Half a month passed in the blink of an eye!

One day, Taoist Zi Jin just arrived at the store and found his sister Xiao Man with red eyes, secretly crying while sitting behind the counter.

"Xiaoman, what's wrong with you?" After half a month of getting along, Taoist Zi Jin has completely integrated into this family.

But he had no idea what he had done wrong. Even though he had been very sensible and obedient in the past half month, which helped the store's business improve a lot, he still couldn't get a single smile from his father.

"Brother, yesterday I took Dad and Mom to the hospital for a checkup and found that Dad has a heart problem. Now it's just a hidden danger, but if he doesn't have surgery, he'll run into trouble in a year or two. By then, he'll probably suffer shock or myocardial infarction due to heart valve problems. He needs surgery right away, but it'll cost $500,000... Where can we get that money?"

"Five hundred thousand?" Taoist Zi Jin was surprised.

If it were him before, this sum of money would be obtained quickly by just sending a dream to his believers.

But now, for an ordinary person, this is simply a shocking number.

"I'll find a way right away. Wait for me. Don't be anxious."

Taoist Zi Jin contacted several friends of his previous life and borrowed 100,000 yuan. Together with his previous savings, he made up a total of 150,000 yuan.

Took the money to the shop.

"Xiao Man, I have borrowed 150,000 yuan. How much do I need?"

Xiaoman took a look and shook her head helplessly: "There is still a shortfall of 200,000 yuan. Since you came back from the accident last time, you spent all the money in the family. Now I only have 50,000 yuan saved!"

Two hundred thousand is still a large number, but at least there is hope.

Taoist Zi Jin also showed a look of surprise.

Even though he came to the wonton stall family, he didn't know what he had done or what he had experienced in his previous life.

Now his family has emptied out all their savings for him, what is going on?

But now he had no time to think, so he turned around and went out immediately, planning to ask those friends for help again, or to ask Zhang Fan for help!

He returned to his rental house and while rummaging through the drawers, a yellowed Buddhist scripture fell to the ground.

He unfolded the Buddhist scripture and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Because in the middle of this Buddhist scripture, there is a piece of well-folded paper.

The direction of the lines was very familiar. It was the same book of persuasion to die that old man You Jianghai took out when he and Mr. Fei first met Zhang Fan.

"This? Is this the book marked as the place for snake cultivation?"

He immediately unfolded the letter of persuasion and found that the location was clearly marked. Moreover, according to the legendary biography told by this former Ming Dynasty captain, he had personally taken some kind of elixir to prolong his life.

In other words, if he could find this place, even if he only took out one pill from it, he could sell it at a sky-high price.

By then, let alone the money for medical treatment, there is a chance that the whole family can move out of this small county, live in a villa and drive a luxury car.

So he immediately put away the dead book and was about to go out, but was blocked by several strong men in black.

"Dong Dafu? Where is the Buddhist scripture you photographed last time?"

Taoist Zijin was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?"

"He, you are turning your back on me, right? Don't pretend with me. Last time in the cemetery, if we hadn't pulled you out of the coffin, you would have been dragged away to be buried with that thing. What? Are you pretending that you didn't know about this now?"

"In the cemetery?"

Taoist Zi Jin seemed to understand what his sister had said before about his parents draining out all the family wealth so that he could return home.

Even though Taoist Zi Jin knew nothing about human affairs and had lived in the mountains where the Tiandi Temple was located for a long time, he still understood that digging graves was an extremely unscrupulous act and was despised by all ordinary people in the world.

It’s no wonder that the father of this body would look upon him coldly.

It turned out that he was a tomb robber.

The identities of the people in front of him were about to be revealed. The only people who could be mixed up with tomb robbers, besides their peers, were probably dead!

"I don't know any scriptures. I advise you not to come to me in the future. I have nothing to do with you anymore."

Taoist Zi Jin acted very cold, turned around, opened the monk's wooden door and was about to go downstairs!

However, the yellowed paper in his pocket was spotted by one of his younger brothers.

"Brother Chongzi, this kid has a treasure in his pocket."

Brother Chongzi raised his eyebrows and looked at the pocket of Taoist Zijin, but he did not say anything. There were surveillance cameras in the corridor, and if he took action here, he would be walking into a trap.

So he chuckled, looked deeply at Taoist Zi Jin, and turned and left.

These guys were not easy to deal with, and Taoist Zi Jin knew it very well, so he immediately checked out, took the scripture with him, and returned to the wonton stall.

As soon as he arrived here, he saw an ambulance driving away. The wonton stall was also bustling with activity. Dong Xiaoman's mother was sitting on the ground with a pale face, but Dong Xiaoman was not there.

He quickly helped his mother up, and after asking, he found out that Taoist Zi Jin's father had a sudden heart attack just now, and the ambulance was there to rescue him.

At this time, Taoist Zi Jin no longer had any thoughts of treasure hunting and immediately ran to the hospital.

He was born and raised naturally, and even though he had cultivated to the realm of false immortal before, he was ultimately a person without roots and support. Although he has become an ordinary person now, he is so weak and pitiful that he dare not provoke the gangsters.

But he has a beautiful sister, a kind mother, and a simple but taciturn father.

When he arrived at the hospital, he saw Dong Xiaoman sitting on a chair crying bitterly. After asking, he learned that the disease would normally take half a year to a year, but because two thugs had just run to the wonton stall and mentioned that Taoist Zijin was a tomb robber, they stimulated the old man and caused him to fall ill on the spot!

"Brother, they also said that you stole something from them, a Buddhist scripture... You should return it to them quickly, and don't let them mention those things again. Dad has been an honest and simple person all his life, but people are pointing fingers at him. Even I can't stand it."

Hearing this, Taoist Zi Jin's eyes were almost bloodshot.

But he didn't get angry at first, but said to his sister.

"I'll go and raise the money right away, and we'll perform surgery on Dad right away, don't worry... I didn't steal anything from others, those people are just framing me."

Dong Xiaoman obviously still trusted Dong Dafu and nodded blankly.

After leaving the hospital, Taoist Zi Jin looked up at the clear sky and suddenly felt that the sun was a little dazzling.

"So, this is an ordinary person?"

He took a deep breath, and without lingering for a moment, he returned to his room in his old home and opened the closet.