Chapter 282
Jin Chaochao sat on a chair and saw that everyone was positive and hardworking, so she reminded them, "No matter how hard you work, you must also take a good rest and love life. The world is so beautiful, and when you are on the road, don't forget to look up and appreciate the scenery."
Everyone is living well nowadays. The evil forces are suppressed and will not erupt at will unless there are accidents.
"Master, following you, we are enjoying life. As long as you don't drive us away, this little bit of hard work doesn't matter."
Huo Zheng bowed respectfully to Jin Chaochao, "Jiang Li is right. This is the first time in my life that I have lived such a comfortable life. We all know how much you have helped us."
In the future, his glory will be tied to the glory of the Fu family.
Jin Chaochao glanced at everyone, knowing that they would be grateful, and felt even more relieved, "You are all great, let's work together in the future to be better ourselves."
The atmosphere is ignited at this moment!
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The next day.
The shop that had not been open for a long time opened.
Jin Chaochao had just sat down when the bell at the door rang.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a haggard face walked in.
He looked at Jin Chaochao and bowed politely, "Master, could you please come and see my son?"
"How is your son?" Jin Chaochao asked.
Chen Zhan lowered his eyes and confessed truthfully: "The day before yesterday, I took him to mourn his deceased wife. After returning from the cemetery, he started to have a high fever and talk nonsense. Now he is in the hospital, and all the medicines he has used are ineffective."
Jin Chaochao stood up and said, "Then I'll go with you."
The hospital's luxury ward.
In a single room, an eighteen-year-old boy was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed, his face full of pain, and he was still mumbling.
"How long has he been like this?" Jin Chaochao asked.
"For two days, I could feel his mouth speaking, but I couldn't hear what he said. Master, what's wrong with my son?"
Jin Chaochao walked forward and pulled the curtains, blocking out the light from outside the window.
The young man, who had been in pain on the hospital bed, suddenly became quiet and his mumbling stopped.
"Your son has lost his soul! He doesn't like strong light in his current state, and his mumbling is not what he wants to say, but a groan of pain." Jin Chaochao opened his eyelids and saw that his eyeballs were bulging, his eyes were black and red, and blood was rushing.
She turned around and said to Shen Zhan: "12 o'clock tonight is your last deadline to save him."
Shen Zhan was still confused, "How can we save this?"
"Call back his soul! Bring back the lost soul." Jin Chaochao spoke again, "Take him home before dark and put him in his familiar bedroom. I'll go over after dark."
"This..." Shen Zhan was flustered. He looked at his son and then at Jin Chaochao.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Is it okay to take him back like this? Will his life be in danger?"
Jin Chaochao took out a piece of ginseng and placed it under Shen Zhan's tongue. "He won't die before twelve o'clock, but after twelve o'clock, it's hard to say if we can't bring him back to life."
Chen Zhan quickly wrote down his home address to Jin Chaochao, "Master, please send someone over later. My son's life depends on you."
Jin Chaochao did not take his address, but spoke again, "Now, you have to take me to the cemetery. I have to see how far it is from there to your home! Is there enough time to save your son?"
After hearing this, Shen Zhan was completely stunned.
The cemetery is far away, in the suburbs, and it takes two hours to go there and back.
He reacted and quickly told the driver to prepare the car. He took Jin Chaochao there himself and arranged for other people to come to the hospital to take his son home.
It was an hour later when we arrived at the cemetery.
Jin Chaochao looked at the huge cemetery, with tombstones everywhere and excellent feng shui, which made it a good choice for a burial site.
She walked to the tombstone of Shen Zhan’s wife and said calmly, “Your son has lost his soul now and his life is hanging by a thread. If you, as a mother, really love him, you can lend a helping hand at night.”
Shen Zhan stood behind Jin Chaochao and felt an inexplicable chill on his back.
Is it any use for her to talk to the air like this?
Afterwards, Jin Chaochao returned to the store to prepare things for the evening.
Wait until night falls.
Jin Chaochao came to Shen's house.
Shen Zhan has been waiting for a long time.
"Master, when do we start the action?"
"I'll prepare first. We can leave at nine o'clock. We must reserve more time to avoid any trouble at night." Jin Chaochao came upstairs and drew a vitality talisman on the boy's body with cinnabar to keep his soul solid.
After finishing all this, Jin Chaochao and Shen Zhan went out.
We arrived at the cemetery around ten o'clock in the evening.
She looked at Chen Zhan: "After I burn the incense and paper money, don't speak. Look into my eyes, and then call your son's name. Keep calling until he agrees, then you can drive back. But you can't stop calling his name along the way."
Shen Zhan nodded quickly, with beads of cold sweat on his forehead.
It was just past ten o'clock, but the entire cemetery was pitch dark. The air felt as if winter had arrived, so cold that he shivered.
Yan's mother has already set up the altar for Jin Chaochao.
Jin Chaochao stepped forward, lit the incense and candles, then wrapped three large bowls of rice in red cloth and placed them upside down on the table.
Then she looked into the darkness, "No matter who it is, seducing a living soul is against the law. I am here today, showing my sincerity, hoping that we can resolve this matter peacefully."
Turning back, she took a whole dozen pieces of paper money and burned them in a huge stove.
Half an hour later, Jin Chaochao turned over the bowl wrapped in red cloth.
I found that the rice in the bowl was empty.
She turned around to look at Shen Zhan, who had been stunned for a long time, and winked at him.
Shen Zhan reacted and immediately called his son's name, "Shen Yi, Shen Yi, Shen Yi..."
He stood in front of his wife's tombstone, his voice trembling.
His shout was not loud, but it was particularly loud in this open space.
Soon white mist rolled up from the cemetery in the distance.
Jin Chaochao saw a young girl in a wedding dress and stared at her with an unwilling look on her face.
Beside her, Shen Yi had a dazed look on his face, and walked towards this side step by step as his father shouted.
About ten minutes later, Shen Zhan still didn't get a response from his son.
He looked at Jin Chaochao with some despair.
Jin Chaochao, however, had a serious expression on her face and said nothing.
He had no choice but to continue shouting, just when he was feeling discouraged.
He heard his son's clear voice in his ears, "Dad!"
Chen Zhan couldn't see anything, so he quickly raised his head to look at Jin Chaochao.
Jin Chaochao then nodded at him.
He took a deep breath and walked towards the car trembling.
As he walked, he called his son's name: "Shen Yi, go home! Shen Yi, go home!..."
Jin Chaochao watched Chen Yi get into the car before waving to Chen Zhan. She then asked Yan Ma to continue burning paper money and leave after all the paper money was burned.
She sat in a car behind and followed Shen Zhan to prevent accidents on the road.
Fortunately, there was no traffic jam and no accidents along the way.
Back at the Shen family, Shen Zhan felt soaked.
Mingming felt as cold as if his body was wrapped in ice all the way.
After arriving at the Shen family, Shen Zhan took Shen Yi back to the room.
Jin Chaochao flicked Shen Yi's forehead lightly with her finger.
The next second, his soul returned to his body and he slowly woke up.
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