Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Zhang Dayong's family took the trembling pregnant dog home, planning to take her to the pet hospital for an ultrasound check-up after Zhang Dayong's ceremony to alter his fate based on his birth characters in a couple of days.

Based on experience, the old father Zhang Tianjun estimated that the dog would give birth in about a month by looking at her belly.

Zhang Dayong recalled Wu Heng saying that the reincarnation of animals is extremely fast, and it could take just about a month to be reborn. He guessed that Black Charcoal would indeed be reborn into this dog's belly.

Although they had expectations for Black Charcoal in her belly, the Zhang family sincerely welcomed this dog into their home. If well cared for, the Zhang family would receive much sincere love from many dogs in the future.

The Zhang family took the dog home, and there was still a puddle of dried blood in the yard, but this blood came from the black bear.

On the way back, they had already heard villagers discussing that the black bear that attacked people had been shot dead by the police, and its body would be donated to the medical school for study.

As soon as they entered the yard, everyone unconsciously tidied up their clothes and watched as the plump fox spirit, looking like a gas canister, jumped down from the windowsill, the impact causing its chubby belly to sway from side to side.

Su Dayi gracefully circled the dog, examining her, with a tone of regret and arrogance: 'What a foolish dog.'

The fox spirit was obviously referring to Black Charcoal.

Wanting to be a dog for more than a decade, then reincarnating as a human with its owner, choosing the straight path instead of the crooked one.

Su Dayi disdainfully said: 'This fox spirit will reluctantly look after you in the future.'

Su Dayi always remembered that little black dog wagging its tail hesitantly but still giving up that bowl of dog food, with half a chicken leg secretly buried in the bowl by Da Da, wrapped in snow-white rice, topped with golden chicken soup with floating oil foam, a beautiful bowl of chicken soup rice.

It was the most delicious meal the little fox, trembling with hunger, had ever eaten.

Su Dayi remembered the kindness, so it would take more care of it in the future. Now Su Dayi was no longer the weak little fox that couldn't resist, strong enough to ensure its dog friend's life goes smoothly.

Zhang Dayong could still understand Su Dayi's words. At this time, without connecting with Wu Heng, he could only cautiously ask: 'May I ask, fox spirit, would you be willing to become our family's guardian spirit?'

This was not because Zhang Dayong had other thoughts, but he had heard that spirits often assist ordinary people. If a definite connection is not established, it is not beneficial for either, and it is not good for the spirit's cultivation.

Su Dayi refused, it disliked being bound, and would occasionally help when it knew Black Charcoal was in danger.

The Zhang family was not disappointed. Zhang Dayong quickly entered the main room, first trimming the remaining four red nails on his fingers, a total of six sets of nails neatly placed on a plate, intending to return them to Su Dayi.

The Zhang family thought simply, these nails were likely given by the fox spirit to protect them from the black bear. Now that the black bear was dead, there was no need to worry.

'What the lady gives is never taken back,' seeing their confusion, Su Dayi snorted coldly and said: 'Humans are indeed foolish; what is a black bear? When evil spirits are everywhere in the future, you will know what real fear is.'

Zhang Dayong and his family trembled in their hearts, seemingly unable to imagine the scene described by the fox spirit. After a moment of hesitation, they stored the six sets of nails and thanked her profusely.

Su Dayi walked out with her beautiful fluffy tail, her eyes gleaming.

That shaman named Wu Heng is quite capable, I wonder if the weight loss medicine he prescribed would be effective. It has been troubled by its chubby figure for too long.

Su Dayi stopped after a few steps, panting, then turned to Zhang Dayong and said: 'Can you call a moving van for me?'

*

Wu Heng saw the private message from Zhang Dayong, saying that the fox spirit wished to evaluate his medical skills and was already on the way, asking him to prepare to welcome the fox spirit.

Wu Heng: Noted.

Zhang Dayong naturally would not continue to grow his nails excessively, but Wu Heng still prescribed him some medicine for conditioning.

Soon, Jiaming No.1 Middle School announced in the official parent group that the school had addressed everything appropriately and asked students to return to school tomorrow.

Parents were still suspicious and worried, fearing that the incident of students collectively falling asleep and leaving their souls would happen again, although they dreamed at night of figures in Zhongshan suits holding handwritten apology letters, apologizing to the students' parents.

