The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 556: Chapter 556: Paradise!
 

Huang Xiaolong and Ying Aoshan, hand in hand, ventured into the poisonous fog.

In the lingering rays of the setting sun, the dense white fog reeked of a rotten and sour smell, limiting visibility to just about ten meters around them.

“Little Long, we should be able to cross this barrier of poisonous fog and reach the ancestral land of the Ying Family in about half an hour,” Ying Aoshan whispered into Huang Xiaolong’s ear.

Huang Xiaolong grinned and nodded. After ingesting the antidote fruit, his body emitted a scent similar to fishwort, which remarkably repelled the poisonous fog, preventing it from touching him.

Huang Xiaolong saw several skeletons scattered across the ground.

Some were humans, others were of wild beasts. Evidently, all had accidentally entered the poisonous fog and succumbed to it, leaving behind only horrifying skeletal remains.

After about twenty minutes, the poisonous fog started thinning. Looking ahead, dots of lamplight appeared, almost as if they were approaching a bustling town.

Finally—

The fog cleared!

Their vision filled with sudden brightness!

Before them stood an ancient city built against a mountain, a plethora of lights blazing across it.

These were not modern electric lights, but ancient oil lamps, lanterns, candles, and palace lamps. Yet because of their abundance, they illuminated the entire city.

Within the city, there were numerous remainders of ruined walls, displaying a desolation that spoke of times past. Some ancient buildings, retrofitted and repaired, were still in use. There were also a plethora of recently constructed buildings maintaining the ancient architecture style.

The residences were mainly constructed with adobe bricks, the city walls were mostly rammed earth, and there were some made of stone. The streets were primarily even dirt roads.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

There were several elaborate courtyards, abundant with lush vegetation.

All in all, the place almost perfectly reproduced the living conditions of our ancient ancestors. More accurately, it was built according to the architectural style of the Warring States Period, during the time of the Qin Dynasty.

A rough estimate suggested that this ancient city could accommodate around a hundred thousand people.

Outside the city, there were thousands of fertile fields crisscrossed by paths.

Huang Xiaolong could not help being astonished. According to the information that Ying Kexin had given him, this ancient city was built on the land that King Qin had bestowed upon Ying Kexin. Despite subsequent expansions and renovations, it had largely preserved its original look, making one wonder if they had time-traveled back to the ancient Qin Dynasty.

Images from “Seeking Qin,” a novel Huang Xiaolong had read in his childhood, and the story of “The Peach Blossom Spring” by Tao Yuanming, danced in his mind—

“…Wandered along the creek and lost count of the distance. Suddenly, a peach grove; extending upstream for hundreds of steps; no other trees in sight, only the lush grass and falling petals, which aroused deep curiosity… ”

“Could it be that I’ve stumbled upon the filming location of a TV series?” Huang Xiaolong was both surprised and excited. The experience was incredibly exhilarating, especially seeing how everyone in and outside the city was dressed in Qin Dynasty attire.

This was the ancestral land of the Ying Family, so starkly different from the outside world, it was as if they shared no common ground.

What does it mean to come from a prestigious family?

Damn! This is what it means to come from a prestigious family!

This is the epitome of an unbroken lineage of an ancient house!

Compared to the prominent families in Binhai and the Chen Family in Jiangnan City, they all seem rather naive! In the face of the ancient Ying Family, these families are no more than ants, unable to withstand a single blow!

“Well, son-in-law, how about it? This is the ancestral land of the Ying Family.” Ying Xiao chuckled, “We follow the legacy of our ancestors, starting from every small detail of life. Of course, we are not people of ancient times, we adapt to the contemporaneity in our regular lives, blending into modern society. But every year, when we return to the ancestral land for the reunion, in our subconscious, we see ourselves as Qin people.”

Huang Xiaolong knows that the descendants of Ying Xiao’s line are all over the world – some are studying abroad, some control a listed company in the country, some are engaged in finance and education, some own factories and hospitals, and some are even celebrities…

They are all truly successful modern personalities, social elites. But now, as they return to their ancestral lands, they all exude an ancient aura!

“There’s no internet signal here, and no electricity or natural gas. Mobile phones and computers are useless here. Let’s enjoy the serene life of this haven,” said Ying Xiao, leading his lineage into the Ancient City.

However, his expression was grim. His lineage had faced a great threat, and the competition for the position of Family Head had heated up incredibly.

The crippling of Ying Aotian had made Ying Xiao resolve that even if he didn’t become the Family Head himself, he had to exact vengeance and ask for an explanation!

In fact, everyone in this lineage knew well that they could no longer enjoy the serene life of this haven. This year, a change was going to come to the Ying Family. The reunion was a banquet where dragons and snakes struggled for supremacy!

However, the fall of Ying Aotian brought immeasurable loss to Ying Xiao’s lineage. They were afraid it would not end well!

Many family members greeted and paid their respects to Ying Xiao and his lineage along the way.

The dwelling place of Ying Xiao’s lineage at the ancestral land was a large, independent courtyard.

The architecture was antique and elegant, all single-story buildings with colourful lanterns illuminating multi-hued reflections along the path paved with cobblestones.

Huang Xiaolong was also given a spacious single-story room to stay in temporarily. Naturally, Ying Aoshan stayed in the same room as Huang Xiaolong.

Once everything was settled, it was already deep into the night. A full moon hung high in the sky, looking especially enticing.

Ying Xiao had to quickly meet his father and some of the elders and upper ranks of the family to report about the conspiracy that had befallen his lineage in the hope of getting an explanation.

Huang Xiaolong and Ying Aoshan sat in the pavilion in front of their room, bathing in the moonlight.

The environment was quiet and elegant, with the sounds of crickets and frogs echoing in the surroundings.

“Little Long, how do you feel?” Ying Aoshan looked at Huang Xiaolong with a smiling face.

“It feels like a dream.” Huang Xiaolong spoke truthfully. “I am clearly a modern man, but now, it really seems like I’ve traveled back to ancient times.”

“Well, Little Long, at the reunion, you’ll also dress up in Qin’s clothes. By then, you might not be able to distinguish whether you are in the modern or ancient times,” Ying Aoshan giggled. “It’s actually quite fun, like participating in a grand costume party. Everyone plays a convincing role as Qin people. But the thing is, we can’t stay in the ancestral land for long. Otherwise, we’d really fall out of touch with modern society. After the reunion, let’s hurry back to reality. Hehehe…”

“Well, all in all, it has been fun so far. I am also looking forward to the day of the reunion!” Huang Xiaolong was excited.

Just then, footsteps could be heard.

“Sister Aoshan, brother-in-law, I am sorry to disturb you.” A tall, imposing man with black energy covering his face and a weak stride approached. It was Ying Aotian.

“Brother, come and sit.” Ying Aoshan said hurriedly. There was a hint of pity and heartbreak in her eyes. It seemed that she had a good relationship with this half-brother of hers from the same father but different mother.