"Unsolvable?" Ye Fan's face turned pale when he heard that.
"This Soul Dissolving Technique works directly on the soul. It's a metaphysical technique and is no longer a problem that can be solved by doctors," the old man said. "I've only heard about this Soul Dissolving Technique from the elders of the previous generation. I've never seen the person affected by it with my own eyes. I've only heard from the elders that there's no cure for the person affected by this technique. Even the caster can't do anything about it. "
Ye Fan felt as if he had been placed in an ice cellar. He felt cold from head to toe.
"Don't think too much about it," the old man said. "Wait until you see the person. Perhaps it's just a normal hypnosis technique. "
Ye Fan nodded. The only thing he could do now was to let the old man see Fujiwara No Chiko immediately. He would know what was going on then.
"Senior," Ye Fan turned to the old man behind him and said, "Let's continue on our way."
"Alright," the old man replied.
Ye Fan used the Soaring Technique again and continued flying in the direction of Zhou Mansion.
The two of them did not speak along the way. Ye Fan felt uneasy. He was worried that Fujiwara No Chiko was really affected by the Soul Dissolving Technique. It would be fine if it wasn't, but if it really was … Ye Fan did not dare to think about it. Ever since he found out that his beloved wife Fujiwara No Chiko had lost her memories, his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. He missed his beloved wife day and night. Even in his dreams, images of Fujiwara No Chiko filled his dreams. If his beloved wife really could not recover her original memories, he really did not know what to do. Perhaps he would feel so much guilt that he wished he was dead for the rest of his life.
The old man behind Ye Fan was also silent. He carefully thought back to the various amnesia techniques passed down by his ancestors and later developed by the Ye Family. He wanted to see if there were any good methods that could help. However, after thinking for a long time, he could not think of a way to cure this technique.
"Young man, don't worry." The old man was the first to break the silence. "If your wife is really affected by the Soul Dissolving Technique, I have an idea. You can try it. Maybe you can break the Soul Dissolving Technique."
"Really?" Ye Fan suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. "Senior, what do you have in mind?"
"Do you know Qing Chenzi?" The old man asked Ye Fan.
"Purple Sun Monastery's Monastery Master Qing Chenzi?" Ye Fan blurted out.
"That's right." The old man said, "This person's cultivation is extremely high, and his Dao techniques are exquisite. Perhaps, he might be able to help you. Since this Soul Dissolving Art is related to the soul, why don't you ask him for help? He's from the orthodox Daoism, and I'm sure he'll have a way to break this Soul Dissolving Art."
"Yeah." Ye Fan was enlightened. He had heard from his father, Ye Kong, that Qing Chenzi's Dao techniques were extremely exquisite. He had become the Monastery Master of the Purple Sun Monastery at such a young age. Back then, his father had even brought him to look for him to read his birth characters.
"Senior is right." Ye Fan said excitedly as he thought of this. "To be honest, Senior, Qing Chenzi and my father are close friends. If Chiko is really affected by the Soul Dissolving Technique, I can ask him for help."
"Haha, that's great." The old man smiled.
Ye Fan was overjoyed. With the help of the Ye Family and Qing Chenzi, it seemed like there was hope for his beloved wife to regain her memories.
The two of them traveled at lightning speed. After six hours, they arrived in the sky above the Zhou Manor.
"Senior, we're here." Ye Fan said as he slowly retracted his spirit energy. He landed in a secluded place and placed the old man down. It was already close to dawn, and the sky was slightly bright.
"What do you plan to do?" The old man asked Ye Fan.
"I'll go check out the situation first. If I see Chiko, I'll bring you up to the roof and observe her secretly. What do you think, Senior? "Ye Fan said.
"It's best if you can see her face to face. If it's too far away, I'm afraid it won't work." The old man said.
"This …" Ye Fan was a little troubled.
"It's best if you lure her out. I'll pretend to be a passerby and observe her secretly. That way, I'll be able to see clearly." The old man said.
"Lure her out?" Ye Fan pondered for a long time before saying, "Alright, I'll lure her out. Senior, you can act according to the situation outside."
"Don't worry, I know what to do." The old man said as he took out a small golden needle pouch. He took out a golden needle and handed it to Ye Fan. "There might be a hypnotic expert inside. These two needles can prevent you from being hypnotized. Hold this golden needle in your hand. If you feel that you're in a trance, use this needle to prick yourself. It can break the hypnosis technique. Remember, if you encounter a hypnotic expert, do not look into their eyes. Do you understand?"
"Senior, I'll remember." Ye Fan took the golden needle and held it in his hand. Then, he gently flipped over the back wall and onto the roof.
