Chapter 198 Two Lives
On the official road, the carriage traveled at a steady speed, the wheels making rhythmic sounds, and dust billowing up behind it.
Madam Sun sat in the carriage, leaning against the soft pillows, sleeping soundly. The slight bumps of the carriage did not affect her sleep at all, which showed that she was really tired. As long as there was nothing to do, she could fall asleep anytime, anywhere.
Granny Qiao glanced at Madam Sun, then lifted the curtain of the carriage window and peered out. Seeing a figure not far ahead, she lowered the curtain, preparing herself so as not to bump into something.
Suddenly, the carriage lurched and then came to a sudden stop.
Granny Qiao exclaimed in surprise, "Madam!"
Ms. Sun suddenly woke up, leaned forward, and fell against the car door with a 'thud,' hitting her forehead on the door and gasping for breath in pain.
Granny Qiao quickly went to help Madam Sun up, asking with concern, "Madam, are you alright?"
Sun hissed in pain, frowning as she pointed to her forehead: "My head, my head hurts."
Granny Qiao glanced at her forehead and said gently, "There's no blood, Madam, don't be afraid." Then she raised her voice and questioned, "Chen Er, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly stop? Do you know you've disturbed Madam? If anything happens to Madam, can you take responsibility?"
Chen Er hurriedly said, "The carriage wheel is broken and needs to be repaired. Please, Madam and Granny Qiao, come down first."
Having no other choice, Madam Sun and Granny Qiao got off the carriage. The smaller, ordinary carriage behind them also stopped, and two maids and an old woman got off and went up to ask them questions.
Just then, an old man with gray hair, a kind face, and a goatee came towards us. He was wearing a worn Taoist robe, and the banner in his hand had the words "Divine Calculation" written on it, with a Bagua diagram below the words.
He looks like a fortune teller.
When the fortune teller passed by, he stopped and stared at Sun.
When had Ms. Sun ever been stared at so rudely by a man?
Therefore, she frowned and asked in an annoyed tone, "What are you looking at?"
The fortune teller seemed to realize his rudeness and quickly looked away, replying, "I apologize, it was my fault." He then glanced at Madam Sun again and said frankly, "I noticed that this lady's face is rather unique, so I looked at her for a while longer. It seems that you have been having some troubles lately."
Upon hearing this, Madam Sun's expression tightened, and she asked, "How did you figure that out, sir?"
The fortune teller replied, "Meeting you today, Madam, is a matter of fate. I will read your fortune without charging you a penny. I wonder if the people around you can be trusted? If they can, I will speak frankly."
Of all the servants, Madam Sun could only fully trust Granny Qiao. She waved her hand, signaling the others to step back and leaving Granny Qiao behind, before saying, "Please speak, sir."
The fortune teller bluntly stated, "The lady's forehead is dark, and she is surrounded by a cloud of black mist. It seems that something unclean is entangled with her, and it has been bothering her for some time now."
Upon hearing this, Madam Sun was greatly alarmed. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the unassuming old fortune teller before her. She hadn't said anything yet, and this man had already said it; he must have some skill.
She asked in a trembling voice, "Sir, do you have a way to break this?"
The fortune teller asked, "Madam, could you please tell me your birth date and time?"
Without hesitation, Ms. Sun gave him his birth date and time.
The fortune teller calculated with his fingers for a while, and then his expression became serious. He said, "Madam, the one who is currently bothering you is a debt collector. If you do not handle this properly, there may be bloodshed, and in the end, your children will suffer as well."
Will bloodshed and disaster also affect one's children?
Sun's pupils suddenly contracted. She remembered that the lingering ghost of Aunt Du had demanded that she pay for her child's life last night, or else she would take her child's life. She hadn't taken it to heart, thinking that a ghost that couldn't see the light of day couldn't possibly do anything to her child. But now, hearing what the fortune teller said, she felt a chill of fear.
She hurriedly asked, "Sir, what should I do?"
The fortune teller replied, "Since she has returned from the underworld to collect a debt, then you should find a way to satisfy her, make her let go of her past and return to the underworld, so that she will no longer cause you trouble. That would be the solution."
Sun's expression was subtle. If she could please Aunt Du, would she have been pestered by Aunt Du for so long? She was on the verge of a breakdown, and Aunt Du was becoming increasingly demanding.
After a moment of silence, Madam Sun asked again, "Sir, could we ask a master to come and take her away?"
The fortune teller gently shook his head: "It's difficult. Her resentment is extremely deep. Ordinary masters can't subdue her, and even masters with profound magical powers are hard to find. Moreover, judging from your fate, you have more than one debt-collecting ghost in your life. A second debt-collecting ghost will appear soon."
Sun's heart tightened: "There's a second one?"
The fortune teller nodded and said, "The lady owes her a life debt. Her resentment is too strong to be reincarnated, so she has come back to seek revenge on the lady. The debt-collecting ghost that is now haunting the lady is also because the lady owes her a life debt, which is why it is haunting the lady."
A debt of life.
Debt collectors.
As she silently recited those five words, Madam Sun swayed and nearly collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, Granny Qiao caught her quickly and helped her regain her balance, preventing her from falling to the ground.
She knew perfectly well who the other debt collector was most likely.
That was Meng Dongyuan's first wife, Zhou, her former rival in love, and the one who caused Zhou's death.
She owed four lives in her life: one to Aunt Du's eldest son, Meng Chengyu; one to Zhou Shi; and the other two to her former trusted maid, Cui'er, and Cui'er's unborn child.
Cui'er was the one who was ordered by her to put the drug in Meng Chengyu's medicine. After she got married, she was not at ease if Cui'er was not under her control, so she sent a lot of tonics to Cui'er, which eventually led to Cui'er's difficult childbirth. The child could not be delivered, and both she and her unborn child died.
Cui'er didn't look for her, probably because she didn't realize her intentions. If she had, wouldn't she have come back to find her while heavily pregnant?
After a moment, Madam Sun asked, "May I ask, sir, how can I satisfy them?"
The fortune teller replied, "This old man does not know. Only the lady herself knows the history between herself and them."
Mr. Sun remained silent.
The fortune teller then said, "Madam, I did not charge you for reading your face earlier, but I will have to charge you for the fortune telling based on your birth date and time."
Seeing that he was capable and not wanting to offend him, Mrs. Sun asked, "How much do you charge for fortune telling, sir?"
The fortune teller said, "I tell fortunes by chance. Today I am destined to meet you, madam. You may give me whatever you think is appropriate."
After hearing this, Madam Sun gave Granny Qiao a look.
Granny Qiao immediately understood and took out a ten-tael silver ingot from her purse and handed it to the fortune teller.
The fortune teller reached out and took the fortune, then solemnly said to Madam Sun, "Madam, you must handle this matter carefully, or you will face great disaster."
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