on has been well taken care of," said Xiao Jianying at this moment. Despite her simple clothes, she exuded an air of grace and nobility in every move.Seeing the dignified appearance of Xiao Jianying,...Chapter 101: The Taoist Exorcising Spirits

Xiao Yu's lips twitched as he looked at these items. He thought, "Is this what a set of ritual supplies worth 35,000 yuan looks like Now Xiao Yu is somewhat disappointed with the two Taoists.

Wei Jun's family also couldn't help but twitch when they saw these items. They comforted themselves by thinking that these were ritual supplies and would naturally be different from ordinary things. It was reasonable for them to be expensive.

Zhengming Senior took out a compass from his bag, adjusted it for quite some time, then pointed at one corner of the living room and instructed the young Taoist to move the table there. He lit candles on the table, mixed cinnabar with water, and used ink brushes dipped in the mixture to draw on yellow paper.

When Xiao Yu saw what the Taoist was doing, he was taken aback. Was this drawing talismans Why couldn't he sense any fluctuations of heaven and earth's energy In Daoist practices, drawing talismans involves using secret techniques to harness the energies of heaven and earth and store them within the symbols; why wasn’t there any reaction here

Zhengming Senior drew talismans very quickly, one after another without pause. Soon he had drawn over ten pieces. After finishing, he let out a long sigh and said, "These talismans have caused me great harm to my health; I need to recuperate for a year before I can recover! Boundless Heaven's Venerable!"

This was Zhengming Senior’s way of convincing the client. He knew that spending 35,000 yuan on these items might raise suspicions from his employer, so after drawing each talisman, he would always add this sentence to make the client feel their money was well-spent.

Zhengming Senior took out the compass again and pointed towards the northeast corner of the room, saying, "There's a gathering of Yin煞 (dark) energy here. The ghost must have come from there to harm your son."

Seeing Zhengming Senior’s exaggerated mannerisms, even Wei Jun, who didn't believe in ghosts or gods, felt cold breezes swirling around the room.

Following Zhengming Senior's finger, Xiao Yu also looked over. At this moment, he was certain that these two were frauds; there was no Yin煞 (dark) energy at the corner of the wall—quite the contrary, it was actually the place with the most Yang energy in the room.

Xiao Yu knew there was no Yin煞 (dark) energy there, but Wei Jun and his parents didn't know! And Xiao Yu couldn’t tell them either. So apart from Xiao Yu, Wei Jun and his family quickly moved away from that corner.

As soon as Zhengming Senior finished speaking, Wei’s father cried out in alarm: "Senior Daoist Zhengming, what… how can we deal with this You must think of a way to save my son!"

The Wei family has only one hope in Wei Jun. Moreover, what was the point of accumulating such a vast fortune if not for his son Upon hearing that his son had been harmed by a ghost and could be targeted at any moment, he immediately became anxious.

"No worries, no need to worry! Mr. Wei, please calm down!" Master Tianming waved his hand nonchalantly and said with ease: "Mr. Wei, there's no need for you to rush around. I have come here today, so even if it possesses immense resentment or is highly accomplished in its Dao path, I will use up my years of life to斬它於劍下...

"Then on behalf of my son, I thank Master Tianming!" Wei Zhonghua said with a face full of gratitude upon hearing what Master Tianming had said.

However, "but..." Master Tianming hesitated and looked troubled.

"Master, what is it If there's anything you need me to do right away, just tell me!" Wei Zhonghua felt a chill down his spine upon seeing the expression on Master Tianming’s face. Worried that something unexpected had happened, he hurriedly spoke up.

"Mr. Wei doesn’t know this, but look at my appearance and guess how old I am now" Master Tianming didn't answer the anxious few from the Wei family. Instead, he asked an unrelated question.

Upon hearing Master Tianming's words, Wei Zhonghua was momentarily stunned. He thought to himself that at this moment, who had time to care about his age But since he needed something from Master Tianming right now, he still replied: "I reckon you are around fifty years old."

"Haha, I'm actually only thirty years old. The reason why I look so aged is because I have excessively used up my lifespan. If I continue to do this, I won't have many more good years left. Therefore, right now, I can only use up my disciple Dihuan's lifespan instead of mine... "

Master Tianming spoke with a compassionate expression.

The Wei family members were thoroughly bewildered by Master Tianming’s words and looked at him and the young Daoist Dihuan with grateful expressions. At this moment, Wei Jun's mother Wang Xinlan sympathetically said: "As long as you can catch that ghost, I will compensate your little Daoist master 50 thousand afterward to provide for his family."

"Then on behalf of Dihuan, I thank Mrs. Wei! You rest assured; this ghost has nowhere to run!" Old Master Tianming performed a bow and said. Then he gave the young Daoist a signal.

"Thank you, Mrs. Wei! On behalf of my mother at home, I thank Mrs. Wei!" The young Daoist Dihuan quickly stepped forward upon seeing his master’s expression and bowed with gratitude.

"Mr. Wei, Mrs. Wei, please rest assured and wait for me to finish the ritual; then your son will be safe!" After saying this, Master Tianming walked behind the table while the young Taoist Dihuan stood behind him with a serious expression.

“Hey…” Standing in front of the table, Master Tianming loudly started dancing—yes, he was dancing. In Xiao Yu’s opinion, the old Taoist looked like someone who had never learned to dance before and wasn’t doing it well at all.

