Chapter 30: Money for Life

Jiang Suisui looked at him and said, "I know."

Luo Jiangyu looked at Jiang Suisui as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Master, what's wrong with me?"

Jiang Suisui looked at Luo Jiangyu, who was already extremely anxious: "Your condition started this month, and it's getting worse and worse. Now your body is getting weaker and weaker."

After hearing this, Luo Jiangyu immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."

Jiang Suisui looked at his face and said, "Your birth date and eight characters."

Luo Jiangyu was desperate and tried every possible means, so he told everyone his birth date and eight characters, regardless of whether it was true or not.

Jiang Suisui counted on his fingers and laughed, "A month ago, you were returning home at night and saw a beautifully embroidered purse on the road. You picked it up out of greed. Is there anything else in it besides money?"

Luo Jiangyu's face turned pale again. He had never told anyone about this before. "Yes."

Jiang Suisui sighed: "Do you know what those are used for?"

Luo Jiangyu quickly shook his head: "No, I don't know."

At this time, many people had gathered around to watch the fun. They had already seen Jiang Sui's skills yesterday, and now seeing someone coming to tell fortunes, they all gathered around curiously.

"Master, what's inside?"

Jiang Suisui looked at the people around him and said, "Besides the banknotes, there is also a lock of hair tied with a red string. This money is for buying my life."

Everyone was shocked: "What? Money for life?"

Luo Jiangyu was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground. The people next to him quickly helped him up and sat him on a stool: "Master, you can definitely save me, right?"

Jiang Suisui never thought that someone would use such a sinister method to prolong the life of the dead. This was all done by evil cultivators.

She looked at Luo Jiangyu. This man was originally expected to live to be 80 years old, but within a month, 30 years of his life had been borrowed from him. She was afraid that he would die soon.

"Take me to your house."

Luo Jiangyu quickly got up and took Jiang Suisui to their home.

Jiang Suisui didn't even need Luo Jiangyu to tell him anything and just walked in one direction.

When Luo Jiangyu's wife and family saw a strange young man just barging in, they were ready to yell at him.

"Mom, I invited her back."

Aunt Luo and Luo Jiangyu's wife stopped talking and looked at her in confusion, wanting to know what was going on.

Jiang Suisui found the purse thrown in a corner.

The purse is embroidered with very beautiful patterns and is made of exquisite materials. It is obvious that it is not something that ordinary families can afford.

Now, wisps of black evil energy are floating out from above the purse.

Jiang Suisui reached out and grabbed the purse, and the evil energy in it was instantly absorbed into her body.

His fingers fumbled with the purse for a moment, and with a force of his hand he tore a hole in it.

A blood-red piece of paper appeared inside, with complicated seal characters written on it, and the evil aura came from it.

When the people from the Luo family saw the paper in her hand, they felt uncomfortable and didn't know why.

Jiang Suisui turned to look at Luo Jiangyu: "Have you ever told anyone your birth date?"

Luo Jiangyu recalled carefully and realized that he didn't seem to have told anyone his birth date.

When Qin Hui heard this, her heart skipped a beat: "Is it related to the birth date?"

Jiang Susui looked at Qin Hui's face and sighed in her heart. This woman was deceived by someone. She didn't realize that her casual remark would shorten her husband's life by thirty years.

Luo Jiangyu looked at his wife: "You know?"

Tan Hui hesitantly said, "I had a friend before. She said the talismans in the Taoist temple were very effective, so I wanted to ask for one for my husband. She asked for his birth date, so I told her."

Aunt Luo immediately became anxious: "Master, what's going on?"

Seeing the old lady's anxious face, Jiang Suisui no longer concealed the truth: "Your son's life span was borrowed for thirty years. If you hadn't met me today, you would have been arranging his funeral in more than a month."

When Aunt Luo heard this, she fell backwards. Fortunately, other people in the Luo family helped her to hold her up in time.

Qin Hui collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face. "How, how could this happen?"