Chapter 109: Collecting paper money from the dead?



I saw that the girl's face was covered with pimples, and there was not a single intact spot on her face.

These bumps are big and small, and many of them are swollen and festering.

Netizens clearly saw that when she took off her hat, a big lump on her forehead suddenly broke open, and a mixture of pus and blood flowed down her brow.

[Oh my god, sister, how did you get all those pimples on your face? There are too many!]

[Is this face still worth having? It really makes my scalp tingle just by looking at it.]

I'm a heavy-duty pimple lover, and I usually love watching people popping pimples and blackheads. But in my over ten years online, I've never seen such severe pimples, and it really made me feel disgusted.

[Don't you usually wash your face? How did you let yourself become like this? It's really hard to cure this.]

[I always thought I had the worst acne, but when I saw you, I suddenly felt like those pimples on my face were nothing...]

Embarrassment and hurt flashed in the girl's eyes. She also knew that not only had the pimple on her forehead broken, but the dirt was also flowing down her face.

She has long been accustomed to this situation.

But she still felt uncomfortable being seen like this by so many people.

Trying not to let the tears flow out, she moved away from the camera, wiped the stuff off her face, and then returned to the camera.

"Master Jiang, my name is Xiaoyue. I'm twenty years old. I've had these pimples on my face for five years. I thought they were just pimples that would go away on their own, but they've gotten worse every year."

"It was so serious that people would call me a monster whenever I left the house. It was so serious that I couldn't even go to college. I could only stay at home and didn't even dare to leave the house."

"Over the years, my parents took me to many dermatology departments in major hospitals because of the acne on my face. They prescribed a lot of medicine and even had surgery, but it didn't work."

"I've been following you since you started broadcasting. I didn't expect that I would win the lucky bag this time. I'm so happy!"

When talking about the lucky bag of ginger candy, Xiaoyue, who looked painful, finally smiled.

But the way she looks now, it would be better if she didn't smile.

When she smiled, the pimples on her cheeks trembled, as if they were about to break out of the skin immediately, which made netizens terrified.

Xiaoyue seemed to know that she couldn't make any big facial expressions at the moment, and quickly returned to her expressionless look, but everyone could see the excitement in her eyes.

"Master Jiang, I really don't know what to do to get rid of these pimples. I even suspect I'm possessed by an evil spirit. Otherwise, why can other people's pimples heal, but not me?"

"You're not possessed by evil spirits, it's just that these acne on your face, modern medical treatment really can't solve your problem."

Xiaoyue didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

She was not possessed, which was good news for her.

But she felt really bad that medical treatment couldn't solve her problem.

When she thought about how her parents had spent so much money on hospital treatments for her face over the years, she realized it was all in vain.

If she had known that the hospital couldn't solve the problem, she would never have wasted her parents' money.

Xiaoyue felt heartbroken when she thought about the money spent on herself.

Xiaoyue really hates those doctors who swear that they can cure her and those who sell medicine.

In order to make money, some people will actually say that the dead are alive.

Fortunately, she met Master Jiang. Master Jiang knew that the hospital could not solve her problem, so she must have a way to help her.

"Master Jiang, what should I do?" Xiaoyue asked.

Jiang Tang smiled slightly: "Today we really have a connection with paper money. The method I am going to teach you is related to the traditional yellow paper money I told you about earlier."

When we heard that it was related to paper money, everyone was extremely curious.

[Paper money can cure acne? This is too outrageous!]

I can't figure out how to use paper money to treat acne. Master Jiang, please tell us.

If it really works, I'll buy a pack right away. I also have a face full of acne.

Xiaoyue couldn't figure out how paper money could be used to treat acne, so she looked at the ginger candy eagerly.

"This is a form of folk Chinese medicine, you could also call it witchcraft. This is the only way to cure your acne."

"Master Jiang, I'll go buy it now!" Xiaoyue excitedly wanted to get up and buy paper money.

"Wait, I'm not finished yet." Jiang Tang stopped her.

Xiaoyue sat down again and asked doubtfully, "Master Jiang, aren't you going to buy paper money first?"

Jiang Tang shook her head: "The paper money used here is not something you can buy yourself."

"Then how do you get this paper money? Do you ask others to give it to you?"

You can't pick it up from the grave, right?

Wouldn't that scare people to death?

Jiang Tang explained, "After a person dies, on the day of the funeral, someone will scatter paper money in front of the funeral procession. The purpose of scattering paper money is to send the deceased away. You should all know this."

[This... I really don't know, wow, I've never even seen that kind of scene.]

[The person upstairs is obviously from the city. This kind of thing is very common in our countryside. We do scatter paper money.]

If Master Jiang hadn't mentioned that scattering paper money was to send the deceased on his way, I would have thought it was money for him to spend on his journey...

Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment. She knew about this kind of thing, and there was going to be a funeral for an old man in their area tomorrow, and her father was going to help.

"Master Jiang, do I have to pick up this paper money?" Xiaoyue asked.

Jiang Tang nodded: "Don't pick them up, just use your hands to catch the few that float down."

"Okay, I'll pick it up tomorrow. What should I do after I get the paper money back?"

"Take it home and rub the paper money on your face, covering every part of your face. Then bury it under a tree."

Xiaoyue was eager to try: "Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

"No, go ahead."

"Okay, thank you Master Jiang!"

Xiaoyue left the live broadcast room happily and didn't sleep all night.

The next morning, she and her father went to the home of the deceased old man.

She helped with a lot of things, and when it was time to scatter paper money, she hesitated for a while, but still quietly caught a few pieces with her hands.

This is the traditional yellow paper money that Master Jiang mentioned. Xiaoyue packed it up and finished her work here before going home to get some water to wash her face.

After wiping it, he buried the paper money under the tree as Jiang Tang said.

After doing all this, Xiaoyue returned to normal and nothing seemed different.

But a week later, her mother stopped her and kept looking at her, exclaiming in amazement.

"Xiaoyue, all the pimples on your face are gone. What have you been doing recently?"

"Gone?" Xiaoyue touched her smooth face and was stunned.

Her face wasn't like this before!

I went to the mirror and looked in disbelief. All those horrible and disgusting pimples on my face had disappeared!

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