Chapter 74 Viewing Tao II

Author: Longqian Harbor

"Boss, come..."

Before I could speak, Qingde quickly interrupted me.

"Shhh! Why don't I want to eat noodles with you? You can eat it yourself if you like. I won't eat it for the life of me."

Seeing Qingde's appearance, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Stop being picky. In this chaotic situation, it would be nice to have something to eat."

"I don't care." Qingde said, turning his head to the side and yelling: "Boss, where are the people?"

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked out from inside, her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

"Come here, what do you two guests want to eat?" the middle-aged woman asked softly.

Afraid that I would order noodles again, Qingde took the lead and said, "Let's have some braised pork."

The woman looked at Qingde awkwardly and shook her head. "No."

“Braised fish?”

"No." The woman was a little embarrassed and bowed her head after saying that.

Qingde said several more words in succession, but the woman kept shaking her head and saying "no".

"Hey! What do you have here?" Qingde couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he was still a little unwilling.

"Have a face."

After hearing the woman's answer, Qingde almost spit out the water he just drank.

"Mian? You..."

I covered my mouth and snickered. The woman didn't know the situation, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing?" I tried not to laugh out loud.

"It seems that you two are in the same group." Qingde looked at me and the woman in confusion, and asked, "How about two bowls of noodles?"

The woman heard the sound and stood there motionless. Qingde looked at her. "What? Is there anything else?"

"You haven't said what kind of noodles you want?" The woman held it in for a long time and finally said this.

Qingde said disdainfully: "Isn't it just noodles? Just have two bowls of it."

"Oh!" The woman returned to the kitchen silently and began to get busy.

Shortly after the woman entered, a little boy of eight or nine years old walked out, looking dumbfounded.

I took a quick look and saw that one of the child's three souls and seven souls was missing.

"Qingde, look at that little boy."

Qingde glanced disdainfully, held his chin, and muttered: "What's so good about a child? You are better looking."

"Get out." I rolled my eyes at him, stood up and came to the little boy's side, reaching out and touching his head.

I also saw one of the little boy's souls floating nearby, but it still refused to return to its original form.

"Strange, what's going on?"

"Ya'er! Why are you so disobedient? What are you doing here again?" The woman hurriedly came from the kitchen and held the little boy in her arms.

The little boy first smiled at the woman, and then said to me: "I want to treat my sister to some sweets."

As he spoke, he began to fumble in his pocket. "Here, sister, have some candy."

I saw what the little boy handed over. When he opened his palm, I was shocked. Instead of candy, it was clearly half a bone.

Seeing this, the woman quickly knocked the things out of the boy's hands and apologized to me while crying. "I'm sorry, the child is young and immature. Don't be the same as him."

"It's nothing, it's not a problem." I replied with a smile: "Sister, what's wrong with your child?"

The woman told me with runny nose and tears:

A few days ago, many customers came to Ya'er. They all went to Yunshan Qinglian Taoist Temple. The store was quite busy and there was no time to take care of the children.

Maybe the little boy is naturally naughty, so Ya'er climbed to the roof by himself and then accidentally fell off.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with this fall at the time, but in the past two days, Ya'er has been alone in a daze from time to time, talking to the air.

What's even more frightening is that he doesn't know where he got a lot of bones and actually eats them like candy.

After speaking, the woman wiped the tears from her eyes and continued: "I wanted to take him to Qinglian Taoist Temple in the past few days and ask Aunt Lingran to take a look at him, but I never found the time."

Qingde suddenly said: "Where is your man?"

"He..." Before the woman could say anything, tears fell again.

"It turns out he's dead." Although Qingde said it very quietly, the woman still heard him.

"Roughly the same!"

Qingde and I looked at the woman at the same time, and the woman explained: "He is a follower of Taoist sister Zhiran. He practices the method of immortality in Qinglian Taoist Temple all day long. How can he care about us two!"

"How to live forever?" I frowned slightly and looked at Qingde. "Is there really a way to live forever in this world?"

Before Qingde could say anything, the woman said first, "Yes, Taoist sister Qingzheng is immortal."

"How did you know?" I looked at the woman puzzled.

The woman explained: "It is rumored that Aunt Mingran is nearly a hundred years old, but her body still looks like a girl's. This is why my husband is obsessed with her."

"Alas!" I sighed helplessly, and saw the little boy picking up the bones that were just thrown on the ground and gnawing on them with enthusiasm!

"Sister, let's do this! Let me help you take care of your teeth first!"

After hearing this, the woman showed a horrified expression. "You can take good care of him."

I smiled and said, "Try it! Maybe it will work for you."

Qingde yelled at the side with embarrassment: "Let her try! She is a Taoist master."

The woman was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Then please let me have a look!"

I closed my eyes slightly, caressed Ya'er's skull, turned around and said to the woman: "The child is just frightened, and a soul is missing from his body. As long as you call him, it will be fine."

The woman didn't say anything, but Qingde said in confusion: "He just fell, how could he be scared?"

I rolled my eyes at him angrily and said to the woman: "People have three souls and seven souls. Whenever they are frightened, their souls may leave their bodies. However, any frightened soul dare not approach the main body."

"Oh." The woman nodded in understanding.

"Give me Ya'er's birthday and horoscope, and I'll scream for you. Get some sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."

The woman found a pen and paper and wrote Ya'er's eight characters on the paper.

Qingde on the side also saw the clues and said to the woman: "Sister, are you urging your son to die?"

The woman looked at the two of us doubtfully. "What's wrong?"

I took the paper from the woman's hand and told her: "This person's birth date must be written on red paper. Those written on white paper are usually for the dead."

"Ah?" The woman looked horrified and said hurriedly: "Then I'll burn it!"

"No."

The woman looked at me doubtfully. Qingde stood up from the stool, went straight to the woman's side, and picked up the white paper with Ya'er's birth date written on it.

Qingde told him: "Keep it carefully and remember not to burn it. If it is burned, your son will not live long."
Chapter completed!