Holding the yellow talisman and cinnabar, Su Chen went out and went to his grandma's house without stopping.
As usual, he let the little wooden man lean against the urn for ten minutes. This time, Su Chen did not choose to draw talismans, but turned around and looked at Master Cai Zhengqing and his apprentice who were eating.
Yu Dingqiang smiled and asked, "Master, have you eaten yet? Would you like some too?"
The corners of Cai Zhengqing's mouth twitched.
This eldest disciple is a traitor!
Good, very good!
Then Su Chen said, "Master Cai, can I have a word with you for a moment?"
He was stunned for a long while before he finally realized that Su Chen was talking to him. He then stood up diligently, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't stop smiling.
You see, the master is so polite to me, which shows that I still have some real talent.
When we got to the edge and heard Su Chen asking about the big tree struck by lightning on Longshan Mountain, he was stunned and secretly annoyed. He thought he wanted to ask me about metaphysics, but he didn't expect that he was asking about the tree struck by lightning.
He had an impression of that tree. When he went to Qingshan Village to perform a ritual for someone, it happened to be raining and thundering. Lightning as thick as a finger struck the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village directly, and a thick branch immediately burned and fell down. He happened to be resting at that time, so he went over to take a look, thinking of getting some bargains. After all, he knew the reputation of the lightning-struck wood.
However, when he proposed to buy the fallen branches, the villagers immediately asked for a huge price. At first they wanted five hundred, but after he agreed, they raised the price to one thousand.
He wasn't a sucker. The lightning-struck wood was just a nice-sounding name, supposedly to ward off evil spirits. Who knew if it actually worked? How could he possibly buy a single branch for a thousand? With that kind of money, he could probably buy a shabby house in the suburbs of Cuicheng. He immediately refused.
Hearing Su Chen mention it now, Cai Zhengqing still explained it although he was reluctant.
"Master Su, it's a huge loss to buy lightning-struck wood for a thousand. Besides, it's been several months, and I don't even know if the fallen branches are still there."
Su Chen asked, "Where's the banyan tree? It must still be there, right?"
"You want to take it from the banyan tree? Are you crazy? There's a land temple next to that tree. People usually burn incense in front of the tree when they worship. If you dare to touch it, do you believe they will hit you with a hoe?"
Cai Zhengqing's voice gradually became quieter as he spoke, and he coughed lightly: "But I heard that there are a few scoundrels in their village. If you give them some money, they might do something like this... Or..."
Before he could even utter his suggestion, Su Chen waved his hand and said, "Then let's not do that."
"Really?"
Su Chen continued to shake his head and looked at Cai Zhengqing carefully again.
He saw a faint yellow aura lingering on his body. The aura was very pure and clean, different from those he was familiar with. This should be the aura of Zi Gu.
"Master Cai, if the ritual here is over, you should go to the public toilet and pay your respects to Zi Gu in person."
Cai Zhengqing was stunned: "What, what do you mean?"
"Isn't it over yet?"
Su Chen smiled and didn't explain. Instead, he turned to his grandma and asked if there was a house for rent nearby.
"Hey~" Cai Zhengqing was so angry that his teeth were itching.
But there is nothing I can do.
Who can blame him for having real abilities?
After returning, I asked Zhang Qiang what was needed to worship Zi Gu, and planned to go to worship tomorrow.
Otherwise, if Zi Gu gets upset, she'll make me eat shit again...
Thinking of Cai Zhengqing, I couldn't help but shudder.
On the other side, grandma made a bowl of sugar water for Su Chen.
"We don't have many houses here, but Ayu's family still has two courtyards left, which are reserved for his relatives. I'll ask for you later."
"Two yards? How big?"
"There are about ten rooms in one yard. If Ah Yu is willing, it would be no problem to rent two or three of them to you."
"But Master, if you want to rent it after the New Year, then you have to wait a little longer. Maybe those who rented A Yu's house before the New Year will have left, so it's not certain that it will be vacant."
