Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 283: The Scolded Ancestor

Chapter 283: Chapter 283: The Scolded Ancestor

The little girl before him truly exceeded Daoist Changmin’s expectations.

Jiangli, in her pajamas, which Xia Xin had bought for her featuring cartoons, had her hair all messy, even though she looked quite pretty.

But at a glance, she just seemed like an ordinary little girl who hadn’t gotten enough sleep, nothing like an abbot of Jiaoyang Temple.

But since she had said so, it must be true.

"Fine, you say you’re the abbot of Jiaoyang Temple, then I’ll deal with you!" Daoist Changmin, having confirmed that this little girl was the abbot, felt even more relieved and grew bolder.

He drew a talisman from his pocket and showed it to Jiangli, "Did you draw this Talisman? You guys at Jiaoyang Temple are selling talismans online, charging ten thousand yuan for one! It wouldn’t be an issue if it were effective, but this talisman paper is utterly useless! It’s just a worthless talisman!"

Jiangli glanced at it and said without changing her expression, "This wasn’t drawn by me."

"This is one of my pilgrims, who bought it from your hands, and you still won’t admit it?"

Daoist Changmin’s eyes bulged, as if he had anticipated Jiangli’s response, and he huffed coldly, "I knew you wouldn’t admit it, but unfortunately for you, I have evidence!"

With that, he gestured to the crowd.

The next second, a young man, probably in his early twenties, came out from the crowd, shy and retreating, sporting a pair of large glasses and looking as if he didn’t dare lift his head, timidly making his way next to Daoist Changmin.

Daoist Changmin snorted angrily, looking toward the nearby onlookers.

Here was the old city district, densely populated.

It wasn’t yet time to go to work, and everyone was at home.

When Daoist Changmin started making a scene, many people had gathered around to watch the excitement.

"You all may not know this, but this gentleman is one of my pilgrims. He was just seeking safety, but just yesterday, he bought a peace charm sold by Jiaoyang Temple online. Not only was it useless, but it almost cost him his life. Fortunately, he found me, and that turned the danger into safety."

Daoist Changmin spoke with such passionate indignation, very dramatically, as if he was deeply involved in the act.

But in Jiangli’s eyes, it was extremely clumsy.

"If you all don’t believe me, you can ask him," Daoist Changmin said, patting the young man on the back.

The young man shivered and said faintly, "Yes... it’s true. I’ve been having all sorts of bad luck these days, constantly jinxed, even drinking cold water would get caught in my teeth. When I saw online that Jiaoyang Temple seemed very powerful, I bought a peace charm from them for ten thousand yuan! It was like robbery. I thought at the time, if it works, ten thousand yuan is ten thousand yuan, better than losing my life. But after buying the talisman paper, I realized that there was something off about it..."

His voice was shaky, yet his words were quite fluent.

It was as if he had rehearsed a script beforehand.

"What he said is true," Daoist Changmin interjected when the man finished, displaying the talisman paper to the crowd, "Look at this Talisman, everyone. The paper quality is poor, and the vermilion on it is not real vermilion but red paint, totally different from the stroke of genuine vermilion. This is not a peace charm, it’s a harmful talisman!"

Daoist Changmin spoke righteously, "This pilgrim of mine wanted to ensure his safety, but yesterday, after getting this talisman, he encountered a robber on the way and nearly lost his life. He barely escaped and came to me for help! As soon as I saw this talisman, I knew he had been deceived!"

"Nowadays, our line of work is not easy. Most people think we’re frauds, and it’s because of such people tarnishing our reputation! I came here today to expose the true face of Jiaoyang Temple and let everyone see clearly, they are the fraudsters!"