Chapter 43: Family in trouble, ancestors come to help
"Sorry, I'm late because of something urgent."
Boss Huang showed mercy and didn't let Qin Qinsen stay to cook. Qin Qinsen didn't want to stay to watch the parents educate the naughty child, so he left a few ghost-killing talismans and thunder talismans for emergency use and hurried to the Teng family.
"Sorry to wait, I guess you're impatient. We'll start right away." After taking out the items from the bag one by one, Qin Qinsen turned to Teng Su and said, "Bring me a white porcelain bowl."
The preparations were in good order, mainly because Teng Su and the others watched Qin Qinsen busying around. Except for Teng Su who helped to get a bowl, the others could only watch.
There weren't many ingredients, and some of them could even be found in every kitchen. Teng An watched Qin Qinsen tie together some unnamed plants and cinnamon and throw them into a white porcelain bowl, then take out a handful of incense from the bag.
Qin Qinsen didn't use a lighter, let alone matches. He simply held the incense stick high to his forehead. The moment his eyes closed, the incense spontaneously ignited, sending wisps of white smoke spiraling upward. Within a minute, the incense burned out completely.
"Light incense to worship the gods." Qin Qinsen handed Anxi three incense sticks and motioned her to come forward.
At this time they were in the backyard. Teng Su and others followed Qin Qinsen's arrangements and stood a little further away, leaving the open space in the middle to Qin Qinsen and Anxi.
Anxi took the incense and looked at Qin Qinsen in confusion. Before she could speak, Qin Qinsen flicked his fingers and a star-like fire lighted up. "Bow three times to each of the four directions."
Swallowing nervously, Anxi obeyed. However, during her first bow, she felt someone pressing on her shoulders, forcing her to bend downwards, her bow reaching far beyond a ninety-degree angle. Qin Qinsen, who was closest to her, had already retreated to Teng Su's side after lighting the incense. Who was controlling her?
As if sensing Anxi's uneasiness and nervousness, he patted her shoulder twice, perhaps to comfort her. Unexpectedly, Anxi's face turned pale, and she closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open them.
'Why. '
Someone sighed in Anxi's ear, the tone both helpless and amused. There was no other communication; the hand remained on Anxi's shoulder, guiding her to turn and bow.
After the worship was over, Qin Qinsen picked up the white porcelain bowl, walked to Anxi, and gestured for her to put the incense into the bowl. Only then did Anxi regain her voice, "Just now..."
"Repeat after me." Qin Qinsen's smile was sincere. "Thank you, Teng's ancestors."
Everyone in the Teng family:!!!
Meeting everyone's shocked gazes, Qin Qinsen laughed, "I've already said 'ancestral blessing', do you understand? It means that when a family member is in trouble, as long as they sincerely ask for help, and if they can help, the ancestors will definitely come to help."
"Brother... did you go and beg?" Teng An was dumbfounded and asked his elder brother whenever he was in doubt.
"Oh, I just asked for it."
It was Qin Qinsen who answered, "Anxi's fate is different. Auntie was framed by a villain. The Teng family should have been prosperous and wealthy, but now the family is in turmoil. Naturally, we have to report to our ancestors and report the matter of changing fate and changing luck."
"Come, sit cross-legged."
Qin Qinsen placed the white porcelain bowl in front of Anxi and said, "No matter what happens next, don't make any sound, and don't move. If you are scared, cover your mouth."
Without giving Anxi time to respond, Qin Qinsen pulled out a gleaming dagger from his bag and slashed his palm. As blood dripped, Qin Qinsen began to chant something in a very unusual rhythm.
Everyone was first shocked by Qin Qinsen's unhesitating self-harm behavior, and then they were attracted by his voice.
Anxi has been thinking about the "scary words" Qin Qinsen said, but so far, nothing worth scaring has happened.
Just as her thoughts drifted away, a sudden "puffing" sound emerged from the white porcelain bowl. She lowered her gaze and saw that the plants, which had once had distinct roots, had now melted into a bowl of thick, reddish-brown liquid.
As if noticing Anxi's gaze, the liquid swirled a few times before her, twisting a few more times before finally condensing into a palm-sized figure. It had no facial features, only a head, torso, and limbs.
Teng Su and his companions, as they had agreed earlier, were only allowed to watch from afar and were not allowed to approach. From a distance, they could see Anxi's eyes wide open, his mouth unconsciously slightly open, his face filled with shock, and they were all extremely curious about what was in the bowl.
Teng An, in particular, actually turned on the camera on his phone and zoomed in on the white porcelain bowl. "Oh my god! Look!"
There was a little man in the white porcelain bowl, smearing Qin Qinsen's blood on his body. As the little man's body shrank like a bathing action, it finally stopped when it was less than three inches long.
"Go ahead."
The voice was so low that if Anxi and Qin Qinsen were not separated by a white porcelain bowl, she would not have heard it at all. Just as she was about to ask where to go, she saw the little man jump out from the bottom of the bowl and enter her mouth in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Qin Qinsen pressed his bloody left hand on Anxi's forehead, forcing her to lie on her back.
Anxi thought to herself, finally understanding why she was so scared. What the hell was that little toad?! And why did it jump into her mouth?!
Just as Anxi was trying her best to suppress the urge to vomit, Qin Qinsen felt a surge of warmth from his hand on her forehead.
Soon, Anxi's extremities felt cold and numb, while heat surged from his abdomen. The heat suddenly spread in all directions, like a hungry wolf chasing a flock of sheep, swift and ferocious.
"Xiao An!"
Teng's mother, who was watching outside the field, couldn't help but scream, because Anxi's limbs began to freeze and his face turned pale, like frozen meat just taken out of the ice storage, with white mist coming out of his body.
Receiving Qin Qinsen's sharp glare, Teng Su put his arms around his mother's shoulders to prevent her from doing anything that would disrupt the ceremony in her anxiety.
Anxi was not quite clear about everything in the outside world. The pursuit between ice and fire in his body was still going on and even getting more intense.
And the hand Qin Qinsen placed on her forehead was incredibly hot, constantly stimulating her mind and keeping her awake.
"It will be fine soon, don't be afraid." The unfamiliar voice came to her ears again. It was the ancestor who had just led her to worship.
"Xiao An, be good and bear with it." Another unfamiliar yet gentle voice rang out, followed by many different voices, all trying to comfort her. The voices were all low and gentle, and it was difficult to tell whether they were male or female.
Anxi's attention was completely attracted by these sounds, and she almost forgot to think of her body as the ice and fire sides of the battlefield.
But Qin Qinsen didn't forget.
“…All evil will be slain and destroyed!”
At the command, the little man with a burning fighting spirit suddenly accelerated and finally captured the fleeing Han Bing.
Qin Qinsen bit the tip of his tongue, forcing out a drop of blood that shone with golden light. He pulled back his left hand to make room for the drop of golden blood.
Perhaps the battle inside his body was too intense, and Anxi couldn't help but vomit the moment he regained control of his body.
A vast expanse of inky blue stained the ground, streaked with traces of blood. Finally, something seemed to be blocking his throat, and Anxi's face flushed red as he held it in, sweat pouring down.
Pop.
"vomit--"
Qin Qinsen slapped Anxi on the back of his palm, and a piece of meat wrapped in dark blue stones came out.
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