Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…? -
Chapter 568: The Food in the Ancestor’s Hands Doesn’t Taste Good Anymore
Chapter 568: Chapter 568: The Food in the Ancestor’s Hands Doesn’t Taste Good Anymore
The little girl burst into laughter at once.
That laughter, in the darkness of the night, sounded like the wailing of ghosts, making the surrounding leaves rustle along.
Chu’s father’s heart trembled, but inexplicably, he was no longer that scared.
He lifted his trembling hands and took out the prepared shovel and magnet.
He began to clear the things on the grave.
After much difficulty, he opened the grave and saw a skeleton.
Initially, because he wanted to suppress, he hadn’t even prepared a coffin for his third sister.
Chu’s father paused for a second, fighting the discomfort as he looked at the skeleton.
There were three iron nails stuck in the skeleton, each as thick as an adult’s thumb, used for suppression.
When Chu’s father set out to pull out the iron nails, his whole body was shaking, but it was not just from fear; it was more due to fear of himself.
He did not know how he had gone mad back then, how he could have done such a thing...
How he could have done something so cruel?
But now it was too late to say anything.
The little girl seemed to have no idea how she had died. Seeing Chu’s father’s actions, she even came closer, like a little girl acting coy with her father.
Chu’s father sobbed, and under the little girl’s closeness, he pulled out the three iron nails one by one and then used the magnet to clear the iron filings near the gravesite.
...
By the time everything was taken care of, it was already dawn.
Chu’s father lay on the gravesite like a dying eel, covered in mud and panting lightly.
The slight rise and fall of his chest proved he was still alive at that moment.
His entire body was drenched in sweat and mud, his fingertips were bleeding, his lips were cracked, and his face was filthy.
The little girl was no longer by his side.
Chu’s father did not understand what had happened, but it seemed that after he picked all the bones out and placed them on the red cloth, the little girl disappeared.
Looking up at the dawn light, Chu’s father forced himself to sit up, looked at the skeleton on the red cloth, and tears immediately carved two trails on his muddy face.
He raised his hand to wipe his face and, not caring that it was getting dirtier, took out the Soul-Calming Talisman that Jiangli had given him, placed it on the skeleton, and then carefully wrapped it with the red cloth.
He held the red cloth as he stood up and staggered down the mountain.
...
On a weekday morning, everyone was busy.
Last night, Jiangli and Xia Xin had drawn five lots, without any special fortune-telling requests—mostly just for wealth, marriage, and health.
After doing their readings, Jiangli went back to her room to rest early.
So did Xia Xin.
There were more things to do today, so Xia Xin got up early in the morning.
As Jiangli just came out of her room, she saw Xia Xin approaching.
"Ancestor, there might be pilgrims coming this morning. Could you entertain them? I have to go to the tax office," Xia Xin said as he approached.
It was Friday, and if he didn’t report the taxes today, it would have to wait until next week.
And who knows what might come up next week.
This was important business, and Jiangli would not refuse, "You go ahead, and I’ll take care of the pilgrims."
Xia Xin responded with an agreement, considerately adding, "I’ve already bought breakfast, it’s in the side hall. Ancestor, you should eat before you get busy. I’ll head over there early and come back soon."
Jiangli waved him off, "Go on, go on."
Xia Xin looked at Jiangli with some concern, worried that Jiangli might run into any trouble. He left with a heavy heart.
As soon as he left, Jiangli went to the side hall.
Arriving at the table and sitting down, Jiangli picked up the breakfast Xia Xin had bought, took out her phone, and logged into the forum.
To her surprise, as soon as she got on the forum, Jiangli saw many messages. A lot of people from F City were planning to come in groups to offer incense and seek divinations.
Somehow the word had spread that Jiangli loved gourmet food, and many were discussing in the forum threads what delicacies to bring.
All kinds of food were mentioned.
Seeing this made Jiangli’s mouth water, the breakfast in her hand instantly lost its appeal.
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