his heart was filled with ripples, the shameful thing had soiled both their bodies, he felt very embarrassed.

  Suddenly, the girl's eyebrows turned upside down...

  Good heavens! No, she wasn't Huang Xiuying, but rather Fang Xiaoxin. He seemed to see Fang Xiaoxin's lovely and charming appearance again, her shy and adorable smile. How radiant and lovable that smile was!

  "Wu Xing gege, I am yours!" She always says that, and it's so cute!

  Suddenly... the smile froze, and her face sank. She... how did she become Huang Xiuying again. "Why did you deceive me?" she said softly, with a tone of disappointment, deep disappointment...

  Wu Xin only felt the sky spinning and the earth turning, the true energy flowing slowly in his body suddenly scattered, each forming its own array, colliding with each other. Wu Xin knew he had gone mad, a chill in his heart, it's over, he was finished. He only felt a sweetness in his throat, a stream of bright red blood gushed out, and before his eyes turned black, Wu Xin lost consciousness...

  The next morning, Wu Xin's family gate was knocked loudly.

  Who could it be? Wu's mother wondered, and so early! She opened the door to find it was Uncle. It was very strange, he had never come to their home before, why now, and in such a hurry? Wu's mother held him in high esteem because he had saved Wu Xin's life, so she quickly invited him in.

  "Ah Po! How did you get here?" asked Wu's mother.

  "Hurry! Wu Xin is in trouble, last night the Dragon King appeared to me in a dream and said his godson was in danger! So I'm sure it's Wu Xin who's had an accident!" Old Man hurriedly rushed inside.

  Madam Wu was also shocked because Ah Bo had never said anything wrong before.

  Could it be true? The two of them rushed to Wu Xin's room. As soon as they entered the room, a bloody smell hit their noses, and Wu's mother knew something was wrong. When she looked, Wu Xin was slumped over on the bed, his face white as paper, without any blood color, with a large pool of blood in front of the bed that had already congealed into a dark red color. Wu's mother felt dizzy and fainted.

  He sighed and said softly, "I didn't want you to know, but I only found out this morning too. I was afraid that if you couldn't see Wu Xin, you would be even more anxious and harm your body." He had no choice but to help her to a side, gently unblocking her meridians, and then let her rest. From his pocket, he took out a piece of paper that he had prepared earlier and put it in her hand, then helped Wu Xin up and hugged him, disappearing from the room after just a few steps.

  Inside the small temple, Ah Bo locked the temple door and walked lightly to the main hall, looking at Wu Xin who had fainted, shaking his head helplessly.

  Abu dragged Wu Xin's clothes off, then took out a dozen silver needles. In an instant, only to see the silver flowers flying in the air, like fireworks, light and bright. Hundreds of silver needles were either straight or slanted, all stuck on Wu Xin's body. Abu immediately raised his hand and patted Wu Xin's head Baihui acupoint, at this time Wu Xin had become a cold corpse.

  "Abbot looked at him and said softly: 'If you were an ordinary person, it would be fine. But with your skills, this life-saving technique will likely cause you to lose all your powers. Is it really a case of unjust fate?'"

  Abu finished speaking, and lightly got up, holding a small flag in his hand, walking and throwing it, vaguely forming an array. When the last small flag was thrown onto Wu Xin's body, Wu Xin and everything on the ground disappeared, leaving only a vast empty space.

  Abel quietly opened the door and locked it again before going out.

  When Wu's mother woke up, she found herself on the bed. Where was Wu Xing? Wu's mother quickly got up and found a small note in her hand with a line of small words written in brush: Don't worry about Wu Xing, take seven days off from school, I will cure him!

  These few words, Wu's mother still recognized, and she felt more at ease. This old man was really good, he must be able to cure Wu Xin. Although thinking so, she was still worried about going to see him. Wu's mother hurried out of the door and went straight to the Dragon King Temple. When she arrived at the temple, she saw that the gate was closed with a lock on it. Had the old man taken Wu Xin away for treatment? Was the old man unable to cure him? That must be very serious! She became even more worried. But worrying was useless, who else could she trust if not the old man? Wu's mother thought and thought, realizing that she had not helped Wu Xin ask for leave yet, so she rushed to school again.

  The class was about to start, but there was still an empty desk, Wu Xin's desk. Everyone was thinking about how Wu Xin hadn't arrived yet without saying a word. Three people were particularly anxious: Wu Xin's deskmate Huang Xiuying, the person behind Wu Xin, Fang Xiaoxin, and Hu Bin, who sat far away from them. Hu Bin had a strange premonition that something bad had happened, but how could someone as capable as Wu Xin get into trouble? Hu Bin sat by the window, nervously glancing at the empty desk and then looking outside. Huang Xiuying and Fang Xiaoxin also had this strange feeling, but deep down they denied it - how could Wu Xin possibly have a problem?

  Suddenly, Hu Bin saw Wu Xin's mother, her face pale and her eyes red, walking towards the school. She rarely came to school, only when there was a parent-teacher conference. Why had she come? Her appearance, could it be...?

