Chapter 37: Tiger-Head Shoes Step on the Infant's Funeral Hall (Part 3) Newlyweds, how...

"Boss? Boss!" A young beggar slammed the old beggar sprawled on the straw mat. "Wake up, wake up! Shan Niang is coming!"

Shan Niang... who is Shan Niang?

Li Zhixing wiped his battered face and sat up. With hazy eyes, he looked at the young boy squatting beside him and asked, "Who are you?"

"Boss, you haven't woken up yet. Don't you recognize me? I'm Xiao Liu, six sixes are auspicious." Xiao Liu grasped his shoulders and shook him vigorously twice. "Are you awake now? Shan Niang is waiting at the temple gate, so anxious. Go check on her."

Li Zhixing's bones were practically shaken apart—after being sucked in by the stone wall, it felt like he'd been swung and hammered with a sledgehammer.

This way of entering the illusion was becoming increasingly ingenious and unconventional.

Sitting upright, Li Zhixing forced his eyes open, taking in the ragged, messy-haired youth beside him. Recalling how he'd addressed him, a clear understanding dawned on him—he'd most likely fallen into the Beggars' Sect, and, by some strange coincidence, become its leader.

For someone already finding success in sending ghost visitors, feigning blandness and adapting to changing circumstances was no longer a problem. After a moment's reflection, Li Zhixing said, "Xiao Liu, help me go take a look."

"Did the leader go out fighting ghosts last night? He looks so weak." Xiao Liu was a straightforward young man, never one to mince words. His bluntness earned him a bitter rebuke.

Li Zhixing tapped him on the forehead and gritted his teeth, "Shut up, Liu Liu Da Shun!"

Xiao Liu shut up and obediently helped the leader out of the temple gate.

The temple grounds were dotted with beggars, most of them young children, lying and standing. Li Zhixing looked around, only to see a group of unfamiliar children. His two quarrelsome children were nowhere to be seen.

Li Zhixing felt lonely, isolated, and cold... well, mostly worried.

After searching in vain, Li Zhixing set his sights on the woman standing under the willow tree in the courtyard.

The woman was dressed simply, her face covered in scars, deep and shallow, yet her beauty remained undimmed. As soon as she saw him, she knelt on the ground, her expression filled with grief, and cried to him, "Brother Li, Xinxin is missing, Xinxin is missing, please help me find her, please... I'm damned, damned, why would I leave my child at home, why would I let her run away alone..."

Li Zhixing looked at her—the one Xiaoliu called "Shanniang" was none other than the beautiful woman named Shan'e by Ye Qingzhan in Ghost Gate.

Could the Xinxin she was talking about be the little girl Wen Gu held in his arms?

If that were true, at the Infant Spirit Hall, the closest relatives were only a stone's throw away, yet they could meet without knowing each other. There's no

greater sorrow in this world than this. Without time to sigh, Li Zhixing hurriedly helped the person up from the ground. Xiaoliu, standing by, lent his hand while looking at the wound on Shan'e's face and cursed, "Shan'e, did that bastard

from your family hit you again? It must hurt!" Shan'e covered her face, dodged to the side, then turned back and said, "I'm fine. Please help me find the child first. Today, I came home from work at the Ye family, but I couldn't find Xinxin. I asked her father, and he..."

Li Zhixing clenched his fists and naturally added, "He hit you?"

Shan'e's eyes dropped and she replied softly.

Xiao Liu rolled up his sleeves and roared, "Where is Shan Niang? I'm going to kill him! What a piece of shit! He's gambled away all day and is so in debt, now he's so arrogant that he's forced his wife to work as a farmhand in someone else's house. Pah! I, Liu Liu Da Shun, am going to kill him today!"

As Shan Niang began to cry, a group of little beggars gathered around her. They were just as angry as Xiao Liu, and they all complained on Shan Niang's behalf:

"Yes, we'll kill him for you. If it weren't for you and the Snow Girl of Jade Butterfly Peak when we were little, we would have starved to death."

