The resurrected dead: encountering the old beggar again

In the shadows, Zhuge Xiang and Wu Zhao carefully observed everyone in Clear Spring Village, while Xiao Yue, due to the concealment of her figure and appearance, was able to easily enter and exit and gather enough information.

However, the next clue led to a dead end. Although there were no infants in this spring, and it even fed on blood, there was nothing strange about it. If there was anything strange about it, it was that people could be seen returning from outside the village continuously, and that was all.

"How is this possible? How is it possible that there are no other clues?" After secretly investigating for most of the day, Zhuge Xiang had not obtained any new clues, which brought his investigation to a standstill.

While observing from the shadows, Zhuge Xiang's gaze suddenly seemed to be drawn to a certain figure, as if by a magnet, and he couldn't look away.

Wu Zhao, standing beside Zhuge Xiang, clearly sensed something was off about Zhuge Xiang. Following his gaze, he saw nothing unusual, except for a hunched, unsteady old Beggar slowly making his way towards Clear Spring Village along the mountain path leading into the village.

"Zhuge Xiang, this old man..." Wu Zhao looked at the old Beggar with suspicion, not noticing anything unusual, and asked Zhuge Xiang.

However, Wu Zhao couldn't finish her sentence. Her pupils contracted slightly as she saw a tear roll down the corner of Zhuge Xiang's eye.

Zhuge Xiang!? Cried!? Shed tears!?

Wu Zhao's pupils contracted slightly as he stared at Zhuge Xiang. He could hardly believe his eyes. Knowing Zhuge Xiang as he Wu Zhao, he could be a peerless tyrant or a great hero, but whether a great hero or a peerless madman, Zhuge Xiang was always a man of principle, or rather, a free-spirited man. Tears? That was completely irrelevant to Zhuge Xiang. They should never intersect. Yet, now, tears were rolling down Zhuge Xiang's cheeks...

Zhuge Xiang stared intently at the figure slowly approaching, his vision blurred by tears.

At that moment, it seemed as if the Heaven and Earth had lost its color and all things had lost their sound; only that staggering, hunched shadow occupied all of Zhuge Xiang's attention.

In winter, an old Beggar was frantically breaking up the ice that had frozen on the River Water. Beside him lay several patched children's clothes. That year, Zhuge Xiang clearly remembered he was only eight years old. The old Beggar took his clothes to wash in the River Water, and accidentally fell into the icy River Water...

That year, when I was ten years old, I had a high fever. The old Beggar knelt on the street for a whole day. His legs were numb, and the money he got was not enough to buy me medicine. In the end, he stole medicine from a pharmacy and was beaten up, but the old beggar kindly stewed the medicine for me and said that he had accidentally fallen.

When I was eleven, I got lost and didn't get home until five days later, only to find that the few steamed buns in the house had all dried out and wrinkled. The old Beggar smiled and told me that he liked to eat White-Flour Steamed Buns, so he saved one for me every day, and I had never been able to bear to eat them.

Furthermore, the old Beggar, who had a high fever, wore a jade pendant around his neck—the only clue to his past— Zhuge Xiang ultimately pawned without hesitation.

As he watched the figure staggering towards Clear Spring Village, scenes from his youth automatically surfaced in Zhuge Xiang's mind. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't stop them. He was absolutely certain that the old Beggar walking towards them was his Zhuge Xiang!

"Grandpa... Grandpa...?" Zhuge Xiang asked softly, his voice hoarse.

His words caused Wu Zhao's expression to change. He finally understood why Zhuge Xiang was acting this way. But Zhuge Xiang himself had said that his grandfather had been killed by vicious dogs. How could he be alive again?

"Danger!" Xiao Yue suddenly shouted, her mind caught off guard.

The creature perched on Zhuge Xiang's shoulder suddenly leaped up, growing larger in the wind, transforming into its true Fairy form. With its mouth wide open, Moonlight Arrow.

A dazzling Sword Light appeared out of nowhere, instantly shattering the Moonlight Arrow that Xiao Yue had hastily fired. The Sword Light flashed, twisting like a serpent, piercing through Xiao Yue's body in an instant, while simultaneously leaving a penetrating wound on Zhuge Xiang's shoulder...

The excruciating pain brought Zhuge Xiang back to his senses, while a chilling killing intent sharpened Zhuge Xiang resolve. He had been caught off guard by the sight of the old Beggar, and in his moment of distraction, he had been ambushed. This was something that should never have happened, as Zhuge Xiang possessed a magical Magic Artifact could counteract such attacks.

Scout Headband (Twelve Star Magic Tool): Requires cultivation Fifth Layer of Innate Realm, Defense 420, Passive: Possesses detection ability, can detect hidden targets within a 100-meter radius, Durability 6060, Weight 5.

This Scout Headband was an equipment dropped when I defeated Jie Nu on the Ancient Qin Battlefield. It Twelve Star Magic Tool, but its effect was best for suppressing assassinations of hidden targets. However, I didn't expect to be ambushed successfully. In my Character Interface, my HP dropped by about a third in an instant.

Scout Headband, Zhuge Xiang's eyes instantly locked onto a semi-illusory figure not far away, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.

A sneak attack from Deity Transformation stage target? If Xiao Yue hadn't reacted quickly and used the Moonlight Arrow to neutralize most of the power of that Sword Light, he would probably have been instantly killed by now.

With his life threatened, Zhuge Xiang dared not be distracted. His gaze locked onto the other person's body. With his Data Eye ability, Zhuge Xiang could see that the figure hidden in the shadows had actually reached the Divine Ability Stage Fifth Layer.

The figure hidden in the shadows was startled by Zhuge Xiang's gaze, feeling as if he were being watched by a Venomous Snake.

Impossible! The opponent is only at the Return to Simplicity Realm; how could they possibly detect me? With my concealment abilities, at this distance, even Cultivator at the ninth or even Tenth Layer of the Ninth Layer of Divine Ability Stage might not be able to detect me, right?

"You're courting death!" Zhuge Xiang shouted in a deep voice, his eyes filled with a ferocious killing intent.

As he spoke, Zhuge Xiang unleashed his ability to Devourer's Treasure. He opened his palm to the sky, and visible to the naked eye, streaks of lightning flashed in Zhuge Xiang hand, the violent Lightning filled with a terrifying and tyrannical aura.

Palm Thunder!

Upon seeing the old Beggar, Zhuge Xiang Zhuge Xiang so excited that he was ambushed. Now that he was about to reunite with the old Beggar, he naturally didn't want to waste time getting entangled. He immediately unleashed his strongest Palm Thunder.

"Palm Thunder!? How is that possible?" The figure hidden in the shadows was horrified as he looked at the Lightning in Zhuge Xiang's palm. He dared not linger any longer and turned to flee for his life. Clearly, he had also recognized this signature Spell that only a master of the Spell Control Stage could wield.

"Trying to leave? Think you can get away?" With a cold voice, Zhuge Xiang instantly appeared behind the figure. His Explosive Steps combined with the Palm Thunder was impossible to dodge.

P. S.: Suddenly realized, today is the last day of 2013? New Year's Eve! Here's wishing everyone a happy new year where all your wishes come true, you live close to home, hold a high position with light responsibilities, sleep until you naturally wake up, and count money until your hands cramp. Please subscribe and vote for me! Starting tomorrow, I'll be busy with factory production again.