  Hu Bin suddenly stood up and ran out, while the two girls saw it and followed him to run out. Two beautiful shadows flashed by like lightning, lightly moving like two beautiful butterflies, flashing past the podium and reaching the door.

  The whole class was stunned! Ling Bo Wei Bu? Fairy? Monster? Several curious classmates followed and ran out, pushing the class teacher who was about to enter the classroom to one side. The class teacher was inexplicably surprised, what's going on today? Hu Bin was also strange! I was the first to run, but how did they suddenly run ahead of me?

  "Aunt! What's going on?" Huang Xiuying asked, being more familiar with Wu Mama.

  "Wu's mother said in a low and sorrowful tone: 'Wu Xin... he's ill! I've come to ask for leave on his behalf... for seven days...'"

  "What?" the three people said in unison.

  "It's impossible!" Huang Xiuying exclaimed, on the verge of tears: "Aunt! It's impossible! How can it be seven days?! My dad has cancer all over his body, and it's terminal stage, but he'll be completely fine in just three days! Impossible..." Huang Xiuying was disheartened and muttered to herself, feeling a pang in her heart, speaking without thinking.

  The surrounding Wu Mama, Hu Bin and Fang Xiaoqin were stunned!

  "What kind of cancer can be cured in just three days?" Fang Xiaoqin was the first to react.

  Huang Xiuying's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and she said softly: "Don't you know? Wu Xin has the 'resurrecting' medical skill. My dad had terminal cancer, with cancer cells all over his body, even in his heart, and he only had a week left to live. But Wu Xin cured him in just three days..."

  "Was it that time you guys took a three-day leave?" Fang Xiaoqin asked anxiously.

  Huang Xiuying nodded slightly and muttered, "He must be... he must be very ill. How could someone as strong as him fall ill? ...How could it be?..." As she spoke, her face suddenly lost its luster and emitted an eerie glow. She turned to Wu Mama with determination and said, "Auntie, where is Wu Xin? I want to go see him, I want to take good care of him!"

  "I don't know either!" Wu's mother said dejectedly.

  "What? How could you not know?" Everyone looked at Wu Mama in surprise.

  "This morning, very early, Uncle Ah came knocking on the door. He said that the Dragon King had a dream and told him that Wu Xin was ill. When we arrived, all we saw was a lot of blood everywhere. Wu Xin was leaning to one side, his face completely pale. I panicked and immediately fainted. When I woke up, I saw this note." Wu's mother finished speaking and took out the note.

  Huang Xiuying snatched it away and took a look, but couldn't say anything. The other classmates and teachers also rushed over to take a look.

  Class teacher Liu said to Wu's mother, "You don't have to worry too much. Since it says here that everything is fine, I think it should be fine! I'll approve this leave for you, and you also need to take care of your body. When Wu Xin recovers and comes back, I'll talk to him about it. By the way, who was the 'Ah Bo' you mentioned earlier?"

  "He's the one in charge of our village temple! He's a good man, he saved Wu Xin's life when he was young, and now he's come to save him again. He really is a Bodhisattva! I just don't know if this time...” Wu's mother burst into tears and couldn't speak anymore."

  Huang Xiuying listened, first startled, how could he bleed so much? Was he murdered? Then she felt deeply moved and sorrowful, her heart aching terribly. After thinking for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, saying: "Yes! It must be! Wu Xin is saved! Haha...". She laughed and danced with joy.

  Everyone looked at her in surprise. Her face turned red, and without any reserve, she leaned into Fang Xiaoqin's ear and whispered: "He must be Wu Gege's master! I remembered!"

  Fang Xiaoqin listened and happily said: "Then Wu Xing must be fine!" After finishing, the two girls hugged each other. Everyone was stunned again!

  "Really?" said Wu Mama and Hu Bin.

  "Don't worry!" Huang Xiuying said: "Brother Wu will definitely come back soon, he definitely will! Auntie Wu, don't worry, we know he'll be fine!"

  Wu Mama and Hu Bin listened, still didn't understand, but also knew that the two of them must have a lot of confidence, and felt much better in their hearts.

  "Everyone go back to class! Nothing's wrong, it's fine." The head teacher looked at the two girls with a puzzled expression.

  Hu Bin sat down in Wu Xin's seat and asked softly, leaning close to Huang Xiuying: "How did you know Wu Xin would be okay? Tell me, okay?"

  Huang Xiuying knew about Wu Xin and Hu Bin's relationship, and softly said: "Don't mention it again, I think that old man is Wu Xin's master!"

  Hu Bin was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it secretly, he also felt that it made sense. He said: "How did you become so clever today? You can think of this too?"

  "When am I not clever?" Huang Xiuying fiercely kicked him down.

  "Wah!……" Hu Bin let out a loud shout like killing a pig.

  "Sorry! I didn't think it would hurt so much. Wu Xin endured it before and didn't make a sound...it hurts so much and he still doesn't make a sound!" Huang Xiuying's face suddenly turned red, infinitely shy...

  The classroom was once again filled with strange gazes...

  Chapter 11