Chapter 1377: Chapter 692: The Disappearing Paper Fish
Hearing this, everyone crowded around Old Mr. Zhou’s bed, staring at him without blinking.
Zhou Yi was even more agitated, shouting loudly for his grandpa, hoping he would wake up and look at him.
However, Lin Beichen did not go to check on Old Mr. Zhou. He knew very well that if he wanted to completely clear out the evil presence in Old Mr. Zhou’s body, this step was something that had to be gone through. He slowly picked up the basin of water in front of him and walked to the bedside.
"Everyone, please make way." Lin Beichen’s voice was calm and firm.
At his words, everyone immediately stepped aside to open a path for him. They saw Lin Beichen pour the water in the basin onto Old Mr. Zhou’s body without the slightest hesitation.
The scene scared everyone present so much that they didn’t even dare to breathe loudly. They had never seen someone so bold!
You had to know, the one lying on the bed was the elder with the greatest say in the Zhou Family. This man actually dared to do such a thing—was he not afraid of the Zhou Family’s retaliation?
However, that thought did not last long in their minds. Very soon, they saw wisps of smoke slowly rising from Old Mr. Zhou’s body, accompanied by a foul stench.
The unbelievably rancid smell made the people present gag and retch. Only Lin Beichen remained completely composed, staring fixedly at Old Mr. Zhou on the bed.
The appearance of this situation meant that what he had just done was already taking effect.
At the very least, the evil presence on Old Mr. Zhou’s body should already have been driven out.
Zhou Yi couldn’t bear the stench and immediately ordered the servants to open the windows for ventilation.
Very soon, Old Mr. Zhou on the bed began to cough violently again. Hearing this, Zhou Yi hurried back to his grandpa’s bedside, looking at him with an excited expression.
"Grandpa, how are you feeling!" Zhou Yi asked anxiously.
After coughing for a while, Old Mr. Zhou slowly opened his eyes. At a glance he recognized his grandson, and tears streamed down his face.
"So it’s you. I feel like I’ve been unconscious for a long time. What on earth happened?" Old Mr. Zhou asked weakly.
Zhou Yi did not hesitate and immediately told Old Mr. Zhou in full detail how he had found Lin Beichen and how Lin Beichen had performed the ritual.
After listening, Old Mr. Zhou immediately turned his gaze to Lin Beichen.
When he realized that Lin Beichen looked exactly the same as the Expert he had met in his youth, he couldn’t help but be greatly astonished.
"Expert! I never thought that in this lifetime I would be able to meet you again!" As he spoke, Old Mr. Zhou struggled to sit up. However, Lin Beichen hurried to stop him.
"Mr. Zhou, please don’t get worked up. Although the evil presence in your body has already been dispelled, your body is still extremely weak from its corrosion. At this time, you should focus on taking care of your health." Lin Beichen said with concern.
At the same time, he did not forget to explain that matter.
"The Expert you’re talking about should be my ancestor, not me."
He was a man who did things with principles and a bottom line. Since the Expert the Zhou Family had met back then was not him, he would never pass himself off as that person or use such despicable means to promote the Daoist Skill he regarded as the purest.
After hearing this, Old Mr. Zhou nodded to show he understood. Even so, he still seemed very emotional. That Expert was a great benefactor to their entire Zhou Family. Even though the young man in front of him was not the Expert he had met back then, he still felt extremely moved.
He grasped Lin Beichen’s hand and thanked him again and again: "I already heard from my grandson just now—if it weren’t for you, I might have... The great kindness you and your ancestor have shown our Zhou Family, our Zhou Family will certainly do everything in our power to repay it!"
Seeing how highly Old Mr. Zhou regarded Lin Beichen, no one in the Zhou Family dared show the slightest disrespect to Lin Beichen anymore. They were all filled with respect and reverence for him.
As Old Mr. Zhou’s body was still quite weak, Lin Beichen did not stay in his bedroom for too long. He exhorted Old Mr. Zhou to be sure to rest well and nurse his health.
When leaving Old Mr. Zhou’s room, Zhou Yi was asked to stay behind.
When Zhou Yi came out of the room, he was holding two items in his hands, which he handed to Lin Beichen.
One was a sealed envelope, and the other was a small knife with an antique, unique design.
One look at the small knife and you could tell it was quite old. It wasn’t some priceless treasure, but Lin Beichen still had no intention of accepting it.
"My coming here and treating Mr. Zhou’s illness was all a matter of fate. I never thought of receiving any reward for it." Lin Beichen made his stance clear.
If he had wanted some sort of repayment, he would have made it clear before coming.
Hearing Lin Beichen’s words, Zhou Yi expressed his admiration for his character.
"I didn’t expect the Daoist to be such a kind-hearted person, but Daoist, perhaps you’ve misunderstood my intention. You saved my grandpa’s life; our Zhou Family has no way to repay that. But these two items have nothing to do with repaying you."
Nothing to do with it?
Lin Beichen glanced at Zhou Yi, a little puzzled.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi quickly explained to Lin Beichen, "Daoist, my grandpa asked me to hand these to you. If you don’t accept them, I really have no way to answer to him."
After hearing this, Lin Beichen once again examined the two items in Zhou Yi’s hands. "Mr. Zhou, do you happen to know the origin of these two things?"
The reason he asked was because he had noticed that the antique-looking small knife was very old, and even the envelope was yellowed and timeworn, as if it had never been opened by anyone.
