Return of the War God

"The Maple Leaf Pharmacy is finally open!"

"It is said that Shopkeeper Ye has been traveling for a while and is back!"

"Hurry up! Say hello to Shopkeeper Ye!"

"Shopkeeper Ye is back! The living Bodhisattva is back!"

On Qingfeng Street, men, women, old and young ran around to tell each other, and their faces were filled with bright and surprised smiles.

The Maple Leaf Pharmacy is open again.

Many neighbors on Qingfeng Street gathered together. When they saw the familiar and warm face sitting behind the counter, many people were very happy and greeted one after another.

Ye Wuque answered with a smile, as always, making people feel like being bathed in spring breeze.

A young man suddenly squeezed out of the crowd!

His face was flushed, and his eyes were full of excitement and joy. It was the young man Ah Cheng.

"Shopkeeper Ye! You are finally back!" The young man Ah Cheng spoke.

Ye Wuque nodded with a smile.

The young man was very happy and very happy.

At this moment, Ye Wuque looked at the large number of Qingfeng Street residents in front of him, and saw the conditions of many people. He immediately smiled and said, "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. I'll open the clinic today..."

"Acheng!"

"Shopkeeper Ye, I'm here!" The young Acheng immediately responded seriously, stood up straight, and immediately understood what Shopkeeper Ye meant, asking him to help.

Soon, a long queue formed inside and outside the Maple Leaf Pharmacy, and many residents of Qingfeng Street came to see the doctor.

Ye Wuque sat in the pharmacy and began to observe, smell, ask and palpate.

The young Acheng kept running around in the pharmacy, taking in patients, getting medicine for them, and maintaining order. He was very busy and sweaty, but his eyes were bright and happy.

Under Ye Wuque's consultation, the patients were prescribed medicine, and their originally sad faces were replaced by a touch of joy and relaxation.

Busy time always passes quickly. Soon the sun sets in the west, evening falls, and the long queue in the medicine shop gradually disperses.

Until the most popular patient also happily took the medicine and left the medicine shop with thousands of thanks.

Ye Wuque, who had been sitting for most of the day, stood up and stretched his waist. A faint smile surged in his eyes.

At this moment, the young man Ah Cheng was very familiar with and took the initiative to clean everything in the medicine shop.

Looking at the busy figure of the young man, Ye Wuque also smiled, and then brewed two cups of hot tea.

The boiling tea water surged, and the green tea leaves kept jumping, and soon the tea fragrance overflowed.

After the young man Ah Cheng finished cleaning, Ye Wuque handed him a cup of hot tea.

"Thank you, shopkeeper Ye!" The young man Ah Cheng thanked Ye Wuque, and then gulped down a big mouthful, and immediately showed a comfortable expression.

"This is your wages for today." Ye Wuque handed over today's wages again. The young Ah Cheng was a little embarrassed, but he immediately took it respectfully with both hands.

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Ye!"

"This is what you earned from your labor, no need to thank me." Ye Wuque waved his hand.

"Go home quickly, it's getting late, your father is still waiting for you to go home for dinner!"

"Goodbye, Shopkeeper Ye." The young Ah Cheng was also eager to go home. He clasped his fists to Ye Wuque and then ran out happily home.

The thin but proud back of the young man gradually faded away in the sunset, but still surged with a kind of vitality.

Leaning against the gate, Ye Wuque drank tea while watching the neighbors on Qingfeng Street close their stalls and go home one by one.

Some were full of smiles, some sighed, some talked and laughed with their families, and some carried things and walked briskly...

Everyone's state was different, but it seemed that there was not much difference, they were all going home.

Looking at all this, Ye Wuque's heart became more peaceful than ever before.

This is the mortal world, this is the simple life.

After drinking the last sip of tea in the cup, Ye Wuque also began to open the proofing light door.

He began to count the medicinal materials familiarly, busying himself inside and outside.

Soon, the Maple Leaf Pharmacy also closed the door.

Looking at his own medicine shop, which was neither big nor small, it seemed to have become Ye Wuque's temporary home during this period of time, and he smiled gently.

Then, Ye Wuque walked into the inner room, where the cold jade bed had been placed inside, and the masked woman lay quietly.

Walking forward, Ye Wuque pointed at the masked woman's finger, and suddenly, a drop of blood flew out from the masked woman's fingertips and fell into Ye Wuque's hand.

