Chapter 840 — How to Cure Illness?
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That was why Zhen Dazhou's home held any number of offerings to ghosts, foxes, immortals, and spirits of every kind. What he had never expected was that the more he feared a thing, the more surely it came for him. He had barely arrived in Songshan City when trouble struck!
Looking at his son — mouth crooked, eyes askew, one leg dragging lame — Zhen Dazhou's heart ached terribly. "Son, quick, beg the great immortals to protect you and make you right again, fast as can be!"
"Right, right!" Frightened half to death, Zhen Yingjun hurriedly began praying in his heart.
Zou Tiandi turned and left the room where the Zhen father and son were lodged. He did not go to contact any great immortal — not yet. Instead, he called his son, Zou Ruoguang.
Zou Tiandi had watched Zhen Yingjun storm off in a rage but had not dared chase after him; better to let the man cool his head on his own. Zou Ruoguang was no fool either. He was already turning it over in his mind: Zhen Yingjun had offended Wei Zhao, so ought he not keep his distance from now on? This was not a man one could be friends with — get dragged down along with him and you were finished!
"Dad, is something the matter?" Zou Ruoguang answered his father's call.
"Ruoguang, do you know what's happened to Zhen Yingjun?" Zou Tiandi asked. "He's been possessed!"
"Possessed? What do you mean?" Zou Ruoguang froze. He had meant to tell his father about Zhen Yingjun offending Wei Zhao, to urge him to keep his distance and not bring trouble on the Zou family — but then he heard that Zhen Yingjun had been possessed, and he was struck dumb, unable to make sense of it. "How is he possessed? Wasn't he perfectly fine before?"
"Oh? You didn't know? That's right — he got possessed after he played billiards, on his way out..." So Zou Tiandi recounted for his son the whole process of how Zhen Yingjun had come to be possessed, and then said, "Ruoguang, you're all right, aren't you? If you're all right, then keep your distance from that fellow Zhen Yingjun. Don't let him drag you down with him!"
"Dad, that's just what I was about to talk to you about!" Hearing how Zhen Yingjun had come to be possessed, Zou Ruoguang felt all the more certain: the Zhen father and son must be cut loose at once, no more mixing with them. Offending Wei Zhao meant certain death! He said hurriedly, "Dad, how is that being possessed? Do you know who he offended? Do you know who he was playing billiards with?"
"Oh? Not possession? Who did he offend?" Zou Tiandi was taken aback. It sounded as though his son knew the truth.
"He offended Great Immortal Lin!" Zou Ruoguang said, a note of fear in his voice. "The man he played billiards with was a friend of Great Immortal Lin's. He made Great Immortal Lin unhappy, so of course he's ended up like this! Dad, didn't you say it yourself — Great Immortal Lin is almighty, omnipotent!"
"Gah!" The moment Zou Tiandi heard the name Great Immortal Lin, he nearly jumped out of his skin. So that was why Zhen Yingjun had turned into such a pitiful wreck — he had offended Wei Zhao! That made perfect sense now! Offend Wei Zhao, and no great immortal under Heaven could help you!
"Ruoguang, those Zhens, father and son both, are regular calamities. It seems this cooperation talk with them is a total loss. I wouldn't dare keep playing along with them — let them work out their casino-ship business on their own. Get them sent packing at once, before they drag the Zou family down with them!" Zou Tiandi spoke with instant resolve.
"Exactly, that's what I was thinking too. Zhen Yingjun doesn't know death when he sees it — he still had designs on those two girls around Wei Zhao. I even warned him that Wei Zhao is formidable, but he wouldn't listen. And what happened? He's landed himself in trouble, hasn't he?" Zou Ruoguang sighed.