Mingzhuo insisted on going to see the excitement.
Assistant Wang was inexplicably convinced that the other party had noticed something was wrong.
"Is there a problem with this?" Seeing that they were busy setting up an incense table and a Taoist priest was making preparations, he couldn't help but ask Mingzhuo in a low voice.
Mingzhuo thought for a moment, "It can't be said that there is a problem, but it can be said that it was taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives."
Delegating authority is certainly not a problem. My brother-in-law has a keen sense of business and can see through all business opportunities. He can fire several executives with ulterior motives just by relying on his intuition, which is already quite impressive.
Even when employees work late into the night, there are few complaints, which shows that the benefits are good and the company atmosphere is quite good.
But it is truly despicable that some people dare not compete openly and instead resort to underhanded tactics.
The administrative staff prepared a very generous offering, including yellow paper, incense, candles, three kinds of sacrificial animals, dried and fresh fruits, cakes, and grains.
Mingzhuo mentally complained, "If this were a sacrifice to a god, it would be one thing, but unfortunately it's to appease an evil spirit."
That thing's appetite only grows bigger with each feeding; it absolutely does not protect anyone or help anyone change their luck.
It was a real mistake not to bring a peach wood sword to chop this bastard up today.
She thought for a moment, then turned and smiled at the young woman in the administration department, saying, "Miss, could you please bring me a few willow branches downstairs? I think the Taoist priest needs them."
The administrative assistant was so distracted by that smile that she unwittingly took the elevator down.
I was still wondering if Taoist priests used willow branches when performing rituals in the past. I don't think so.
However, since the Third Miss said that, she probably really needs it. There's a willow tree downstairs, so it won't be a hassle to make a trip there.
Ye Jinyang kept a close eye on Ming Zhuo, constantly on guard against her trying to sabotage things again.
Seeing that Mingzhuo was just looking around curiously, he felt relieved.
The Taoist priests over there had already begun their ritual. They were wearing proper robes, and after lighting the yellow talismans, they started chanting scriptures and performing the ritual steps, which was quite different from their unorthodox methods.
The solemn atmosphere silenced everyone present, who watched with rapt attention.
Mingzhuo couldn't help but yawn and reminded the Taoist priest, "Stop jumping. Since it won't accept you, it's ungrateful. Why keep giving it face?"
Ye Jinyang guessed that she was going to mess things up, and when she opened her mouth to speak, he wished he could pounce on her and cover her mouth.
With the leading Taoist priest being interrupted like this, the process naturally couldn't continue.
He glanced at Mingzhuo and said with displeasure, "What nonsense are you talking about? This is a prayer to the gods; you must have a sense of reverence!"
Mingzhuo: "If the gods punish others at the drop of a hat, wouldn't that be a form of kidnapping? What's the point of praying then?"
Ye Jinyang was extremely anxious: "Third Miss, please, please stop talking!"
The Taoist priest looked thoughtful. "You mean, it would be better to send them away?"
This company is his regular partner. Ever since people started worshipping the God of Luck at this company, they have asked him to help with many things related to the God of Luck.
First, one day a director went on a business trip and forgot to make offerings for several days. When he came back, all the goldfish and green plants he kept in the office had died.
He sensed something was wrong at the time and performed a ritual to calm it down.
Some of the directors who were recently fired also came to him, saying that strange things were happening in their homes.
He hadn't even had a chance to go and check before he received several orders tonight, saying that the statues here were weeping, which is why he dared to come and perform rituals.
Could it be that my thinking is wrong, and that constantly offering sacrifices and praying to the gods is only feeding the other party's appetite?
"Young friend," the Taoist priest hesitated for a moment before asking, "how should we send the other party away?"
He had heard that a highly skilled person had suddenly appeared at the Taoist academy, and was quite young. Because of this, he dared not underestimate Ming Zhuo at all.
But after asking him, she realized she was overthinking things. How could all young girls be experts? She was probably just desperate and grasping at straws, and had become obsessed.
Mingzhuo looked at him, puzzled: "Why send him away? Why send him away?"
This thing pretended to have consumed so much of her brother-in-law's luck, and now it thinks it can leave unscathed?
What unrealistic dreams are you having?
Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest was greatly disappointed and sighed, saying, "In that case, we might as well pray for the Great Immortal's forgiveness first."
He knew that the offerings to the deity were not enough, and that the deity was probably genuinely annoyed.
If we don't try to quell the Immortal's anger tonight, something really bad might happen.
The Taoist gritted his teeth, bit his finger, and dripped blood into a bowl of water. After Ye Jinyang added the blood as an offering, he began his ritual again.
The administrative assistant finally came up, handing Mingzhuo a bundle of willow branches, "Third Miss, is this enough?"
She was very honest and plucked more than a dozen willow branches. Mingzhuo was very satisfied, "That's enough, thank you, miss."
Just then, Assistant Wang suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at the Taoist priest.
Mingzhuo glanced at it and a smile appeared on his lips. It was just the right time.
All around was quiet, and everyone could see that the shadow of the leading Taoist priest on the ground was overlapping, as if someone was lying behind him.
The Taoist priest naturally saw the shadow as well, and seeing that the God of Luck was willing to come out and accept the offerings, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. This is just a deity coming out to eat offerings. It's alright."
Since the immortal is willing to accept the offerings, there is naturally room for negotiation.
Mingzhuo suddenly reminded him, "Your hand is still bleeding, shouldn't you bandage it?"
The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment before realizing that a small pool of blood had appeared without his noticing.
A chill ran through him; the fortune teller had his eye on him...
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