The young Taoist Dihuan stood behind his master, looking straight ahead with no movement, but his face would involuntarily twitch from time to time, a rather conflicted look on it.

Wei Zhonghua and Wang Xinlan saw Master Tianming’s dance moves and the conflicted expression of young Taoist Dihuan, thinking that they must have seen a ghost appear.

Only Xiao Yu didn’t think that the old Taoist looked like he was exorcising spirits but rather dancing. Moreover, he had never seen a Taoist performing an exorcism while dancing, and the young Taoist seemed to be struggling not to laugh.

In fact, the young Taoist was secretly laughing his head off; each time he saw Master Tianming’s dance moves, he wanted to burst into laughter. The dance had taken three days of practice at a dance class, but because there was an employer present, he couldn’t let out his laughter. If Xiao Yu and the others had x-ray vision, they would have noticed that the young Taoist’s hands were tucked inside his sleeves pinching his thighs to prevent himself from laughing.

“Haha! Master Daoist, what kind of dance is this It’s so funny!” Wei Jun couldn’t help but laugh at the old Taoist’s appearance and said.

Xiao Yu also laughed upon hearing Wei Jun’s words and couldn’t resist saying, “Master Daoist, you’re not performing a Taoist exorcism; it looks like you’re dancing to please spirits!”

"You…." The old Taoist, still in the middle of his dance moves, stumbled after hearing Wei Jun’s remark, glaring at him angrily. He was about to scold Wei Jun but remembered that he had a client and stopped himself.

The old Taoist didn’t dare say anything to Wei Jun but wasn’t afraid to speak up to Xiao Yu. With an angry expression on his face, the old Taoist said, "What do you know This is how we communicate with heaven and earth, inviting our ancestor spirits to descend and catch ghosts! What’s so strange about it"

Hearing this explanation, Xiao Yu smiled and shook his head. He thought to himself that these two clearly didn’t know anything about exorcising spirits but were frauds instead. However, since they were invited by Wei Jun’s parents and the family wasn’t short of money, Xiao Yu figured it was just a waste of money for peace of mind. Therefore, he didn’t expose them but felt somewhat disappointed as he had thought he would meet fellow practitioners.

Master Tianming stood still again; this time, instead of dancing, he crossed his hands and made a Taoist gesture with his eyes closed while muttering to himself.

"Hey..." Standing and chanting, Tianming suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, then said: "Dixuan, prepare the items for the ancestor’s incarnation!"

At this moment, the young Taoist priest took out a small porcelain jar about cup-sized from somewhere. He poured a can of water from a thermos bottle and placed it on the table in front of Master Tianming. Master Tianming picked up a talisman from the table, chanted over it twice, lit it with a candle flame, and then threw it into the small jar filled with hot water.

With a "Bang..." sound, intense flames shot up from the jar, reaching half a meter high in a moment, burning fiercely like a can of gasoline being ignited.

Seeing this scene, Wei Zhonghua, Wang Xinlan, and even Wei Jun were all wide-eyed with looks of disbelief.

Xiao Yu just shook his head slightly to himself, chuckling inwardly. Though these tricks appeared miraculous, they were actually small deceptions. Xiao Yu remembered from when he was young that their neighbor back home was an elderly man in his sixties who lived with his grandson.

One day, a blind beggar carrying a bamboo pole came to their village and claimed to be able to tell fortunes, read feng shui, and capture ghosts. He said his blindness was due to the punishment from heaven for revealing too many secrets of the heavens. Such blind men had a special name in Xiao Yu's hometown: 'Clear-Eyes'.

When this Clear-Eye passed by Xiao Yu's neighbor’s house, he told the old man that there were ghosts at his home and they might endanger the child's life. The beggar simply pinched his fingers together to recite the child's birth date and time. Since this was the old man's only grandson whom he treasured as a treasure, seeing how accurately 'Clear-Eye' could describe his grandson's birth details without ever meeting him before, he must be a living deity. If a living deity said there were ghosts at home, then they should surely capture them.

The old man, lacking sources of income, asked the Clear-Eye how much it would cost to catch the ghost. The Clear-Eye said that he had to know what kind of ghost was in the house before discussing payment.

Then 'Clear-Eye' took a small jar, filled it with water from a tap and sealed it with plastic wrap. Using his bamboo pole, he tapped around the house to find a spot to bury the jar temporarily. After five minutes, he dug up the jar again and opened the seal on top of it. He lit a match and threw it into the jar, causing flames to shoot out half a meter high just like in this scene.

Only then did 'Clear-Eye' tell the old man that there was a very powerful ghost at his house, demanding one hundred yuan to help capture it. Back then, one hundred yuan in the late 90s was an enormous sum for a family relying solely on each other. But to save his grandson, the old man gritted his teeth and decided to pay up. Just then, Xiao Yu's grandfather returned from outside and exposed the beggar’s trick. Once they removed the blindfold, it turned out that there was nothing wrong with the beggar’s eyes at all; they were even better than those of an ordinary person.

Upon seeing this scene, Xiao Yu instantly recalled a similar incident from his childhood, and he couldn't help but let out a “chuckling” sound.rom the echo of Xiao Yu’s shout reverberating around, a strange silence fell upon the room.After a while, the students in the class finally reacted, lifting their heads to look at Xiao Yu standing on...