After reaching the roof, Ye Fan squatted down and circulated his spirit energy to his eyes and ears. He carefully observed every movement here. At this time, the courtyard was extremely quiet. No one was moving around. However, there were two people standing on the left and right of Fujiwara No Chiko's room. From their slightly bulging temples and extremely slow breathing, it could be seen that these two were not ordinary people. They were martial arts experts who cultivated both internal and external energy.
What should I do? Ye Fan was in a dilemma. It seemed that since last time, Fujiwara No Chiko had been protected. It was easy to deal with these two people, but he was afraid of making too much noise. This time, the main purpose of coming here was to let Ye Feixue's father see what kind of technique Fujiwara No Chiko was under. He did not come here to fight.
Ye Fan was in a dilemma. Suddenly, he remembered the golden needle in his hand. This golden needle was five inches long and extremely thin. It was similar to a strand of hair.
Ye Fan suddenly had an idea.
He broke the golden needle in two and held it in his hand. Using 50% of his spirit energy, he flung the two golden needles to the space between the eyebrows of the two people.
These golden needles were originally thin and did not make much noise. In addition, Ye Fan used 50% of his spirit energy. The speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the two experts outside the room did not have time to notice. The two golden needles easily pierced the two people's brains.
Although the two of them were experts who cultivated both internal and external energy, compared to Ye Fan's cultivation, it was like the difference between heaven and earth. The two people did not even make a sound. With a plop, they fell to the ground dead.
"Who is it?" Fujiwara No Chiko's voice came from inside the room. Then, the door opened. A familiar figure that Ye Fan yearned for day and night stood at the door.
Seeing Fujiwara No Chiko appear, Ye Fan's heart was filled with emotions. He wanted to rush over and hug her tightly. He wanted to tell her how much he missed her. But now was not the right time. Everything had to go according to plan.
Ye Fan saw that Fujiwara No Chiko had appeared. He immediately stood up and used his movement skill to float towards the door. He deliberately slowed down his speed in order to lure Fujiwara No Chiko to take the bait.
Sure enough, after Fujiwara No Chiko saw the two people lying dead at the door, she immediately used her movement skill to catch up from behind. The two people flew out of the courtyard one after the other.
After Ye Fan reached the door, he directly used 70% of his spirit energy. A shadow instantly disappeared. When Fujiwara No Chiko chased out of the door, Ye Fan had already disappeared.
Fujiwara No Chiko did not expect this person to be so agile. The distance between them was less than three or four feet. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
She cautiously searched around the door, but did not find anything. Just as she turned around and was about to push the door open to enter the courtyard, an old voice sounded behind her.
"Miss, may I ask if there are any pharmacies around here that provide medical services?"
Fujiwara No Chiko turned around and saw an old man in his fifties or sixties slowly walking towards her. This old man looked to be in his fifties. He was carrying a small wooden box on his back. His face was rosy and full of energy.
"Pharmacy?" Fujiwara No Chiko turned around and asked. Her eyes were full of suspicion.
"It's like this, I am an outsider. I pick ginseng for a living," the old man said, "I just picked a good ginseng a few days ago and wanted to come here to try my luck. This old man is unfamiliar with this place and unknowingly lost his way. I also used up all my traveling expenses, so I want to find a pharmacy to sell my ginseng. After exchanging it for money, I want to quickly go home. I wonder if you can make it convenient for this old man to find a pharmacy with a fair price. This old man will thank you in advance. "The old man said and bowed to Fujiwara No Chiko.
"Where is this old man from?" Fujiwara No Chiko asked. "Since you have good ginseng, why don't you go to a bustling place to sell it? Why did you come to this small town? It can't be sold at a good price here." Fujiwara No Chiko said and walked towards the old man. The old man had just left and this old man appeared. How could Fujiwara No Chiko not be suspicious? Moreover, it was early in the morning and the pharmacy was not open yet. This old man's words were full of loopholes.
"Sigh." The old man sighed and said, "I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me, but I live in a small town not far from here. Although my family is not rich, we live a good life. However, my only son is always idle and lazy. A few days ago, because of a small matter on the street, he accidentally beat up a person and seriously injured him. The person who was beaten up is the son of the local county magistrate. How can we afford to offend him? The other party said that they want a thousand taels of silver. If we don't pay, my unfilial son's life will be in danger. I sold my family property and barely managed to gather six hundred taels of silver. Fortunately, there is still an old ginseng at home. This old man is afraid of losing face, so he came here to look for these old ginseng and sell it to save my unfilial son. My family has only had one son for three generations. Please don't lose it when it comes to me. "As he said this, the old man covered his face and cried.
Fujiwara No Chiko heard this and frowned, "Old man, can you let me see your ginseng?"