The parents wanted their children to rest for a couple more days, but the students, who had been motivated by their teachers, were eager to return to school and resume classes, their enthusiasm for learning at an all-time high.

"Jiaming No.1 High School Official: Parents, please rest assured and entrust your students to the school. Tomorrow, we will administer the national vaccine aimed at enhancing physical fitness for all teachers and students. Please have breakfast before coming to the school hospital with your vaccination booklet."

This vaccine was known to the teachers, students, and parents. It was said to have been developed over several years by higher authorities specifically for teenagers. Some parents with connections had heard that the so-called enhancement of physical fitness was actually to resist the invasion of yin energy, and it was a vaccine developed by the Xuanmen, starting with students in Beijing.

Tomorrow also happened to be the biannual health check-up day at Jiaming No.1 High School. The school not only arranged for on-campus teachers and students to get vaccinated but also urged art students and those on leave to do the same.

Some parents carefully read the vaccination details and noticed a row of less prominent doctors' names in the corner.

The Daoist Physicians listed at the front were not familiar, but the name at the end was all too familiar—

Wu Heng.

Not just a namesake, but the Wu Heng from Chengde Medical Hall.

The principal was initially concerned that parents might lose trust in the school due to the black fog incident and whether this vaccination task could be completed as required. However, he received many private messages.

"XX Parent: Principal, can I get vaccinated? I'll pay for it myself."

"XX Mom: Principal, can't the parents of the students also be arranged?"

The principal fell silent as he looked at the flood of private messages from parents. In the hearts of those parents, the credibility of the Xuanmen was not as high as that of the online shaman Wu Heng.

He felt the same way.

Wu Heng declined the school's offer to arrange transportation to Beijing, only stating that he would arrive at the school on time. The principal had no choice but to comply.

Early in the morning, when You Jin opened the door, he saw Zhou Yi wearing the uniform of Zhen Middle School, and Shi Xuan, wearing the student uniform of Jiaming No.1 High School, carrying a backpack, ready to go to school.

You Jin understood why Zhou Yi was going to school, but he didn't quite understand why Shi Xuan was wearing his school uniform, especially since they were going to Beijing and would be delayed for a day. Even Wu Heng, though dressed casually, was carrying a backpack.

"You Jin, I'm going out today. If there are patients at the medical hall, you can attend to them. If not, wait for me to return."

You Jin understood. His master had gone to gather herbs and hadn't returned for months. Whenever someone in the village had a headache or fever, he would carry the medicine box and go to see them.

You Jin suddenly grabbed Wu Heng's sleeve and warned him, "Little Heng, remember to come back. Don't follow in your grandfather's footsteps and never return. I would be worried sick."

"Don't worry, You Jin," Shi Xuan reached out to take Wu Heng's backpack and replied, "Let's go."

You Jin was moved to tears once more. Their Little Heng, after regaining his senses, had indeed made good friends and had someone to take care of him when he was out.

The three of them headed toward the outskirts of the village. When they reached the eastern end, they parted ways with Zhou Yi, who went to Zhen Middle School to resume his studies, while the other two went to the well of the little white snake.

The village exorcism festival, aimed at driving away evil and bringing blessings, had been ongoing for the past two days. It was good that the little white snake and Xi Xi were staying outside to avoid it, so there was no snake in the well.

Wu Heng, stroking his chin, looked curiously at Shi Xuan: "You go first, I'll watch."

Shi Xuan suddenly reached out and grasped Wu Heng's pale wrist, pulling him to jump down the well, giving off the vibe of a lovers' suicide.

Wu Heng deliberately refrained from reciting the shamanic incantation for passage, letting Shi Xuan lead him forward along the yin energy.

Until they climbed out of the little white snake's new home, Wu Heng stood silently on the back mountain, looking at the playground of Jiaming No.1 High School not far away.

He had really been brought here, and Shi Xuan had done nothing, just followed his heart.

If it weren't for his friend being filled with yin energy, Wu Heng might have thought they were colleagues.

Shi Xuan, holding Wu Heng's wrist, chuckled and asked, "Can I commute from your home?"

Dr. Wu joked, "Are you going to cover the bill?"

Shi Xuan reached into his pocket to take out his bank card, but Dr. Wu gently freed his hand, "I don't really need it."

Shi Xuan planned to hand it over to Eugene later.

The two entered Jiaming High School through the back gate. This was Dr. Wu's first time visiting a high school in this world. As expected of a prestigious school, the campus was vast and the facilities were top-notch.

