Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 237 - 139, 140. Stealing coffins, ferrying, going home, dungeons (large Chapter - asking for subscriptions)_4

Chapter 237: 139, 140. Stealing coffins, ferrying, going home, dungeons (large Chapter - asking for subscriptions)_4

But what could he do? He could only gradually come to understand.

Casually sending the old man’s soul off to reincarnate, Song Cheng set aside his distractions and stealthily made his way to Hanping Prefecture.

...

...

Several days later.

Song Cheng entered the city through the mountainous areas of Hanping Prefecture and, following the information previously provided by the Medicinal Human, slowly made his way to the new location of the An Residence.

Everything in the residence was identical to the old one.

Song Cheng, familiar with the layout, arrived at the inner residence, scanned the place, and saw numerous figures...

Most of the figures were "0~0," "1~1," and similar.

Song Cheng landed.

All those "0~0," "1~1" little birds and rabbits turned their heads toward him.

"Enemy!"

"Enemy!"

The animals chirped and chattered.

As they shouted, it seemed some animal recognized Song Cheng and changed its cry to: "Daddy!"

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

Voices rose and fell, each one distinct...

And the door of the house was hurriedly flung open, and Madam Tong came rushing out from behind it, spotting Song Cheng.

The once young mistress of the household froze for a moment, standing statue-like, then took a deep breath, eyes reddening, hands on hips, she asked, "Where on earth have you died off to!?"

As she asked, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Song Cheng stepped forward, embraced the young mistress tightly, and said softly, "I’m sorry, I’ve been too busy. Once I get busy, I forget about time. It’s my fault."

"Always busy, you good-for-nothing," scolded Madam Tong.

Good-for-nothing?

Song Cheng paused.

A new title bestowed, a new achievement unlocked.

Just then, he suddenly noticed that the little birds on the branches, the rabbits in the corners, and the girls and boys inside the house were all watching him embrace Madam Tong with wide eyes.

Madam Tong also noticed and quickly pushed Song Cheng away, then gave him a piercing look that conveyed, "We’ll talk about this on the bed tonight."

Song Cheng smiled and then hurried into the house, lifting both "the Ting who watched him with numerous eyes" and "the dim-witted little boy An," one on each side.

Perhaps due to the long separation, both children seemed reserved.

Ting was the first to sweetly call out, "Daddy."

Little An followed his sister’s lead.

Ting said, "Daddy, I eat a lot but don’t get fat – I’m very good."

Little An was stunned for a moment, his little mouth opening and closing several times, then he said, "Me too."

Song Cheng laughed, kissing both little ones on their foreheads.

In the house were also Ling, Ying, Ouyang Chuchu, and little Lingxue.

He turned his attention to little Lingxue and asked, "How old are you now?"

Little Lingxue spoke in a babyish voice, "I don’t talk to strangers!"

Ouyang Chuchu jumped in surprise, quickly stood up, bowed, and while pulling her from behind said, "This is your father’s big brother, your grand uncle. Call him grand uncle quickly."

Little Lingxue stood tall and proud, her water-like eyes looking at Song Cheng as she enunciated clearly, "Grand uncle, I’m three years old in nominal terms this year."

Song Cheng put down Ting and An, went forward to hug little Lingxue, and then looked at Madam Tong.

Madam Tong leaned against the door frame, smiling as she watched the scene.

Song Cheng asked, "Did we hire a tutor?"

Madam Tong’s expression suddenly turned serious, and she beckoned him.

Understanding, Song Cheng followed her out the door.

Madam Tong said, "Not long after you left last year, Sister An wanted to hire a private tutor for the three children, but it was hard to find a suitable one.

Then, last winter, a man who was an expert in zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, and graceful in behavior arrived.

The man’s name was Yin Mingzong.

He fit the profile because he seemed to be skilled in nearly everything.

Originally, I was worried – we had no man in the house, and here we were inviting this handsome gentleman to come. It didn’t seem right and could lead to gossip.

But then Sister An hired him.

Over this, Sister An and I had an argument.

I said we couldn’t let another man come in to teach with no man of the house present.

But it turned out I misunderstood Sister An.

On the surface, she let Yin Mingzong teach in the front yard; in private, she was discreetly investigating him...

Because Sister An felt something was very off about this man."

Song Cheng said, "Of course it’s off.

If someone is so talented and extremely handsome, why wouldn’t he do well anywhere else?

Why come to my Northern Border where it’s about to become an isolated village to scrape by a living, and moreover, only after I’ve left...

His intentions..."

Madam Tong speechlessly said, "Only I’m the foolish one; I just felt it wasn’t right...

But you’re right.

Still, that man hid himself well and never overstepped the line.

As a result, Sister An set up a ruse. She had Wang Tianchuan beaten and then made him hold a grudge. Sure enough... not long after, Yin Mingzong approached Wang Tianchuan, offering to help him get his revenge but requiring Wang Tianchuan to follow his orders when the time came.

After Sister An found out, she immediately had Sister Su take action, capturing Yin Mingzong. They’ve been interrogating him but can’t seem to get anything out."

Song Cheng asked, "Where is he?"

Madam Tong turned and called out, "Ying! Ying!"

Ying ran out of the house.

Madam Tong said, "Take your master to the dungeon."

Dungeon?

Song Cheng was stunned...

It seemed that a lot had changed in Hanping Prefecture during the half-year he hadn’t been back.

Sister An, she really knows how to stir things up.

...

Ying led the way while Song Cheng followed.

He looked around.

I must say, on the surface, this place looked like a small village starting to take shape, with numerous fields and passerby.

But these people mostly possessed exceptional strength, and the whole place had a mysteriously strict atmosphere.

The dungeons turned out to be transformed from a series of hidden wine cellars and ice chambers, with entrances leading to individual cells.

When Song Cheng and Ying arrived, Song Cheng felt at least twenty gazes cast upon him, evidently the guards arranged by An Chenyu.

He instantly detected the whereabouts of the twenty gazers and nodded and smiled at those guards.