Chapter 494: The Misfortune-Turning Talisman
"We also know the principle of not bothering two masters with the same matter, but the South City has been unstable recently. Master Xie has been very busy, and we haven't been able to see him. It just so happened that we heard that the master had come to the South City. My father is really suffering from those sores, so I had no choice but to ask you to come and see him."
Tu Xiaoxiang seemed to be lost in thought.
There are many types of sores in their metaphysical field.
Snake head sore, big money sore, impetigo...
Of course, the most horrifying and bizarre one is the human face sore.
The sore will gradually turn into a human face with complete features, and may even be able to speak. It is extremely difficult to treat.
Although the old man's condition is not that serious, it sounds unusual.
"Is anyone else in the family experiencing this symptom?"
"No, just my father."
Tu Xiaoxiang pressed the issue, "Then your father didn't go to any remote places, or eat anything indiscriminate, did he?"
"Absolutely not. My father is over 70 years old. He usually retires and takes walks at home, listens to music, and has someone to take care of his daily life and diet. His life is very regular and no different from usual."
They couldn't understand why those things grew out of nowhere.
…
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a villa.
The villa was brightly lit, and the nanny and servants all lowered their heads, as if even their breathing had become lighter.
The air was quiet, yet there was a sense of suppressed unease.
In the living room, an old lady with gray hair sat upright. She must be Mr. Sheng’s wife.
The middle-aged woman next to her was taking care of her with concern. When she saw them coming, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.
Sheng Qu stepped forward quickly. After a brief exchange of introductions and greetings, Jiang Xu said bluntly, "Let's go see the old man."
Sheng Qu led the way and took Jiang Xu and the other two up to the second floor.
As soon as I walked in, a strong smell of incense hit my nose, but the next second, a fishy stench of corruption came out from the fragrance.
Tu Xiaoxiang rubbed her nose subconsciously.
The old man lay on the bed with sunken cheeks. Even with his eyes closed and his brows tightly furrowed, he looked like he was enduring great pain, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Seeing her husband like this, the old lady couldn't help but tears up in her eyes:
"He said it was very itchy. When he woke up, he couldn't help scratching the sores with his fingernails. The skin was broken and bleeding. We had no choice but to ask the doctor to give him some sedatives."
Sheng Qu: "Do we need to wake him up?"
Jiang Xu said calmly, "It's okay, let's take a look at the wound first."
Sheng Qu stepped forward and gently lifted the old man's shirt, revealing his abdomen.
"ah!"
Tu Xiaoxiang's pupils suddenly shrank, and even though she tried hard to restrain herself, she couldn't help but scream.
There was hardly any intact part of Mr. Sheng's skin. Dense red sores covered his body, making it red and swollen. The sores were bumpy, festering, and oozing pus mixed with blood. In some places, the skin and flesh were even scratched inside out.
It's shocking at first glance.
Then, Fu Ming, who was always the calmest, also glanced sideways, unable to bear to look.
Sheng Qu's voice tightened: "Master Jiang, do you have any ideas?"
Jiang Xu said calmly, "Okay."
Seeing her calmness, the three nervous people couldn't help but look at each other and exchanged looks of surprise and delight.
You know, even when Sect Leader Xie came, his expression changed when he saw the old man's body covered with abscesses.
But the little girl in front of me can remain calm.
The old lady spoke tremblingly, looking at Jiang Xu pleadingly: "Master Jiang, please, think of a way to stop him from suffering..."
Jiang Xu: "Do you have ink?"
“Yes, yes, yes.”
The old man likes to write calligraphy, and he has some ready-made calligraphy in his study.
Soon, a Duan inkstone and an ink block were brought.
Jiang Xu took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and twisted it lightly with his fingertips. The talisman paper ignited without fire, and the ashes fell accurately into the ink in the inkstone.
She dipped the brush in ink and used it to draw runes on Mr. Sheng's chest and hands.
As the pen moved, a flash of golden light seemed to appear, and everyone in the room held their breath and stared at it.
"Ah, look!" Mrs. Sheng suddenly covered her mouth and let out a low cry of surprise.
I saw that the swelling of those hideous wounds gradually subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pus and blood were also slowly shrinking.
"So comfortable." The old man's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Old man, how do you feel?" The old lady's eyes were filled with tears and she excitedly held his hand.
