"I have come here specifically to request the jade Guanyin statue that my mother asked you to consecrate."
"In addition, the Taoist priest's motorcycle is indeed very cool and has a powerful design. Even I, a junior, am itching to ride it around and experience it."
Upon hearing this, Master Qingsheng stroked his long, snow-white beard and chuckled loudly.
"Haha, you've got a good eye, kid!"
He proudly raised his chin.
"However, borrowing the car is absolutely out of the question!"
"This is my most precious treasure; I myself am usually reluctant to ride it more than a few times!"
He waved his hand, signaling Qin Xiao to follow.
"Come, benefactor, let's go inside the temple to talk!"
The interior of the Taoist temple is very simple and unpretentious. The main hall enshrines the statues of the Three Pure Ones. The incense burner emits wisps of smoke that linger and the air is filled with a faint sandalwood fragrance, which makes it seem serene and solemn.
Without saying much, Master Qingsheng took out a palm-sized, exquisitely carved wooden box with auspicious cloud patterns from the inner hall and handed it to Qin Xiao.
"Here, this is the jade Guanyin that your mother asked me to consecrate. The jade is warm and smooth, and it contains spiritual energy. You should keep it safe."
Qin Xiao accepted the wooden box with both hands, immediately feeling a warm and peaceful aura. He nodded solemnly and thanked them.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest."
He then carefully put the wooden box into his arms.
"Master, to be honest, besides asking for this jade Guanyin, I have another important matter to ask of you."
Qin Xiao's tone became serious as he recounted in detail to Daoist Qing Sheng the series of strange events that had recently occurred at the "Yujingyuan" residential construction site in the south of the city, as well as his own deduction that the site had been deliberately afflicted by a feng shui curse.
At first, Master Qingsheng stroked his long, snow-white beard, listening with a mysterious smile. But as he listened, the smile gradually disappeared, his brows slowly furrowed, and his eyes revealed a sharp edge.
When Qin Xiao mentioned that he was from the Qin Group, Master Qingsheng raised an eyebrow and interrupted him.
"Wait, you just said...you're from the Qin Group?"
There seemed to be a hint of coldness in his voice.
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