After taking out a small jade bottle and putting the masked woman's blood in it, Ye Wuque's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he came to the void of Dengming City.

At this time, night fell, and the evening breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, blowing on the face seemed to make people more sober.

Ye Wuque looked down calmly.

In Dengming City, thousands of lights were on, and every household was eating dinner. No matter what the experience of the day was, they needed to eat.

Only love and food should not be let down.

The family sat together, facing each other, eating and chatting, warm and beautiful, which was the perfect embodiment of these two things.

Scenes of warm family, the laughter of the elders in the family, the playfulness of the children, intertwined together, fell into Ye Wuque's eyes at this time, making his mouth curl slightly.

Below, thousands of lights were on.

In the sky, one person stood.

At this moment, it seemed to form a sharp contrast. Ye Wuque was smiling, but he was full of loneliness.

Not long after, Ye Wuque's figure disappeared.

Dengming City, northwest corner.

This is where the tombs are located. It is usually deserted. No one will come unless there is a sacrifice, let alone at this night.

But Ye Wuque came here, to the deepest ground.

The ground was intact and looked no different.

But Ye Wuque stomped his right foot lightly, and a crack suddenly appeared on the ground, revealing a deep underground passage.

Ye Wuque jumped down and came to a place about hundreds of meters underground.

Here, there is a deserted ruin.

It is the place where the "alien power" is stored. With the arrival of Ye Wuque, it flickered with a faint brilliance.

The ruins are empty.

There are only some ancient reliefs that have long been broken, and in the central area, there is a strange stone plate with ingenuity.

On the stone plate, a faint light keeps shining, with a dark but colorful energy group!

It is about the size of a head, flickering and flickering.

Looking at this "alien power" light ball, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with a hint of expectation.

With a flip of his right hand, he took out the Gaixianyuan Notebook.

Fourth-step Saint King!

Alien power!

A drop of blood from the masked woman!

The three major conditions were finally gathered, and Ye Wuque immediately stepped forward.

He held the notebook and gently brought it close to the alien power light ball to touch it.

Buzz!

The uncollectible alien power finally reacted, and it fluctuated on the notebook, and a ray of it flew out and fell on the notebook!

The first layer of seal was successfully opened.

The notebook glowed faintly, and the second layer of seal was also successfully opened.

Ye Wuque, who had been prepared, immediately took out the small jade bottle, poured out a drop of blood from the masked woman, and immediately dripped it on the notebook.

Buzz!

In an instant, the notebook immediately glowed brightly, as if it had come alive!

The rope tied to it slowly loosened at this time.

Faintly, Ye Wuque felt a faint "power of the contract" flashing by, which seemed to represent the meaning of completing the contract.

After a few breaths, the light dissipated, and the notebook seemed to return to its original state, looking unchanged.

Ye Wuque immediately turned to the first page of the notebook...

Suddenly, a faint joy flashed in his eyes!

The notebook was no longer a wordless book!

Some words appeared, which were written by Gai Xianyuan himself.

Ye Wuque looked at the first line!

"My son Shiyi, I am writing to you..."

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and many inferences in his mind were confirmed at this moment, and many clues were connected together.

He was not wrong!

It is no wonder that the three-layer seal of Gai Xianyuan's notebook is so disgusting, just to leave it to a specific person!

And this person is Gai Xianyuan's biological son... Gai Shiyi!

Only Gai Shiyi himself should theoretically know how to open the three-layer seal.

Maybe, in Gai Shiyi's plan, he was full of confidence and pride, and he naturally thought that with his help, his only son would be able to keep up with his footsteps, at least the "Fourth Step Saint King" would be a piece of cake!

But immediately, Ye Wuque shook his head and sighed softly.

Obviously, when Gai Xianyuan wrote this note, Gai Shiyi should have been fine.

However, as Gai Xianyuan was targeted and killed, after his death, all the creatures related to him were abducted or destroyed.

His only biological son, Gai Shiyi!

His end was even more horrible, and he lived a life worse than death. In the end, it was already a miserable end, and even his body was occupied by others and became a container.

Even.

Until his death, Gai Shiyi probably never had the opportunity to see this note that his father Gai Xianyuan left for him.

This father and son... are very miserable.

It's sad and lamentable!