I Have A Dual World Seal

Lu Zheng returned home at three quarters past the hour of the pig. By this time, most of the people on the streets had dispersed. Yet the lanterns still shone brightly, warding off the cold night wind and illuminating the promise of spring in the coming year.

Lu Zheng glanced next door and noticed the Liu Family had already turned off their lights and gone to sleep. He then traveled back to the modern era to reply to some messages, washed up, and traveled back to ancient times to sleep.

Moonlight like water, a delightful time as if in a dream.

The shadow of peach blossoms falls, the beauty is before me.

"Lu Lang~"

Lu Zheng blinked and found himself suddenly in Shen Ying's boudoir.

"Lu Lang, during the Lantern Festival, I've already prepared wine and lit red candles. I wonder if Lu Lang would grace me with your presence, to chat with me?"

Shen Ying's voice was quite plaintive, as Lu Zheng had not visited her for half a month.

Lu Zheng smiled awkwardly because of the matter with the Southern Border Wizard; he had been homebound for ten days.

Now, ten days had passed, and Lu Zheng speculated that either the Southern Border Wizard had been captured by the Anomaly Suppression Bureau or had certainly fled to another region.

So...

Lu Zheng decisively said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, dear wife, I'll be there shortly."

...

The next day, just as Lu Zheng got up, a constable from the County Government Office came to ask him to visit, as Lord Duan of the Yizhou Anomaly Suppression Bureau had arrived and requested a meeting with Lu Zheng.

County Government Office, back hall.

"Lord Duan!"

"Young Master Lu!"

Duan Changzai was still dressed in his black attire, sitting in the hall sipping tea.

Lu Zheng took a seat and smiled, "Lord Duan, are you in charge of Tonglin County?"

Duan Changzai laughed heartily, "What a coincidence, I happened to be on an official investigation near Tonglin County yesterday. Early this morning, upon entering the city, Chief Liu informed me of this matter, so I invited you over for a chat."

Lu Zheng's eyes flashed, "Official investigation?"

Duan Changzai nodded, "You should know about this, as Daoist Yuan Jing had reported the news to the Anomaly Suppression Bureau, which you helped to uncover."

Lu Zheng nodded solemnly, "Indeed, it was something discovered from two little demons."

After a moment's pause, Lu Zheng hesitated and asked, "Has the Anomaly Suppression Bureau not caught him yet?"

Duan Changzai shook his head, "The person dresses, looks, and behaves no differently than us. As long as they don't reveal their aura or act, they can disguise themselves as ordinary people. Unless we meet them face-to-face, they are indeed hard to find.

We have investigated the demon nests around various counties in these few days and have found a few that had previous contact with him.

However, he is adept at the Skin Painting Technique, never showing his true face upon appearing, which makes him quite cunning."

"Skin Painting Technique..."

Duan Changzai nodded, his face somber, "We have examined those few human skins, all of whom were common people who recently went missing from the Great Jing Border within the past two months."

Lu Zheng grimaced slightly.

Duan Changzai waved his hand, and a few portraits appeared on the table.

"I already asked Chief Liu to investigate according to these portraits in the county. Young Master Lu, take a look as well. If you encounter them, you can act directly."

"Hiss—"

Duan Changzai's words were quite bold, but Lu Zheng dared not follow them heedlessly.

Act directly, and then be sent off directly?

Perhaps noticing Lu Zheng's hesitation, Duan Changzai reassured, "Don't worry, these Southern Border Wizards are like rats in the earth. Though their spells seem erratic and unpredictable, most are actually silver-plated wax spears, just for show. Your Daoist and Martial Dual Cultivation will not be weaker than theirs."

Lu Zheng thought of the "White Bamboo Curse" he had learned and figured perhaps the wizard's spells were indeed like that for the most part.

However, the forces able to hold a position in the Southern Border and block the Central Plains' southward advances, stopping even the Great Jing Dynasty, naturally would not have such weak core strength as described by Duan Changzai.

Daring to secretly infiltrate the Great Jing Dynasty to act, they should not be either the higher-ups or the lowest cannon fodder. One who can negotiate equally with hundred-year-old demons and make promises likely has over a hundred years of Dao practice.

Lu Zheng took the portraits and, after flipping through them briefly, memorized the four faces consisting of two men and two women.

All had average, unremarkable appearances; they were the kind you would forget after seeing once on the street, indicating the person was indeed experienced.

After settling the matter, Duan Changzai stood up and together with Lu Zheng, went to the government office entrance, where two constables were waiting, each holding the reins of a horse. One horse was empty, while the other had a middle-aged man tied up on it, who was the man from the night before who used the Beast Creation Technique to abduct children.

Lu Zheng glanced at him, and the man shivered, fearfully avoiding Lu Zheng's gaze.

Duan Changzai mounted his horse, nodded at the people of the County Government Office, cupped his hands toward Lu Zheng, and then took the reins of the adjacent horse, spurring his horse onward.

...

Watching Duan Changzai leave, Lu Zheng sighed and slowly headed towards Renxin Hall.

Along the way, he looked around; after seeing those portraits, now every unfamiliar face seemed to him to be that Southern Border Wizard.

No hope left...

Just as he reached the entrance and turned to go inside, he saw from the side a man hastily approaching, carrying a dazed-looking old man on his back.

Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, paused his step, and then stepped aside from the doorway.

"Thank you, Young Master!" The man passed by, nodding and bowing repeatedly to express his gratitude, then carried the old man inside the clinic.

Lu Zheng's gaze sharpened, watching his back for a long time before moving forward.

The next moment, a woman with small, quick steps swiftly walked past Lu Zheng from behind, brushing past him, stirring a light breeze.

As Lu Zheng turned to enter the door, they gently bumped into each other.

The woman turned back and exchanged a glance with Lu Zheng.

Hmm, an ordinary appearance, with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes and pronounced nasolabial folds. Although her features weren't bad, perhaps due to years of hard work, she looked aged.

Perhaps feeling a bit embarrassed under Lu Zheng's gaze, the woman gave a shy smile, retracted her gaze, then turned and walked into Renxin Hall.

Lu Zheng slowly exhaled, blinked, and followed inside.

Lu Zheng walked into Renxin Hall, only to find that there weren't many patients at the clinic today.

Well, Tonglin County isn't a significant county connected by both land and water; there are just tens of thousands of people in the county. Usually, the common folk endure small ailments; how could there be so many patients?

The man lined up at the door, helped the old man to sit on a chair, and used his sleeve to wipe the saliva at the old man's mouth.

Lu Zheng nodded approvingly, a filial son indeed.

Meanwhile, the woman sat quietly behind the man, her eyes wandering as she looked at the man and the old man while playing with the silk handkerchief in her hands, lightly twisting her fingers; she seemed a bit... anxious?

As Lu Zheng walked past these two, he saw that in front of the man sat an old woman with a troubled face, dressed in tattered clothes, holding a vacant-eyed boy with one hand and carrying a bamboo basket with the other; the basket contained a dozen eggs and a bundle of wild vegetables.

Lu Zheng glanced at the boy and immediately recognized him as mentally impaired, a condition known in modern times as Down syndrome.

This issue is genetically determined and incurable; in modern times, it's directly screened through prenatal testing, and if identified, it's usually aborted.

As for the Great Jing Dynasty...

Perhaps extracting the soul could eliminate the influence of the body?

…

"Lu Lang!"

Seeing Lu Zheng appear, Liu Qingyan showed a hint of joy but did not rise to greet him, instead continuing to feel the pulse of the patient in front of her.

"You work, I'll help you."

Lu Zheng waved to greet Elder Liu, then went to the corner to wash his hands with soap in the copper basin, sat in another spot, and gestured to the patients lined up behind, "Come over, I can see you here too."

A few patients who knew Lu Zheng's capabilities and weren't suffering from severe illnesses immediately approached his consultation desk.

However, Lu Zheng noticed that the man with the old man, the old woman with the child, and the lone woman didn't come over.

Instead, the patients in line ahead of them came forward.

Lu Zheng withdrew his gaze, reassuring himself not to be overly suspicious. There were many unfamiliar faces; not all could be enemies, perhaps they were all here for his reputation?

Meanwhile, Lu Zheng's hands continually placed on the turned-up wrist of the first patient's hand.

After a moment of diagnosis, Lu Zheng furrowed his brows, blinked, and looked at the pale and chubby hand before him, "Switch hands."

The other hand was also pale and chubby.

After taking the pulse again, Lu Zheng couldn't help but look up, inexplicably staring at the chubby, seemingly thirty-year-old, carefree landlord in front of him and gently asking, "Do you feel physically weak, with red eyes, hot all over, restless at night, and loss of appetite?"

"Yes, yes, the doctor hit the nail on the head!"

The portly landlord was full of surprise, nodding repeatedly, "I just married my seventh concubine, with daily affection and nightly care. Am I perhaps overexerting myself?

But I'm meticulous about nourishing, continuously taking ginseng, antler, tiger penis, seafood, wolfberry, without missing a beat?"

Countless glaring eyes shot over, yet the landlord remained oblivious, only looking worriedly at Lu Zheng, fearing he'd receive bad news from his mouth.

Lu Zheng sighed, first clenching his fist, then taking a deep breath, smiling, "If you increase your supplement dose by another thirty percent..."

"Would that be enough?" the landlord was slightly taken aback, pondering that perhaps he had overestimated his own body.

Indeed, a man must treat himself a bit better, supplement more; don't wait to regret when old.

Lu Zheng maintained his smile, continued, "You could supplement yourself to death. When your family holds a funeral, remember to invite me to the feast. I'll light a stick of incense for you."

The landlord was dumbfounded, his face turning a shade of green, while the entire clinic burst into delightful laughter.

"Supplementing... overdone?"

"Reduce the dosage by seventy percent, be sure to exercise more, and conduct affairs every other day!" Lu Zheng quipped, "Aren't you afraid of dying on a woman's belly, letting other men enjoy your women and spank your children?"

Even Liu Qingyan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the patients in the clinic burst into cheerful laughter.

"Hahaha—"

After seeing off the anxious, slightly green-tinged landlord, Lu Zheng smoothly tended to the subsequent few patients, diagnosing and prescribing.

They were all minor illnesses, easily handled.

When he had dealt with all the patients in front of him, he found that Liu Qingyan had also taken note of the young boy being held by the old woman.