Elixir Supplier Chapter 325 - Burn Some Spiritual Money to Communicate with the Dead

Chapter 325: Burn Some Spiritual Money to Communicate with the Dead

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Thank you.”

“Why are you being so polite?” Li Maoshuang replied.

“Why don’t we have dinner together tonight? It’s my treat!”

“Sure.”

The place they dined in town was rather busy. They hung out together and chatted.

“Are you still always on the hill?”

“This is the kind of life that I like.” w.a.n.g Yao smiled and took a sip of his drink.

“Sigh. If I were him, I think I’d fall ill.” Wei Hai smiled and took a sip of wine.

Ever since his illness was cured, he started to drink again. Of course, he had self control. He would not drink on normal days. He would only drink some when he had gatherings with family and friends. Furthermore, he was a lot more productive. He would have a reunion with his family, take his children around for a stroll, and go to his company occasionally.

“You’re just not used to it. It’ll be fine when you’re used to it.”

Ring, ring. Tian Yuantu’s mobile phone rang.

“Sorry. I’ll take this call outside.” Tian Yuantu smiled as he left.

He came back within 10 minutes. He was still smiling. w.a.n.g Yao, who was attentive, could tell that Tian Yuantu was worried.

Everyone went their separate ways after dinner.

“Brother Tian.” w.a.n.g Yao stopped Tian Yuantu.

“What’s the matter?”

“If you need a hand, don’t hesitate to ask me for help,” w.a.n.g Yao said.

“Huh?” Tian Yuantu was startled. “Alright.”

He did have to worry. The phone call just now gave him a little headache. His company in Jing was being investigated.

“Drive safe.” Tian Yuantu smiled while patting w.a.n.g Yao’s shoulder. He then got into his car and left.

After getting into the car, Tian Yuantu said in a low voice, “He can indeed help me out on this matter.”

In fact, w.a.n.g Yao was able to help him with the trouble he was facing in Jing because he knew very well about the Guo family. They were the richest and most powerful family. The Guo family could solve the problems he faced with a phone call. However, he had not said that to w.a.n.g Yao. He wanted to use his own connections first. If all else failed, he would then trouble w.a.n.g Yao.

w.a.n.g Yao drove home. When he arrived where the road was being repaired, he discovered that someone was actually burning spiritual money.

What’s going on?

w.a.n.g Yao stopped the car to take a look.

Could it be that something has happened?

It was only 9 p.m. when he arrived home. After parking the car, he went into the room and gave his parents a ma.s.sage. He casually talked about what he had encountered on the road.

“Something happened in the afternoon. Someone died while the road was being repaired.”

“What? It’s just a small road and someone actually died?” w.a.n.g Yao was shocked. “An accident?”

They just had to repair the road. They did not have to demolish it using any explosives and special tools. How could there be an accident?

“A man was grazed by the excavator. He was sent to the hospital, but he could not be saved.”

“Grazed?”

“Yes. He was. .h.i.t in the head.”

No wonder!

Engineers were the most superst.i.tious. It was extremely unlucky that an accident occurred and someone had died on the first day of the construction, hence the scene that night. They burned some spiritual money to let the soul of the deceased, who was probably at the accident scene, be reincarnated sooner in the netherworld to prevent any trouble.

What a coincidence! Could he have saved the deceased if he was there? w.a.n.g Yao thought.

“Father, Mother, I’ll go up the hill.”

“Okay, be careful. Bring a torch.”

“It’s okay. I can go up the hill even with my eyes closed,” w.a.n.g Yao replied.

It was still cool outside at night. Even though it was almost 10 p.m., there were many people still enjoying the cool outside on the village streets.

“Yao, are you going up the hill again?”

“Yes, Uncle.” w.a.n.g Yao responded politely when he ran into elders who asked him questions.

Many villagers had a good impression of this polite young man. Regardless of what he was doing on the hill, his manners and conduct were excellent.

People who had gone to school were just different! That was the opinion of the villagers.

After arriving at the hill, he started to prepare the medicinal herbs. He was going to decoct the Blood Deblocking powder the next day.

The mountain wind was whistling somewhat abnormally, but it was still gentle like the spring breeze in the battle array.

Early in the morning the next day, the person in charge who contracted the road-widening project personally came to where the accident occurred. He invited a special person to fiddle with some things. There were offerings, spiritual money, and salutes.

