Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 512: Saving a Life My Ass

Chapter 512: Chapter 512: Saving a Life My Ass

Chu Father valued sons over daughters, and Chu Xi was indeed promising, taking them away from the mountain village to live in the city.

Chu Father had always been quite fond of Chu Xi, regarding him as his entire pride.

He naturally hoped that Chu Xi’s life would get better and better.

Chu Father slumped back into his chair, bowed his head, and covered his face with his hands, as if he was doing some psychological strengthening.

After a while, he looked up, his eyes filled with hope, and said, "If I tell you, can you help me solve this matter and allow our old Chu Family to continue its lineage?"

Jiangli let out a sneer, "Now you still have the chance to negotiate terms with me, to ensure your safety?"

Chu Father’s face sagged, like a slackened drum skin or like drooping flesh that was about to drip down.

A few seconds later, he gave in, "I... That master told me, when it’s time to bury my child, to drive three iron nails into the grave, sprinkle some Fire Dragon Skin... This way, the child won’t come to haunt us."

"Fire Dragon Skin?" Chu Xi didn’t understand.

Xia Xin snapped back to reality, "Fire Dragon Skin, it must refer to Iron Sand, also known as Iron Filings. Iron Sand and Iron Filings, these kinds of things are not supposed to enter the coffin or be scattered on the grave. I’ve heard my master say that they are used for Soul Sealing and shredding the soul, causing the person beneath the tomb to be torn apart soul from spirit."

These days, not many people consult face readers, but those with a bit of money like to have someone look at the feng shui of their Yin House.

There’s a saying in the business, "Yang Mansion dictates one’s life, Yin House determines one’s fate through three generations."

When the old Taoist was still around, he would occasionally take jobs to check the feng shui for other people’s Yin Houses. Xia Xin would also lend a hand when he was resting and thus got to know a bit about it.

This included the elm tree that Chu Mother mentioned earlier. Elm trees have a soul-calming effect, and the master also instructed the Chu Family to perform a killing with a grindstone under the strongest midday sun. The heavy weight of the grindstone is also a form of literal suppression.

It is apparent that the master who was helping the Chu Family also knew that this matter was sinister, fearing leftover disasters, he wished to suppress and cause the spirit of the Chu Family’s third daughter to disperse soul from spirit, lest it cause trouble for himself.

However...

Xia Xin had a new doubt, "But the iron nails and Fire Dragon Skin, they can also harm the feng shui of the Yang Mansion, aren’t you afraid it will affect yourselves?"

Jiangli confidently replied, "Her grave was chosen separately."

Chu Father muttered, "Right... The master chose another place for us, saying it could trap the spirit..."

Xia Xin: "..."

Okay then.

That’s really ’thoughtful’ of them.

Jiangli looked at Chu Father mockingly, "This method is very malevolent, it might work for a short time, but after a long time when the Formation fails or backfires, your family will suffer the consequences. What’s happening now is your family’s retribution."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xi was momentarily stunned before he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Yiran also felt that all of this was the Chu Family’s just deserts.

"Then, isn’t there any way to break this curse? I’ve told you everything, shouldn’t you be helping us?" As soon as Chu Father heard that their family would be affected, he immediately became nervous, "Please, help us, no matter how much it costs. As long as we can afford it, just name your price..."

"This matter, it’s the cycle of karmic justice, it’s your retribution. I cannot intervene," Jiangli said indifferently.

Chu Father glared, slammed his hand on the table, and stood up abruptly, "You made me confess everything, and now you say you won’t help?"

Jiangli slightly raised an eyebrow, "I never said that if you confessed, I would have to help you."

Chu Father: "..."

"How can you be like this, you girl?" Chu Father burst out in rage, "Aren’t people in your profession supposed to catch ghosts and banish evil, to help others? Isn’t saving one life better than building a seventh level pagoda? Our lives are at stake too!"