Chapter 484 That's more like it

"Wait, you two, calm down. Second brother, put down the cleaver."

Song Chunxue stopped him, knowing that Wang Yong's arrival so quickly must be because he needed her help; he wanted to see the Taoist priest.

The fourth brother didn't know and thought the kitchen knife was faulty.

"Don't you have a long knife yourself? A kitchen knife is so short. It looks scary, but when it comes to actual fighting, someone can just slice it off with one stroke."

The second son thought it made sense, and while speaking, he put the kitchen knife aside and went to his room to get a long knife.

Fine, let Wang Yong see that she also has two sons who can support her.

The second and fourth brothers, looking aggressive, rushed into the front hall ahead of her.

"Wang Yong, what are you doing here? You were the one who got beaten up for your rude remarks and harassing my mother. What, you brought so many people here today, are you here to get revenge?" The fourth brother pointed at him with a rolling pin. "Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're an official. Your brother Wang Can isn't the boss of Jincheng!"

Wang Yong remained seated until he saw Song Chunxue step across the threshold. He stood up, cupped his hands, and said, “Sister Song, I have offended you greatly before. I was blind to your greatness. My imprisonment and demotion were my own fault. I have come here today, and I would like to ask for your guidance. I would like to see your senior brother, Master Zhang.”

The fourth brother was embarrassed. He hid the rolling pin behind his back and said in a weaker voice, "So you didn't come here for revenge today."

Wang Yong laughed, "Have you ever seen someone seeking revenge come to your door with lavish gifts?"

The fourth brother looked at the table to the side, where several gift boxes were neatly stacked, and they looked quite valuable.

He scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "Hehe, sorry, I didn't see you just now. You're a really nice person."

Wang Yong looked at Song Chunxue with a strange expression, "Your son is quite filial, but he's a bit slow."

The fourth brother's smile faded with anger. "Hey, who are you cursing?"

The second brother came over, stopped his arm, pulled him down to sit, and looked at Wang Yong with a detached expression.

“If you didn’t need our help, you wouldn’t have come to apologize so sincerely. We don’t appreciate this favor. Whether the Taoist priest is willing to help depends on his wishes. Take the things back with you. The Taoist priest is preparing to build a Taoist temple on Wuquan Mountain. Go there to find him.”

At this point, he raised his voice, "Tell your niece, Wang Qing, to stop sending messages. Ever since you said those foul words to my mother, there's no turning back on this matter."

He was a man who had been around for many years. After carefully considering the matter of his mother beating up Wang Yong's men in the street, he realized that someone like Wang Qing was someone he couldn't tolerate.

Even her mother thought she was too cunning; Wang Qing was worth ten of her.

Wang Yong looked at him meaningfully, still maintaining his superior attitude, "Although Wang Qing is married, she is worthy of you."

The second son laughed, "You overestimate me. I am just an unknown nobody. I am not worthy of marrying into the Wang family, nor do I want to. Please ask Miss Wang to find another suitable man."

Wang Yong said no more, stood up and glanced at Song Chunxue, "We've become friends through a fight. If you need anything in the future, you can come to the Wang family to find me."

"You're too kind. Take care," Song Chunxue said with a faint smile. "Take the things with you; we can't afford to accept them."

The man behind Wang Yong looked up to ask for instructions, and seeing Wang Yong nod slightly, he picked up the things and left.

Seeing them leave the courtyard, the fourth son asked curiously, "Mother, what happened? Why did his attitude suddenly change? Did you talk to him before?"

The second son also stood up. "What did Mother say? Did they give you any trouble?"

Song Chunxue briefly recounted the situation at the time.

"Stay away from them in the future. He even dared to kill a pregnant woman, which shows he has little conscience. We can't afford to mess with people like that."

"Okay, I understand. But is Mother really that good now? Can she jump over the wall so easily? Can you teach me?"

Song Chunxue said irritably, "You're so lazy, unwilling to meditate or practice standing meditation to strengthen your lower body. Once your dantian is full of qi, you can easily climb a tree. It's no wonder you can't teach someone without putting in the effort."

The fourth brother wanted to say something, but Song Chunxue raised her hand to stop him. "Go practice. Stand in a stance or squat in a horse stance. Practice however you like. First, have the willpower before you talk to me about anything else. I hate people who can talk big and talk big."

The fourth brother pursed his lips. "Don't underestimate me. I'll go practice right now."

...

The following afternoon, the Taoist priest arrived at the Jiang residence.

Wang Yong's people have already contacted him.

"Junior brother, I think I'll leave this matter to you. Give it some practice. You'll be handling things on your own from now on. Have you ever drawn any of the talismans and spells you learned before?"

Hearing her senior's words, Song Chunxue became extremely nervous.

"Does Senior Brother mean I should...exorcise ghosts?"

The Taoist priest flicked his whisk and said, “Since you are determined to cultivate Taoism, you can’t just be a half-baked Taoist forever. Our Taoist temple is not yet built. Taoist priests in the community should be versatile and know a little bit about everything.”

"Don't underestimate farmers. They only care about a few things: whether the ancestral graves and the living quarters are safe, whether they can suppress evil spirits, and whether they can bring wealth. Actually, they don't care much about whether they can bring wealth or not. They only believe in their own hands. The only things they need from us are the first few. If you encounter a grave relocation and you dare not collect the bones or look at the coffin with white bones, how can you be a wandering Taoist priest?"

"Huh?" Song Chunxue was dumbfounded. "You want me to compete with the local geomancers for a living? They also hire women to move their ancestors' graves and chant scriptures. Why should I learn this? I'm not going."

The Taoist priest calmly took a sip of tea. "It's fine if you don't want to go. I've noticed you've been in a bad mood lately. Go back to Zhuanglang County to be with your child. You'll feel more comfortable there."

Song Chunxue got angry, stood up and stared at him, "Senior brother, what do you mean? Do you think I'll just go home and take care of the children? The children are grown up now and don't need me. I want to follow you and cultivate."

She rolled up her sleeves. "It's just exorcising ghosts, eliminating their malevolence and letting them reincarnate. But if my senior brother doesn't teach me, aren't you afraid that I might turn on Wang Yong and make that vengeful ghost turn against him? That bastard made me his concubine, and I won't forget that."

"You dare!" The Taoist priest put down his teacup. "Then let's go to the Wang family together tomorrow."

Song Chunxue nodded, "No problem, no problem."

That's more like it.

They both thought the same thing at the same time.

Song Chunxue heard the hooting of an owl.

She glanced at the sky outside and couldn't help but ask, "How has Lord Xie been these past two days?"

The Taoist priest raised his eyes. "What do you mean, 'how come'? You regret it?"

"Senior brother, can't you see that he might marry someone and have children in the future?"

The Taoist priest shook his head slightly. "I can't see everyone's fate clearly. Besides, if I could, would I be trying to bring you two together?"

"The problem lies with you. You're someone who's started over, the biggest variable. Meeting you changes everything for us. Even Wang Yong, do you know what his original fate was?"

Everything changes when you meet her?

This was the first time Song Chunxue had ever heard such a statement.

Although it made perfect sense, hearing it from her senior brother surprised and intrigued her.

"How did it go?" Song Chunxue boldly guessed, "Did their lineage shield Wang Can from disaster, and their fate was tragic?"