Chapter 1592 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 2
Song Jinhuan walked into a rice shop, looked around, and then called out, "Shopkeeper, I'd like three ounces of glutinous rice."
The shopkeeper looked up at the sound of the voice, and upon seeing Song Jinhuan, immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Song? Yesterday, Master Song said he was going on a long trip. Didn't you go with him?"
Song Jinhuan watched as he scooped up half a peck of glutinous rice and stopped in mid-air. She quickly held up the cloth bag hanging in front of her and replied, "I will meet up with my father in a couple of days."
The glutinous rice is ready.
She weighed it in her hand and said with a smile, "Shopkeeper, I'll take three ounces."
The shopkeeper waved his hand, "The usual rule, just pay three taels, don't say anything else, don't be so formal!"
Song Jinhuan nodded with a beaming smile, "Alright, thank you very much, shopkeeper."
As she spoke, she pointed to the treasure bowl enshrined in the shop and reminded her, "Shopkeeper, after the beginning of spring, the wealth position is in the south, which is behind your counter. Remember to move it."
The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Young Master Song, I will definitely move it!"
Song Jinhuan nodded and added, "The lampshade of the ever-burning lamp should also be replaced."
The shopkeeper readily agreed, completely trusting him.
After buying the glutinous rice, Song Jinhuan went to the tavern and filled a gourd with yellow wine. He also bought some cinnabar and talisman paper along the way.
In the end, he only had three copper coins left.
She sighed and looked up at the sky. Her fate was to be hidden by jade, and not only could she not become famous, but she also lacked money.
The feeling of working hard but still being poor is really painful.
Unlike the old man in the family, whose wealth is so vast that it's enviable.
After buying the goods, Song Jinhuan headed north, where the old man was.
As night fell, taking the shortcut resulted in entering a foggy forest.
The chirping of insects, which had been lively and harmonious, suddenly fell silent, leaving one feeling uneasy.
Song Jinhuan took out a compass and held it in his palm; the needle spun wildly.
Her pupils contracted slightly, and she immediately became alert. She put two fingers of her right hand together, muttered something under her breath, then pointed at the compass and whispered, "Stop!"
The pointer wobbled slowly, then gradually came to a stop.
Song Jinhuan looked in the direction the pointer was pointing when a small breeze suddenly arose.
She narrowed her eyes, and the wind stopped.
Upon closer inspection.
A woman in her early twenties was hiding in the bushes, only her head peeking out. She had a large, obvious wound on her forehead, resembling an impact.
This woman must have recently become a ghost. She must have been a kind and virtuous person in life, which is why her aura is so pure after death.
It is very dangerous if one does not pass away early.
Song Jinhuan frowned, his expression grave, and said, "Why don't you reincarnate? If you don't enter the gates of hell by midnight, you'll become a wandering ghost."
The woman was afraid of people, especially Taoist priests. Seeing Song Jinhuan's tense face, she trembled with fear and stammered, "Taoist priest, I went to the Gates of Hell, but the officials said my appearance was improper and I was not allowed to enter."
She paused, then pleaded cautiously, "Could you give me a set of clothes?"
Song Jinhuan's heart softened. She walked over, squatted down in front of her through the grass, and said softly, "Didn't you send a dream to your family?"
When the topic came up, the woman's face was full of helplessness: "I...don't know who my family is."
"I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that this place is sparsely populated, and there are very few people passing by, let alone women."
Moreover, she was barely clothed.
"Ding—Task triggered."
"Please restore the woman's memories. She has been marked as mission target number 1."
The mission came very suddenly.
Song Jinhuan was eager to try.
Do you remember your name?
The woman shook her head.
Seeing this, Song Jinhuan took out a talisman from her bag and deftly folded it into a small garment.
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