"You must listen to me. I'm performing a ritual for your family for free, so your eldest sister won't absorb all the good fortune your family has."

"You disobeyed and refused to cooperate with this master. Your eldest sister has drained all your good fortune. You, your mother, and your second brother will all die young."

"As long as you listen to me and do what I teach you, I will not only prevent your older sister from stealing your good fortune, but I will also make you full of good fortune."

"Many people in your village have spent a lot of money to ask me to perform rituals, exorcise evil spirits, and make them rich. The old lady next door to your house spent 300 yuan to ask me to perform rituals to exorcise evil spirits for her granddaughter. I only charge you 10 yuan. You've made a fortune. Hurry up and get rid of these things."

"Don't be afraid. I have performed magic on many people in the past, and they are all very rich now. They are all wealthy and powerful people."

"Lie down on the bed and spread your legs..."

"Please don't touch me, what are you going to do?" Song Caixing's voice trembled with fear.

"I'm helping your family exorcise evil spirits and bring good fortune. Lie down quickly and do as I instruct you. Cooperate well with this master, and I guarantee you'll be blessed with good fortune and your whole family will prosper."

"I don't want to get rich, I want to get out," Song Caixing cried and pleaded, her voice filled with fear.

"Are you being disobedient?"

"Your mother begged me to come. If you don't listen to her, she'll definitely be angry. Lie down quickly, and soon you'll experience the ultimate pleasure that this master will bestow upon you!"

"Really, this master is very kind and good-hearted. I never lie to anyone. Don't be afraid, be good..."

Bang!

A loud bang.

The master felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and blood flowed from his hair like water, dripping onto Song Caixing's body.

"Where did the blood come from?" The master touched the back of his head, his hand covered in blood. He turned around and saw Song Yinhua raising the large iron shovel in her hand and hitting him again. He was so frightened that he quickly dodged, but tripped over his pants that were pulled down to his legs and fell off the bed.

"You beast, you animal, what did you do to Cai Xing!" Song Yinhua was so angry that her mind went blank, and she even had the urge to kill someone.

Her eyes were bloodshot, which looked creepy.

He raised the large iron shovel in his hand and struck the master again...

-

In Tang Suxiang's courtyard, her granddaughter and great-granddaughter were playing and chasing each other all over the yard.

Qiao Guilan, who was helping her sister-in-law take care of her granddaughter, took a break to help her peel edamame beans and chatted casually.

An elderly man returning from outside the village saw Qiao Guilan shelling soybeans and mentioned that Song Yinhua had been drenched with water.

"Her old man leered at your Yinhua a couple of times, which made him so angry that he almost hit your eldest daughter. Luckily, someone nearby stopped him."

"Aren't all men the same? Sloppy and filthy, what does it have to do with the young girl?"

"Old Song is the same. He's an old man in his fifties or sixties. I'm too ashamed to say anything to him!"

“Fortune telling is all a scam to swindle money, how can you take it seriously! Guilan, you can’t believe it, you can’t harm your own daughter.”

While shelling edamame, Tang Suxiang said, "The fortune teller is very accurate. He's a master. He predicted the fortunes of my sons Hanwen and Xuewen perfectly. The master has no grudge against Guilan's family, so he wouldn't make things up."

The old man advised Tang Suxiang, "Suxiang, Erzhuang and your husband are brothers. We can't be too immoral. We have to leave people a way out. If we push people too far, they might turn against their families."

Tang Suxiang laughed, "Auntie, what do you mean by that? What immoral thing have I done? My son Hanwen is a big boss, and he'll be a high-ranking official after he studies. What does it have to do with family? Guilan and I have a good relationship. Auntie, please don't cause trouble."

As soon as the old man left, Qiao Guilan rushed home.

Tang Suxiang meant for her not to leave, as there were two children and a lot of chores to do, and one person couldn't manage it all.

“Yinhua has gone home. I have to go back and check on her. The master is performing a ritual at my house. I’m worried about Yinhua seeing him. Caixing is too timid. If she tells her older sister everything, we’ll be in big trouble. Yinhua’s temper is even worse than her father’s now.”

"The master is performing rituals at home, and Cai Xing is the only one there?" Tang Suxiang asked.

“The master said that to perform the ritual, a family member needs to cooperate. I didn’t dare let Yinhua know about this. Erzhuang has to go to work, Baogen has to go to work, and I came to your house to take care of the children. Only Xiao Si’er and Caixing are left.” Qiao Guilan said as she got up to go home.

When she jogged home, she saw the master shirtless, his pants hanging on his calves, lying disheveled by the bed. Her eldest daughter was raising a large iron shovel and hitting the master on the head.

Without thinking twice, Qiao Guilan rushed forward and shoved Song Yinhua aside.

"Yinhua, what's wrong with you!" Qiao Guilan scolded, "Smashing down with such a big shovel could kill someone!"

"Mom, did you send this guy to our house to bully Xiao Si?"

"What bullying? That master came to our house to perform a ritual, to exorcise evil spirits and bring us good fortune, so we can become rich too!" Qiao Guilan scolded Song Yinhua angrily, "You ruined everything! I finally managed to ask the master to perform a ritual to exorcise evil spirits and bring us wealth..."

"Mom, you're not that old, are you getting senile?" Song Yinhua roared. "What kind of ritual is this? This is just a charlatan pretending to be a god. How could you let an old man be alone with Caixing?"

"What charlatan? He's a master, not a swindler. Many people in the village have asked him to perform rituals..."

"Look at Cai Xing!" Song Yinhua pointed at the bed and angrily yelled at her own mother.

"Why are you yelling at me like a mad dog?" Qiao Guilan was also furious. She subconsciously looked in the direction Song Yinhua was pointing and was immediately dumbfounded.

Song Caixing curled up naked at the foot of the bed, clutching the thin blanket tightly and silently shedding tears.

Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were red from crying.

"What happened?" Qiao Guilan glanced at Cai Xing, then at the master, whose face was covered in blood, his upper body was bare, and his pants were hanging on his legs.

Even if she was stupid, she could tell what had happened.

Qiao Guilan lunged at the master, "You said you would help my family set up an altar to perform rituals, exorcise evil spirits, and bring good fortune. What did you do to my fourth daughter?"

"What happened? What happened?" Tang Suxiang, who had followed over, shouted as she looked at the mess and disarray in the room, her gloating smile almost bursting out.

Tang Suxiang ran out of the house shouting, "Help! Someone has violated Cai Xing of Er Zhuang's family! Come quick..."

Song Yinhua grabbed a porcelain jar from the old cabinet and smashed it against the wall next to Tang Suxiang. "I came back in time, and Caixing wasn't ruined. Aunt, you'd better not talk nonsense."

Tang Suxiang sensed the threat in Song Yinhua's tone, but what could an unmarried girl do?

The master inside the house, while hurriedly pulling up his pants, stubbornly insisted, "I'm just helping your family exorcise evil and bring good fortune. Don't bite the hand that feeds you! You don't appreciate a good heart!"

“Your eldest daughter is an evil spirit. She is sucking away the good fortune of you, your son and your whole family. I kindly performed a ritual to exorcise the evil spirit from your family. She has lost so much of my good fortune. Your eldest daughter is a scourge. She even ruined my ritual. Your family is going to have a terrible time!”

"Your house is about to collapse..."

"You're the one who's going to be in big trouble!" Song Yinhua slammed the shovel down again, but the master dodged quickly, and the shovel hit the edge of the bed.

"You're trying to kill someone!" the master shouted. If that iron shovel really hit someone, they would be killed instantly. "Murder! Murder! Evil spirits are killing people!"