Chapter 70: Severe illness at best, death at worst

"I...I put it in my room. I didn't give it to the child. I kept it for myself."

How could the old lady dare to hide it anymore? She ran to her bedroom to get the cicada, but she couldn't find it after searching for a long time. She was so anxious that she rummaged through all the drawers and even took out the clothes in the closet.

"Where did it go? I clearly put it here, how come it's gone..."

The old lady became more and more confused as she became more anxious. She walked around the room in circles. The man was also in a bad mood and asked, "Where did you put it? Did you let Taotao wear it?"

"No, that thing is very valuable. How could I dare to give it to Taotao? Taotao asked me for it, but I didn't give it to him." The old lady was so anxious that she was about to cry. She really didn't give it to her grandson. Her niece said that it was very valuable and she was afraid that her grandson would break it, so she didn't want to give it to him.

Jiang Hanyan heard the conversation between the mother and son outside. She became interested and touched the little boy's body. Sure enough, she felt something extremely cold in his coat pocket.

There was a jade cicada in the boy's pocket. Jiang Hanyan pulled it out. The cicada was small and exquisite, made of high-quality jade. It looked very cute. No wonder it was so popular among children.

Yu Chan lay in the palm of Jiang Hanyan's hand, and the cold air penetrated her bones. Fortunately, she had the spiritual spring protecting her body, so she was not afraid of the evil spirit. But the little boy was not so lucky. If he came one day later, his soul would leave his body and would never come back.

"Don't look for it anymore. Yuchan is on the child."

Jiang Hanyan shouted, and the male owner and the old lady ran out. Seeing the jade cicada in her hand, the old lady shouted anxiously, "That's it. How could it be on the child?"

"Doctor Jiang, is my son's illness related to this jade cicada?" the man asked anxiously.

"Yes, judging from your appearance, you should have a high level of education. You know that in ancient times, nobles needed to be buried with funerary objects, right?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

Mingqi, also known as funerary objects, are funeral objects used by emperors and nobles in ancient times. This jade cicada is one of the funerary objects.

The man's face changed drastically. Even if he didn't understand funerary objects, how could he not understand after hearing this?

Can something that is with a dead person be a good thing? Jiang Hanyan didn't need him to answer, pointing at the jade cicada and said, "This jade cicada is a funeral object, held in the mouth of a dead person, and it is also the most evil thing among the funeral objects. Your family is too bold to actually let such a thing be played with by a child."

"No, I didn't give it to the child. He took it to play with it himself." The old lady was so scared that she kept explaining, fearing that her son would blame her.

The man glared at her fiercely, then glanced at his angry wife soothingly, and then asked, "Doctor Jiang, can my son be saved? What do you need me to do?"

Things have come to this point, blaming his mother will not help, the most important thing is to find a way to save his son.

Jiang Hanyan looked at him with praise. This man was a man who could do great things. He would not just complain. She nodded and said, "I can definitely save him, but it will be very troublesome. I will have to spend a lot of effort."

"Please, Doctor Jiang, save my son. I, Guo He, will reward you handsomely!"

The male host, Guo He, bowed 90 degrees with a sincere expression. He was determined to save his son even if it meant losing everything he had.

"A doctor's heart is full of compassion. I can't bear to see the child suffer, so I will do my best to save him."

Jiang Hanyan's expression became more sincere. With the man's words, she felt more confident and bold in saving the man.

According to the usual routine of the mysterious arts, she had to prepare a peach wood sword, talisman paper, and black dog blood, and then summon the child's soul, which would take a lot of effort. The Lu family had a ready-made peach wood sword that was used by Lu Chen's grandfather, but the talisman paper and black dog blood had to be found now.

Jiang Hanyan was just about to instruct Guo He to go look for it when a golden light suddenly flashed in her mind. The guqin became restless in her space, as if it wanted to come out. Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this guqin could summon souls?

According to the nature of the space, it would never do anything without certainty. Jiang Hanyan hesitated for only three seconds before deciding to play the piano to summon the spirits.

"I have to go home and get my tools."

"I'll take you there."

Guo He was very respectful and drove her home. Then he saw Jiang Hanyan coming out holding an antique guqin.

Although he didn't understand art, it was obvious that this guqin was not cheap, so he couldn't help but be more respectful. He opened the car door himself, waited for Jiang Hanyan to get in, then closed the door, started the car and went home.

"Your son has lost his six souls. I will play the zither to call them back one by one."

Jiang Hanyan, holding a guqin, spoke in an elegant manner. Guo and his family were very happy and stood obediently beside her, not daring to disturb her.

After Jiang Hanyan got into position and found the feeling, she began to play the piano. The practice over the past few days was quite effective. The sound was much more pleasant than playing cotton, but she still couldn't make a song.

The Guo family resisted the urge to cover their ears and listened expressionlessly, but in their hearts they were thinking, the requiem was indeed unique and Jiang Banxian's move was extraordinary!

Jiang Hanyan was multitasking. While playing the piano, she was also observing the little boy's situation. After a while, the boy's souls floated out of the jade cicada one by one. If it weren't for the protection of Master Ji Yan's Jade Guanyin, this jade cicada would have swallowed up the boy's soul and even replaced it without anyone noticing.

“Ahem…”

When the last soul entered his body, the little boy opened his eyes and coughed weakly.

"Taotao, mom is here."

The hostess hugged her son and cried with joy, kissing the child on the face.

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"Cold...Mom...it's so cold..."

The little boy was shivering with cold, his face was pale and his lips were trembling.

"Evil creature, do you still want to do bad things?"

Jiang Hanyan suddenly shouted and poured a drop of spiritual spring water on Yuchan. A puff of green smoke came out and then dissipated. The little boy no longer complained of being cold. He huddled in his mother's arms, looking very weak.

Lingquan is a very yang thing and a natural nemesis to evil spirits like Yuchan. Jiang Hanyan touched Yuchan and found that it was not as cold as before.

The Guo family only felt a chill in their bodies, a chill coming from the cracks in their bones, and then they heard Jiang Hanyan shout, followed by billowing green smoke, and their bodies were no longer cold.

It was less than a minute, but they seemed to be stuck between life and death. The whole family was very scared. Fortunately, Master Jiang was invited, otherwise they would have been killed by this evil creature.

"It's alright. Your son's soul has returned to his body, but he was contaminated by some evil spirits. His body is too weak and needs to be taken care of. Don't let him play with messy things anymore."

After Jiang Hanyan finished speaking, she returned the jade cicada to Guo He.

Guo He stepped back subconsciously and waved his hands repeatedly, "Master, please take this thing away. Our family doesn't dare to take it."

Jiang Hanyan smiled, "Don't worry, as long as you put it in the mahogany box, it will be fine. Besides, doesn't Boss Guo want to know who deliberately wanted to send Yuchan here?"

Guo He's expression changed and he asked, "Master, do you mean someone is deliberately harming my son?"

"It may not necessarily harm your son, but your entire family. If this jade cicada is left at home, within a month, your family will either die or become seriously ill. Even a detective will not be able to find the murderer without anyone knowing."

Jiang Hanyan's voice was very soft and sweet, but it frightened the Guo family to death.

I updated too late today. I almost died of coughing. My lungs are about to burst. If I still can't recover tomorrow, I will go to the hospital for an IV drip. Sigh.

(End of this chapter)