Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 873: The Sooner, The Better

Chapter 873: Chapter 873: The Sooner, The Better

"Under a curse?!" Wan Jia stood up excitedly.

It was obvious she had heard about such things before, and her face turned pale in an instant.

"I was wondering why everything felt so off lately, turns out I’ve been cursed!" Wan Jia quickly grabbed Jiang Li’s hand, "You’re so capable, you must be able to save me, right? As long as you can save me, I’ll pay whatever it takes."

Jiang Li reassured her, "Don’t worry, this curse shouldn’t immediately threaten your life."

Saying this, she looked at Changqing, "You should understand curses better, right? Wasn’t it you who provided the method last time?"

Changqing nodded.

Then he looked at Wan Jia.

"Sit tight, I need to know what kind of curse you have first."

Wan Jia quickly and obediently sat down to the side.

Changqing had her close her eyes, took out a blank piece of talisman paper, and placed it on her forehead.

Afterwards, he cut his own finger, letting the blood soak into the talisman paper as much as possible, while muttering incantations.

A moment later, Wan Jia’s body uncontrollably trembled.

She seemed to be in pain, unable to suppress a muffled groan.

"Be strong, I know it’s hard for you right now, but you have to hold on."

Changqing’s admonition lingered in her ears, and Wan Jia nodded, enduring it.

A few minutes later, Changqing removed the talisman paper, and a dark red pattern gradually appeared on Wan Jia’s forehead.

The two of them exchanged a glance upon seeing the pattern.

"This is......"

...

Wen Jiaojiao and Chang Song waited outside for nearly an hour before the door to the private room finally opened.

Seeing the people inside come out, Wen Jiaojiao hurriedly approached.

"How was it, how was it?"

The livestream audience was also very concerned.

[Was the curse lifted?]

[Is it really a curse? Oh my, that’s too scary.]

[Help, my materialistic warrior self is really starting to question life.]

Jiang Li didn’t speak, and looked at Changqing.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Changqing’s eyes, as if he had anticipated this.

So he stepped forward to appear on camera.

"Miss Jiang just made a mistake, Lady Wan wasn’t cursed. It’s just that her mental state has been too tense recently, leading to a wrong pulse diagnosis. I just performed a ritual for her and found nothing amiss."

[? Really? So it’s all fine now?]

[Scared me to death, I really thought something serious happened.]

Instead of feeling disappointed, the people in the livestream felt mostly relieved.

Thankfully, Wan Jia was fine.

Otherwise, they would really start questioning the world.

Wan Jia also came out, her mental state a bit better than when she arrived.

She thanked Jiang Li and Changqing, expressing that she would stay at the Shuiyun Temple for a while to adjust her mood.

Only then did Jiang Li take Wen Jiaojiao’s phone.

Unfortunately, the giveaway link she just sent had already expired.

But Jiang Li felt it was all fate.

"In that case, today’s livestream ends here," she said, "The Lady Wan we just met might have been our third lucky audience member for today."

[Ah, it’s over already?]

[Wuwuwu, I haven’t had enough drama yet, Lili, can’t you stream every day!]

[Damn, I just came in an hour ago, and I’ve only been listening to Princess Wen gossip about the Daoist for this hour.]

[Followed, remember to notify me before the next stream.]

Despite being reluctant, the fans politely said goodbye to Jiang Li.

After closing the livestream, Jiang Li smiled and looked at Wen Jiaojiao.

"Since we’re here, let’s go find Mr. He for lunch."

Lunch was lovingly prepared by the people of Shuiyun Temple.

Luckily, unlike Buddhist customs, Taoists don’t have to avoid meat, the dishes were fresh and delicious, and Wen Jiaojiao was very happy.

"Mr. He, no wonder you’re in such good shape lately. If I could eat healthily here every day, burning incense and not worrying about trivial matters, I might feel eighteen again."

He Yun smiled warmly.

"You can come often if you’re free, this place is indeed great."

"What made you decide to come here initially?" Wen Jiaojiao asked while chewing a fresh meatball, "It’s so remote; I’ve been here once and couldn’t remember where it was."

He Yun reminisced, "It was a coincidence at that time."

He had just dealt with his personal issues, was in a period of life confusion, not knowing what to do.

By sheer chance, when he was daydreaming on the street and almost got hit by a car, Master Shuiyun, who was on his way down from the mountain for business, pulled him aside, shielding him from an unnecessary calamity.

The master instantly saw through his predicament and gave him a fortune slip.

Told him that if he really didn’t know what to do, he could go to the address on the slip.

The next day, he came to Shuiyun Mountain and instantly fell in love with the place.

Wen Jiaojiao was amazed after hearing this.

She used to be a staunch materialistic warrior and firmly believed that whatever she wanted, she could get.

But now she increasingly felt the subtlety of fate and destiny.

Like her encounter and acquaintance with Jiang Li.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiaojiao pouted, held Jiang Li’s arm, and rested her head on it, speaking in a teasing voice:

"Lili, you’re the best. I’m so glad I met you; otherwise, I wouldn’t know what I’d be like now."

Jiang Li: "...."

No need for that.

After lunch, they strolled into the garden.

Jiang Li tossed the suitcase to Ji Yanbai.

"Make sure to get Jiaojiao home safely, I’m counting on you."

"Okay."

Wen Jiaojiao was momentarily stunned, "Aren’t you coming back with me?"

Jiang Li shook her head, "I have some matters to discuss with Changqing, you go ahead."

"Alright."

Though a bit reluctant, Wen Jiaojiao obediently left with Ji Yanbai.

Two minutes later, Wen Jiaojiao ran back, holding up her phone.

"Little Daoist Changqing, let’s add each other on WeChat, we can keep in touch when we get back~"

Changqing: "....."

"Sorry, Ms. Wen, my phone can only make calls, can’t go online."

Jiang Li gave him a cold glance.

Heh.

This guy doesn’t even bother to cover up his lies.

Didn’t he seem to enjoy lurking in her livestream before?

How come there’s no internet now?

Finally getting Wen Jiaojiao to leave, Jiang Li looked at Changqing.

"No time to lose, let’s go now."

Changqing nodded, "Okay, I’ll take you there."

The two of them quickly packed up and headed towards the south side of Shuiyun Mountain.

There lay a small village, surrounded by mountains, somewhat isolated from the world.

Jiang Li and Changqing arrived just as evening was approaching.

Many free-roaming dogs lingered at the village entrance, but they seemed to recognize Changqing and only watched without barking.

Changqing skillfully turned into a small path, speaking as he walked——