After parting with Shi Xuan, Dr. Wu went to the school hospital. The Daoist Physician from Xuanmen was already there. Unlike the bright Daoist robes he wore a few nights ago, today he was dressed in a white lab coat and wore a mask, giving off a modern medical feel.

They sized each other up and exchanged polite greetings.

The school hospital was quite spacious. After donning a white lab coat, Dr. Wu took his seat at the consultation desk.

Since the vaccine had metaphysical aspects, Xuanmen highly valued Dr. Wu's skills and assigned an experienced Daoist Physician to assist him and administer the vaccine.

Soon, there was a commotion outside, probably from students arriving for the vaccination. The school prioritized vaccinating the seniors first.

"I want to be the first to get a shot from Dr. Wu!" Li Hao shouted at the entrance.

The entrance was packed, like a scene of fans chasing a celebrity.

As soon as the door opened, Li Hao and He Yunxiao dashed towards Dr. Wu like they were in a 100-meter sprint, nearly knocking over the table.

Dr. Wu: "..."

This is a vaccination, not a lottery!

He Yunxiao, perhaps influenced by Xi Xi's aura, was slightly faster than Li Hao. He winced slightly as he got the shot, leaving Li Hao, who was lamenting his inability to produce a snake fetus, standing by.

After getting their shots, the students lingered, staring at Dr. Wu as if expecting something magical.

It was their first time seeing Dr. Wu up close. In person, he was even more handsome than online, and in the white lab coat, he didn't look like a mysterious shaman.

There was a sudden buzz of excitement outside. Dr. Wu was surprised as a beautiful girl with a short, androgynous haircut was ushered in.

"Even the celebrity is back for the shot? We hardly ever see her around school," Li Hao said, pressing a cotton swab to his arm in amazement.

The celebrity student seemed rushed. Seeing the long line at Dr. Wu's station, she went to the side for her shot, with people snapping photos. Wang Dong and San Hei Mao were also in the crowd, taking pictures.

Dr. Wu's eyes followed the celebrity student until a shadow fell in front of him, blocking his view.

Shi Xuan wore a loose T-shirt, his sleeves rolled up to show his firm, slender arm. His well-defined biceps and muscle lines drew Dr. Wu's attention.

Dr. Wu suddenly recalled the time Shi Xuan 'returned the favor' by flashing his abs for a few seconds. From what he'd seen, his friend had an impressive physique...

"Doctor, aren't you going to give the shot?"

Dr. Wu hesitated, "Are you sure you want to get vaccinated?"

This vaccine, developed by Xuanmen, was designed to boost the students' yang energy against yin evil, reducing their risk of spirit possession. It was effective, but it wouldn't help Shi Xuan, who was full of yin energy.

Even He Yunxiao had quietly suggested Shi Xuan skip the shot by claiming he felt feverish and unwell, since it was optional.

Shi Xuan: "I'll take it."

If he skipped the shot, the school would contact his parents, which would be a hassle.

The elderly Daoist Physician took the medical report, confirmed that Shi Xuan's temperature was normal, and then handed the vaccine to Dr. Wu.

The needle went in, and Shi Xuan didn’t even flinch.

After getting the shot, they had to wait in the school hospital for half an hour, as required. Many students sat on the benches to rest, some sleeping, others quietly reading.

Li Hao and the others gave Shi Xuan a thumbs-up: "You’re a champ, dude, for taking this vaccine."

He Yunxiao said: "Our Shi is immune to yang energy; that little bit is nothing to him."

Even the snake that got him pregnant with a snake fetus was scared of Shi Xuan. What discomfort could he have from the vaccine? Besides, Shi Xuan is still human after all.

Shi Xuan stayed calm, showing no issues, and even read a book to pass the time.

The celebrity student sat a few seats behind He Yunxiao and his crew. Feeling sleepy after the shot, she hugged the girl next to her and dozed off.

The half-hour wait flew by. The senior grade director came in to urge: "If everyone’s feeling okay, head back to class."

Everyone slowly made their way back to class when suddenly, someone in the crowd screamed.

"Huh? Where am I? Wasn’t I just planting veggies?" The celebrity rubbed her sleepy eyes, looking confused at her surroundings.

The girl beside her laughed: "Planting what? Did you zone out? This is the school clinic; we’re all here for the vaccine."

