Chapter 100: East meets West

Before Mingzhu could say anything else, Fang Qingzi came down from upstairs, clasped his hands slightly, and called out "Uncle Master".

Wow.

Xia Wange was stunned when she saw Fang Qingzi. She felt that Fang Qingzi looked much more haggard after just a few days of not seeing her.

"What's going on?" Xia Wange took a few steps forward and felt Fang Qingzi's pulse. "Are you frightened?"

Fang Qingzi nodded, "It should be because of the dream, but I can't remember what was in the dream. I just remember that they were all bad dreams, which made me feel very tired even when I slept."

"Go and check the room where you sleep." Xia Wange said.

So everyone went to Fang Qingzi's room. Mingzhu's family had a cleaning lady, but Fang Qingzi was used to cleaning up by herself. The whole room was very tidy, and there was a faint smell of incense. There was no problem with the orientation of the room or the furnishings inside. Xia Wange looked at a knife on the table. The handle was wrapped with a red thread. She could feel the thick blood energy on it even without opening her third eye.

"A butcher knife?"

"I've killed pigs, cows, sheep, and chickens." Fang Qingzi said.

There is indeed enough blood on it.

Xia Wange looked under the pillow again and saw a peach branch tied with a red string.

There was a Taoist talisman on the left side of the pillow, a small Buddha amulet on the right side, and a Bible on one side of the bed with a cross on top of it. Xia Wange glanced at Fang Qingzi, who looked embarrassed, and said nothing.

It seems that Fang Qingzi was really tortured by the nightmare, but she was holding on for the sake of her face. Otherwise, she would not have confused Buddhism and Taoism and tried all kinds of Chinese and Western medicine.

Xia Wange straightened the cross and made a cross prayer gesture to respond to the scene. "Was it like this from the beginning? Or is it getting worse and worse?"

"It's getting worse," Fang Qingzi said. "I've talked to outsiders who live here temporarily. They also have nightmares at night. It feels like they didn't get enough rest, but it's fine after they leave. But I found that the scope is expanding. On the first day, I asked a few people who lived outside the village. They didn't have any symptoms of not getting enough rest. But these two days I saw them coming to the village to collect things, and they all said that they also have nightmares when they live outside the village."

"This thing is getting more and more powerful." Xia Wange said, then turned and looked at Ming Zhu.

She explained the double formations she observed yesterday at the ancestral tomb, as well as the purpose of the formation on the surface. "Mr. Ming, Fang Qingzi should have told you that both your villa and your ancestral tomb have been set up with formations that will destroy your wealth. Although the power is not strong, the original intention is not good. And the formation below that will affect the entire village, should we take care of it or not? The cost of saving your family and saving the entire village is different."

Lu Qiu, who was already used to Xia Wange's style of doing things, understood that she was asking Ming Zhu about his thoughts, and Ming Zhu's thoughts determined how much effort Xia Wange would put into protecting his family. She liked to help the good, and the good would become better with her help. For the rest, she would only let the other party return to their original state, but this was already very good for others.

Xia Wange did intend to test Ming Zhu. When she helped others, she liked to see what they thought first, and then make the next plan based on their thoughts. In fact, in theory, if they helped Ming Zhu break the formation and then protected Ming Zhu from being affected remotely, the commission would be completed.

No matter what choice Mingzhu makes, she will not have any negative emotions towards this person. If you put yourself in his shoes, you will know that he must have his reasons for making whatever choice he makes, and she will not say much about this.

But in reality, no matter what Ming Zhu chooses, she will break this evil formation with a huge impact. In fact, any orthodox Feng Shui master will not sit idly by when seeing such a thing, and this is especially true for the people of Qingya Peak, whose reputation is built by standing up for injustice time and time again.

When Mingzhu heard that his own ancestral grave was also set with a formation that would destroy wealth, a hint of expected emotion flashed across his face. When he heard that the ancestral graves of the entire village were also set with formations, his face was full of worry. The double torture made his expression gradually become tangled.

"My wife always thinks that I donate too much to the villagers, but never get any benefit in return, so she hasn't come back with me for several years." Mingzhu squatted down with his head in his hands, looking painful. "I have donated a lot to the village over the years. Whenever I make money, I will donate part of it to the village."

"Don't feel any psychological burden. I can protect you no matter what you choose." Xia Wange said calmly.

"Master Xia, you may have noticed that I had a hard childhood. My parents passed away early, and I depended on my grandfather for everything. My grandfather couldn't take good care of me, so I grew up eating at many people's homes. Every time I grew up, some aunt would give me some clothes to wear to take care of me. They always said they bought them for their own children, but they were too small. When I went to high school, the whole village donated money to me..."

"So no matter how they treat me, I can't bear much resentment towards them. To put it bluntly, I wouldn't be where I am today without them."

"But I can't accept them treating me like this. It's fine if it's just me, but it will also affect my family and my children!" Ming Zhu wiped his tears and choked up, "Master Xia, no matter how much it costs this time, I will pay it! But please help me move my family's ancestral tomb after this is over. They protected me when I was young, and I'm here to solve their big problem this time, so we're even."

"Okay." Xia Wange rummaged around in her bag and took out a few sheets of yellow paper. Fang Qingzi saw them and hurried to Xia Wange to watch her draw talismans.

"Uncle Master, the color of this cinnabar is very strange."

"It's mixed with my hair powder and blood." Xia Wange said, and quickly drew a few pieces of talisman paper and handed one to Fang Qingzi.

Fang Qingzi glanced at the contents on the talisman paper and said quickly, "Are you going to transfer all my nightmares to you? No, uncle, I can't..."

"I have to see what it is. I don't have that much time to wait for it to ferment in my body." After saying this, Xia Wange handed another talisman to Zhang Song.

Turning around again, Xia Wange met Lu Qiu. The two looked at each other for a moment. Lu Qiu stretched out his hand, and Xia Wange patted his palm. "You still want more. The fact that I didn't pass all our nightmares on to you shows that I am determined to get things done."

Lu Qiu took back his hand, gently twisted his palm with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "It's not impossible for you to give it to me."

Xia Wange ignored him and pushed his wheelchair to ask Ming Zhu, "Is there a suite with a bed inside and a bed outside? My boss and I live in a suite."

[I'm protecting them, boss, you have to protect me.]

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" Ming Zhu said immediately, "It's like this on the second floor of my house. My wife and I always sleep in separate beds when we have a fight."

Xia Wan Ge: “…”

Lu Qiu: “…”