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Chapter 013 This Is Superstition

If the mana remaining in the Jade Emperor's God's throne was described by numbers before Zhao Qingshan brought Ye Qingjun back, then after Ye Qingjun was brought back, the mana possessed in his throne had doubled from one to two!

However, since the starting point of the start is too low, even if the mana power is doubled, the magical powers that Zhao Qingshan can use are also limited to the two sects of the Heavenly Eye Divine Power and the Tongyou Divine Power.

After settling down Ye Qingjun, Zhao Qingshan was not idle either. He sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the obscure Jade Emperor Heart Seal. So far, the only way he wanted to increase his supernatural powers was to comprehend from the Jade Emperor Heart Seal. Unless he had enough merit, he could obtain supernatural powers from the palace of the Heavenly Court, and the speed of understanding would be greatly accelerated.

At around 8 o'clock the next morning, Zhao Qingshan, who was practicing boxing in the yard of the Taoist temple, heard a mess of footsteps outside the wall of the Taoist temple.

Soon, eleven villagers, including Wu Chunhua, appeared in Zhao Qingshan's sight all over the mud. As soon as he saw Zhao Qingshan in the yard, Wu Chunhua's face showed an extremely bright smile. She said excitedly: "Master, Taoist Master! My family is no longer haunted, my family is really no longer haunted!!"

"Great kindness." Zhao Qingshan had already adjusted his expression, looked gentle and kind, and bowed: "The safe family of the female donor is exactly what I hope for."

"Master, you are so compassionate." Wu Chunhua gave Zhao Qingshan a thumbs up, then turned her head to the ten people behind her and said, "Today we come here to fulfill our wishes, we will salute the Taoist priest first. If the Taoist priest hadn't helped us, our family would be in a state of unrest!"

Obviously, Wu Chunhua has a very high status in her family. When she heard her words, the ten men and women, who were from sixteen or seventeen to over forty, bowed to Zhao Qingshan together, "Thank you, Taoist priest!"

"No need to do this, no need to do this... Everyone please come in." Zhao Qingshan felt very happy, but on the surface he insisted on pretending to be noble and smiled very implicitly.

During the ritual yesterday, Wu Chunhua's family gave him 20,000 yuan as incense money. In addition, the power of faith recovered from Ye Qingjun, Zhao Qingshan had long been very satisfied with it.

You know, even when Xuanyuan Zhenren was still alive, a ritual took seven days, and only 300 yuan a day from morning to night. His disciple was better than blue. The incense money earned by a ritual in one day was comparable to Xuanyuan Zhenren's efforts for more than two months.

Therefore, Zhao Qingshan's attitude was surprisingly kind, especially when he saw Wu Chunhua and her family kneeling and burning incense, and then took out several hundred yuan and stuffed it into the merit box one by one, Zhao Qingshan's big eyes were so smiling that they narrowed into two slits, and he kept saying: "Donor, don't need to spend so much money. How sincere is your Jade Emperor will definitely see it..."

So, Wu Chunhua, who had already paid out several thousand yuan, gritted her teeth and took out all the cash from her wallet and stuffed it into the merit box in front of Zhao Qingshan.

As a result, Zhao Qingshan felt a little embarrassed. This ritual itself was carried out under his planning, and advertising alone was enough to make a profit.

Besides, in the past two days, he also learned that Wu Chunhua's family's conditions were not good. Although she was running a farm, the whole family had to raise so many mouths. She took her nearly 30,000 yuan, and Zhao Qingshan was a little conscientious and found out... Of course, the money was never refunded.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Qingshan asked Wu Chunhua: "Female donor, I heard that someone in the female donor's family was bedridden, but I don't know what the disease was?"

The expression on Wu Chunhua's face froze slightly, and Zhao Qingshan's problem encountered the most painful part of her heart.

His smile seemed a bit far-fetched, and Wu Chunhua said: "It's uremia."

What is uremia? To be honest, Zhao Qingshan, who knows nothing about medicine, cannot even explain it, but this does not prevent him from making a decision.

"The female donor wait for a moment."

After Zhao Qingshan bowed, he walked to the table next to the merit box with great strides in the confused eyes of Wu Chunhua and her family, took yellow paper, cinnabar, and wolf brushes, and started painting Taoist talismans again.

Due to the limitation of magic power, the Taoist talisman drawn by Zhao Qingshan this time was also the small Rejuvenation Talisman used when he treated Luo Xianer last time.

More than seven minutes later, Zhao Qingshan finished drawing the Taoist talisman, folded the talisman and handed it to Wu Chunhua's hands, and said, "Don't open this talisman when you take it back. Just burn it to ashes, mix it with a cup of warm water and feed it to your husband."

Before eliminating ghosts, Wu Chunhua might also sneer at the treatment of Taoist talismans, but after seeing Zhao Qingshan's magic with her own eyes, she gained greater confidence in it.

Therefore, after taking the talisman from Zhao Qingshan, she bowed and said, "Thank you, Taoist priest..."

On the way down the mountain, Wu Chunhua's youngest son, who had just rushed back from the county school last night, said with disdain on his face: "Mom, I think this Taoist priest is no different from other charlatans. I can't see what you said at all. Don't let him cheat me!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" When Wu Chunhua heard his son's words, she glared at her eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "The Taoist Master is a master of Taoism, so you are not allowed to speak bad things about him!"

"What does this matter? He can't hear it." Wu Shiming, who is still in his senior year of high school, rolled his eyes and said humming: "Mom, this is a feudal superstition! I won't say anything if you spend money to buy peace of mind, but don't be addicted to it. These scammers are best at putting traps on people..."

A group of eleven people went down the mountain in this kind of argument. Zhao Qingshan on the top of the mountain smiled bitterly. He knew that being a Taoist priest is easily questioned by others these days. I hope that Wu Chunhua can burn the little rejuvenation talisman for her husband to drink. After all, a little rejuvenation talisman also consumes a lot of his magic power!

Shaking his head and sighed, Zhao Qingshan turned around and returned to the Taoist temple.

Two hours later, Wu Chunhua and others drove a pickup truck back to Puwan Village. Just as Wu Chunhua took out the Taoist talisman that Zhao Qingshan gave her and was about to burn it for her husband to drink, one hand suddenly reached out from behind and took away the Taoist talisman.

Wu Shiming complained: "Mom, are you really planning to drink this kind of thing for dad? That Taoist priest is young, and what else can he order besides pretending to be a ghost? Dao Funny has been exposed by the TV station for many times. Mom, please be more awake! OK?!";
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