Unfortunately, this answer only raised more questions for Xu Qi: "Isn't Master Buchang a high-ranking monk? How could he draw talismans?"
"This all started 20 years ago. I only found out after he passed away." Ji Qian took a sip of water, her expression somber as if she were about to reveal some earth-shattering secret:
"Back then, Master Buchang became a Taoist priest for a period of time to escape his ex-girlfriend's pursuit. Later, his ex-girlfriend led a group of people up the mountain and burned down the Taoist temple."
The master traveled to many places before finally settling down at Cixi Temple. Alas, Amitabha.
What an explosive story! I don't even know where to begin with my comments.
My goodness, there are actually people whose Buddhist names don't last long!
I'd only ever heard of people becoming monks or nuns for love before; this is the first time I've heard of someone becoming a monk or nun to escape love.
【Hmm, why doesn't it count?】
[Hey, those in the lead, speak properly and stop making jokes!]
Cixi Temple...that name sounds familiar, isn't it the one on Wuxiang Mountain?
Yes, yes, that's him. I saw this "Master Not-Growing" before. Although he's a bit older, you can still vaguely see the charm he had in his youth; he was definitely a handsome man.
[Hilarious! I searched for Cixi Temple's official WeChat account, and this master is the top featured image on the cover.]
I'm back now, he's so handsome! No wonder his ex-girlfriend was chasing him.
[Alas, it's a pity she's already passed away. Otherwise, just for that face alone, I would definitely go to the temple to pay my respects.]
"What kind of talisman is this?" Han Mengyao examined the talisman paper that Ji Qian had just drawn repeatedly, but she couldn't recognize what Ji Qian had drawn. She could only vaguely make out that it was an animal.
As Ji Qian drew the next talisman, she explained, "This is called a Spirit Breath Talisman. If an ordinary person burns it, they can encounter ghosts for a short period of time."
Ji Qian distributed the ten talismans she had drawn to the others, and did not forget to remind them:
"Some people experience physical discomfort after using this talisman. Unless absolutely necessary, please use it with caution."
After distributing the talismans, Ji Qian walked to the table where the peach wood swords were placed. She picked one up and brandished it a couple of times.
"Director Liu just loves to indulge in these feudal superstitions. Ordinary people can't use this stuff. In a real fight, it's not as effective as a brick."
After saying this, Ji Qian was afraid that others wouldn't believe her, so she simply snapped the peach wood sword in her hand.
Good heavens, she's more wicked than a demon!
[What nonsense are you talking about? Our Sister Qian is a youthful and beautiful living devil!]
[Feudal superstition... Ji Qian, do you want to see how you just drew the talisman?]
Ji Qian was the only one present with extensive experience in fighting ghosts and monsters. When the other guests heard her say this, they all gave up on the peach wood sword and prepared to find a suitable weapon elsewhere later.
Director Liu was so angry watching the monitor that he almost ground his teeth to powder. Of all the things on the table, only those few peach wood swords were the ones he had actually paid a lot of money to acquire.
The assistant director in charge of purchasing quietly left the room. He was still recovering from yesterday's injuries and really couldn't take another beating.
Considering this was a team battle, Han Mengyao took the initiative to suggest exchanging information, and the others readily agreed, with Zhao Chengyuan overjoyed.
After all, he didn't meet anyone else at all yesterday, and he didn't even see a ghost.
Since the idea of exchanging information had been proposed, Mi Yesi subconsciously looked at Ji Qian. Seeing that the other party had no objections, she stopped hiding her intentions and took out the notes she had taken yesterday:
"This is the conversation between Mr. Qian and Mrs. Qian that I wrote down yesterday."
"Excuse me for interrupting, Mr. Qian and Mrs. Qian are?"
When Han Mengyao saw Ying Xu raise his hand to ask a question, she remembered that there were two other people present who were unaware of the existence of the old couple ghosts.
After a brief explanation, Zhao Chengyuan, who finally understood the situation, took the notebook.
To be fair, Mi Yesi's handwriting is quite good, but even the best handwriting can't withstand the torment of a whole piece of love poems.
Zhao Chengyuan stared for a full five minutes but couldn't find a single useful piece of information. He even felt nauseous and vomiting from reading so many sweet nothings.
Ying Xu also came over, but after taking a couple of glances, he decisively looked away, afraid that he might not be able to help but curse out loud.
Xu Qi didn't even look at it; he was still wiping his custom-made treasured peach wood sword.
To be honest, although the old couple chatted all day yesterday, almost 80% of it was nonsense, with only a few occasional mentions of their children that were of interest.
But having already been caught in the rain, Ji Qian, Mi Yesi, and Han Mengyao unanimously decided to tear the umbrellas apart before cooperating, since companionship is all about sharing joys and sorrows.
Seeing that Zhao Chengyuan and Ying Xu both looked agitated, Ji Qian stopped being mysterious and took the notebook to the last page:
"Actually, we already compiled the valid information last night."
The current information is that this is Mr. Qian's hometown, but his family moved to the city decades ago.
The reason they were here was because the youngest daughter of the Qian family was about to get married and needed to return to the ancestral home to prepare for the wedding.
On the third night after they returned, a group of men in black broke into their house and massacred them, reportedly with extremely cruel methods.
Based on the couple's conversation, we deduced that the Qian family has three sons and two daughters.
All three sons were scholars. The eldest son was a schoolteacher, the second son had just passed the imperial examination, and the youngest son had also passed the county-level examination.
The eldest and second sons were married, and most of the grandsons stayed at the academy to study. Only the youngest grandson, who was not yet of school age, came back with them.
As for the two daughters, the elder daughter was already married, and the younger daughter is the young lady who is about to get married.
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