Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 183 Summoning the Soul

Despite Li Hao's disdainful gaze, the abbot was still unwilling to admit that his "clairvoyance" was all show and no substance, so he took the initiative to adjust it.

“Layman Li, although this clairvoyance cannot find people at will, it is certainly true that one can see a thousand miles away.”

Li Hao scoffed, "You can only see halfway up the mountain, and you dare to boast about seeing a thousand miles away? And even if you could see an ant a thousand miles away clearly, what good would it do? Tell me, which of the eighteen villages did the house I saw through this little hole belong to? Just seeing it, but not knowing where or what it is, is no different from not seeing it at all."

The abbot was so angry at this person for insulting such a remarkable institution that his beard stood on end. But there was nothing he could do. The best way to strike back was to prove that the "clairvoyance" was indeed effective.

So the abbot spent half a day finally finding the familiar location through the all-seeing eye, and then slowly adjusted and moved to Moxia Village. Then, following the scattered mechanical figures in Moxia Village, he found three separate escape routes.

And Sun Ruolan's guess was correct. With a slight movement of the abbot's hand, several invisible threads flicked gently, and he immediately knew the relative positions of the mechanical figures, making the subsequent search much easier.

Unfortunately, the telescope cannot be linked with the mechanical man; sensing location and using the telescope to pinpoint location are two completely different things.

The lay Buddhist in charge slowly looked through all three routes. One route was where the mechanical figures had been shaken off, and the shaken-off mechanical figures stretched out in a long string.

Two other paths led them along the abandoned mechanical figures to the end, where they found a pile of wood chips. Clearly, after clearing out most of them, they had smashed the last remaining mechanical figures. These wood chips were where the final clues ended.

The all-seeing eye has finally proven itself.

However, and this is important to note, the abbot saw Li Hao next to the last pile of wood chips. Having realized the unreliability of the clairvoyant, Li Hao had ridden off on his own and investigated along the tracks of the mechanical beings from Moxia Village. He had completed his investigation much faster than the clairvoyant and was now standing there, raging helplessly over the last pile of wood chips.

Together with the abbot and lay Buddhist who were still on the mountain, the two of them became impotently furious.

Leaving aside others, Lin Fan was not running away aimlessly in a carriage; they had decided on their destination before setting off.

Of course, we didn't expect to drive all the way to Linxiguan in Zhebian Prefecture. Instead, we discussed with the coachman beforehand that we would travel through eighteen villages and then turn into Bowang Town.

Bowang Town is Duan Ye's fiefdom, and the knight who is temporarily acting as a coachman believes that once he reaches the town, no one will dare to pursue him.

Lin Fan wasn't so optimistic, but he agreed to go to town temporarily to rest the horses and even change their headgear, making it safer to set off again.

The journey was smooth, and while it was still light, the speeding carriage arrived at Bowang Town.

The other coachman also safely shook off the mechanical man behind him and they victoriously reunited in Bowang Town.

Zhan Peng must have indeed turned around and gone to Wujiang County, and didn't come over.

Therefore, the next problem Lin Fan needed to solve immediately was to bury Miaozhuzi.

Given the current situation, a grand funeral is out of the question; everything must be kept simple and discreet.

Everyone was starving, but respecting the dead was paramount, and even Chen Ergou wouldn't jump out and say, "Let's go eat first and then think about it later."

"Why can't we cremate them?" Lin Fan asked the crowd, frowning.

Zi Yue tugged at Lin Fan's sleeve and shook her head. "Cremation certainly has many advantages. This way, Junior Sister's body will no longer be in any danger, and we can take her ashes to a scenic spot for proper burial."

However, Zi Yue still concluded definitively, "This is not the present world, so cremation is probably not appropriate."

Despite Lin Fan's cold gaze, Sun Ruolan advised, "Brother Lin, this is really inappropriate. You went to great lengths to rescue the fairy's remains because you didn't want her to suffer anymore. Why add fire to burn her, and... turn her bones to ashes?"

Lin Fan was speechless for a moment, not because he cared about what these people thought of him; it was irrelevant to him.

Ultimately, he wanted to respect the person's wishes regarding this matter. However, after thinking it over, he could only think that Miaozhuzi only wanted a quick death and never mentioned how she wanted to be buried.

Of course, regardless of whether Miaozhuzi had considered it or not, she never intended for Lin Fan to help with her burial, so she remained silent.

Lin Fan stared blankly at the female corpse in the carriage, which was covered with wooden needles.

"Do you want to ask her what she herself thinks? Does she want to be laid to rest, or has her body cremated and then buried in a good place?" Zi Yue asked Lin Fan.

Lin Fan suddenly realized something, grabbed Zi Yue's hand and asked, "Zi Yue, could you summon her soul and ask her?"

Zi Yue was speechless for a moment. "How could that be? I don't have that kind of ability. Once a person is dead, they're dead. There's no way they can speak again."

"What about Fei Xueyi (the Red-Clothed Curse)? What about Ma Liangcai and Ma Sijiao? Aren't they all dead? But they still keep popping up. There must be a way, right? I'm not asking you to resurrect her, I'm just asking a question." Lin Fan pressed on relentlessly.

The others in the carriage saw Lin Fan talking to himself again, but of course they didn't disturb him. They just waited for him to come to a conclusion on his own.

Chen Ergou muttered, "Why does Brother Fan always argue with himself? Does he not like himself?"

Zi Yue was momentarily speechless at Lin Fan's question, and she might be seriously considering whether she had any solutions.

Lin Fan couldn't wait any longer and hurriedly continued, "Why don't you call Ma Liangcai out? If even he can't do anything, then forget it."

Zi Yue frowned and said, "Are you really going to listen to him?"

"Asking won't hurt."

Helpless, Zi Yue waved her hand, and Ma Liangcai, dressed in a scholar's white robe and waving a folding fan, crawled out from under the wooden planks of the carriage. However, only half of his body was visible, which was just enough for him to stand and face Lin Fan, who was sitting.

"Master, what can I do for you?"

"What are you pretending for?" Lin Fan knew that Ma Liangcai had definitely been eavesdropping all along. "If you have a solution, then say it; if not, then get lost."

Ma Liangcai chuckled softly, "Of course I do. I know thirty-seven methods of summoning souls. Would you like me to demonstrate them one by one?"

Lin Fan frowned. "It needs to be something with minimal side effects and costs, and something that can be achieved immediately."

Ma Liangcai's lips curled up slightly, "There isn't one like that."