The celebrity stared at the girl she didn’t recognize and blurted out: "...No, who are you?"

The girl was stunned: "Huh?"

Wait, did she forget her bestie too? Just because she’s been filming outside and not returning to school often? But they often keep in touch online—how could she forget her?

"She’s still half-asleep," a student said. "Go get some air to wake up."

The little fuss died down quickly.

Dr. Wu rested his chin on his hand, watching the girl walk away. Then he suddenly took out a piece of paper from the drawer, wrote some secret characters, and handed it to Wang Dong to deliver.

Wang Dong was nearly in tears!

Dr. Wu’s awesome, hooking him up just because he’s a fan! Even Hao didn’t get this chance.

This celebrity’s got a pretty bad rep online. She debuted at such a young age purely based on her looks. Although there are countless negative reviews, she still has some fans of her appearance, and Wang Dong happens to be one of them.

Wang Dong took the talisman and chased after her.

The old Daoist Physician watched quietly from the sidelines. During a lull, he spoke up kindly: "Dr. Wu, you’ve been taking good care of Chen Zhao lately."

Dr. Wu smiled: "You must be Chen Zhao’s master, right? Didn’t Chen Zhao trouble you to help treat those patients with dirty diseases?"

The old man stroked his beard, showing deep medical compassion: "I treated them all using the methods Dr. Wu shared. Since the Daoist Physicians from the Xuanmen are needed here to administer vaccines, I came to support."

Dr. Wu: ...Really? I don’t believe it.

Support? More like chasing Xuanmen’s cash.

Dr. Wu smiled and thanked the student who brought water. He unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip, and asked: "Old sir, is there something you want to tell me?"

The old man looked around, coughed lightly, somewhat awkward.

That was a straight-up fifty grand, and the idiot sent it over without blinking. He was sure Dr. Wu charged Chen Zhao that beast a hundred thousand yuan, so Chen Zhao generously outsourced half of the money to his master.

A Daoist Physician won’t bow for money, but they’ll kneel and kowtow for it!

The whole "rather break than bend" thing is nonsense; if you’re starving, you’ll bend without a second thought.

While the heavens are officially recognized as a metaphysical organization, they’re nothing like regular civil servants or state-owned companies. Their metaphysical skills are officially recognized, but they’re still independent, often doing official work, with pay coming from within the heavens.

The old man continued, "That rascal Chen Zhao said he’d take me to switch masters, such shameless talk, no respect for teachers or elders—it’s downright embarrassing..."

Wu Heng became interested, "So?"

The old man declared righteously, "So I’ve decided to take the rascal and switch masters."

Wu Heng: "..."

The heavens sure know how to arrange fate; these two are destined to be master and disciple.

While Wu Heng was speechless, the old man continued to scrutinize him; this was no ordinary intern Daoist Physician. He’d been around long enough but still couldn’t figure out the young man’s skills.

His deceased master once said, working hard isn’t as good as grabbing onto a golden opportunity and skyrocketing.

Despite Wu Heng’s young appearance, it’s very likely he’s older than he seems. If they latched onto him, they’d be set for life.

Wu Heng was stunned for a while and said, "...I’ll think about it."

Later, the high school sophomores and freshmen got their vaccinations. Since it’s a private school, there weren’t many students, with few classes in each grade and not many students in each class, so the vaccinations ended quickly.

Wu Heng, in casual clothes with a backpack, thanked the principal, "Thank you, Principal, I’ll drop in to audit classes now and then."

Coming once or twice a week, he could also snag some of the school’s exclusive practice problems and online courses for Zhou Yi, expanding the learning resources would be good.

The principal was all smiles, patting Wu Heng’s shoulder repeatedly and saying good.

Although it was just auditing, with Wu Heng as the auditor, the principal felt the school was much safer. With this relationship, it would also be convenient to seek help and contact in the future.

Wu Heng followed the homeroom teacher into the classroom, and the moment he entered, the classroom fell silent.

The homeroom teacher announced with a smile, "This is classmate Wu Heng, who will often come to our class to audit."

Shi Xuan’s gaze, which had been fixed outside the window, suddenly shifted over, his usually indifferent eyes full of astonishment. Wu Heng had never mentioned that he would come to be an auditor.

The next second, Shi Xuan immediately kicked Li Hao, who was sitting beside him, gushing about how lucky he was to be classmates with Dr. Wu, and coldly said, "Go back to your seat."