Su Chen nodded in understanding.
He had guessed before that Lin Jingyu was a landlord, and now it has been confirmed. He can also tell from the sound that he has a lot of houses.
After asking about the approximate rent, Su Chen took back the little wooden man, and the urn shook twice again.
Su Chen sighed: "Don't worry, when your spirit is developed, I will let grandma tell you."
The urn then stopped moving.
Seeing this, grandma turned around and quietly wiped away her tears.
Funerals in Cuicheng usually last three days unless the deceased has special horoscopes. After today, the urn will be sent to the cemetery. From then on, people can only worship the ashes during the Qingming Festival and the Zhongyuan Festival.
The old man dies before the young man, and grandma has aged a little in just a few days.
Su Chen sighed and left quickly.
The warm sunshine on Chunming Street in the afternoon was very gentle, and Su Chen felt drowsy under the basking.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep.
He was woken up by someone, and the voice sounded familiar.
"Master, Master, please help my wife. She has vomited seven or eight times, even acid. The IV drip doesn't seem to be working, and she won't wake up. Master..."
When I opened my eyes, it was the middle-aged man from this morning.
Su Chen was puzzled for a moment: "What's going on?"
The middle-aged man looked miserable: "Hey, this is not... my wife is stubborn."
It turned out that although Su Chen took away the red mushrooms today, the poisonous red mushrooms he picked out were still left at home. When the man went to get medicine and came back, his wife happened to be home. After telling her about the matter, he was glad that he only came back to eat a bowl every day and didn't eat too much. His wife insisted that Su Chen was a liar and said that she had also drunk the pork rib soup and was fine.
"She didn't believe it. My mom had already cooked the meal, but she insisted on stir-frying a dish with those red mushrooms and eating it herself. This, this..."
The man's eyes grew redder as he spoke, and then he pointed at the woman on the stretcher and said, "We went to the hospital and used our connections to get a doctor to check it out. It really was food poisoning, but the situation was too serious. I thought about your amazing medical skills, Master, so I came here."
He led people to carry the unconscious person into Chunming Street, which had already attracted everyone's attention. At this time, a circle of people gathered in front of the stretcher.
Old Liao was also squeezed in and immediately made a sound of clicking his tongue.
"What did I say? Some women are just sick in the head!"
"I told you to do something, but you didn't listen. Now you're in big trouble, right? You're going to lose your life."
Some people also whispered, "Is this guy crazy? He was already sent to the hospital, but he was dragged here. Isn't he a fortune teller?"
"That's right, I feel like this man wants to kill his wife."
"Hey, what do you know? Normally, this kind of condition can't be cured in the hospital."
"I understand, I understand. Before my grandmother passed away, my family also sought all kinds of folk remedies for her and consulted a fortune teller, but unfortunately, nothing worked."
Old Liao frowned as he listened. "Go away, what do you know? This young man has real skills. He's nothing like those witches you're talking about!"
Su Chen ignored all this and hurriedly got up to take the unconscious woman's pulse.
As his fingers rested on the woman's wrist, Su Chen's face gradually darkened.
The woman's face was terribly pale, and her pulse was very disordered. She was deeply poisoned.
He couldn't help but look up at the man and ask, "How much did you eat? Did you eat it all?"
The man's eyes were evasive: "I tried to stop her, but I couldn't get rid of her. She was trying to snatch it from me."
Lao Liao said with disdain: "This is just her own fault. This woman is really courting death!"
He smelled a bit, and people around him subconsciously moved away.
Old Liao didn't take it seriously and asked Su Chen, "Can it be cured?"
If it were in the previous world, it would be possible with my own cultivation, and it would be easy.
But now…
Su Chen gritted his teeth, asked everyone to step back, and went to the hardware store to get a box of nails.
Everyone was surprised to see it.
Lao Liao asked: "What are you doing?"
“Acupuncture!”
Lao Liao was surprised: "What?!"
"Use, use iron nails for acupuncture?"
Are you crazy?
