jdhmnovel Chapter 363: A Cracked Compass
Chapter 363: A Cracked Compass
Along the way, Zhou Zheng saw almost no pedestrians in the huge Mortal Realm Church, but he didn't have time to pay attention to this.
After rushing into the house, he gently placed Shen Jia'an on the bed, and hurriedly searched the house for various potentially useful spiritual objects and magical tools, trying to find a way to wake Shen Jia'an up.
At this moment, Shen Jia'an, though seemingly still unconscious, was gradually regaining consciousness amidst the chaotic darkness. He could sense Zhou Zheng's anxiety and panic, and sneered inwardly, his greedy desires surging within him.
He knew very well how important Shen Jia'an was to Zheng Ting and Zhou Zheng. It was a pity that he was the six-eared macaque created by the power of resentment, and not the silly young master.
Zhou Zheng, who was busy beside him, tried many methods, but Shen Jia'an's health still showed no improvement. He sat on the bed tiredly, muttering to himself, "What on earth happened to you?"
But Liu'er Mihou pretended to be unconscious, as if he was watching a monkey show, waiting for Zhou Zheng to leave.
He knew that once Zhou Zheng left, he would be able to come and go freely within the Mortal Realm Church. If he obtained the secret treasure of the Mortal Realm Church, Zhou Zheng and his wife, as well as the entire Mortal Realm Church, would become stepping stones for him to reach a higher peak of power and strength.
As time went by, Zhou Zheng's energy gradually ran out. He stayed by Shen Jia'an's bed, feeling even more panicked. Finally, he sighed and walked out the door, intending to find Zheng Ting.
Shen Jia'an seized the opportunity and slowly opened his eyes. The greed in them was no longer hidden. He gently stood up and tiptoed towards the entrance of a secret room in the house. He seemed to know that there was a treasure hidden there that could help him reduce the pain...
At this moment, the top leaders of the Mortal Realm Church were deeply mired in planning to infiltrate the internal affairs of the Church of Light, and were so busy that they were dizzy and overwhelmed.
Although Zheng Ting only holds the title of doctor in the church, she has a very deep connection with the vice president of the Mortal Realm Church, so she still has a certain say in many matters and can have a say.
The man standing beside her, talking incessantly and muttering to himself, was a prophet in the Mortal Realm Church.
He was seen holding the compass tightly in his right hand, while three fingers of his left hand were gently pinching a wrinkled and wrinkled piece of letter paper. He was muttering to himself, as if he was talking to some mysterious power, or trying to decipher the mystery hidden on the letter paper.
When Zhou Zheng arrived at the scene, he was shocked to find that the prophet had suddenly discarded the compass he treasured and rushed towards the door like an arrow. The two were caught off guard and collided head-on.
"Hey, Old He, can't you walk more slowly..." Zhou Zheng rubbed his forehead which was hurt by the collision with a grimace, and subconsciously took two steps back to make way for He Jinli so that he could pass smoothly.
He Jinli laughed awkwardly twice, waved his hand casually, and then ran away without looking back. His figure quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Zheng Ting, perceptive enough to notice the commotion at the door, bent down to pick up the piece of paper He Jinli had just held, then strode briskly toward Zhou Zheng. Unexpectedly, they both spoke simultaneously, their expressions distinct, "I have something to tell you."
"Come with me quickly, someone needs you to save--" Zhou Zheng's voice was filled with anxiety and fear. Before he finished speaking, Zheng Ting tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of confusion, and asked, "What happened?"
As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, held it gently in her hand, and gently wiped the mud off Zhou Zheng's shoulders.
Zhou Zheng hurriedly took the handkerchief, not caring much about anything else. He wiped his face and body a few times, then grabbed Zheng Ting's hand and strode out the door in a hurry, saying as he walked, "Xiao An is in trouble. I tried everything but still can't feel his pulse..."
When Zheng Ting heard this, he was stunned at first, then he pulled his hand away from Zhou Zheng's hand, reached out and touched Zhou Zheng's forehead and ears with a look of suspicion, then put his slender fingers on the inside of Zhou Zheng's palm, felt it carefully, and said.
"You don't even have a fever, why are you talking nonsense? Xiao An is fine, why are you hoping something bad will happen to him?"
As she spoke, she stuffed the crumpled letter into Zhou Zheng's hands and said, "Look, I just received a letter from him. He said he had successfully found his friend and is currently cultivating in a secret realm. He will be back safely in a week at most."
When Zhou Zheng heard this, his body shook violently. He hurriedly picked up the letter, held it in front of his eyes, and read it carefully for a long time. Only then did he struggle to judge from the lines that Shen Jiaan was indeed safe and sound. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Then... who was the person he just risked his life to save???
Zhou Zheng briefly told Zheng Ting the whole story, but their conversation instantly attracted the attention of others.
那人瞧了眼正在忙碌的众人，凑上前来，压低声音说道：“你们还不知道吧？那光明教会来了一位神使大人，据说去的第一天就把你们那视为宝贝疙瘩的沈家安揍得满地找牙呢，如今就连那容红鸢都被其牢牢控制住了。”
Hearing this, Zheng Ting and Zhou Zheng both looked up in astonishment. When their eyes met, they both saw deep speechlessness and confusion in each other's eyes. Zheng Ting carefully smoothed and unfolded the letter again, holding it out to him, motioning him to take a closer look.
In Shen Jiaan's letter, it was clearly written that the envoy of God was a good friend whom he had not met for a long time, so how could he fight with him?
Zheng Ting didn't care whether his "pig teammate" had finished reading the letter. He snatched the letter from his hand, folded it carefully, and put it in his arms.
Then he grabbed Zhou Zheng and shouted to a few people, and the group rushed towards Zheng Ting's residence in a mighty manner.
No one noticed that the compass, which was carefully crafted from fine materials and left on the ground by He Jinli just now, suddenly had a tiny crack.
Then, as if driven by a mysterious force, the gilded compass needle began to spin frantically, finally pointing abruptly to the word "empty," as if foreshadowing a great crisis or hinting at some unknown secret about to surface...