Zombie: After removing the impurities, Uncle Nine begs me to come out of seclusion?

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He quickly reverted to his usual serious demeanor and asked, "What illness does Jiang Dalong have?"

Nianying shook her head. "I'm not quite sure, but several doctors have said that this illness doesn't look like the flu or a cold. There are no clues, and the doctors are at a loss."

As she spoke, Nianying couldn't help but get a little excited. "I know that Master Zhengying has some prejudice against my brother-in-law, but only Master Zhengying can help with this matter. That's what my sister thinks too."

Using Uncle Nine's ex-lover as a pretext, this girl is indeed quite eloquent.

Su Feng, who was standing to the side, sipped his tea and smiled subtly.

"Don't worry, Nianying, I also have urgent business to attend to in Shuilian Town..." Uncle Jiu was easily persuaded and naturally agreed after Nianying's persuasion. He turned to look at Su Feng and asked, "Young Master Su, what do you think?"

Su Feng put down his teacup and nodded slightly. "Uncle Jiu is right. This is indeed the best way to get close to the Marshal's Mansion."

This is arguably the best opportunity God has given us, so how could we let it go to waste?

"Although I don't know what Master Zhengying and Young Master Su are talking about... since Master Zhengying has already agreed, let's set off without delay!"

Upon hearing Uncle Nine's agreement, Nianying was more excited than anyone else. She picked up her umbrella and was about to leave, not giving Uncle Nine and the others any time to prepare.

Qiu Shengwen touched his empty stomach and asked with a troubled expression, "Master, what about the hot dishes in the kitchen?"

"Let's eat when we get back!"

His ex-lover's sister had come to him for help, so he couldn't be negligent. Seeing that Nianying had reached the door, he hurriedly followed her.

Seeing Uncle Nine walk away, Qiu Shengwen shrugged in dejection. He glanced at Su Feng as he got up and passed by, and whispered, "Young Master Su, aren't you hungry?"

Su Feng shook his head with a faint smile.

However, after the two mentioned it, he realized that he hadn't eaten for two days, but he didn't feel hungry at all.

It seems that this is also related to breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

……

Back in Renjia Town, before we could even settle in, we had to set off for Shuilian Town.

Fortunately, the journey wasn't too long this time.

Before nightfall, the group arrived outside Shuilian Town.

Once you get here, everything seems different.

Upon entering the lower part of the town, one could see ragged residents everywhere, their hair disheveled and faces dirty, no different from homeless people.

Looking around, everyone is like that.

What's going on here?

Seeing such a scene for the first time, Qiu Shengwencai felt his scalp tingle and his heart tighten.

“It must be due to the war.” Su Feng walked to the side and explained, “The warlords are constantly at war, all wanting to seize the most resources and get the most benefits. As a result, it is the people of all sides who suffer.”

The cake is only so big, but it's divided into dozens of pieces. Then, the owners are not satisfied and try every means to snatch the piece from others, which leads to countless conflicts and clashes.

After days of fighting, only innocent civilians were ultimately caught in the crossfire.

At the same time, they are also victims of this power struggle.

"I never imagined the struggle between warlords would be so intense," Uncle Nine sighed, also feeling helpless.

Further on, an even more horrifying scene unfolded.

A horse-drawn cart loaded with corpses was being pushed toward the town entrance by two men dressed as soldiers.

The dark, disheveled corpses on the carriage were beyond description, with no words to capture their horrific state except for the blood, severed limbs, bits of flesh, and fragments.

Several villagers followed closely behind the carriage, wiping away tears and pounding their chests in frustration.

The people on both sides of the road seemed oblivious, having long been accustomed to this scene.

"Make way, make way, don't block the way!"

Soldiers pushing horse-drawn carts ahead shouted to clear the street as they walked by expressionlessly.

Uncle Nine, curious, leaned closer to ask, "Brother, what's the deal with these corpses? I remember there's a mortuary in town."

But the direction they were transporting the goods to was outside the town?

"What's it to you?" the soldiers replied dismissively. Then, glancing at Su Feng's imposing aura behind Uncle Nine, they swallowed hard and added, "The mortuary is too full. The commander ordered us to transport the bodies to the mountain to be burned, which is a good way to give them a proper place to go."

Having said that, he didn't intend to pay any more attention to her, and continued shouting for her to make way before walking away.

"What a tragedy," Uncle Nine sighed heavily.

Su Feng, standing to the side, also had a cold expression. "What kind of final resting place is this? It only adds to the number of wronged souls and the dead..."

Uncle Jiu neither confirmed nor denied it, but nodded slightly. "It seems that Shuilian Town will be quite unsettled this year during the Ghost Festival."

Ignoring the strange looks from those around them, Su Feng and the others continued walking towards the upper district.

……

The sour smell dissipated, replaced by the aroma of perfume and toast.

Having left the impoverished and chaotic lower district, Su Feng has now arrived in the wealthy district, a symbol of "goodness".