"It doesn't seem to itch or hurt anymore." The old man widened his eyes and sat up in surprise, looking at the abscess on his hand. There was no such excruciating itch.
A long-lost sense of relaxation.
"It's good that it doesn't itch anymore, that's great!"
The old lady was so excited that she was incoherent. She looked at Jiang Xu with gratitude and said, "Master Jiang, thank you. Thank you so much!"
"Master Jiang's kindness is unforgettable to us, the Sheng family!"
The old man looked at Jiang Xu, realizing that it was she who saved him. He stood up and was about to kneel down, but was supported by Jiang Xu.
Jiang Xu shook his head gently, his tone calm, "No rush, I just suppressed the curse temporarily."
What? A curse?!
Mrs. Sheng was horrified.
The old lady swayed, and Sheng Qu hurried forward to support her, with an incredible expression on his face.
curse?
who?
Who has such a deep hatred for the old man that he casts such a vicious curse!
The old man looked grim.
He joined the army when he was young, spent half his life in the military, and after retirement he continued to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.
I have never done anything that goes against my conscience or harms others.
Who on earth could have such a deep hatred for him that he tortured him with such a terrible curse!
A hint of coldness flashed across Jiang Xu's eyes. "It's not directed at you, but some people are being clever and want to transfer the curse to you."
Jiang Xu's eyes fell on a lily bamboo in the corner.
Sheng Qu followed her gaze and his expression suddenly changed: "Master, is there something wrong with this tree?"
This tree was planted by Mr. Sheng. He thought it could purify the air, so he moved it into the room.
Could it be that this thing killed my father?
"The plants are fine." Jiang Xu said calmly, "Someone hid something in there."
"I'll do it!"
Tu Xiaoxiang stepped forward, picked up the flowerpot and threw it hard to the ground.
"ah!"
The old lady exclaimed.
The flowerpot was broken into pieces and a black liquid oozed out.
A disgusting stench hit me in the face.
Tu Xiaoxiang suppressed his nausea and dug out a yellowed talisman paper from the soil. When he opened it, he found a few yellowed nails wrapped inside.
Several people from the Sheng family gasped in surprise.
Even if Jiang Xu didn't say it, they knew that this thing was very evil.
Just as Jiang Xu guessed.
"The bad luck talisman, as the name suggests, transfers one's bad luck to someone else."
Sheng Qu felt cold all over, his fists clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. "Who did this? Who on earth could be so vicious?"
The old man is almost eighty years old, yet he dared to attack him.
The wife clutched her chest, her face pale. “To torture someone like this… Aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?”
Mrs. Sheng thought of something: "This thing couldn't have been put there by the old man, but someone put it in here on purpose, right?"
Jiang Xu nodded: "It should be during this period."
The old man is old and rarely goes out. He doesn't see many people.
Since this incident happened these days, visitors are not allowed to enter the room and touch the flower pot. Apart from the three of them, the only one who can enter the room and touch the flower pot is the nanny who is taking care of it.
"Aunt Liu, please come up." Mrs. Sheng's tone was cold.
Liu Mei's heart skipped a beat.
During the years she worked at the Sheng family, the wife had always been gentle and polite, and had never spoken to her in such a tone.
She walked upstairs nervously. When she opened the door, she saw the shattered and torn talisman paper on the ground. Her pupils shrank suddenly and a flash of panic flashed across her eyes.
Of course, no one missed her reaction.
"You were the one who buried this thing, right?" Sheng Qu asked sternly.
Liu Mei's eyes flickered, not daring to look him in the eye: "W-what? Mr. Sheng, I don't know what you are talking about..."
"You're still pretending to be ignorant!" The old lady was so angry that she was shaking all over. "How have we ever wronged you? Why are you using such a vicious thing to harm us? You're letting this old man get sores and pus at his age. You have a conscience that has been eaten by dogs!"
"Sores? What? Is that why the master is ill?"
Hearing her words, Liu Mei suddenly opened her eyes wide and exclaimed in disbelief.
"I didn't know, I really didn't know it would be so serious!" Her face was pale and she was shaking all over.
"It's Luo Zixin. Mr. Luo told me that his business has been struggling lately, and he wanted to borrow some of your family's wealth and luck to help him get through this... He didn't tell me it would turn out like this!"
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