Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 872: Got Goosebumps in Broad Daylight

Chapter 872: Chapter 872: Got Goosebumps in Broad Daylight

Changqing also walked over.

"You’re Lady Wan, right? My master has been in seclusion for some time. If there’s anything, you can tell me."

Wan Jia looked towards Changqing, a bit nervously anxious.

"Master Changqing, I’m at my wit’s end which is why I came to find you..."

She swallowed, gripping the cup in her hand tight, then looked towards Jiang Li.

"Miss Jiang, I know you have significant expertise in this field. Meeting you this year is surely fate, so please, you must help me."

Jiang Li comforted her, "Don’t worry, just tell us what happened."

Wan Jia calmed herself and said, "It all started over two months ago...."

She was a makeup artist, occasionally joining production teams, usually super busy.

So, she would generally take a short vacation at the end of each year to rest and travel, to relax.

This had been going on for years without much issue.

But this year, something different happened.

After returning from a trip, she began encountering all sorts of bad luck.

First, her planning team was inexplicably disbanded, and the bonus she had just received was gone.

Then, the building she had a loan for halted its construction. She ran around filing lawsuits, spending hundreds of thousands to no avail.

That alone was bad enough.

Lately, her health started deteriorating in many ways.

As she spoke, Wan Jia took off her sunglasses, revealing dark, heavy circles under her eyes, which startled Wen Jiaojiao beside her.

She was half in the entertainment industry, even a makeup artist, usually most focused on care and maintenance.

Her face was utterly void of color, her cheeks deeply sunken, looking shockingly haggard.

"I haven’t had a good night’s sleep for a month now, tormented by nightmares every night, leaving me in poor spirits during the day, unable to eat, and I’ve lost over ten pounds...."

[Oh heavens, frankly, I was startled, this sister seems so lacking in energy.]

[Seems like just poor mental state, why come to a Daoist Temple?]

[Indeed, wouldn’t a hospital be more effective?]

Wen Jiaojiao also chimed in, "Are you too stressed? Maybe seeing a doctor would be better?"

"No." Wan Jia suddenly said agitatedly, "At first, I thought it was just stress, so I went to see a doctor. The doctor said I was experiencing anxiety and prescribed many medications, but taking them made things worse, not better, until yesterday...."

As she spoke, a haunted expression crossed Wan Jia’s face, indicating her reluctance to continue.

Jiang Li gently asked, "What happened yesterday?"

Wan Jia struggled to lift her hand and unraveled the scarf from her neck.

Everyone gasped involuntarily.

On her neck was a large red mark.

It was as if someone had gripped her tightly, terrifyingly gruesome.

Wan Jia seemed very frightened herself.

"This red mark appeared suddenly last night. I was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up, struggling for breath. My mom heard the commotion and rushed over."

Fortunately, her mother had previously practiced Taoism and knew not to wake someone trapped in a night terror hastily, so she took out a talisman she had previously obtained and stuck it on her.

The talisman actually worked. Moments later, she awoke, clinging to her mother, crying fearfully the entire night.

The next day, her mother explained the talisman’s origins, claiming she acquired it by chance during a visit to a small Daoist temple with a friend.

She then went to great lengths to find the temple’s address, arriving here first thing in the morning.

Wan Jia grasped Jiang Li’s hand with tearful eyes.

"Miss Jiang, you have to save me. Did something unclean attach itself to me during my trip?"

[No way, could it be real?!]

[I’m genuinely spooked.]

[The marking on her neck doesn’t seem like a joke...]

[Help, I was just enjoying the gossip and suddenly things took a turn!]

[Even in broad daylight, I’m getting goosebumps... I need to stand under the sun to watch the stream.]

Jiang Li exchanged a glance with Qingfeng.

Qingfeng closed his eyes briefly.

"There shouldn’t be anything unclean. I didn’t sense such things on you."

"How is that possible?" Wan Jia said somewhat agitatedly, "I’ve faced so many inexplicable events lately, and then yesterday. I’ve asked several knowledgeable people, and they all said I’ve encountered something unclean, which is why I came looking to clear it away, so how could it be not..."

Mid-sentence, she stopped, clearly with nerves on edge.

However, Jiang Li already sensed something amiss.

She extended her hand.

"Lady Wan, may I check your pulse?"

Wan Jia skeptically placed her right hand on the table.

Jiang Li closed her eyes and delicately felt her pulse, while Changqing’s eyes widened somewhat in surprise.

"Taisu Pulse Method." He said, "You even know this."

Jiang Li did not respond.

During pulse reading, the observer needs to maintain the utmost stillness of mind.

Wen Jiaojiao to the side couldn’t understand.

"Taisu Pulse? What’s that?"

Changqing did not speak, but Chang Song beside them explained in a low voice:

"The Taisu Pulse is a type of secret method in the Xuan Sect. Based on the ’Five Yang Meridians’ and ’Five Yin Meridians’, with reference to the ’Four Camp Vessels’, it can predict one’s fate and future. It is said that light and clear are yang, representing wealth; heavy and murky are yin, representing poverty. This distinguishes each person’s fate."

Chang Song smacked his tongue, "Though the Taisu Pulse Decision sounds simple, putting it into practice is extremely challenging. It requires not only a wealth of experience but also some talent, not something anyone can easily learn. Miss Jiang is truly remarkable."

Wen Jiaojiao didn’t understand what Chang Song was saying at all.

But she caught one phrase: Jiang Li is awesome.

So she smiled proudly.

As expected of a friend Wen Jiaojiao appreciated!

After a few minutes, Jiang Li released Wan Jia’s hand, her expression somewhat serious.

"Please leave now."

This was addressed to Wen Jiaojiao and the others.

Despite Wen Jiaojiao’s carefree nature, she could discern important matters.

Seeing Jiang Li suddenly so serious, she immediately dragged Chang Song out.

The people watching the live stream were puzzled.

[What’s going on, no filming allowed?]

[No way, is something really happening?]

[Truly frightened.]

[I really want to know what’s happening inside!]

Wen Jiaojiao was also very curious.

But the situation being what it was, she could only obediently wait with her phone outside.

Inside, Jiang Li looked up at Changqing.

"Have you discovered something already?"

Jiang Li nodded.

"It’s not something unclean, it’s a curse."

"She has been cursed by someone."