Jing Miaoyi's shout instantly attracted everyone's attention.
At this moment, she was raising her hands, which were slightly transparent.
Jiang Zhiyi became nervous and wanted to grab Jing Miaoyi's hand, but Jing Miaoyi dodged him.
"Don't touch my hand! My hand will disappear completely!"
Jing Miaoyi laughed bitterly, her words filled with helplessness.
"How could this happen?"
Jiang Zhiyi was on the verge of breaking down. He stared at Jing Miaoyi's hand. He wanted to cry but had no tears.
Chong Siming did not understand and asked curiously, "What happened to Miaoyi? How did her hands become like this?"
Although his words were calm, his heart was in turmoil.
Zhu Dage sighed to himself.
This beautiful vixen was going to be crippled soon.
Jiang Ming could tell that Jing Miaoyi's hand had been tampered with. He walked to Jing Miaoyi's side and asked, "Can I take a look?"
"Yes. Anyway, my hands will disappear after a while."
Jing Miaoyi's eyes dimmed.
"It can definitely be cured. Miaoyi, don't lose confidence."
Jiang Zhiyi encouraged Jing Miaoyi.
"Yes, I'll definitely be fine."
Jing Miaoyi knew that there was no hope, but she still responded to Jiang Zhiyi's words.
Jiang Ming glanced at it and said thoughtfully, "It can be cured."
Hearing this, Jing Miaoyi was stunned. She asked, "Lord Ning Caichen, you said that it can be cured?"
Jiang Ming did not answer Jing Miaoyi's question. Instead, he brought out his silver needles.
When he took the silver needles, he injected some spiritual energy into them and inserted them into Jing Miaoyi's hands.
Jing Miaoyi watched as the silver needles went into her hands, which were gradually disappearing, and she instantly became afraid.
"There won't be any problems with this method, right?"
She could not help but ask.
Jiang Ming knew what Jing Miaoyi was thinking and encouraged her to be patient.
Jing Miaoyi waited in disbelief, her heart filled with doubt.
She had never encountered a doctor who used silver needles to treat her. However, no doctor before had been able to successfully cure her.
Now that Ning Caichen was using silver needles to treat her, could he really cure her?
While she was deep in thought, Jing Miaoyi did not notice the change in her hands.
Instead, Jiang Zhiyi, who was staring at Jing Miaoyi's hands, noticed the change.
Jiang Zhiyi could not help but exclaim, "Miaoyi, your hands seem to have recovered!"
Hearing this, Jing Miaoyi paused and looked at her hands.
The originally translucent hands gradually became corporeal, and finally became no different from an ordinary person's hands.
"How did he do it?"
Jing Miaoyi's body trembled.
Since she was born, she had been tortured by the disappearance of her hands. How had she been cured?
Her inferiority complex and sensitive emotions disappeared in an instant. She was left with only joy and gratitude to Jiang Ming.
"You've been cursed, which is why you became like this. You might have looked for many doctors before, but they only treated illnesses."
Jiang Ming carefully bandaged Jing Miaoyi's hands and said, "Be careful not to hurt your hands in the next five days, or else the curse will be triggered again. After five days, you can remove the bandages."
Jing Miaoyi cried.
This was the first time in her life that she cried.
She had thought that she would lose her hands in the future, but with Ning Caichen's appearance, she could use her hands like everyone else from now on!
It was hard for her to repay Ning Caichen's great kindness. She felt that even if she worked like a dog, she would not be able to repay Ning Caichen.
Jiang Ming saw through Jing Miaoyi's thoughts and immediately said, "It was nothing. Don't feel like you're indebted to me."
Jing Miaoyi kept this in her heart and kept nodding.
"This is simply a miracle." Zhu Dage was envious and curious. "Ning Caichen, how did you know that Ms. Jing Miaoyi's hand was cursed?"
"There was no other explanation."
Jiang Ming shrugged and found it strange.
Why couldn't Zhu Dage understand such an obvious thing?
This was clearly a curse.
Jiang Zhiyi stared at Jiang Ming and regarded him as a treasure. He could not help but say, "If you can let me follow you, then I can die without regrets."
"Next time, next time."
Jiang Ming did not want to reject him outright.
"Then I'll wait for your arrival."
However, Jiang Zhiyi took it to heart. He was full of energy. It was as if he had already imagined a beautiful life following Jiang Ming.
"I'll send you out. It's not good to stay in the mass grave for too long. It'll damage your lifespan."
Chong Siming thought of something and quickly nodded at Jiang Ming and Zhu Dage.
Now that Jiang Ming had saved Jing Miaoyi, he would not be wary of her at all.
Hearing this, Zhu Dage instantly panicked. He looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Then we have to hurry up. Don't waste time."
Jiang Ming was amused by Zhu Dage's hasty behavior and quickly said to Chong Siming, "Then I'll leave it to you to make the arrangements."
Chong Siming nodded and led them to a small path.
However, before he could go out, a group of people who were dressed for a wedding ceremony appeared in the distance.
Everything was set up, but there was no one on the horse. Everyone was walking in the air.
A white fog appeared. It did not allow people to see the wedding party clearly.
It was unknown who was in the palanquin. The curtains on the palanquin did not show any signs of fluttering because it was lifted.
"Did you attract a ghost?"
Zhu Dage was afraid and muttered to Jiang Ming in his heart.
"We are in a mass grave; why wouldn't there be ghosts?"
Jiang Ming felt that Zhu Dage was making a mountain out of a molehill and could not help but reply sarcastically.
Jing Miaoyi took out an ancient fan from her pocket and looked at Jiang Ming and the others. "I'll go settle it. You guys wait."
Zhu Dage could not hold back his curiosity and whispered to them, "What is this wedding party for? Are you getting married?"
Chong Siming did not like Zhu Dage very much, but because Zhu Dage was traveling with Jiang Ming, he replied, "That's Xiao Xian. He became an immortal in this mass grave. He's clearly already an immortal, but he insisted on creating such a gloomy atmosphere, making some people extremely afraid."
"Did someone dump Xiao Xian's body?"
Jiang Ming could not help but ask.
"Ah, you said the forbidden words. I hope that Xiao Xian doesn't hear you. Xiao Xian is really annoying."
Chong Siming's expression became ambiguous.
"We're all here."
