Chapter 0002: Opening the Spiritual Aperture

Little River

What!

Immediately, Jiang Ziya formed a seal with his right hand and chanted incantations. Finally, he shouted: "Today, by the decree of the Supreme Primordial, I open the spiritual orifices that have yet to be awakened. If you do not awaken now, when will you?"

In Lu Chuan's eyes, there was a glimmer of spirit as he stood up from the ground in a somewhat dazed manner, looking at the crowd around him and asking in a daze, "Who are you all?"

Song Yiren's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and at that moment he also saw the boy rolling around in the courtyard, letting out a soft sigh

Jiang Ziya was taken aback when he saw Lu Chuan collapse, his fingers swiftly calculating as he murmured, "This is not right, once the spiritual aperture is opened, there should be no problem, so why..."

Bang

Something is seriously wrong

Meat, the baby wants to eat meat

Once these words were spoken, upon seeing the golden chicken leg, "Lu Chuan" truly ceased to cry and throw a tantrum

And wait!

Then, Jiang Ziya pointed at the boy on the ground who was eating chicken, and the spiritual talisman made a "whoosh" sound, transforming into a beam of light that entered the boy's heavenly spirit.

Lu Chuan discovered that pretending to be unconscious is not always easy, as he experienced a significant failure this time

Yes, he does not know these people

Jiang Ziya lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then gazed at the young man for a while before suddenly smiling and saying: "Little brother, over the years I have ascended the mountain to learn the way. Although I have not yet attained the celestial path, I do possess some discernment. May I ask if the two of you would allow me to take a look and give him a diagnosis?"

After a moment, Jiang Ziya stood up and nodded at the young man on the ground, saying, "I see."

Just now, when Lu Chuan said this, they couldn't understand even a single word

After speaking, he walked down the steps and slowly approached the boy who was throwing a tantrum in the center of the venue. Song Yiren, Butler Lu, and several other guests quickly came over to watch.

A look of confusion first appeared on his face as he raised his head to glance at the crowd, and a spark of life emerged in his dazed and foolish eyes. Unaware, he let the half-eaten chicken leg fall to the ground.

If this is not a dream, then it would be better to be in a coma; in such circumstances, a coma is undoubtedly the best choice, as it allows you time to understand what has happened

At this point, he suddenly turned his back, his shoulders trembling slightly, yet he could no longer continue speaking

Something is not right

Then, all their gazes were fixed on Jiang Ziya, eager to see what abilities he possessed

Jiang Ziya smiled, reached out with his left hand to pat the head of the quiet young man, while his right hand began to calculate.

Jiang Ziya did not answer his question, but instead watched the young man frown in thought for a moment, and suddenly said to the crowd: "Everyone, please step back a little."

Then they saw that after this loud shout, the originally engrossed fool "Lu Chuan" suddenly paused his actions and slowly raised his head

He quickly got up, snatched the chicken leg, and sat down quietly on the ground, eating it voraciously. After taking a few bites, he would look up and give a silly grin to everyone, causing those watching to be both amused and exasperated.

His last thought before falling into a coma was that Mandarin had not yet become widespread in this world

Lu Liang said nervously, "Mr. Jiang, is there still hope for my son?"

Then, Jiang Ziya used his right hand to form a sword finger, secretly channeling the magical power within his body, and swiftly traced it above Lu Chuan's head, soon outlining a glowing golden spiritual talisman.

Lu Chuan suddenly shivered, blinked his eyes, and then abruptly closed them, falling straight down.

Once completed, the talisman radiated a brilliant golden light, leaving the onlookers in awe, their mouths agape, marveling at the spectacle

"Alright, alright, my son is fine..."

Song Yiren said: "He is just getting older, but his intelligence has not increased. Now he has the appearance of a sixteen-year-old body, yet his mind is not as developed as that of a three-year-old child. What do you say about this..."

But they can still see.

If I didn't fall on my face, why does my face hurt so much

What the heck, am I not time-traveling?

The crowd quickly stepped back a few paces, clearing the area, leaving only Jiang Ziya and the fool Lu Chuan in the center.

Upon hearing the other party speak, Lu Chuan's expression suddenly changed. What is this old man saying?

Lu Chuan looked around suspiciously. He had originally stayed up late to rewatch the mythological drama from his childhood, but how did he wake up to ... ...

After a brief moment of contemplation, Jiang Ziya smiled slightly, stood up, parted the crowd, and broke off a golden chicken leg from a table of feasting. He squatted down and handed the chicken leg up, saying with a smile, "Xiao Chuan, do you see what this is?"

A look of pain and discomfort appeared on his face

Lu Liang also looked at Jiang Ziya eagerly, like a drowning person seeing a straw

Not a single one is recognized

Child!

It is ! ''

Dialect? Foreign language?

Uncle, please stop howling, my ears hurt

However, the foolish young man was merely rolling on the ground, incessantly shouting that he wanted to eat meat. He glanced at him but chose to ignore him.

Lu Liang could not help but rush forward, looking at the unconscious Lu Chuan, shaking him and calling out: "Wake up, what is wrong with you?"

Jiang Ziya squatted down beside the young boy, smiling kindly: "Xiao Chuan, Xiao Chuan..."

Song Yiren's eyes lit up, and he said anxiously, "Oh? Could it be that my brother has a method to cure this ailment? If there truly is a way to treat it, I would be grateful if my esteemed younger brother could lend a hand to help Steward Lu and the others."

Where am I

Hmm?

However

This loud shout was like a sudden clap of thunder above everyone's heads, instantly causing a sharp pain in their eardrums, leaving their minds blank and rendering them unable to hear anything for a long while

This is either a dream, or...

Go!

At this moment, Jiang Ziya took a step forward and called out, looking at the young man in the arena, "Elder brother, Steward Lu, what is the situation with that young man?"

Lu Liang urgently said: "Mr. Jiang, take a look at this..."

Lu Liang shouted excitedly upon seeing the spark of inspiration in his son's eyes; he had never been this happy in his life

Dear brother, is Xiaoguan really doing well

This ... ...

Dear brother, that young man is the son of Butler Lu, named Lu Chuan. He was born three months later than Yu'er, but he has been mentally impaired since birth

A middle-aged man was shaking as he cried out loud, uttering words in a language he could not understand, and shaking his head to the point of dizziness, his head banging against the ground

It doesn't sound like it at all!

Mental deficiency, mental deficiency ... ...

In the moment when the pain from falling to the ground hit him, Lu Chuan realized that this was not a dream

Jiang Ziya smiled and said: "I cannot guarantee a complete cure, but I can assure you that it is worth a look."

Lu Liang's eyes were slightly red, his head lowered with a look of guilt, and he was about to turn around and go down at the sound.

It is indeed a long sigh.

Butler Lu was taken aback for a moment and sighed, "Alas, Mr. Jiang, what a sin it is, all the sins I have committed in this life, to have given birth to such a calamity, I..."

Regardless, Butler Lu, you... you should first coax him and take him down. It is somewhat inappropriate for him to be out today

It is not a problem

In the end, he truly lost consciousness.

Song Yiren looked at Jiang Ziya and said, "What dialect is this... how come we cannot understand it?"

Upon waking up to find so many strangers surrounding him, he felt a bit dazed and somewhat uncomfortable, experiencing a sense of unease that sent shivers down his spine

Wait a moment, these buildings and the styles of clothing they are wearing are too old, even older than the costumes seen in historical dramas on television