"Xiao Ba is right. You're so good, and that beast hit you. He's really asking for death!"

"Brother Ba Mian Linglong and Sister San Yang Kai Tai are right. Let's find a dark and windy night, put on a sack, and kill him..."

From the little beggars' indignation, Li Zhixing probably understood Shan'e's fate - marrying the wrong person. But he had a few questions: Mr. Ye, he sounded so familiar, could he be Ye Qingzhan's wealthy father? Who is the Snow Maiden of Jade Butterfly Peak? The most important thing for a human being is Shan'e's obsession. Could it be finding Xinxin?

Ye Qingzhan said that she had met Grandma Atao when she was alive, and her heart and eyes were filled with searching for her granddaughter, Atao. After death, her obsession was naturally to find Atao. If Shan'e's obsession was to find her daughter, the mission of this illusion would be very clear and straightforward. In a nutshell: find the child.

...But is it really like that?

His two little helpers are still missing.

Thinking of this, the exiled immortal felt sad again. He decided to wait and see, and put the mission first, so he said, "Shanniang, don't worry, tell us where Xinxin often goes first."

Shanniang wiped her tears and was about to speak when someone interrupted her. The little girl who had just been called "Sanyang Kaitai" hurriedly said, "I know where Sister Xinxin often goes. She must be looking for the pair of immortals who came to Zhuxi Town to exorcise demons and catch ghosts."

"Immortals?" Li Zhixing wondered, wondering who else in this world was being banished besides him, and why was it a pair?

On what grounds?

Upon hearing this, Shan'e's sadness faded a little. She leaned down, grasped Sanyang Kaitai's shoulders, and anxiously asked, "Do you know where the immortals are?"

The Beggars' Gang children answered for Sanyang Kaitai, "Yes, we all know!"

It was time to display the authority of the Beggars' Gang leader. Li Zhixing said firmly, "Lead the way!"

Over ten Beggars' Gang members, ready to go, were about to head towards the immortals' retreat. But before they even left the temple gate, they saw two familiar faces standing at the entrance—

Ye Qingzhan, with her hair in a simple bun, a pale blue dress, and light makeup.

Wen Guben's black hair was tied high in a white jade crown, and he was dressed in a green robe. He had shed his usual gloom and looked handsome.

At this moment, the two of them, each holding a hand, held the little Xinxin who walked in the middle.

From a distance, they really looked like a family of three.

Li Zhixing was touched by the warmth.

Shan'e, who was standing by, finally saw the daughter she had been looking for for a long time. Tears welled up in her eyes. She rushed over and hugged her daughter in her arms, angry and anxious, crying, "Where have you been? Where have you been?" She wanted to pat her to teach her a lesson. As soon as her hand touched her back, she withdrew it and pinched herself hard, "It's all mother's fault, it's all mother's fault. How could I leave you at home without worry? I should have taken you with me, wherever I go..."

Xinxin's eyes also had tears, but she still stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from her mother's face, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, Xinxin just wanted to go and see the rattles on the street, but was picked up by the bad guys. The old lady selling shoes stopped the bad guys, but sprained her foot. The brothers and sisters who came to look at shoes brought Xinxin here."

The little girl said, looking up at Wen Gu and Ye Qingzhan, and said, "Brothers and sisters are all good people. They even bought candy for Xinxin."

Shan'e wiped the tears from her face and looked at the people standing there, who looked like a newlywed couple.

She stood up and bowed to thank them.

"Thank you both, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Ye Qingzhan waved his hand and said, "It's just a small effort, Madam, don't mind it."

Wen Gu nodded slightly on the side.

Looking at such a perfect couple, Shan'e smiled and said, "The young lady is really beautiful and kind-hearted, and you and the young man are a perfect match, a match made in heaven."

