The old Taoist who stayed on the spot rubbed his hands and smiled sarcastically at Shen Qingqing: "Fairy Shen, I performed well just now. Do you want to think about accepting a disciple again?"
Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "You don't want your head anymore?"
The old man immediately covered his neck and said, "Yes, I want it! I will never mention this again in the future, so don't be angry."
Shen Qingqing ignored him and played with a leaf back and forth. When the old man was about to sneak away, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing, "Old liar, do you want to make a fortune?"
"Get a fortune? Where to make it?" The old man didn't respond for a long time.
"Of course I'm looking for Mrs. Wang."
Shen Qingqing's lips curled up slightly, with a sinister smile on her face.
Others have bullied her, so how can she not teach her a lesson?
Meng Baolin and his wife ran all the way home and were out of breath from exhaustion.
Mrs. Zhang drank a large bowl of cold water, and patted her chest with lingering fear: "Fortunately, Third Grandpa spoke for us, otherwise we would have been unable to avoid this beating today."
"It's okay to be beaten down. Now I'm more worried about another thing." Meng Baolin slumped on the bench, frowning, "What if the news about Shen Qingqing's ability to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits spreads, and people from eight villages in ten miles will encounter We have to go to her for everything, what can we do?"
"Didn't she say she would only take big jobs?"
"Can you believe this? You would think that the money is too much, and you would dare to send out the guests who came to your door?"
Zhang's heart skipped a beat, "It's true, what should we do?"
Meng Baolin looked dejectedly at his mother's room, "The most important thing right now is to take good care of my mother's condition. If my mother is not here, it is useless for us to worry."
When the couple was worried about Mrs. Wang's health, the old Taoist knocked on the courtyard door swaggeringly.
Meng Baolin became angry as soon as he saw him. It was obviously the master he hired with great effort, but he ended up being Shen Qingqing's lackey. Who else wouldn't be angry?
Mrs. Zhang was more direct, holding the door of the courtyard and pushing people out, "What are you doing here? You are not welcome in my home, get out of here!"
What kind of master is a stupid pig pretending to be? Bad luck!
The old Taoist shook his fly whisk, looked up at where Mrs. Wang was, sighed twice, and said to himself: "The resentment is so high!"
Then he shook his head mysteriously and left.
Zhang and Meng Baolin looked at each other with shock on their faces.
Meng Baolin took a step forward and hugged the old Taoist's arm, "Master, don't leave yet. What do you mean by what you just said?"
The old Taoist glanced at him and shook his head cryptically, "The secret must not be revealed."
"No, we have something to discuss." Meng Baolin fawningly dragged him home, "As long as my mother's disease can be cured, your money will be indispensable."
The old Tao touched his belly and said, "Don't drag the poor Tao. The poor Tao is very hungry and has to go home to eat."
"I'm going to kill the chicken right now. Master, just wait and eat the meat!"
Mrs. Zhang answered quickly, and without waiting for his reply, she slipped into the chicken coop.
The old Taoist was very happy in his heart, but he pretended to be very reluctant on his face, "Forget it, for the sake of your filial piety, the poor Taoist will just stay and take a look."
Meng Baolin nodded and bowed and invited people into the main room, served tea and poured water, and was very attentive.
After Zhang finished stewing the chicken and brought the meat to the table, he smiled and invited the old man to come to the table to eat. The old man slumped in his chair and refused to move, shouting, "There is wine but no meat, and I feel uncomfortable."
Meng Baolin had no choice but to run to the entrance of the village and drink a pot of wine.
When the wine and meat were served, the old man finally showed a smile and drank and ate the meat until he could no longer hold any more food.
Meng Baolin watched him finish picking his teeth slowly and asked carefully: "Master, can you go see my mother now?"
The old Taoist glanced at him, "What's the rush? Let the poor Taoist eat first."
Fairy Shen specifically told him that he must take his time, just like boiling a frog in warm water, first make people anxious before talking.
Meng Baolin waited patiently for a long time. When the sun turned to the west, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He knelt down in front of the old Taoist and begged: "Master, please do it, my mother can't wait any longer!"
The old Taoist looked at the sun and spit out the stick in his mouth, "It's almost time, let's go."
Entering Mrs. Wang's bedroom, the old Taoist first walked around the room twice holding a fly whisk, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Mrs. Wang several times. Finally, he shook his head and said, "Has your mother deceived a family before and harmed her?" Did you lose your life in vain?"
"Ah..." Meng Baolin scratched the back of his head, "Maybe."
His mother has deceived many people, and it is possible that one or two people will die because of this.
The old man stroked his beard and said, "That's right, that man is here to take revenge on your mother! If you don't believe me, look at it. Is there a black cloud floating above your mother's head?"
Meng Baolin looked in the direction of his finger. In the bright mirror of the window, the setting sun was gorgeous. Where could there be any dark clouds?
But if the master says there is, then there must be. How could it be wrong?
Meng Baolin hunched his neck and took a few steps back. He put his hands together and said, "Master, please help us drive away the ghosts. The five taels of silver we promised you are still worth it!"
The old Taoist almost laughed out loud. Shen Qingqing really didn't lie to him. Meng Baolin, this silly boy, made so much money!
He straightened his clothes, hugged the mahogany sword tightly and left the bedroom, saying, "You go and prepare water and an incense burner. I will open an altar right away and perform rituals to collect ghosts."
Because Mrs. Wang originally worked in this industry, there was no shortage of incense sticks, incense burners and other items at home, and the family quickly found everything.
The old master was extremely skilled at the rest. He washed his hands, lit incense, kowtowed, and danced around the altar table. When it came to burning the talisman, he copied the routine he had played at Wang Mazi's house before.
With a wave of his sleeve, he extinguished the candle.
Meng Baolin's family was waiting with bated breath for him to burn the talisman. When they saw the candle went out, they all panicked and said, "Master, the candle is out, the candle is out!"
The old Taoist held his chest and pretended to be seriously injured by a ghost, and refused to continue the practice no matter what. Meng Baolin had no choice but to bite the bullet and raise the silver until he reached ten taels of silver. The old Taoist finally relented and agreed to restart the practice. .
This time I finally burned the charm successfully.
Meng Baolin stepped forward with lingering fear and asked: "Master, has the ghost been caught?"
The old Taoist calmly wiped the peach wood sword and said, "Caught."
"Then when will my mother get better?"
"Although the evil ghost has been eliminated, your mother's body is affected by yin energy and she may not be able to recover for a while. It is best to eat something to replenish yang energy."
Meng Baolin's heart that had just been put down started to rise again, "Then what can I eat to replenish my yang energy?"
The old Taoist took out Zhang Huang Fu from his arms and said, "Burn this, keep the ashes, and drink it with hot water. Drink it for three days and it will be fine."
Meng Baolin stretched out his hand to receive the charm, but the old Taoist took a step back and refused to give it to him.
"One talisman is ten cents, three are thirty cents, and together with the ghost hunt just now, the total is ten taels and thirty cents. Pay off the money first, and then I will give you the things." This chapter has been completed!