As soon as Zhao Minggeng said this, the people kneeling beside him all looked at him.

If the circumstances weren't unforgiving, Huang would have beaten her son.

What does it mean to appear in a dream? The old lady has been gone for so many years, and you're telling her to have a problem with her son? Isn't that ridiculous?

Zhao Minggeng realized he had said the wrong thing, and to make amends, he kowtowed several more times towards his grandmother's grave.

"Grandma, I misspoke. My father isn't in good health."

He's the weakest in the family, and his fighting skills are terrible. If you have any problems, you can just talk to your grandson.

Even if the grandson isn't capable, he still has a smart and capable daughter.

Grandma, you have no idea how lucky your granddaughter is. Her fiancé's mother is a princess, and the boy's uncle is the current emperor.

That kid is now a successful candidate in the imperial examinations.

Hehe, I forgot to tell you, our family has produced 10 scholars who passed the imperial examinations, that is, your grandson and your great-grandson, all of whom are now scholars.

Awesome, right? Be proud!

Milk, I just don't know if you guys can visit each other in the underworld.

If we could visit each other, we could chat with the princess's in-laws.

With such a good family to back you up, even my grandfather and his second wife can't bully you anymore..."

Even though the sun was shining brightly, Zhao Minggeng's words sent chills down the spines of the group.

After burning the paper money, the group hurried down the mountain.

Zhao Minggeng is simply toxic.

These mysterious and intangible things are quite frightening in themselves.

After Zhao Minggeng's nagging, Zhao Changgeng and Zhao Yonggeng felt a chill run down their spines.

Zhao Qianci is alright. Don't underestimate him just because he's the weakest. Everyone here is his elder.

He wasn't afraid even if his own father was buried here, because his grandparents loved him the most, and he also had his own mother. Who was he afraid of?

After descending the mountain, they declined Song Changxi's offer to stay for dinner and returned to the town.

However, he also inquired with Song Changxi about which geomancer in the vicinity was the most skilled.

Whether it was because his long-cherished wish had finally come true, or because the journey had been too arduous, Zhao Qianci developed a fever that very night.

Even after taking Zhao Qingyan's special medicine, it didn't work.

We consulted a doctor, who only said it was a cold that had entered the body.

The medicine didn't help.

The old doctor had no choice but to have the patient wiped down with warm water repeatedly, hoping it would help.

In an attempt to reduce Zhao Qianci's fever, they applied baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor) to his forehead, limbs, palms, soles, armpits, and neck. Even so, they were unable to bring down Zhao Qianci's high fever.

Later, it was Wang Caixia who suggested that perhaps the old man had attracted some unclean spirit, and that they should try to summon his soul directly.

Desperate, Wang Caixia knelt by Zhao Qianci's bedside, calling out repeatedly...

"Father, come back, the whole family is waiting for you. Father..."

Having died once before, Zhao Qingyan felt that the old man seemed to be trapped somewhere.

Once downstairs, I asked the waiter to help me find a willow twig.

The waiter was naturally happy to receive one hundred coins.

He didn't even need fifteen minutes; he ran straight to the back street, broke off two willow branches from a tree, and came back.

The Zhao family was puzzled when they saw Zhao Qingyan returning with willow branches.

Zhao Qingyan was too lazy to explain to everyone.

They sent all the women and children back to their rooms to sleep, leaving only the three Zhao brothers and Huang.

Zhao Qingyan stood by Zhao Qianci's bedside for a while.

"Those who know what's good for them should get off my grandfather right now, or don't blame me for being impolite. I'll count to three, one, two, three..."

Before Zhao Qingyan could finish speaking, a willow branch lashed out at Zhao Qianci's stomach.

Then he immediately slapped Zhao Qianci's calves, chest, head, and arms.

If Zhao Qingyan were to use her usual strength, she could easily tear Zhao Qianci's skin and flesh apart.

Today, Zhao Qingyan drew the willow branch with great skill and moved very quickly, yet she did not hurt Zhao Qianci in the slightest.

Zhao Qingyan continued to whip Zhao Qianci for less than fifteen minutes before finally striking Zhao Minggeng with a willow branch.

Trusting his daughter, Zhao Minggeng didn't dodge when Zhao Qingyan swung the willow branch at him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Qingyan lashed the air several more times, then the willow branch struck the ground.

When she drew the last card, Zhao Qingyan stomped down, channeling her inner energy and applying pressure.

This oppressive aura drew away a trace of spiritual energy from the space.

There was a "plop" sound underfoot.

Zhao Qingyan rubbed her foot back and forth a few more times before withdrawing it.

Everyone in the room heard that sound.

Previously, Zhao Qingyan had been whipping people repeatedly, but no one knew what she was whipping; they were just trusting her.

Then, looking at each of Zhao Qingyan's whippings of the willow branches, it didn't seem like she was doing it casually.

No one made a sound. No one moved around unnecessarily, so as not to affect Zhao Qingyan's performance.

But to their surprise, they actually heard something extraordinary.

After Zhao Qingyan lifted her foot to make sure there was no problem, everyone's attention turned to Zhao Qianci.

Zhao Qianci, whose face had been flushed before, was now breathing steadily and looked much better.

Huang reached out and touched Zhao Qianci's forehead, feeling that his temperature had dropped considerably.

"Great, your grandpa's fever isn't so bad anymore, sweetie, what did you see?"

Zhao Qingyan frowned.

"Actually, I didn't see anything, but I felt like there was something there. So I asked the waiter for some willow branches."

Relying on my five senses, I tried and surprisingly, it actually worked.

Several people who went up the mountain today involuntarily shuddered at the same time, looking somewhat frightened.

Zhao Qingyan smiled.

"Don't worry, the house is very clean now."

Everything is gone. Don't forget that my godfather was a half-step god.

Even if you don't teach me anything, I'll still benefit from it.

Well, everyone was clearly comforted.

Zhao Qianci woke up quickly. After drinking a glass of water and eating some porridge, he finally had the strength to speak.

"I'm so tired. I just had a dream where I was fighting with a demon. He grabbed my neck and made it hard for me to breathe."

This was outrageous! I grabbed his neck and then, hehe, kicked him in the groin. Unexpectedly, that thing turned out to be a eunuch.

Oh my god, this really made me angry.

I used the skills I had previously seen the old women in our village fighting.

I used everything: scratching my face and pulling my hair.

I never imagined I'd be this powerful; in the end, I actually defeated that thing. I heard it scream in agony.

Then I woke up.

After Zhao Qianci finished speaking, he noticed that the people in the room looked a little strange.

He wisely refrained from asking what had happened.