Ning Shuqian came to a small, secluded courtyard in the southern area. The courtyard was not big, and there were all kinds of yellow talismans with ferocious and terrifying faces pasted everywhere. A gust of cold wind blew, and the yellow talisman papers made a rustling sound. Although it was not her first time here, she still couldn't help but feel fear when she saw the layout of the courtyard. A chill ran from the soles of her feet into her heart.
Ning Shuqian tremblingly followed a man in a grey Taoist robe into the house. In the house stood stone statues of the Three Pure Ones, the founders of Taoism, with three domestic animals and fruit plates underneath, as well as an incense cauldron with a flying dragon riding on the clouds. The incense inside was slowly emitting wisps of green smoke, and the whole room was filled with the pungent and unpleasant scent of sandalwood.
There were three yellow cushions placed on the ground under the altar. Probably because they were used for a long time, these cushions were a little old and tattered. Sitting on the middle cushion was an old man in his sixties. The old man had white hair, a pair of long white eyebrows hanging down to his ears, and a white beard that hung vertically on his chest. His thin face had a kind of otherworldly and ethereal air, like an immortal.
The strong scent of sandalwood in the room entered her mouth and nose, and she coughed as her throat itched. The rising green smoke made her tears flow, but the old Taoist priest sat motionless on the cushion, with his eyes closed and his lips slightly pursed, as if he was chanting some sutra.
When Ning Shuqian saw this, she realized that she had never thought that this person was so extraordinary before. Now it seems that this person may really have some abilities!
Thinking of this, her heart began to beat wildly and hope suddenly emerged in her heart.
No matter how powerful Wen Xinya is, how can she compare to such a powerful alchemist.
The Taoist priest closed his eyes, without even looking at Ning Shuqian, and said in a calm and peaceful voice: "Donor, I haven't seen you for a long time. I hope you are well!"
Such a peaceful voice seemed to have a soothing magic. Her troubled heart calmed down in an instant, and she became more convinced of him: "Master said before that I would have a bloody disaster recently, and it turned out to be as Master said, so I came here today to ask Master for advice."
The Taoist priest said, "That's right. The last time Madam came here, I saw an evil aura coming from her. She must have been approached by an evil spirit. Has Madam come into contact with any strange people or things recently?"
"To be honest with you, Master, someone came to my house a while ago. Ever since this person showed up, everything has gone wrong for me and I have been frustrated in everything. I wonder if it was this person?" Ning Shuqian's heart was pounding. She thought that it was indeed ever since Wen Xinya returned to the Wen family that everything went wrong for her. No matter what means she used to deal with her, she was always safe and sound. Even the person who cooperated with her was afraid of her and terminated the cooperation with her. If she wasn't a monster, what else could she be
"It has never happened before. Madam's fate has changed since this person appeared. It is most likely this person. Madam, do you have the birth date and horoscope of that person? I will calculate for you and find out who that person is!"
Ning Shuqian quickly read out Wen Xinya's birth date.
The master closed his eyes and kept pinching his fingers.
Ning Shuqian looked at the other person's unfathomable face, calculating with her fingers as if nothing had happened, her inner hope growing stronger and stronger, she held her breath nervously, sweat suddenly broke out, almost soaking her clothes, and even the choking sandalwood smell in the room became less unpleasant.
The Taoist's fingers paused, and his eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened wide. His pupils expanded, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "This man is the evildoer of Madam's past life. He has come to seek revenge on Madam in this life. Madam is haunted by an evil spirit, which is why everything goes wrong for her, and even a bloody disaster has occurred. If this evil is not eliminated, Madam will have a hard time living in peace."
"Master, what should I do? How can I get rid of this monster?" Ning Shuqian thought of how Wen Xinya, this bitch, had been against her as soon as she returned to the Wen family. She had obviously always been kind to her before, but she didn't appreciate it at all. If it wasn't for the grudge in the previous life, how could she treat her like this
"Madam, don't worry. I will calculate it for you carefully again." The Taoist counted with his fingers again, and suddenly his body, which was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, began to shake violently. As he shook, the yellow talismans posted in the room suddenly made a rustling sound without wind. The strange sound was crisp and pleasant.
Ning Shuqian looked at this strange scene and clenched her hands into fists. She felt anxious and nervous. Now she had no one to rely on, so she placed all her hopes on this master.
Then the old Taoist's shaking body stopped abruptly. He suddenly covered his chest with his hands. With a "puff" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out. He collapsed on the mat on the ground. The strange thing was that the yellow talismans in the room were motionless. Then many of them fell to the ground without wind, and were instantly swallowed by the unknown flames, turning into a pile of gray smoke.
"Ah!" Ning Shuqian cried out softly and quickly reached out to cover her mouth, fearing that she would not be able to control her mouth and affect the master's spellcasting.
The Taoist priest seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. His otherworldly face seemed to have been drained of all its vitality. He spoke in a voice as weak as a mosquito: "Madam, the other party is too advanced and I am not strong enough to deal with him..."
He seemed to have no strength to continue speaking, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.
Ning Shuqian thought about how she and that man had tried every possible way to deal with Wen Xinya, but she escaped every time. She was not a very skilled person. When she heard the master say this, she was immediately confused: "Master, what do you want in exchange for helping me? Yes... Add some incense, Madam Li said she wanted some incense..."
The master opened his mouth, but for a moment he had no strength to speak.
Ning Shuqian frantically took out a stack of checks from her bag and quickly filled in five hundred thousand on them: "Master, consider this money as my filial piety to the Taoist Master. I am sincerely devoted to the Taoist Master. Please help me! I was stabbed by that evildoer a few days ago and have been lying in the hospital for more than half a month. Master..."
The master took the check with trembling hands and said, "Madam, please rest assured. I didn't say I won't help you. Although I am not strong enough, I can use the medium to help you deal with the evildoer. I remember that Madam asked me for a doll before. Did you bring it here today?"
Ning Shuqian quickly took out the puppet from before: "Yes, yes, but this puppet doesn't seem to have any effect!"
The Taoist said, "That's because you weren't sincere before, and this puppet doesn't have my magic power, so it's useless. Please find a way to get the monster's hair and clothes. I will use the hair as a medium and exert my magic power to help you deal with the monster."
Ning Shuqian was a little skeptical at first, but when she thought of Ruya living in the old house of the Wen family, she couldn't help but feel happy: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely get her hair."
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