Alam Mandala
Finally arrived

Time passed quickly and without feeling the night had fallen. Throughout that day, Meng Lin just sat down to read and occasionally stood up to eat, then came back again.

He never did anything else but that. When he felt the air outside was already unhealthy, he then went in and finally slept soundly.

But in the middle of the night he woke up again and his stomach hurt. His pain made him scream and the sleeping servants woke up and approached him.

They guessed that if Meng Lin was going to give birth, then from that, an old woman who had been prepared appeared then examined Meng Lin's body, but from that examination, it was, there was no sign that she was about to give birth, leaving the woman confused, so she ordered another servant to call the physician.

The physician then came and asked what Meng Lin was feeling.

“Of course it hurts!” Meng Lin replied snapping while enduring the pain. His face looked very pale and the lines were clearly visible. Her beautiful expression was replaced with an expression that the servants had never seen.

The physician then held onto Meng Lin's stomach trying to sense something. He closed his eyes for a moment, but then opened his eyes again, and looked wide in disbelief. The healer felt an extremely gripping negative aura from Meng Lin's stomach. Then, he unconsciously bounced and ended up crashing into the wooden wall that was there.

He was immediately unconscious after spewing blood.

The shocked servants then looked at Meng Lin and they then felt fear as a black aura slowly came out that was filled with a negative aura.

The servants then screamed and came out letting Meng Lin there alone.

Meng Lin felt that all her hopes were shattered and that what she had suspected was true, she had been pregnant with a demonic child.

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Three days passed after that event. The incident became popular among the people of Jiangsu. They began to search whether it was true or not, some also believed and used it to bring down the governor who had ruled them for years, but not a few also considered it nonsense.

But, that was the truth, Chao Ming's wife felt pain in her stomach and was treated at home by a saint. That person would light three incense sticks daily and pray that the evil spirits that were interfering with Meng Lin's contents go from inside her stomach. But, it was only able to restrain those spirits from hurting him.

While Meng Lin who saw him just resignedly slept on the bed with both eyes dim like rain clouds filled with water.

Every day, he would feel a tremendous pain from his stomach then shout loudly and everyone would not dare to help him, except the saint. He immediately approached Meng Lin and chanted a prayer.

While elsewhere, Chao Ming who had no choice ordered the soldier who had previously reported about the woman who could heal and knew about what had happened to his wife, ordered to look for her.

But he came back and said the woman did not want to visit the residence and ordered Chao Ming to come to her place.

He was a man the empire sent to guard him. A middle-aged lung man who wears a long Epee to fight.

Chao Ming and his guards finally arrived at night and then looked at the path filled with yellow bamboo on the sides.

The road was made of mossy wooden planks, but it provided another beauty.

Bamboo groves curved inward and some birds chirped on the branches there.

The moon glows partly above the sky like a banana cut, and the weather is bright without clouds, making the shadows of Bamboo look so clear and the road looks very beautiful and bright.

When the wind blew there would be a loud dry sound from the bamboo and some of the leaves then fell.

Looking ahead, who knew where the woman's house was, Chao Ming felt reluctant to go there, but, for his wife's sake, he had no other choice.

The winding path feels creepy, especially in addition to the hoard of bamboo.

He then convinced himself and was about to step up, but his guard asked, “Are you really going?”

Chao Ming stopped. If asked like that, of course he would not want to go there. Aside from being the governor, he was also the one who had killed dozens of lives over the years, and surely he had many enemies, although many years were nowhere to be seen in his view. But, for his wife's sake, he had to do it. He then nodded. “I'm sure.”

He then walked with his guard.

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Meanwhile, at the end of the path, there was a house with walls made of woven bamboo and with a thatched roof. The color has turned yellow and there are some gaps in the roofs. People will be able to see the moon and the stars from its crevices.

Bing jiazhi sat comfortably in the small room there. His black clothes seemed to be almost fused with the darkness of the night. He was cross-legged and the sword of spring misfortune was on his lap. Closing his eyes, he waited for someone to open the old door in front of him.

While outside, Zhizhu sat on the roof of the house. Every now and then he pulled his sword from the shell and saw the reflection of his face there.

Then, after a while, he finally vaguely saw two people approaching. He then stood up and murmured, “Finally arrived.”