The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Deep inside the Jiang Mansion, there is an alternative courtyard.

Compared with the solemn and vast courtyards around it, its area is less than one-third of the other courtyards.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a small pond. In midsummer, the lotus flowers in the pond sway gracefully, and the pink petals against the green lotus leaves add a touch of agility and elegance to the courtyard.

In the pond, a black stone more than half a person's height rises from the ground, looking abrupt and mysterious.

The stone was wrapped in layers of red lines, as if it was sealed by some ancient and forbidden seal.

At the four corners of the courtyard, black stones of the same material stand quietly, also wrapped with red lines.

Looking down from mid-air, these stones and the surrounding scenery actually formed a strange and twisted formation, as if silently imprisoning something.

At this moment, with a creaking sound, the old wooden door at the entrance of the yard was slowly pushed open.

The figures of two men came into view. They looked nervous and stepped into the courtyard cautiously.

The leading man had a stern face and a vigilant look in his eyes. He was the eldest disciple of the Jiang family patriarch and also his adopted son, Jiang Mingxin.

Following closely behind was Jiang Mingli, the eldest son of the second branch of the Zhou family. He was thin but had a cunning look in his eyes.

This was their first time stepping into this courtyard which was designated as the Jiang family's restricted area, so both of them were a little nervous.

The two men's nerves were stretched to the limit, and they took every step extremely cautiously, as if they were afraid of disturbing some unknown existence sleeping in the courtyard.

Suddenly, Jiang Mingli paused, his face changed suddenly, and he screamed in fear.

The sharp sound echoed in the quiet courtyard, startling Jiang Mingxin so much that he trembled all over.

He quickly pulled out a black object from his waist, held it in front of the two men as if facing a formidable enemy, and asked solemnly:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

However, he looked around and found nothing unusual.

Jiang Mingxin was immediately furious and kicked Jiang Mingli hard, scolding him:

"What are you making such a fuss about?"

Jiang Mingli covered his buttocks that were kicked and hurt. His face was pale, but there was still fear in his eyes. He defended himself aggrievedly:

"Brother Jiang, I just saw a black shadow floating past me."

Jiang Mingxin's eyes changed, he frowned and looked around again, but still found nothing.

"Don't scare yourself. There is no other shadow in this yard except you and me."

His tone was a little impatient.

"Don't dawdle any longer. The master is still waiting for us to get medicine to save his life."

After saying that, he walked past Jiang Mingli and came to the front, striding towards the courtyard.

Jiang Mingli looked at the back of the person in front of him with some resentment.

He is just a dog raised by our Jiang family. If it weren't for the fact that he once saved the master of the family, how could we have the qualifications to order him around?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he kicked a stone on the side of the road that hit his knee.

The stone rolled into the pond, splashing water and making a dull gurgling sound. Jiang Mingli was startled.

Fortunately, Jiang Mingxin had walked a distance away and did not notice his behavior.

"Mingli, come here quickly!" Jiang Mingxin's warning voice sounded in his ears, "By the way, the master of the family once said that every blade of grass and every tree in this yard is connected to the formation, so be careful not to touch them."

Jiang Mingli looked at the ripples in the pond caused by the stone falling into the water, and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

He secretly comforted himself, thinking that it was just a broken stone, and it shouldn't be a big deal. Seeing that the surroundings were still calm, he breathed a sigh of relief and ran quickly towards Jiang Mingxin.

Little did they know that the stone kicked into the pond was also made of black material, but it was covered with mysterious golden runes. The moment it entered the water, the entire courtyard seemed to be shaken by an invisible force, and a low roar sounded.

The red silk threads wrapped around the black stones were glowing strangely, as if awakened. Invisible air currents spread from the center of the pond, and wherever they went, the surrounding flowers and trees moved without wind.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the air, as if it was tightly bound by some powerful force and could not break free.

Under the heavy black chains, a strange creature the size of a kitten was struggling in pain.

It has three tails, and its originally smooth and shiny fur is now messy. Its body is covered with wounds and bloodstains, making its hair tangled into a ball.

It screamed miserably and twisted its body desperately, trying to break free from the chains. However, the more it struggled, the tighter the chains became, and one could even hear the horrifying sound of bones being crushed.

Finally, after a flash of dazzling golden light, the skinny little thing let out a scream, and its shadow gradually dissipated into the air, as if it had never appeared.

Jiang Mingxin and Jiang Mingli, who entered the room, were completely unaware of what was happening in the yard.

Inside the room, with the doors and windows tightly closed, a sweet and greasy fragrance filled the air, intertwining with the faint aroma of medicine, making people feel a little dizzy.

A long veil hung down, covering the bed tightly.

The whole room was eerily quiet. Jiang Mingli, who was usually arrogant and domineering in the Jiang family, couldn't help but hold his breath at this moment, not daring to speak loudly.

Jiang Mingxin bowed respectfully towards the bed, his voice full of awe:

"Sir, I am Jiang Mingxin from the Jiang family. I and Jiang Mingli, the second son of the Jiang family, have come to ask you for medicine to save the life of Jiang Mian, the tenth generation patriarch of the Jiang family. I hope you will show mercy and give me the medicine."

Before he finished speaking, he fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed three times on the cushion that had been prepared long ago.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Mingli quickly calmed down, knelt down obediently, and kowtowed three times together.

However, from beginning to end, there was no response from behind the veil.

But Jiang Mingxin and Jiang Mingli seemed to have anticipated this. After they kowtowed, they stood up from the cushions on their own, stepped forward, and began to gently tie up the layers of gauze.

Jiang Mingli followed closely behind and tied the gauze curtain on the other side.

As the veil was slowly lifted, the scene behind it gradually appeared before their eyes.

I saw a small figure sleeping quietly in the middle of the old bed.

The bedding on the bed was made of extremely precious golden silk, which was soft to the touch and radiant.

The vase placed beside the bed is also a priceless antique. Anyone who sees such a scene would think that this child is being pampered and cared for in the Jiang family.

Jiang Mingli looked at the pale-faced and thin little cub sleeping on the bed. A hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes, but disappeared in an instant.

Even if this little guy possesses everything most precious in the world, even if he is supported by the Zhou family, so what?

"Give me the thing quickly." Jiang Mingxin glanced at Jiang Mingli who was looking at the cub, and said in a low voice.

Jiang Mingli concealed the complicated look in his eyes and stepped forward with Jiang Mingxin.

Jiang Mingxin leaned over and gently but carefully lifted the quilt covering the little cub.

In an instant, the two were stunned by the scene before them.

The cub was naked, with dense red threads wrapped around its body like a spider web, some of which were even deeply embedded in its skin, leaving scars of varying depths. The golden blood slowly seeped out along the threads, dyeing the originally bright red threads into a variety of colors, which was shocking.

But they both reacted quickly.

Jiang Mingxin took the silver needle and porcelain bottle from Jiang Mingli, and skillfully inserted the silver needle into the cub's heart.

In an instant, golden blood beads flowed down the tail end of the silver needle like beads with broken string.

Jiang Mingxin hurriedly aimed the joint of the porcelain bottle at the silver needle, and blood slowly dripped into the porcelain bottle.

Soon, the small porcelain bottle was filled.

At the same time, the sweet fragrance in the room became stronger.