City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 231 - 231 232 Conducting the Ritual

231: Chapter 232: Conducting the Ritual 231: Chapter 232: Conducting the Ritual Zhang Wei had woken up, watching the drizzle outside the window.

Although some time had passed since he took the medicine, he still felt very miserable.

He couldn’t understand why he had suddenly contracted various illnesses for no apparent reason.

Zhang Wei seemed to know that all of this started from the time he taught Ye Qiu a lesson in the boys’ bathroom.

Could this be retribution?

Zhang Wei didn’t believe in those things, but he felt that it could only be related to Ye Qiu.

Otherwise, why would he get sick out of nowhere?

Moreover, when Ye Qiu treated him, he had charged his parents one million yuan.

“Xiao Wei, you’re awake?

Feeling any better?”

Liu Ying asked with a hint of heartache in her voice.

“Mom, I still feel terrible.”

Zhang Wei still experienced symptoms like chest tightness and palpitations.

His face was cyanotic, his limbs were cold, and he looked very different from a healthy person.

Liu Ying held Zhang Wei’s hand and said, “Today, mom went to pray for you and even had your fortune told, which was incredibly accurate.”

Zhang Wei didn’t really believe in those things, but his mother was doing it for his sake.

By the time Zhang Wei fell asleep, it was already past eight in the evening.

Because tonight’s ritual was to start at midnight, he wondered if Zhang Dongliang had managed to convince the property management and the neighbors next door.

In fact, those property managers were easy to deal with—a little money could smooth things over.

He only feared that the neighbors would find it ominous, performing a ritual in the middle of the night could scare someone to death.

Around nine in the evening, Zhang Dongliang called Liu Ying, saying, “Xiao Ying, I’ve taken care of the property management and the neighbors.”

“Then I will stay with Xiao Wei a bit longer and come back at eleven.”

The master had advised Zhang Wei to stay away from people with ill intentions and to leave the hospital, which was a place filled with bad energy, and to recuperate at home.

However, Zhang Wei’s illness was still severe, and the attending physician naturally did not agree to discharge him.

Now Zhang Wei could only continue to receive treatment in the hospital until his condition improved, after which he would be processed for discharge.

Past eleven at night, Liu Ying had a female nurse take care of Zhang Wei as she left the hospital and headed back to her residential community.

On her way back, her friend Xiaofeng called and asked, “Ying Jie, how’s the ritual coming along?”

“It starts at midnight tonight!”

Liu Ying replied.

“Did you prepare the red envelope?”

Xiaofeng asked from the other end.

“I’ve got it ready, ninety-nine thousand yuan, to ward off bad luck with money spent.”

Upon hearing that Liu Ying had prepared quite a sum for the red envelopes, Xiaofeng felt reassured and said, “Then I’m going to bed first; I dare not come over to your place for the time being.”

After hanging up with Liu Ying, Xiaofeng called the fortune teller to inform him about the red envelope, how the money would be split, and Liu Ying’s exact address, down to the building number, floor, and apartment.

Of course, the fortune teller was an outsider, and he definitely needed the approval of property security to get into the community.

Zhang Dongliang had already worked things out with the property security and the managers.

Now, the fortune teller and his disciple drove over in a BMW.

The disciple, driving the car to the gate, stuck his head out to talk to the guard and said, “We’re going to Zhang Dongliang’s place.”

The security had already been informed.

However, the two security guards hadn’t expected that the duo performing the ritual would arrive in a luxury car.

It seemed they really made a good profit, which left the security guards enviously wishing they could do the same.

Guided by a security guard, the fortune teller’s apprentice parked the BMW in an empty parking space, then he and his master alighted from the vehicle.

Both were now dressed in the Taoist robes for performing rituals, which still inspired fear and trepidation in those who saw them.

They took a toolbox for performing the ritual from the trunk of the car, which contained all the tools they needed for the procedure.

The two security guards thought that Zhang Dongliang and Liu Ying had already informed these ritual-performing Taoists about the location, but they didn’t know that it wasn’t the two who had told them.

Instead, it was Xiaofeng who had informed them.

Zhang Dongliang and Liu Ying were sitting in the living room at home.

This suite was over 180 square meters—quite large—and had been inhabited by three people until now.

With Zhang Wei in the hospital, only the two of them remained.

In the past, they felt the size of the apartment was adequate and comfortable to live in, but now, hearing that there could be something unclean in it, they both felt a chill down their spines.

The couple was waiting for the fortune teller to arrive, worried about what they would do if he couldn’t find the place.

While the two were mulling over this, they suddenly heard the doorbell ring, startling them both.

Zhang Dongliang walked to the door and, looking through the peephole, saw two Taoists in robes standing outside.

He immediately opened the door.

Seeing one of the men standing at the door—a middle-aged man—was the same fortune teller they had encountered outside Jiming Temple with Xiaofeng earlier.

Liu Ying was even more surprised and asked, “I didn’t think the master was so skilled to have been able to find my place.”

“Of course, I asked the ‘Emperor.’

The fortune teller said.

After the fortune teller and his disciple had entered and inspected everything, from the master bedroom, the guest room, the kitchen, the bathroom, and so on, they finally pointed at Zhang Wei’s room and said, “This is the room with the coldest, most sinister energy—it must be where your son stays.”

“Master, how did you know?”

Liu Ying asked.

Actually, the decor of the room where Zhang Wei stayed was different from that of Zhang Dongliang and his wife’s room.

It was obvious to anyone with a keen eye, but for the fortune teller to identify it without the room being open seemed to the couple that the fortune teller really had some ability.

“Now that it’s nearing midnight, my apprentice and I are ready to start the exorcism ritual.

You just have to watch from the side.

Remember, no matter what happens, do not disturb us.”

The fortune teller said.

“Master, we understand,”

Zhang Dongliang said, and then handed the fortune teller a red envelope with a bank card and its PIN inside.

Inside was ninety-nine thousand he had pre-stored.

Ninety-nine thousand would be a hefty sum if exchanged for cash and nowadays, these Taoists performing rituals could make quite a bit by having money transferred directly to their bank cards.

“Very well, we will start the ritual to dispel the calamity for your son.”

After receiving the money, the expressions of the master and apprentice changed.

They began to take out all the tools they would use from their toolbox.

They had sulfur, cinnabar, yellow talismans, incense candles, the Magic Sword, altar cloth, an incense burner, willow leaves, a compass, Copper Coins, the Three Pure Ones bells, and the Emperor’s commands.

Since the fortune teller had taken so much money from Zhang Dongliang and his wife, he had to make the ritual look very authentic.

Only then would the couple feel that the money they spent was worth it.