The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man
Chapter 1231 - Chapter 1231 1231 has nothing to do with worldly affairs

Chapter 1231: 1231 has nothing to do with worldly affairs Chapter 1231: 1231 has nothing to do with worldly affairs Su Qingyue stroked her beard, “This Daoist never speaks falsehoods.

There were indeed several female ghosts in this residence, however, one particularly malicious ghost who had thrown herself into a well was consumed by resentment and had already devoured the other spirits.

Now only a red-dressed fierce ghost remains.”

Her words seemed to seal the lips of the crowd, and no one had anything further to say about the multiple ghosts.

Su Qingyue pointed at Old Zheng, “Elder, your eyes are dull, and your forehead is darkened.

You’ve run into a great deal of misfortune lately, haven’t you?”

Old Zheng hastily agreed, “Yes, yes, yes, Daoist, these past few days I’ve either stumbled while walking or lost money.

I went out and forgot to lock the door, and my house was even visited by thieves…” He rattled on about his string of misfortunes, sighing heavily with each event.

Su Qingyue made a quick calculation with her fingers, “Not good!”

Old Zheng was startled, “What’s not good?”

“You’ve been entangled by a misfortune ghost.

Minor misfortunes are one thing, but losing your life is a major issue!”

Old Zheng immediately knelt down, “Daoist, you must save me.”

“Such a minor misfortune ghost is nothing in my eyes,” Su Qingyue said as she pulled a folded talisman paper from her bosom and handed it to him, “Carry this with you, and the misfortune ghost will naturally stay away from you.”

“Thank you, Daoist.” Old Zheng’s face was filled with gratitude.

“Are you really that miraculous?” A middle-aged man among the onlookers eyed Su Qingyue with skepticism.

“Come here.” Su Qingyue waved her peach wood sword.

The middle-aged man dodged, “What for?”

“I’m not going to eat you.

Just let me read your palm.”

“Will it cost money?”

“That’s a…” Su Qingyue was about to answer when the middle-aged man interrupted, “You just want to swindle my money, don’t you?”

“I, Wutian Daoist, am an expert of profound virtue who regards money as dirt!” Su Qingyue stood with her hands behind her back, her pride soaring high, “Anyone who charges is surely an impostor.

I, Wutian, never take money; accepting it would be an insult to me!”

“The Daoist does seem like an expert…” Upon hearing ‘her’ say there’s no charge, someone immediately praised, “A person willing to accept ghosts without payment, if not for having some skill, why would they deal with such a haunted house…”

“Indeed.

There are many old charlatans nowadays, all without any real abilities, swindling money…”

“The Daoist appears to have quite an immortal aura…”

Su Qingyue nodded, “That’s right, this Daoist has cultivated in a secluded valley.”

Old Zheng asked, “Daoist, how did you manage to cultivate on your behind?

Your behind looks no different from ordinary people…”

Su Qingyue cleared her throat, “Elder, what I’m talking about isn’t the human behind…”

“Then are you talking about a dog’s behind?

A duck’s behind?”

“Neither.” Su Qingyue was at a loss whether to laugh or cry speaking to someone so illiterate, “By secluded valley, I mean living without the need for food.”

“Oh.” Old Zheng indicated that he understood.

Just then, Su Qingyue’s belly embarrassingly grumbled.

She had forgotten she hadn’t eaten dinner yet before beginning the ‘ritual’.

Damn it, if she had known, she’d have filled her stomach before playing at being a ghostbuster.

The middle-aged man looked suspicious, “Daoist, I thought you didn’t need to eat?”

“Uh…” Before she could come up with an excuse, Xiao Yuchuan, standing beside her, instantly stepped in to take the blame, “The Daoist might not need to eat, but I do.

The noise that just came from the Temple of the Stomach was from my belly.

How can a profoundly cultivated expert like the Daoist be hungry?”

“Indeed.” Su Qingyue said unabashedly, “With my profound Taoist practice, I have never indulged in the food of mortals.

If you don’t believe me, even if you offered me money, I wouldn’t take it, food either, I wouldn’t taste it.”

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