Chapter 397 Sorry, we can't perform the ritual due to the language barrier.



The car stopped in front of the Xishan Villa.

Si Jing, dressed strangely, got out of the car with a cold expression.

The thing he was carrying on his back made a jingling sound.

In the driver's seat, the driver respectfully said, "Young Master, would you like me to wait here for you?"

The Si family produced two oddballs.

The eldest son likes to set up a street stall outside, selling strange little commodities, but he often can't sell them. In addition, he eats junk food and lives in a small house outside, but he refuses to go home and inherit the family business.

The second young master is even more eccentric. When he was four or five years old, he went to the Taoist temple with his wife and refused to leave. Now that he's entered the stage of performing shamanistic rituals, he dresses in strange and unusual clothes all the time. If he didn't have to go to school, he probably wouldn't take off his Taoist robes.

"No need, no need, you can go." Si Jing waved his hand impatiently.

He's at that age where he's going through a rebellious phase, so he's indifferent to all of that and only interested in things that interest him.

The driver nodded, said no more, and drove off immediately.

He'd rather go home and sweep the floor than deal with two eccentric young masters.

Upon arriving at the villa's main gate, Si Jing rang the doorbell.

Little Yuzu looked at it through the monitor.

Si Jing stood at the door with a serious expression.

Xiaoyouzi's voice came through the microphone: "Brother Sijing is here? Come in."

Her voice was so sweet that it made Si Jing's ears burn.

No, how come this child has two faces?

As soon as he finished speaking, the door slowly opened.

These are two large iron gates, which are now being opened to both sides.

Si Jing raised an eyebrow and walked inside.

This was his first time here. He didn't have a house or a home here, but that didn't stop him from having heard of this place.

When the project was first being developed, his father himself wanted to get involved and take a share.

After all, the feng shui of this place is really good, but the family doesn't have enough money to buy the land, so they can only participate in the development and later work.

Unfortunately, they were wealthy and didn't care about the investment at all, so they politely declined.

Later, the property sold very well, and his father was heartbroken.

Si Jing walked inside, and Xiao Youzi had already opened the door and was waiting for him.

Upon seeing Si Jing, Xiao Youzi waved and said, "Here, here."

Si Jing crossed the lawn.

As soon as I entered, I saw Xiaoyouzi with a big smile on her face: "You're here, come in."

For some reason, Si Jing found that smile somewhat eerie.

After changing into slippers, Si Jing asked, "Where is that Kumanthong you mentioned? I want to see it."

"Here, take a look." Little Yuzu led him to the living room.

A small cushion was laid on the small tea table. Wangcai sat on the cushion, calmly reciting scriptures, seemingly indifferent to these external matters.

I must say, he's quite different from that gloomy brat from before.

Si Jing looked at the Kumanthong with curiosity.

This was the first time he had ever seen a golden Kumanthong.

Seeing that he wasn't doing anything, Xiaoyouzi asked curiously, "You know how to perform rituals for the deceased, right? I heard you've been learning for a long time?"

Master Jiu, aside from other things, has a wide network of connections.

She obtained some information about Si Jing last night and knew that he was a child of the Si family.

The Si family is also a large family. They started out in the timber business and have been in business for nearly two hundred years.

Later, I gradually came into contact with other industries.

Si Jing has been studying this subject for quite some time now, and he should have learned most of what he needed to learn.

"I will." Si Jing nodded.

He himself has excellent natural talent, but he never expected to meet someone as gifted as Xiaoyouzi.

At only seven years old, she was able to capture a Kumanthong (a type of spirit child) suffering from epilepsy and even perform a ritual to help it pass on to a better future; this is something most people couldn't do.

Nodding, Xiaoyouzi said, "In that case, hurry up! I want to see why I can't perform a ritual for him."

She can even break the blood pact, so why can't she perform a ritual to help the dead?

"Um."

Si Jing nodded in agreement, then frowned: "I need to draw a talisman first, so please wait for me."

"Drawing talismans is easy. What kind of talisman do you want?" Little Yuzu ran straight to the dining table: "Would you like a Yin talisman?"

Judging from Xiaoyouzi's posture, she's planning to draw the talisman herself.

His gaze fell on the cinnabar and talisman paper already laid out on the dining table, and Si Jing said, "Yes."

Si Jing naturally didn't believe that Xiao Youzi could draw talismans directly. He frowned slightly and walked to Xiao Youzi's side: "Move aside first, I still need to prepare to draw the talisman...?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyouzi started drawing.

Si Jing stood at the back.

From initial confusion to later surprise.

Soon, Xiaoyouzi finished drawing the talisman.

She handed the drawn talisman to Si Jing, her little face full of smiles: "Is that right? Take it and use it quickly. What else do you need? I'll prepare it for you."

Sijing: ?

"You're done drawing?" Si Jing asked incredulously.

My master said that drawing talismans is very mentally taxing, requiring carefulness and a single, continuous process. It also requires fasting, bathing, and burning incense before one can draw them.

There are really very few people who can draw talismans anytime.

Almost none.

Hearing that Si Jing didn't believe her words, Xiao Youzi frowned slightly and pouted: "What are you doing? I've already finished drawing, why are you still asking me? Don't you believe me?"

“No…” Si Jing felt that this was different from what he had come to know, and the shock on his face did not seem fake.

He took the talisman, examined it carefully, and then said, "This talisman actually has spiritual energy!"

He did it all in one go, and immediately got angry.

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