The Qian family mansion was still the same as yesterday, with its main gate covered in talismans.

This time, the carriage could go straight in. If an ordinary girl were to enter, she would be terrified by the scene inside.

The yard smelled strongly of smoked mugwort, and it seemed that all the plants had been removed and replaced with water tanks.

The amount of water in each water tank was different, some more and some less, and it was unclear whether the Qian family had set up some kind of formation.

The most terrifying thing was that every water tank was covered with red characters and yellow talismans, and the yard was also covered with them.

If Su Luo and the others hadn't entered during the day, this place would be comparable to a mortuary.

Lu Yuanzhong deliberately hid behind a pillar, hoping to see Su Luo's terrified expression when she came in and was scared to tears by the scene.

He could feel secretly pleased just imagining it, but he never expected that reality would disappoint him so much. Su Luo wasn't afraid at all.

He even dared to touch the talisman with his finger! It's infuriating! Is this Su Niangzi even a woman?

If Lu Yuanzhong knew that Su Luo dared to go to the Chaotic Mourning Hill to dissect corpses in the middle of the night, he would be the one who would be frightened.

"Madam Su, Madam Su, you've arrived! My sister is waiting for you in the room. Please come in, please come in..."

On the surface, Lu Yuanzhong's shifty-eyed appearance gives people an uncomfortable feeling.

Following Lu Yuanzhong to the backyard, which was even stranger than the front yard, we arrived.

Today, almost everyone from the Qian family has gathered in this backyard, with maids and servants surrounding them in the distance.

In the middle stood a monk with a long beard, and next to him were two large iron pots.

Several layers of bamboo woven racks were placed on top of the iron pot.

There was also a very tall steaming bucket on the grate. There were two of these devices, but I don't know what they were for.

When the monk saw Su Luo looking at him, he also stared at Su Luo, looking her up and down with a smug look in his eyes.

"Madam Su, Madam Su, please come this way."

Lu Yuanzhong knocked on the door, and Madam Qian's voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Lu Yuanzhong gestured for Su Luo to enter, and Su Luo pushed open the door, while Butler Shi and Lu Yuanzhong waited outside.

Upon entering the room, Su Luo was filled with the smell of mugwort and white smoke, making it difficult for her to open her eyes.

I had to hold it in to prevent myself from choking.

"Madam Su, it will be as you said, eight taels of silver per mu in Qingjiang Village, here is the land deed."

Upon seeing Su Luo, Madam Qian went straight to the point, rubbing her temples with one hand, looking quite tired.

This caught Su Luo completely off guard; she had originally planned to have a verbal battle with Madam Qian.

Walking up to Madam Qian, Su Luo picked up the land deed and examined it carefully; it was indeed genuine.

“Madam Qian, since we both agree to this price, why don’t we go to the county government office to sign the document and settle the payment?”

Madam Qian sat up straight, put her hands down, rubbed the handkerchief repeatedly, and looked up at Su Luo.

"Did Madam Su bring enough money with her this time?"

Su Luo smiled but did not sit down.

"Ever since I decided to buy Qingjiang Manor, I have always carried silver with me."

She can carry her spatial storage with her at all times, let alone just the money to buy the estate.

All her possessions were within her reach.

"Madam Qian, shall I go to the county government office now?"

"No need. I have already sent someone to invite Master Ma over. As soon as the document is signed, Madam Su will give me six hundred and forty taels immediately."

"no problem!"

Madam Qian wished time would pass quickly, as her husband and son's illnesses had worsened today.

They've been coughing up blood since midnight. If we don't save them today, they'll die.

He truly regretted listening to Lu Yuanzhong yesterday and not making a deal with Su Luo sooner.

Now that they have everything prepared, Master Namo will begin the ritual as soon as he receives the money.

He said that after today's ritual, the master and Wenbin would be fully cured.

Su Luo sat down without touching the tea that the servants brought.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Master Ma finally spoke.

Without further ado, both parties signed the documents brought by Master Ma.

Madam Qian handed the land deed to Su Luo, who then reached into her sleeve and took out 640 taels of silver notes from her spatial storage and gave them to Madam Qian.

With Master Ma as witness, the two completed the transaction.

Before Su Luo could even hand the silver note to Madam Qian, she reached out and took it, her expression and movements extremely eager.

"Madam Su, Master Ma, there are still religious ceremonies at home, so I cannot see you off."

"You two can easily find any servant or maid to take you out. Excuse my rudeness."

After saying this, Madam Qian ran across the two walls to the outer courtyard, leaving only Su Luo and Master Ma in the room.

"Madam Su, please..."

"Master Ma, please..."

The two were still deferring to each other, and Su Luo was still curious as they left.

She wanted to see how that monk would perform his rituals. Could a ritual be more effective than those performed by doctors?

Seeing Su Luo standing at the door looking around, Master Ma and Butler Shi stood behind her.

They also wanted to see the excitement.

Madam Qian gave the monk a lot of silver, and the monk waved his hand.

Two men then carried a man in his fifties across the yard.

This person should be Master Qian from the Qian family.

They sat on a chair with its legs resting between two bamboo poles, and one person carried it from one end.

There was still blood on Master Qian's clothes; it must have been blood he had vomited.

At first glance, Su Luo thought the big monk would burn some talismans.

They perform rituals like exorcising evil spirits and summoning back souls, but the more you watch their actions, the more suspicious they seem.

Suddenly, the two men lifted up the wealthy man's arm and stuffed him into the wooden tub.

The wooden barrel is very tall, like an inverted lid, with the bottom on top and the mouth of the barrel at the bottom.

There was an opening at the bottom, and only the head of the wealthy man, Qian, was sticking out of that opening.

Then four or five people lifted the bucket and placed it on the grate of the iron pot.

Su Luo's eyes widened. Was this guy planning to steam the rich man Qian?

This really shattered her worldview. How ignorant must one be to steam a person?

Su Luo tried to speak up to stop him, but was stopped by Master Ma.

“Madam Su, this is someone else’s business. Perhaps they just want Qian Yuan to go out and sweat it out to get rid of the toxins in his body.”

This makes sense. If people really do what Master Ma says, then from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, it is a form of health preservation.

As Su Luo had expected, the monk lit the fire under the iron pot.

The wealthy man, Mr. Qian, was weak and listless, and could only watch helplessly. Perhaps he also felt that doing so would cure his illness.

After settling things with Master Qian, the two servants ran to another room and soon brought out a young boy.

The boy's face was pale, his eyes were slightly red, his left hand was covering his chest, and his right hand was hanging limply over the chair. He looked weak and listless.

He kept coughing, and you could tell from the sound of his cough that he had a lot of phlegm in his lungs.

Two servants carried him past Su Luo and the others. Su Luo lost her balance and leaned forward.

He grabbed the boy's drooping wrist with his right hand, pressing three fingers against his wrist pulse.

"Excuse me, I'm blocking the way."

After saying that, Su Luo quickly withdrew her hand. Only the boy and she knew about taking her pulse earlier.