Zhang Meng came back to her senses and smiled at Grandma San. "I know, Grandma San, thank you, but let me see if I can cure Brother Sangou's illness first. I don't know what kind of evil spirit has infected Brother Sangou, so the only way is for me to go to the place where Brother Sangou has been to see if I can find a cure."
Sanpo lowered her head and thought for a moment. When she looked up, she looked at her with a worried look on her face. "Girl, Sanpo can't be so selfish. I can't let you take risks just to cure your brother Sangou's illness. Tell me, will there be any danger this time? If there is, forget it and let your brother Sangou go like this."
At this point, Grandma San covered her mouth and sobbed in pain.
Zhang Meng stepped forward and held her hand. "Third Auntie, don't worry about me. Didn't you tell me that I'm a witch? I have the ability to protect myself. I'll be fine, don't worry."
Zhang Meng glanced at the black energy spreading from his brow. If time dragged on any longer, even the Golden Immortal would be unable to save San Gou.
"Third Auntie, there's no time to lose. I'm going to go home first and tell my grandma, then I'll leave. You stay home and look after Brother Sangou. If anything goes wrong with him, just stick this on him. But don't let anyone see this, or I'll be dead."
She took out a piece of yellow talisman paper. She had written this talisman down last night from the book, but she didn't know if it would work.
I originally wanted to use it when I helped He Jincheng today, but in the end I didn’t have the chance to use it at all.
Sanpo looked at the talisman in her hand, took it with a solemn expression, and held it carefully. "Xiao Meng, I will let Sangou repay you for your great kindness in the future."
Zhang Meng waved her hand, "Don't say that, Sanpo, Sangou has helped me all the time, and this is what I should do for him."
After saying goodbye to Grandma San, Zhang Meng returned to the Zhang family. When she got home, Grandma Zhang and little Zhang Tao had already finished their meal, and little Zhang Tao had even fallen asleep after washing his feet.
In the main room of the Zhang family, Grandma Zhang was mending clothes for her and her brother by the kerosene fire.
Grandma Zhang heard the noise of the door, looked outside, and immediately saw her granddaughter coming in.
"The rice is still warm in the pot. Eat it while it's hot."
Zhang Meng responded, "I know, grandma."
After a while.
Zhang Meng took a bowl of rice and walked over to Grandma Zhang and sat down while eating.
"Grandma, I might have to go out after dinner. You and Taoer wait for me at home."
Grandma Zhang paused in her sewing, but quickly returned to normal. "Be careful on your way, and don't make me worry. You and your brother are the only two relatives I have now, and I don't want anything to happen to you again."
Zhang Meng stopped eating and looked up at Grandma Zhang who was still mending clothes. Her eyes suddenly became moist. "Grandma, don't you even ask me where I'm going?"
"You naturally have to go where you are supposed to go. Grandma doesn't know how you learned this skill, but since you have learned this skill, it must be God's will for you to do this. Grandma won't ask anything."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Meng immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands and threw herself into Grandma Zhang's arms, "Grandma."
It turned out that her grandmother didn't disbelieve that she was a witch, she just wanted to ask more questions.
Grandma Zhang patted her granddaughter in her arms and sighed. It seemed that her granddaughter becoming a fortune teller was destined.
"Eat first, I'll get you something." Grandma Zhang stood up and walked into the room where she slept. Before Zhang Meng could take a few bites, Grandma Zhang came out with something in her hand.
"I thought I would never be able to get these things out in my lifetime, but I didn't expect that they would eventually come out."
Zhang Meng looked down at the bundle that Grandma Zhang placed in front of her, then looked up at Grandma Zhang, "Grandma, what's in this?"
"It was left by your grandfather's generation. Back then, your grandfather was a Feng Shui master and had looked at many Feng Shui treasured sites for many dignitaries. Later, due to the current situation, your grandfather hid this thing and has kept it hidden until now."
Zhang Meng opened the bundle and found a compass and a book about Feng Shui inside.
"Take it, maybe it will be of use to you."
"I'll keep them well, grandma." Zhang Meng wrapped them up again.
Grandma Zhang is feeling terrible now. How can she not be worried when her granddaughter is going out late at night?
"Okay, take your time eating. I don't know how long it will take you to come back this time. Grandma will make some rice balls for you to take with you. Just eat them when you're hungry."
Zhang Meng looked at Grandma Zhang's hunched back, tears about to fall from her eyes.
No matter how reluctant he was, in order to save people, Zhang Meng, carrying a bag and an umbrella, quietly left home when the day just broke while everyone in the village was fast asleep, and climbed up the mountain behind Zhangjia Village.
By the time she reached the mountain, it was already daybreak.
"Xiao Meng, do you know that the place you are going this time is the place I told you about last time?" At dawn, Zhang Yu, who finally woke up, finally spoke.
"Where?" Zhang Meng continued walking forward without stopping.
"That's where the man who told me he would give you the book is. Let me tell you, that place is really evil. I went there once last time, and I felt unwell all over when I came back. My spiritual power was also damaged. I advise you not to go there and go home quickly." Zhang Yu said anxiously.
Zhang Meng paused, then continued walking forward, shaking her head. "No, I can't go back. If I go back, Brother Sangou will die. I can't just watch him die. He's been very good to our family. If it weren't for him helping us a few years ago, my grandmother, my brother, and I would have starved to death."
Zhang Yu, who was hiding under the umbrella, rolled his eyes and said, "I'm telling you, if you go this time, the life you lose will be yours."
Zhang Meng smiled slightly. "No, as long as I'm careful, nothing will happen. I'm telling you, ever since I learned from the book that man gave me, I've discovered that my abilities have improved a lot."
A man and a ghost accompanied each other on the road. After walking for a long time, the man and the ghost finally stood at the foot of an unusually quiet mountain.
"Xiaoyu, is this the mountain?" Zhang Meng asked, looking down at the umbrella in her hand.
"That's it. Be careful. I'll stay under the umbrella for now."
Before long, no matter how Zhang Meng talked to Zhang Yu in the umbrella, there was no sound from inside.
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