While Leng Yan was accompanying Luo Ning in the ward, Geng Chong had already sent the three masters to the hotel to rest. Master Wu and Master Tie were embarrassed to stay here longer and said goodbye because they failed to cure Luo Ning. Geng Chong gave two
He was generously rewarded and asked to send the two of them away.
Master Xia stood silently in the corner, neither staying nor leaving. Seeing Master Xia who was embarrassed and uneasy, Geng Chong sighed in his heart and asked someone to bring one hundred thousand yuan to him. Master Xia declined repeatedly: "
I haven’t done anything to help, so how can I collect money?”
"This is Brother Leng's wish. Regardless of whether it can be cured or not, as long as you are willing to come and have this intention, it is enough." Geng Chong said. Master Xia shook his lower lip and held ten stacks of banknotes in his hand.
He stood there and made no next move for a long time. The weight of ten stacks of banknotes was too heavy. It seemed that he had a weight that he could not bear. His eye circles were slightly red. Master Xia said hoarsely: "Thank you, I will definitely return the money when I have it."
Yours.”
"No need to pay it back, this is the reward that Brother Leng gave you." Geng Chong shook his head and said before leaving, "I think you are an honest person, why did you come here pretending to be a warlock?"
"I'm not pretending..." Master Xia heard this and quickly raised his head and said loudly. However, when he thought that he was indeed not a warlock and did not help Luo Ning at all, but got one hundred thousand yuan in vain, his voice lowered again and explained.
: "My son is going to college this year and still has a long way to go to pay for it. I happened to hear the disease you mentioned on the radio. I have heard of it before, so I came here to try my luck."
"Have you heard of similar symptoms before?" Geng Chong didn't pay much attention to Master Xia's words at first, but when he heard Master Xia say that he had heard of similar symptoms, he immediately became concerned and asked hurriedly.
"Yes, there was a great witch in my ancestors who was very skilled in witchcraft. When I was a child, my grandfather said that his grandfather once told him about a similar situation." Master Xia explained: "I am really not a liar, I am really
I've heard of similar diseases, otherwise, even if they were trying to sell money to support my son's education, I wouldn't come here to try my luck."
"Tell me what's going on?" Geng Chong urged. "My grandfather's grandfather said that there was a great witch in my ancestors who was stabbed while fighting with others. He fell asleep soon after he came back. He seemed to have been hit by a bullet.
What kind of curse..."
"Is it an eternal curse?" Geng Chong reminded. "I don't remember either. I was still young at that time." Master Xia was unsure. This sentence won Geng Chong's trust even more. If it was a magic stick or something,
, they will definitely follow his words, and this Master Xia is obviously not a liar like a magician, so this may really provide some clues to the cure for the eternal curse.
"Then did your grandfather's grandfather tell you how to treat this disease? What happened to your great witch ancestor in the end?" Geng Chong asked, this was what he was most concerned about.
"My great witch ancestor never woke up again." Master Xia said, and when he heard what he said, Geng Chong was greatly disappointed. Even his ancestor died under this curse, so there must be no solution.
"Did your ancestors leave any words or anything?" Geng Chong asked unwillingly. "No!" Master Xia shook his head and said as if he was thinking of something: "But I do have an ancestral book at home.