"Okay, okay." The old man wiped his tears and took out a yellow cloth bag from his body. After opening it, there was indeed a ginseng inside. The old man handed the ginseng to Fujiwara No Chiko. Fujiwara No Chiko reached out and took it.
Sure enough, it was freshly unearthed ginseng. Fujiwara No Chiko thought to herself. It seemed that she was too suspicious.
"Old man, you must be careful with such a good ginseng. Don't let bad people take it away from you." Fujiwara No Chiko said as she handed the ginseng back to the old man, "I just came here not long ago, so I don't know which medicine shop has a fair price. Why don't you go and ask someone else? "
"Miss, you are not a local?" The old man asked.
Fujiwara No Chiko shook her head, "I have only been here for a few days, so I am not familiar with this place."
"Judging from your accent, you are not a local, right?" The old man put the ginseng into his arms and asked casually.
"My parents died when I was young. Later, my uncle sent me to Japan to learn martial arts. I just came back a few days ago." Fujiwara No Chiko said.
"I see," the old man said, "Then I will go ask someone else. Sorry to disturb you." The old man said as he turned to leave.
"Old man, please wait." Fujiwara No Chiko said.
The old man stopped and turned to look at Fujiwara No Chiko.
"Old man, when you ask someone else, don't say that you are selling ginseng. Just say that you are sick and want to see a doctor. Don't trust others easily." Fujiwara No Chiko said as she took out an ingot of silver from her arms and stuffed it into the old man's hand, "Take this fifty taels of silver. You are so old, you will need it in the future."
"No, no," the old man hurriedly refused, "How can an old man like me take your silver? No, no."
"Just take it. Be careful on the road." Fujiwara No Chiko said as she stuffed the silver back into the old man's hand. Then, she turned and pushed the door open to enter the courtyard.
Ye Fan, who was standing on a big tree a few dozen feet away, heard the conversation between the two clearly. Chiko was still Chiko. Although she had lost her original memories, she was still so kind.
His lover was right in front of him, but he couldn't reunite with her. Only he could understand how it felt. On the other hand, he also admired the old man's adaptability. If he didn't know in advance, he would have believed the old man's words to Fujiwara No Chiko. Ye Fan thought as he gently landed on the ground from the tree.
At this moment, the old man was also walking towards him. From the old man's furrowed brows, Ye Fan understood most of what had happened. It seemed that Qianzi had not been hypnotized. Instead, he had been affected by the Soul Dissolving Technique.
"Senior, how is it?" Ye Fan asked after bringing the old man to the tree. Although he already knew the result, he still hoped that his inference was wrong.
"The Soul Dissolving Technique." The old man frowned.
"Senior, are you sure?" Ye Fan asked.
"This woman is conscious. Her eyes are clear. She is cautious. Her words are watertight. She is scheming but kind. There are no signs of her being hypnotized." The old man said, "From all the signs, she must have been under the influence of the Soul Dissolving Technique."
"It seems that I have to make a trip to the Purple Sun Temple." Ye Fan sighed.
"This old man is ashamed that I wasn't able to help." The old man said guiltily.
"Senior, what are you saying? No matter what, I still have to thank you." Ye Fan said, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know what happened to Chiko."
"There's no time to lose. Go to the Purple Sun Temple and ask the temple master, Qing Chenzi, to see if he has a way to restore your wife's memory." The old man said, "This old man will immediately report this matter to the Tian Yi Hall and see if the Tian Yi Hall has any way to help you."
Ye Fan was grateful after hearing this. The Tian Yi Hall was no small matter. It was the pinnacle of medical expertise. If he could get the help of the Tian Yi Hall, there was a high chance of restoring Chiko's memory. Ye Fan immediately bowed to the old man. "Senior's great kindness, Ye Fan will definitely repay it in the future."
"Let's not talk about this for now." The old man helped Ye Fan up. "Saving your wife is more important. You should go to the Purple Sun Temple now."
"I'll send Senior home first, then go to the Purple Sun Temple." Ye Fan said.
"No need, no need." The old man waved his hand as he took off his flawless robe and handed it to Ye Fan. "Business is more important. I'll find a carriage to go back. You are now wanted by the imperial court. This old man's home is your home. No matter what the result of your trip to the Purple Sun Temple is, remember to come back and tell this old man that I have no use for this robe. It will be returned to its rightful owner."
"Then Senior, please be careful." Ye Fan took the robe and said. As the saying goes, great kindness can't be thanked with words. Saying more would make it seem bad.
Ye Fan had an inexplicable sense of closeness to this old man. Perhaps it was because he was part of the Ye Family in his previous life. Ye Fan thought. And this old man also felt like an old friend to Ye Fan at first sight, as if he was his own family.
"Don't worry about this old man." The old man waved his hand. "Go."
Ye Fan nodded, put on the flawless robe, and turned to leave.
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