Wang Zijun snorted and sneered: "Ah, Mr. Luo is so capable, does he still need to beg our Mr. Xi?"
The bastard's face turned red from the ridicule, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at us. Lu Fei squinted his eyes and pouted at me, which meant that I couldn't agree too easily, and I had to make it difficult for him in some way so that he would be completely convinced.
I thought to myself that Mr. Luo was a famous person in the area, and he knelt before me in front of so many people today. If I continued to make things difficult for him, I was afraid that the villagers would not be able to bear it. So I reached out to help him up and said, "This is a bit difficult. I will do my best to find a way to cure the child."
"Thank you, thank you." Mr. Luo thanked repeatedly with gratitude, and at this moment he looked as obedient as his grandson.
I looked up at the people around me, who were pointing and talking at us, seemingly unable to understand why Mr. Luo, a man of such great ability, would kowtow to me and ask for help. But among these people there were many old men and women from Shangcheng Town, so I explained to them.
"Hey, don't underestimate him, he's very capable, specializing in catching ghosts and getting rid of monsters..."
"Really? We actually have someone here who is more capable than Mr. Luo. He is really young and promising!"
Damn, Mr. Luo is nothing. Is it worth making a fuss if someone is better than him? For a while, everyone was talking about me as if I were a god. Who knows, someone might ask me for an autograph in a while, saying, "Feng Zai Feng Zai, I love you..."
I'd better dodge.
So we took Mr. Luo and his wife to Shuiliu Village. His house was built in a very grand style, with a tall gatehouse, two stone lions squatting on both sides, a wide courtyard, and five large tiled houses. Such conditions are very good in the countryside. After Mr. Luo's wife knew that we were the "real gods", her attitude changed 180 degrees, and she made tea and poured water for us, and was very enthusiastic.
Mr. Luo held the crying child and asked his wife to buy some food and wine. I immediately refused. With the child in such a state, we were in no mood to eat or drink. Besides, we didn't want to eat his meal.
"Mr. Xi, look at this child..."
"Children's affairs are easy to deal with, but they are also difficult to deal with," I said with a sigh.
"What do you mean?" Mr. Luo asked nervously.
I deliberately kept it a secret and said, "Mr. Luo has been eating at Yin Yang Master's table for so many years, don't you see what's going on?"
The bastard hung his head in shame and said, "To be honest, I am just lying. When I was young, I learned some Feng Shui from Lao Huai from Xiping Village. Later, he wanted to teach me how to capture ghosts. I was almost scared to death, so I dared not learn from him anymore. From now on, I will come out to cheat people for a little money."
Oh, it turns out that he is Lao Huai’s apprentice. Rats from the same nest are not good guys.
Seeing that he had told the truth, there was no need to play around any longer, so I told him, "The grave to the west of this temple is the key. Move it, build a new statue in the temple, perform a 49-day ritual, and then give the child the tears of the immortal from the statue, and he will be fine."
Mr. Luo scratched his head and asked, "How did that grave offend Yang Xian?"
Lu Fei interrupted unhappily, "Stop talking so much nonsense. Just do what I tell you to do."
"Okay, okay." He asked again with a sad face, "What's the matter with the Immortal's Tears?"
When we heard this, we almost fainted on the spot. This little liar was such a fool that he didn't even know what Immortal Tears were. I really wanted to slap him to death!