When Mrs. Chen heard the seriousness of the situation, she immediately stepped out of the old woman's arms and strode up to Gu Mingtai and asked, "Comrade Gu, how can you expect me to obey your orders? As long as you can help me rescue my old Chen, I will do anything you ask of me."
Gu Mingtai didn't say anything, but glanced towards Zhang Meng.
Zhang Meng saw his gaze and immediately walked over to Madam Chen. "Madam Chen, this is a talisman paper to ward off evil spirits. When Chen Zhen grows back, you can secretly burn it to ashes and soak it in water for him to drink. Also, we need a rooster that looks like a dragon. I wonder if you can get it?"
Mrs. Chen took the talisman paper that Zhang Meng brought, carefully hid it on her body, and immediately nodded, "That's no problem. I can find the rooster. You can get it whenever you want it."
"Of course, the sooner the better. It would be best if we find it before Mayor Chen returns, because we are going to draw a formation in your room. Whether we can drive the ghost out of Mayor Chen's body depends on this formation."
Mrs. Chen nodded immediately, took out a few big unity notes from the drawer and said, "Okay, I'll go buy the rooster now. Can you wait here for me?"
Zhang Meng was about to nod when Gu Mingtai suddenly asked, "We can wait for you here, but will Mayor Chen come back suddenly?"
Mrs. Chen looked at him and said, "You don't have to worry about this. He told me when he left this morning that he was going to the next town to have a meeting with his colleagues. He won't be back for a whole day." Gu Mingtai nodded.
Seeing this, the old woman knew that the young couple was willing to stay here and wait, so she hurriedly urged her little daughter to buy a rooster.
"Remember, you must pick a good one, and don't pick a castrated one, otherwise it will be useless." The old woman repeatedly told her daughter when she sent her out.
Mrs. Chen smiled and said, "Mom, you underestimate me, your daughter. When I was little, I often saw you buying roosters. I know how to watch."
After seeing Mrs. Chen off, the old woman returned to her room. A heavy expression crossed her face as she glanced at Zhang Meng and Gu Mingtai for a few seconds.
Zhang Meng took the initiative to ask, "Auntie, if you have anything to ask, just ask directly. There's no need to look at us like that. You're making us feel uneasy."
The old woman chuckled and said, "In that case, I'll speak directly. The two of you, do you have any confidence in the ghost from Country R?"
Zhang Meng raised the corner of her mouth, stared at her with a half-smile and asked, "What's wrong? Auntie, are you asking this question because you don't trust my ability as a couple?"
The old woman saw the smile on her face, her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately changed her words, "No, I absolutely don't mean to distrust you. The reason I asked this is because I am a little worried, not because I don't trust you."
Zhang Meng chuckled, "Auntie, if I tell you that we've been dealing with those ghosts from Country R before, and that our coming here wasn't a coincidence, would you believe in our abilities more?"
The old woman was shocked and looked at the young couple with a look of disbelief in her eyes. This time, she lowered her head and said sincerely, "It's my fault that I'm blind."
About half an hour later, Mrs. Chen, who had gone out to buy a rooster, quickly came back with a proud and majestic rooster.
"Comrades, take a look at this rooster. It's the most majestic rooster on the black market, and it cost me more than fifty-twenty dollars." Mrs. Chen asked Zhang Meng and Gu Mingtai with a eager expression.
Zhang Meng glanced forward and saw that the rooster, weighing eight or nine kilograms, was indeed quite majestic.
It is not easy to find such a rooster in this day and age.
"Okay, you bought a good rooster." Zhang Meng nodded.
When Mrs. Chen heard her affirmation, her tense expression finally relaxed. She smiled and patted her chest, saying, "That's good, that's good."
"Do you have a knife?" Zhang Meng looked at her and asked.
Mrs. Chen didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. As soon as she finished speaking, she continued, "Yes, yes, I'll get it for you right away."
He hurried into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife and ran out.
Zhang Meng took the kitchen knife from her hand and took a cup of blood from the rooster's thigh.
Mrs. Chen had been standing by while she was bleeding. Seeing Zhang Meng taking blood from the chicken leg, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Comrade Zhang, don't you usually take blood from the chicken's neck? Why are you taking blood from the thigh?"
Zhang Meng explained to her without even looking up, "The blood from the chicken thigh is the purest and most effective in exorcising evil spirits."
After hearing this, Mrs. Chen nodded with a confused look on her face.
Zhang Meng didn't plan to ask her if she understood. After taking blood from the rooster's thigh, she immediately burned a piece of talisman paper on the chicken blood.
A beam of fire shot up into the sky from the cup, scaring Mrs. Chen so much that she screamed.
Zhang Meng glanced at her, then turned around and walked over to Gu Mingtai with the cup of chicken blood. "Gu Mingtai, the chicken blood is ready. Do we draw now or do we have to wait?"
Gu Mingtai said, "Wait a moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately walked to the window and looked.
"Let's start. Now's the perfect time." Upon hearing him say that, Zhang Meng immediately took out two slightly bulging brushes from her backpack, one for each of the young couple.
"Draw the Bodhi Formation!" After Gu Mingtai gave the instructions, he immediately walked to the other side of the bed and started drawing.
Zhang Meng glanced at him, didn't ask any questions, and immediately walked to the other side to start painting.
"Amazing! I never thought they could draw the Bodhi Formation at such a young age. It seems I am still blind. I actually doubted their abilities."
Ever since the old woman heard what Gu Mingtai said about the formation, she looked at the couple in surprise.
Mrs. Chen, standing beside her, heard her mumbling and asked curiously, "Mom, is this Bodhi formation very powerful?"
The old woman glanced at her, then immediately turned her gaze to the young couple busy at the bedside. "This Bodhi formation can only be drawn by a master of the Dao. Even if your mother and I practice for decades, we may not be able to draw it!"
Mrs. Chen immediately looked at Zhang Meng and Gu Mingtai in surprise, swallowed a few times, and thought to herself that it was a good thing that she did not doubt them anymore, otherwise if she annoyed them, there would be no one to save her son, Mr. Chen.
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