What I see before me is a scene of harmony.

Elegantly dressed ladies sat in front of the Western-style building, drinking tea and eating pastries, happily discussing which shop had the best rouge and which clothing store had new arrivals.

The children licked rainbow candies, and greedily held up candied hawthorns in their other hands, chasing after balls they had never seen before in the lower half of the court as they ran along the clean streets.

What I saw was peace and tranquility...

But for some reason, Su Feng felt that the smell of the air here was not much different from that of the area below.

Looking at the person next to him, Uncle Nine also had a complicated expression.

Of the group, only Nianying seemed relaxed, as if she were returning home. When they passed a bakery, she even enthusiastically asked Su Feng and Uncle Jiu if they wanted to eat wife cakes.

Uncle Nine doesn't even have a wife, so how would he know what this strange pastry is, making Nianying laugh at him?

"Master, Young Master Su, why is there such a big difference between the upper and lower parts of Shuilian Town?"

While Nianying was buying pastries, Qiusheng quickly came over and asked in a low voice.

Uncle Nine was speechless, unsure how to respond.

Upon hearing this, Su Feng simply said softly, "That's reality."

Under warlord rule, those closer to the center of the sphere of influence and with stronger backgrounds and greater wealth naturally received better treatment.

They live in Western-style houses, eat Western food, and their children don't have to worry about going hungry or cold.

The poor outside the sphere of influence ate leftovers, wore tattered clothes, and toiled every day for a few taels of silver.

If minor illnesses are left untreated, major illnesses will lead to certain death.

But all that awaited them was the anticipation of climbing into the upper class and the despair and bitterness of facing reality.

Although there is a gap between the rich and poor everywhere, and there are homeless people in Renjia Town, Su Feng realized after visiting Shuilian Town that it was much more serious than he had imagined!

With Nianying returning from buying pastries, everyone had to end the conversation and head towards the Marshal's Mansion.

……

The location of the Marshal's Mansion is at the top of the wealthy district, near the mountaintop.

The secluded environment, undisturbed by any outsiders, resembles a palace built on a mountaintop, symbolizing power.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Marshal's Mansion, seven or eight soldiers stood guard on both sides with guns, looking imposing and ready for battle.

Fortunately, with Nianying leading the way, the soldiers let him through easily; otherwise, Su Feng wouldn't know how he would have gotten in.

Entering through the gate, you'll find yourself in a beautiful garden, almost half the size of Huangshi Village!

It took quite a while just to walk from the courtyard gate to the main entrance.

Su Feng originally thought the garden of the Marshal's Mansion was magnificent enough, but after following Nian Ying into the mansion, he was slightly shocked by the interior decoration.

The magnificent hall was filled with all kinds of expensive furniture, and even the sofas were imported from overseas.

Two expensive antique vases, which should not be touched, stand next to the staircase, and various expensive items of all sizes are placed around them.

On the wall directly in front of us hung a huge oil painting! The border was all gold…

The painting depicts a man in military uniform, with a goatee and a cane. The medal pinned to his chest symbolizes his high honor and status.

Su Feng didn't even need to guess to know that the person in the painting must be the owner of this "palace" and the ruler of Shuilian Town, Jiang Dalong.

"Brother-in-law!"

Nianying entered the hall and called out towards the second floor. Then she turned back to Su Feng and the others and said with a smile, "Young Master Su, please have a seat. I'll go upstairs and call my brother-in-law and sister down."

With that, Nianying lifted her skirt and quickly went upstairs.

"Master, can we really sit here?"

Qiu Shengwen timidly approached Uncle Jiu and asked cautiously.

The sofa in front of them was obviously not cheap; even though they had showered and changed clothes, they were afraid of getting the fabric dirty by sitting on it.

"This..." Uncle Nine was somewhat embarrassed when asked this question.

Su Feng, on the other hand, ignored them and sat down directly, crossing his legs as if he were back in his own home.

"Uncle Jiu, why be so formal? Since we were invited, we are guests. There's no such thing as letting guests stand around like idiots."

Su Feng leaned back on the soft sofa and smiled faintly.

Uncle Jiu agreed with this and asked Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to sit down as well.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs.

First came Nianying, followed by a man in pajamas, looking sleepy, just like the person in the portrait.

"Young Master Su, Master Zhengying, this is my brother-in-law, Commander Jiang!" Nianying quickly stepped forward to introduce them.

Just as Nianying was about to introduce Su Feng and the others to Jiang Dalong, the latter raised his hand to interrupt her.

He walked slowly over, his eagle eyes coldly sweeping over the people sitting on the sofa.

After going around once, even though he hadn't said a word, Qiu Shengwencai was so frightened that he quickly moved his bottom off the sofa and stood up tremblingly.

Uncle Nine also felt uncomfortable under the gaze, sitting as if on pins and needles.

Only Su Feng remained calm and relaxed, sitting there without any fear of Jiang Dalong's unfriendly gaze.