There were many onlookers by the roadside. This was the interest of the Chinese people.

“What’s going on?”

“Didn’t you hear of it? Someone died here yesterday due to the road repair work!”

“Someone died?”

“Yes. That’s why there’s a wors.h.i.+p here.”

It was time. Incense and spiritual money were burned. Firecrackers were lit. It was even more bustling than when the repairing work of the road had started.

…

The firewood was crackling and spluttering and burning slowly..

w.a.n.g Yao looked at the herbal medicine in the multifunctional pot for herbs quietly.

Ephedra, angelica, Chinese Peony… Polygonum vine and Ziyu.

All the herbs were added one by one. The aroma of the medicine permeated the cottage.

One had to be calm and patient when decocting medicine.

In addition to having excellent pharmaceutical skills, a good medicine worthy of the valuable medicinal herbs could only be decocted when there was a right time, place, and person.

It was successful.

Looking at the change of color of the herbal medicine, w.a.n.g Yao quickly took the pot away from the flame. After the temperature of the herbal medicine had dropped, he poured the herbal medicine into two white porcelain bottles.

They could come and collect the medicine anytime. Special patients should consume special medicine.

…

In the Su family’s house in Jing.

“How do you feel, Xiaoxue?”

Every day, Song Ruiping spent most of her time accompanying and talking to her daughter. Or, she would do nothing and just accompany her by sitting in front of the window.

“I’m much better, Mother. Rest for a bit.” Su Xiaoxue was recovering. Her voice had also changed. It became clearer.

“I’m not tired. Why don’t I help you get up?”

With the recovery of her body, Su Xiaoxue was able to sit up, although it was just for a while.

She still felt that there was a burning sensation in her body from time to time, but it was in the deeper parts of her body. She could tolerate the feeling. It was completely different from the previous feeling that made her feel as if she was being grilled upon a flame.

I really need to thank Dr. w.a.n.g Yao properly.

She wanted to see the doctor again badly and thank him face-to-face. However, he had not come for a long time. It had been 87 days, almost three months.

Would he come again?

“What are you thinking about?” Song Ruiping asked gently.

“I’m thinking about how to express my grat.i.tude to Dr. w.a.n.g.”

Song Ruiping laughed. “He said that he’ll come again as soon as possible.”

“Okay,” Su Xiaoxue responded.

Although she was born into a wealthy family, she did not have the temperament of a spoiled girls at all. She was the typical girl from an eminent family.

“Madam.” Just as the mother and daughter were talking, someone knocked on the door and came into the room.

“What’s the matter?”

“Guo Zhenghe of the Guo family is in the living room. He said he’s here to see Miss.”

“Okay. Invite him in.” Song Ruiping’s eyebrows raised a little.

After a while, Guo Zhenghe entered the room with a bright smile.

“h.e.l.lo, Aunty. Xiaoxue, how are you feeling?”

“I’m a lot better. Thank you.”

“It’s really great that you’re able to sit up!” Guo Zhenghe said delightedly.

Judging from his expression, it was as if the girl sitting on the bed was a relative he was very close to.

“Don’t stand. Take a seat and talk.”

“Okay.”

“Drink some tea.” Someone served some tea.

“Thank you. Aunty, did Dr. w.a.n.g not say when he’s going to come again?”

“He only said that he’ll come as soon as possible,” Song Ruiping replied.

“Actually, a person like him with extraordinary pharmaceutical technology should be in Jing. The world here is more vast,” Guo Zhenghe said.

“Jing and the mountain village each has their own good. Different people have different aspirations. It can’t be forced,” Song Ruiping answered. She hoped that w.a.n.g Yao could stay in Jing as well, so that her daughter’s illness could be cured.

However, w.a.n.g Yao had his own thoughts. He did not value things like power and money that much.

“Oh right. I’m here for another matter. Dai Lao of Chuanzhong will return to Jing after three days. Aunty, do you think it’s necessary to ask him to come over to take a look at Xiaoxue’s illness?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“Dai Chaozong, Dai Lao?”

“Yes, it’s him.”

“That’s hard to come by. He doesn’t leave Chuanzhong easily. Zhenghe, please tell him to come over to take a look at Xiaoxue’s illness if he has the time.”