Chapter 132

Uncle Wu sighed and said helplessly, "There were so many unjust cases in the past few years. Are there only two of you in your family? No other male descendants?"

Su Yuanzheng replied, "I am the only one my father has, and I only have one daughter."

"Do you have any cousins?"

"That's quite a lot."

Uncle Wu walked around the tree and suddenly laughed. "Young man, opening Uncle Wu's furnace once costs 999, which is not a small amount! These talisman papers were buried by people in the past. They can be found in many places. If you believe in them, they are there. If you don't believe in them, everything will be fine. Now we are scientific and civilized. Think about it, do you want Uncle Wu to help you with the talisman or burn it yourself?"

Su Yuanzheng thought for a moment, glanced at the silent Su Miao, and made a decision: "Third Master, please help me. It's not for anything else, I just want peace of mind."

"Okay, go call your cousins now, the more the better. If this thing can be negotiated with the Third Master, then the Third Master will send it away. Otherwise, your family will uproot it."

"Hey! Good! Third Master... this cousin..."

"Don't worry. With the power of your entire family, we won't harm their blessings. If we can handle this matter well, it will benefit all of you."

Su Yuanzheng ran to the convenience store to call someone, and Su Miao stayed in the backyard.

I saw Wu Sanye's grandson Wu Miao take a cushion from the car and put it under the tree. After Wu Sanye sat on it, he began to talk with his eyes closed.

They spoke in the local dialect, which Su Miao didn't quite understand, so he just watched curiously from the side.

Unlike other Taoist priests who beat drums and gongs and hung prayer flags, Uncle Wu San just sat on a cushion and a cloth bag, and spoke intermittently, as if he was having a real conversation with someone.

Su Miao brought a stool and asked Wu Miao, who was standing three meters away from Mr. Wu San, to sit on it, while he and Wu Dawang sat in the corridor.

Su Yuanzheng, who had gone out to make a phone call, came back after a while. He came in, patted Wu Dawang's arm, and motioned him to go into the living room.

"What's wrong, Brother Yuan?"

Su Yuanzheng opened the cloth bag, revealing the new money inside: "I've taken the money back. How should I give it to the Third Master next time? Should I wrap it in red cloth or something else?"

"Find a basin, ah! That one! Fill it with rice, wrap the money in red cloth, and bury it. When San Gong comes back later, put it directly on his car."

Mr. Wu sat there for two hours without drinking a sip of water. Su Yuan was about to bring him a bowl of water, but Wu Miao waved his hand to refuse.

At this time, the second uncle came with a large group of male members of the family. Most of them didn't know the specific situation. They just heard that Su Yuanzheng's family had invited a Taoist priest, so they all came.

It is not uncommon here to invite a Taoist priest to your home to pray for blessings and to ask for help from family members and relatives.

"Ah Zheng, time is running out. Several of my brothers haven't come back yet, so I asked some of my nephews to fill in. I'll ask Daogong later if this is okay."

Su Miao came out to greet his uncles and aunts, and saw three uncles, two uncles, and seven or eight cousins, including Brother Yu.

Wu Miao received instructions from the Third Master and came out to bring everyone in.

Seeing so many men coming, Mr. Wu nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the incoming people one by one, pointed at a few people, and said, "It's not appropriate for you to get close. Stay in the front yard."

Then he put a stick of incense in a small incense burner he brought with him and shouted angrily at the tree: "Humph! If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the penalty wine. Dig up this tree!"

They got to work right away. Although everyone was still confused, since they were there, they all listened to Master Wu San and started wielding hoes and shovels. Those who didn't have enough tools helped pull the traction rope to prevent the old tree from suddenly falling to another place and injuring anyone.

Master Wu San said to Su Yuanzheng, "Master, go prepare some delicious food to reward your people. Go!"

After receiving the order, Su Yuanzheng hurried to the market with Su Yu. He felt relieved because his second uncle Su Miao was watching over him at home.

Soon, a dozen men knocked down the old tree and dug out the tangled old roots, covering a large area. Second uncle came over and asked Uncle Wu what to do next.

Uncle Wu pointed to a spot in the middle of the trunk and said, "Chop a small piece of wood here for me, and chop the rest into smaller pieces. I'm going to burn them all today."

The men began to chop firewood with a "hey ha hey ha" sound. Uncle Wu San moved the futon to the corridor, took out tools from the cloth bag, and started to make wood carvings with the piece of wood.

Two small swords were made quickly and then sewn into the two amulets.

Su Miao squatted beside and watched, thinking inappropriately that this Mr. Wu San was multi-talented. He could cast spells, carve, and do needlework.

But as Uncle Wu Sanye started to arrange things, Su Miao was shocked, because the amulet he made was exactly the same as the one his father wore around his neck in his previous life!

It was her tears that fell on the amulet and she was reborn. Could it be! Could it be!

"Sister! Take it!" Uncle Wu interrupted her thoughts and threw two amulets in front of her. Su Miao caught them in a hurry.

Uncle Wu San saw her lost in thought and laughed even more happily: "What are you afraid of, little sister? The amulet is an extra gift from Grandpa. One for you and one for your dad."

Su Miao held the amulet in both hands and asked solemnly, "Do you want to hang it around your neck?"

Uncle Wu said disdainfully, "Why are you hanging it around your neck? It's so stinky. There's nothing fancy about hanging it on the headboard, window, or drawer."

Next, Su Miao and Master Wu San watched them quietly chop the old tree. Su Miao was originally three meters away from Master Wu San, but she subconsciously moved closer to him, always feeling that there was a safe aura around him. Master Wu San glanced at the little girl and said nothing.

Su Yuanzheng bought a large cart of food, including chicken, duck, fish and meat. The few people who stayed in the front yard finally had something to do.

The food couldn't be prepared so quickly, so Su Yuan bought a big bag of buns and a big bag of rice noodles on the street to fill everyone's stomachs.

After Su Miao asked Wu Miao and Wu Dawang, he just brought a large bowl of white porridge to Uncle Wu Sanye. There was not even any salt in the porridge. Although he didn't understand it, this was Uncle Wu Sanye's rule.

The firewood used for cooking was chopped from old trees, and the rest was thrown into a large hole dug from the tree and burned. After that, everyone filled the hole and tidied up the backyard.

Three tables of food were set up, and it was not until this time that Su Yuanzheng had time to tell his clansmen the whole story. When they heard that it was the landlord's family who buried it, everyone fell silent. At that time, this family was really miserable.

After the meal, Uncle Wu San was about to go back, and Wu Dawang wanted to go with him. According to tradition, they would offer a few chickens and ducks to the Taoist priest, but Uncle Wu San refused and only accepted the basin of rice.

Before leaving, Uncle Wu whispered to Su Miao, "Sister, the road ahead is bright. Walk well. Your good fortune is the blessing earned by the kindness of your ancestors."