Chapter 97
The token is made of gold, with an eagle as its emblem, and it is so lifelike that it seems to be crafted by ordinary people. This token cannot be faked.
This was the second token Su Guoer had seen since her father's death.
This familiar token made her hands and feet go cold, her blood seemed to stagnate, and even her breathing became a little disordered.
She had thought the token was rare, but the few people present seemed to know what it was and where it came from. This made her feel even colder.
This shows that the origin of this token is more complicated than she thought.
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"Since this token is Mr. Wang's relic, take it back to his family." Mr. Wang handed the token to Lu Ping'an.
Lu Ping'an's hand trembled as he took the token.
Changqi saw it clearly.
"Okay." He saw Lu Ping'an take the token and put it in his pocket without even looking at it.
Isn't he worried about someone swapping the evidence along the way? Isn't this a rather careless way of receiving the evidence?
However, the task given by the Lord was to test the reactions of Lord Yan and the others around him. Lu Ping'an was not within his observation range for the time being.
Chang Qi ignored them and just went back to tell the adults. Then he watched them leave with different expressions.
Seeing his boss heaved a sigh of relief, he said, "How could this happen? I wonder if they will be willing to come here to eat in the future."
Su Guoer always thinks about the source of customers.
Chang Qi: "The shopkeeper has a really good attitude. I thought you would be scared."
Someone died in this strange restaurant while eating. Logically, the restaurant should be held responsible.
After surviving such a disaster, she was still thinking about opening a shop? How strange!
Su Guoer: "What else can we do? We have to live our lives."
She had no one to rely on in Bian Jing and only had a few good friends. This huge sense of insecurity filled her heart, making her want to get busy and make money, a lot of money, to prepare for the future.
She will get to the bottom of her father's affairs.
But looking at the expressions of these people...
This matter might not go as she wished. It involved too many things, and she deeply felt that it was right for her not to get involved.
But people can't always do the right thing.
She secretly thought so. After much thought...she could only gain a foothold in Bianjing City first and then take care of her father's affairs. This was the only solution.
"The store will be open as usual in the evening," she said and left.
This is the only thing she can do now.
Su Guoer was in a bad mood the whole day, so when Wen Qianxi came to see her in the evening, he brought her some medicinal soup to relieve fatigue and boiled it for her to drink.
Wen Qianxi held a medicine bowl and said, "Don't say anything. Why do I always encounter so many problems when I open a shop?"
The first time, she was nearly killed in a robbery. The second time, she was implicated in Lord Qi's corruption case and was jailed for a few days. Now, this is the third time. Eating a good meal can kill someone.
Even Su Guoer herself wanted to laugh: "This shop has only been open for a month, and the weird things we encountered are something that other people wouldn't encounter in restaurants for years."
It is indeed the truth.
Even Wen Qianxi had a look of resentment on his face: "Tomorrow I'll go get you a peace amulet. You can't be so unlucky!"
Wen Qianxi suddenly had an idea: "How about we invite a sorcerer to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirits?"
He also explained, "Perhaps it's because this house is Lord Qi's private residence, and it's tainted with his life and karma, so it's so unlucky. What do you think? If it's okay, I'll go and invite you tomorrow!"
She said it seriously, but Su Guoer didn't take it seriously.
In her opinion, if there is any metaphysics to this matter...
Perhaps it was her father's spirit in heaven who wanted to tell her the answer.
It has nothing to do with Lord Qi, it only has to do with herself.
Su Guoer: "Forget it, I don't believe this."
Wen Qianxi: "How can I not believe it? Yuqing Temple is really effective. Why don't we go to the Daxiangguo Temple nearby and burn some incense?"
Su Guoer really took these words to heart.
"Burning incense?" she murmured.
Wen Qianxi: "Yes, when I burn incense, I will also ask for a peace talisman to bless you with peace and safety." Don't be so unlucky anymore.
Su Guoer suddenly remembered something: "I heard that Daxiangguo Temple can offer memorial tablets, right? I would like to offer a memorial tablet for my father."
She didn't have much money in the past, and she seldom left the house often, so she never thought of offering a tablet for her father.
But now that she has money and her father's death has become a mystery, she can go and make a confession, asking her father's spirit in heaven to bless her to find the real murderer as soon as possible and avenge her father.
Su Guoer sobered up a bit: "Then let's go tomorrow? Let me pack it up."
Wen Qianxi: "Okay. See you tomorrow morning." After saying that, he skipped away.
Su Guoer: When worshiping Buddha, one must burn incense and take a bath to show piety.
So early the next morning, Su Guoer got up from the bed, and after taking care of the business at the stall, she dressed herself up, changed into plain clothes, and walked to Daxiangguo Temple with Wen Qianxi and Pang Ya.
Daxiangguo Temple was just across the Imperial Street from their restaurant.
It was only a few steps away. After I got there, I bought some cigarettes and walked inside with the basket on my shoulder.
There are a total of 37 Buddhist shrines and 68 Buddha statues in Daxiangguo Temple, and it takes a whole day to worship them all.
However, Su Guoer's main purpose was to offer a tablet for her father, so she asked someone to invite a young monk from the temple early to take her directly to the place where the tablet was offered.
Wen Qianxi kept chattering along the way: "There are so many people in this temple, little master, you guys must be spending a lot of money on incense offerings every day, right?"
Young Master Lan also smiled and said, "The incense money is not under the jurisdiction of us young disciples, so there must be quite a lot, right?"
Wen Qianxi: "That's true. I see there are quite a few. There are at least 500 pilgrims coming and going every day, if not a thousand. If you really calculate it, the money from the daily incense offerings could probably buy a shop in Bianjing, right?"
Su Guoer: "But this temple still has so many monks to support, I guess there won't be much money left."
Wen Qianxi: “That’s true.”
The two of them were walking side by side behind the little monk, but suddenly they saw a touch of green in front of them. When they looked up, they saw a young lady wearing a green bodice and a lotus-colored pleated skirt, with women's hair accessories on her head.
The young lady was not very old, but she was very beautiful. When she stood next to the maid, she created a mood for Su Guoer, which was called "weak willow supporting the wind".
It is like the willow trees by the lake waving their branches in the spring, soft and boneless, and extremely beautiful. The whole person is like a fine painting of mountains and rivers.
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