On the way to the temple, she and Wen Gu had heard a lot of such words. It felt a little awkward at first, but she couldn't refute it, because in Shan'e's illusion, she and Wen Gu had somehow become a young couple.

Ye Qingzhan thought back to the beginning of entering the illusion -

after merging into the mural, she felt dizzy, and when she came to her senses, she found herself in the street, holding hands with the person next to her.

She stroked her forehead and looked over, and Wen Gu opened his eyes and looked over.

The appearance of the two did not change, but their clothes had changed.

She wanted to break free from Wen Gu's hand, but a man came over and said with a smile: "Young Master Dongfang, did you make me angry?"

The girl next to the man hit his shoulder lightly, covered her face and smiled: "It's been a long time since we got married, so there will be a lot of adjustments. Why do you have to meddle in the affairs of a young couple!"

As she spoke, she grabbed her husband's ear and pulled him over, holding a pretty girl's hand. She turned back and said: "Thank you, Young Master Dongfang, for curing my mother's illness. As someone who has been through this, I remind you that you must hold the girl's hand tightly. Once you hold it tightly, you can't let go."

The girl blinked at Wen Gu, dragged her husband away with a smile.

Ye Qingzhan's face turned red like a peach, but her hand was held tighter. She said embarrassedly: "Wen Gu..."

Looking closely, she saw that there was also a blush behind the boy's ear, but his face was forced to be calm, and he said seriously: "The order of the illusion cannot be violated."

What he said made sense. Ye Qingzhan no longer wanted to argue, so she could only let Wen Gu hold her hand and try to pretend to be a newlywed couple.

The two stiffened and took only a few steps before they met Grandma Tao, who had fallen to the ground while holding Xinxin, at the street corner.

Grandma Tao was still conscious at this time. After they helped her up, she recounted what had happened, saying that Xinxin was almost taken away. She also told them that in the old temple in the east of the city, there was a beggar who was in love with Xinxin's mother, Shan'e, and asked them to find the old beggar and never send Xinxin home.

Ye Qingzhan wrote these on the ginkgo tree and told the exiled immortal, I wonder if he saw it. Seeing his surprise, he must not have had time to read it.

I have to find a chance to have a good talk with the exiled immortal.

After Shan'e finished speaking, Xiaoliu jumped out, walked around Wen Gu and Ye Qingzhan, and said happily: "A few days ago, the perfect little Shi went up the mountain to pick fruits to eat, fell from the tree and fainted, and it was you who saved him, Master Dongfang."

Ye Qingzhan looked at Wen Gu, and then at the exiled immortal. The three of them were silent, because in this illusion, they knew very little, and the more people in the illusion said, the more it would help them understand.

After Xiaoliu finished speaking, the eloquent Sanyang Kaitai continued, "Xiao Shi went to the Ye family to help today, and he is not in the temple. I also heard from Xiao Shi that you are a kind-hearted person, and you saved him when you went up the mountain to collect herbs." He turned his gaze to Ye Qingzhan, "He also said that your wife is a very good person, and she cooks medicinal food very well, but she tends to burn the rice."

Ye Qingzhan blinked twice, smiled, and let it go.

Wen Gu glanced at her, and suddenly said, "I cooked the meal."

As soon as the words fell, the little beggars all laughed.

Shan'e, who had always had a heavy face because of self-blame and fear, relaxed her frown a little when she heard the words, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of her lips.

Li Zhixing made a "tsk" sound in his heart.

"Okay, okay, you did it, you did it," the little girl Sanyang Kaitai was like a little chatterbox, and once she started, she couldn't stop. "I heard that you just moved to the town not long ago. The neighbors on the street all say that you are a great doctor. So, Doctor Dongfang, do you have a way to cure the strange diseases in Zhuxi Town?"

Sanyang Kaitai's smile faded, and his eyes were full of expectation. He asked seriously.

Strange diseases?

Ye Qingzhan looked at Wen Gu.