House Management

Chapter 620 Master Ji Xian
"Aunt Zou, even though your family has divorced, you don't need to have such an attitude."

Seeing that the middle-aged woman's voice was not friendly, Meng Xing'er stood up.

Zhang Yu could tell that this woman should be Meng Xing'er's future old lady.Of course, I am afraid there is no chance.

He could tell from the woman's face that she would be in pain of losing a child in the near future.

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged woman said angrily.

Her son was lying unconscious on the bed. In her opinion, Meng Xing'er was the culprit. Naturally, she couldn't have a good heart.

"Let me introduce to you, his name is Zhang Yu, he is the manager of Wudang Football Club, and he is proficient in mystical arts. He learned that Hang Jiaqi was seriously ill, so he came to treat him." Meng Xing'er said peacefully.

"Hello." Zhang Yu said politely.

The middle-aged woman sized Zhang Yu up and said, "You are the only one who is proficient in mystical arts and can save my son?"

Judging from her tone, it seemed that she didn't quite believe it.

Zhang Yu smiled confidently, "I don't dare to be proficient. The Taoism is vast, and I can only understand the surface. But in my opinion, it shouldn't be too difficult to cure your son's illness."

"Heh" the middle-aged woman chuckled, "That's quite easy to say."

"Auntie, it's too early for us to discuss whether it's light or not. My idea is that your son is in danger now, so why can't you let me try it?" Zhang Yu said.

"What you said makes some sense. Well, come upstairs with me." The middle-aged woman walked upstairs after she finished speaking.

Zhang Yu and Meng Xing'er followed behind and came to the third floor, the room where Meng Xing'er had been to just now.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yu saw nine monks sitting on the ground knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures. He thought to himself that this could also cure people.

When approaching the bed, the middle-aged woman glanced at Meng Xing'er and said, "Don't get close."

Meng Xing'er immediately turned around and left the room, really angry.Naturally, she also understands that the matter of Hang Jiaqi has something to do with her, and she can't be tough even if she wants to.After all, if it was just a middle-aged woman who said that, then that's all. Now even Zhang Yu said that, it really makes people have to believe it.

The middle-aged woman wanted to lead Zhang Yu forward, but the monk in the red cassock suddenly said, "Amitabha!"

"Master Ji Xian, what's the matter?" The middle-aged woman said quickly.

"The poor monk said that when I cast spells to save people, no one should come near me. Did the benefactor forget?" the great monk said.

"I just remember that he said he could cure my son, so I thought about bringing him to try." The middle-aged woman said quickly.

"Amitabha, the benefactor doesn't trust the poor monk anymore. If he gets close and destroys the aura here, causing your son to be unable to wake up, then don't blame the poor monk!" Master Ji Xian said seriously.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman was startled and did not dare to act rashly.

Zhang Yu glanced at the nine monks sitting around the bed, seemingly in order, but it was not a formation at all.If you have mana, you should be able to feel a little bit.

Therefore, Zhang Yu deliberately said: "This master, I am Zhang Yu, a layman of Wudangzhai, who is a disciple of Zhenren Jia of Baimei Palace. I haven't asked for advice yet."

He doesn't have much fame now, so he has to talk big. This is the experience he summed up after entering the city.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged woman was stunned. She didn't expect Zhang Yu to have such a background, and he was from Baimei Palace.

Meng Xing'er who was outside also heard Zhang Yu's words, and she couldn't help being surprised. She really didn't expect that Zhang Yu was from Baimei Palace.No wonder Shangguan Ning went to Wudang Taoist Temple last time.

Master Ji Xian froze, and proclaimed the Buddha's name again, "The poor monk is Ji Xian from Lingguang Temple in Xizi Lake. Donor, since you invited me to come here from Lingguang Temple, why did you invite someone from the Taoist sect? If so, the poor monk will just leave! "

He has a pretty bad temper, and when he heard Zhang Yu's name, his tone became even less friendly.

The middle-aged woman looked embarrassed and didn't know who to listen to.

And Master Ji Xian said arrogantly at this moment: "Young Taoist, you can leave quickly at this moment, don't disturb my Lingguang Temple to save people, human life is at stake, I'm afraid you can't afford it!"

As soon as Zhang Yu heard this, he secretly said in his heart, this is really serious. See what you mean, if it can't be cured by then, it will all have to come to me.

Zhang Yu followed with a laugh, and said, "Master, I wonder how many days you have been casting the spell?"

"It's been three days." Master Ji Xian said.

"How long does it take for a person to wake up?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"Seven days!" Master Ji Xian said.

Now Zhang Yu could see the young man lying on the bed, his complexion was a little dark, Zhang Yu could be sure that this Hangjiaqi was plagued by bad luck and he would not live long without using the technique of contemplating Qi.

"Master, you can do it for seven days before someone wakes up? He's unconscious, and if he doesn't recover in four days, he will starve to death." Zhang Yu said with his mouth curled.

"Ignorant junior, stop talking nonsense!" Master Ji Xian said arrogantly.

"Who is talking nonsense, it's not clear yet. But I can be sure of one thing, if I take action, he can wake up immediately, do you believe it or not?" Zhang Yu said carelessly.

"Amitabha, don't talk nonsense!" Master Jixian said angrily.

He then looked at the middle-aged woman again, and said: "Benefactor, this junior has already affected the poor monk's casting of spells. If your son makes a mistake, don't blame me."

When the middle-aged woman heard Zhang Yu say that her son would be able to wake up immediately, she was overjoyed at first, but when she heard the monk say so again, her heart tightened again.It's really hard to tell who to listen to.

In comparison, the monk is older, and there are nine more, which seems to be more reliable.But Zhang Yu said that he could wake up on the spot, which was more immediate.

"Who doesn't know how to just talk, or we will see the real chapter in our hands. I only need a talisman to wake him up on the spot. If it doesn't work, I will turn around and leave." Zhang Yu also became arrogant this time .

Seeing Zhang Yu's swearing, the middle-aged woman looked at Master Ji Xian, "Master, why don't you let him try it, just one talisman, it will be very fast."

"Ignorant junior, boasting without shame, the poor monk led eight disciples to do it, and it will take seven days to revive the person. It is absurd for a mere junior to say that he can revive the person on the spot! If the benefactor listens to him, then Please make preparations for your son's funeral. My two schools of Buddhism and Taoism have different practices. If he makes a move, it will definitely have an impact on the poor monk. At that time, it may be difficult for the poor monk to accomplish his rituals!" Great Master Ji Xian , and directly vaccinated the middle-aged woman.

"Master is really interesting. As soon as I make a move, it can affect your spellcasting for seven days. It seems that this cultivation level is really limited." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You!" Master Jixian almost died of anger at Zhang Yu's words.

Zhang Yu laughed again, then took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, bit his finger, and drew a talisman directly on it.

The middle-aged woman looked at it in a daze, not understanding what it meant.Zhang Yu's talisman paper was drawn quickly, and then he rushed to the side of the bed with a stride, and the amulet directly slapped Hang Jiaqi on the top of his head.

"What are you doing?" Master Ji Xian suddenly stood up.

The middle-aged woman was even more shocked, but what shocked her was still behind, seeing her son lying on the bed suddenly sitting up.

(End of this chapter)