I take a little action, that's the limit

"What the hell? Brother Xiaoma, you actually want three?" I asked in surprise.

"Three your sister, I want seven." Xiao Ma yelled at me.

"No, I'll give you two at most, otherwise I won't return the to you." I threatened.

"Yuan Luo, you bastard, how can you get money from her without my help?" Xiao Ma said angrily.

"Tch, you underestimate me too much. You can just pretend to be a ghost. It's not like I don't know about them. Do you really think you can't do this if I leave?" I curled my lips.

Having said that, I never thought of deceiving Deng Ke. That woman is pitiful enough. If I can't help her, not only will I not ask for a penny from her, but I will also pay back yesterday's yuan. Give it to her, this is the principle of my life.

"Huh... I want %, no less." Brother Ma took a deep breath and told me.

"Then I'll just do it." I knew this was Brother Ma's bottom line, so I agreed.

"Take that woman to your house tonight. Okay, I have other things to do, so I'll hang up first." After Xiao Ma finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for me to ask for details.

I turned around and walked to the Gua stall and wrote a note to Deng Ke: "Female donor, I have arranged everything. Come to my house tonight at Haishi. This is my address and phone number. Remember, you are not allowed to wear red clothes." ."

Deng Ke took the note, said thank you to me with a smile, jumped into the car like a happy deer and left.

Through my observation, I saw that Deng Ke's happiness was not fake, which showed that she had true feelings for Luo Feng.

After dealing with Deng Ke's matter, the morning was spent in boredom.

At noon, I found a small restaurant to have some food, and then I took my gear and returned to the place where the stall was set up.

Although I keep saying that I won't repay Brother Xiao Ma, I really can't do that kind of thing. When I borrowed several hundred yuan from Shen Heng when I was in school, I would save money and pay it back quickly, let alone hundreds of thousands.

I admire those who easily borrow millions to buy a house or a car. If it were me, I would have collapsed a long time ago.

It was around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still very bright above my head. I was dozing off while leaning against the tree on the roadside, when a soft call woke me up.

"Little master, wake up."

"Auntie, what's the matter with you?" I rubbed my eyes and saw an old lady in simple clothes standing in front of me. She seemed to be in her sixties, looking at me with a sad face.

"Little master, do you know how to restrain souls?" The old lady asked me straight to the point with an anxious look on her face.

"Auntie, what kind of difficulty have you encountered? Tell me. I have to listen before I can judge whether I can help you."

"Hey, I don't know what's going on with my eldest grandson, Xiaobao. He's been suffering from a high fever for the past few days. It's hard to go to the hospital. I heard people say that this is called losing one's soul. The soul must be brought back. But it's not like this. There are no goddesses in the countryside."

"Oh, where is your home?" I asked.

"Well, it's in the community opposite. If you have time, young master, please come back with me and have a look." The old lady eagerly waited for my answer.

"Okay, please wait for me a moment while I pack my things." I put everything on the Gua stall into my schoolbag and followed the old lady to her house.

On the way, she told me about Xiaobao in detail. There were just a few words back and forth, but no nutritious information could be heard.

Her house is really close to where I set up a stall, and it takes less than five minutes to walk there.

Her home is a large three-bedroom house with clear north-south views. The decoration is simple yet grand, and everything is polished and polished. I couldn't help but sigh, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure!

In a bedroom facing south, a seven or eight-year-old boy was lying on the bed, with a towel folded on his forehead.

I opened his eyelids and looked at him. His eyes were always rolling upwards, unconscious. I probed his forehead again. It was very hot, at least thirty-nine degrees.

I quickly took out the evil-exorcism charm I had prepared and put it on Xiaobao's forehead, and recited the spell that Brother Xiaoma taught me.

After reciting the spell, Xiaobao still didn't react at all.

I felt cold, it seemed that the soul of this doll was indeed lost.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, especially in rural areas. Generally, the soul of a child will run out of the body when frightened. Because the child is too young, the soul can easily get lost, so this phenomenon occurs.

At this time, as long as he uses the appropriate method to get his soul back, it will be fine. Of course, the method used is not called "soul arresting". Soul arresting is a method used by Yinshi to handle cases, and the method used by warlocks is called "soul summoning".

"Auntie, can you still find the clothes the child was wearing on the day he lost his soul?" I asked the old lady.

"I'll go look for it." The old lady said as she opened the cabinet and started rummaging around.

I thought for a while and added: "Close-fitting clothes are best."

"Okay, I know." The old lady responded without turning her head.

"Mom, I'm back." When the old lady was rummaging through the boxes, a man's voice came to my ears. A few seconds later, a man and a woman walked into the bedroom. The man looked at me and asked in confusion: " Mom, who is this?"

"He is the little master I invited to treat Xiaobao." The old lady explained with a smile.

"Mom——" the man shouted in a long voice: "Are you old and confused?"

"What are you talking about?" The old lady was a little unhappy.

"What age are we in now? Do you still believe this?" The man obviously saw my satchel with the Qiankun Bagua painted on it, and said to the old lady: "Xiaobao just has an ordinary fever. Didn't the doctor also say that physical cooling is needed? It’ll be fine in two days.”

"Da Guo, look at how many days have passed. Xiaobao's fever has not gone away. This is obviously not an illness. I have lived to such an old age, can't I still see this? If this continues, my eldest grandson will Just..." As she said that, the old lady shed tears.

"Mom, don't be angry. I also know that you are doing it for Xiaobao's best, but..." The man glanced at me imperceptibly, with deep contempt in his eyes, which seemed to mean: You can't find someone like this. Young, right?

"I don't care, if anything happens to my eldest grandson, I will fight with your life!" the old lady said to her son.

"Mom, I know a highly respected Taoist priest, otherwise I would invite him over to show Xiaobao. Do you think this is okay?"

"But..." The old lady raised her head with tears in her eyes and looked at me apologetically.

I smiled: "Auntie, I have something else to do so I'll take my leave first. I wish your grandson a speedy recovery."

After saying that, I strode out of her house.