Chapter 26 Your life is coming to an end, ma’am, just accept your fate!
Chu Xuan didn't even raise his head, eating his meal in big mouthfuls: "No, I just feel empty in my stomach."
Su Minghui couldn't help but look at Chu Xuan carefully, and was somewhat delighted: "Looking at this, Xuanxuan looks much better than yesterday."
Last night his face was pale and bloodless, but today a faint red could be seen on his cheeks.
[Why is that guy gone?] 】
Su Leyun was still a little confused. Yesterday, the little ghost held Chu Xuan so tightly, but today he was completely invisible. Although the little ghost was gone, there was still black air lingering around Chu Xuan, and the fact that his fate had been changed remained unchanged.
If the root cause cannot be completely resolved, it would not be an exaggeration to say that today's performance is just a last gasp.
But the others didn’t think so much. They were already very happy to see Chu Xuan getting better.
After dinner, Chu's father went out to the company. Chu Yanxiao took Chu Xuan to play with toys with Su Leyun, while Fu Siwen started chatting with Su Minghui.
"After what you said last night, I felt that I couldn't just give up, so I asked a few friends this morning, and they recommended a great master to me, who will be coming to my house soon."
"Really?" Su Minghui was also happy for her: "I hope this master can bring back the dead, and make your Xuanxuan get better soon!"
After all, Chu Xuan's birthday is only a few days away. Su Minghui is like staring at a time bomb but cannot tell anyone. She can only hope that the bomb can be defused as soon as possible.
At nine o'clock, the expert invited by Fu Siwen arrived.
Fu Siwen hurried out to greet him, and Su Minghui followed him.
There were three people in total coming from the master's side. The one walking in front was wearing a long robe, had gray hair, and a beard that looked thicker than his hair. Behind him were two young-looking disciples, which completely fit the stereotype of a master.
"This looks very powerful." Su Minghui leaned close to Fu Siwen and whispered in his ear.
Perhaps because he had experienced so much, Fu Siwen became much calmer: "All the masters I have met look like this. Whether they are successful or not depends on their ability."
She stepped forward and greeted him with a smile: "Master, thank you for your trouble."
Before the master could speak, the young disciple behind him answered first: "My master usually practices in the mountains. It is rare for others to come down the mountain even if they bow three times to the thatched cottage. Today, he made this trip for the sake of my wife."
When my friend introduced him to me, he said that this master has been very popular in their circle recently. He has been practicing magic since he was a child and is proficient in metaphysics. He is also the closed disciple of a famous Chinese metaphysics master. Everyone who has seen him said that he is more effective than the Bodhisattvas in the temple.
Fu Siwen smiled and said, "Don't worry, young master. If you can solve my troubles, I will never let you go down the mountain in vain."
The master then spoke: "I came here today because my wife and I have a connection, so I won't talk about anything else."
He picked up the compass and walked around the living room a few times. The two disciples also sat down and started to meditate and chant.
"The Yellow Emperor's Book of Houses says: A good site leads to lush crops; a lucky house leads to a prosperous population. Mrs. Chu's house has excellent feng shui. Logically, she should be very wealthy and have a large population."
Fu Siwen didn't know how many times he had heard this. The Chu family had been rich for hundreds of years, and their ancestors were all very particular people, so the feng shui of the old house naturally couldn't be bad.
"But when I came in just now, I found that there were dark clouds over the house. It must be a ghost."
What he said was exactly the same as Lele's. It seems that Fu Siwen has finally invited a real master this time!
Su Minghui suppressed her excitement and asked, "Then according to Master's advice, what is the problem?"
The master looked at the compass in his hand intently. The needle turned several times and finally stopped in one direction. The master said decisively: "Does the madam have a young child in his family who is in a difficult period? Is the young child in the southeast?"
Chu Xuan turned 12 this year, which is what people call a difficult year. His room also happens to be in the southeast of the whole house. The master's prediction was correct!
Fu Siwen then became nervous: "Yes, is there any problem?"
"The problem lies with this young boy. He is full of evil spirit!"
"Master, is there any way to save my son?"
The master closed his eyes and said nothing, looking mysterious. It was the disciple beside him who spoke up, "My master has exterminated countless demons, so a small evil spirit is certainly no problem for him. Madam, please bring the person out for us to see!"
Thinking that the person in front of him might be able to save his son, Fu Siwen did not care about his attitude and went into the house to call Chu Xuan.
As soon as Chu Xuan left, Chu Yanxiao wanted to follow. Since last night, he became very attached to his brother, fearing that his brother would really disappear. Fu Siwen then took Su Leyun out and gave her to Su Minghui.
Su Leyun noticed the stranger in the living room at a glance. Seeing a faint light in his eyes, he wondered whose disciple he was and how come he only had a pair of eyes left to use. Had the magic in the world really weakened to this extent?
The master had already put away the compass and took out the talisman paper from his bag and was ready to call it a day. However, when Chu Xuan stood in front of him, the talisman paper in his hand suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes in an instant.
The master's face changed drastically. He looked at Chu Xuan's face carefully, then stepped back a few steps and changed his tone: "Madam, please forgive me for being unable to help you. You should ask someone else for help!"
Having said that, he turned and was about to leave.
Fu Siwen refused to do so and chased after him, pulling him back: "Master, how do you know if it will work if you haven't made a move yet? We can negotiate the price. I will never treat you unfairly!"
“It’s not about the money!”
The master never thought that he would be able to say this in his life. God knows how happy he was when the Chu family contacted him. The opening of such a wealthy family would be enough for him to live on for several years!
Now the master just wanted to leave here as soon as possible, but Fu Siwen was too strong, so he could only say: "This child's vitality is gradually fading, and he is entangled with death. He is destined to die early. It is a blessing from the Bodhisattva that he can live to this day! I think his life span is coming to an end, so Madam, just accept your fate! Don't make trouble!"
Every word the master said was like a nail piercing Fu Siwen's heart. She let go of his hand helplessly. The master didn't even take the money and ran away, as if there was a fierce ghost following him to claim his life. The two disciples hurriedly chased after him.
After leaving the Chu family and getting in the car, the disciple asked breathlessly: "Master, why are we running!"
Another one also said: "Yes, ordinary people can't see anything without opening their third eye, so what we say is what it is! This is the Chu family, Master, you can make a lot of money by just casting some magic and lying to her!"
"Is money more important or life more important?" The master was still in shock and hit his two disciples on the head: "How can you learn what I usually teach you? It's obvious that the fate of this child from the Chu family has been changed. How can we afford to offend such a person?"
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