Reborn as the Savior of a Short-lived Father and Son

The fortune-teller looked calm and composed, with a hint of impatience on his face. He waved his hands at the mother and child, "I told you last time I saw you that your child had something unclean on him, but you didn't believe me and accused me of talking nonsense. Now that thing has already identified your child, let alone me, even if my master came, it would be useless."

Gu Qinghe knew that the old man was most likely lying, but he did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he first looked at the child in the mother's arms.

His eye sockets were sunken and dark, and he was so thin at such a young age that he was just a bag of bones. He really looked like he was seriously ill.

She had just thought about what disease the child's symptoms might be causing when Ouyang Xia couldn't help herself.

Unlike Gu Qinghe, she didn't need to observe at all. She knew very well from the old man's nonsense that he was talking nonsense to cheat people out of their money. She immediately rushed forward in a rage and overturned the old man's stall.

"These days, even charlatans would put gold on their heads, and you still want to be a poor Taoist priest? Old man, tell me, which Taoist temple are you from?"

"you you you……"

"My, my, my, I saw that you just lied very smoothly, didn't you? How come you are so good at calculating, but you didn't expect that you would have such a disaster today?"

Lan Yu continued to stare at Ouyang Xia's majestic appearance with his bright eyes. He didn't know if it was because Ouyang Xia saved his life from the horse's hooves today, but the look he gave Ouyang Xia was no longer defensive. This should be good news for Ouyang Xia.

Gu Qinghe twitched the corners of his lips slightly and continued to look at the mother and son.

The mother was a little panicked when she saw the old Taoist's stall being overturned. She stood up and tried to stop it.

In her eyes, this old Taoist was the only one who could save her child.

She has consulted many doctors these days, but none of them could tell the cause of the child's illness. Why would the healthy child become so thin and cry every day, making her, as a mother, feel heartbroken?

"Can I see the child?"

Gu Qinghe stepped forward and spoke softly.

The mother saw that she looked young and obviously didn't trust her. She just wanted to rescue the old Taoist priest as soon as possible so that he could help her think of a solution to her child's illness.

It is normal for a mother to be anxious. For the time being, she will not believe what Gu Qinghe said. She can only wait for Ouyang Xia to reveal the true face of the old Taoist.

The noisy environment here has attracted a lot of onlookers, but the old Taoist is a tough guy. Even after being punched a few times by Ouyang Xia and seeing stars, he still refuses to admit that he is lying.

He insisted that the child was contaminated by something unclean, and if the unclean thing was not driven away, the child would die within a few days.

The child's mother was so frightened that she fell to the ground, begging Ouyang Xia to let the Taoist priest go.

"Please be kind, my dear nobles. My father died early, leaving only this one bloodline. It was not easy for me to raise him to this age. If something really happened to him, I would not have to live in this world."

She suddenly kowtowed to Ouyang Xia frantically, "Please, please, please, as long as my child can get better, I am willing to be deceived."

She knocked so hard that blood appeared on her forehead after just two knocks. Ouyang Xia didn't even have time to stop her.

He pushed the old Taoist away and pulled the woman up, saying angrily, "But this old man is a liar. What disease can he cure for your child? Instead of begging him here, you might as well take your child to see a few more doctors."

"I have been to all the clinics in Chizhou, and all the doctors said that my child is not sick." She pushed the child in her arms towards Ouyang Xia, "Look, if the child is not sick, how could he become like this?"

Ouyang Xia was speechless for a moment and slowly took two steps back.

But she still wanted to see how the old Taoist could cure the child's illness.

He couldn't do anything to the woman, but he was not polite to the old Taoist. He pulled her up and brought her to the mother and child. He pulled out the dagger he carried with him and waved it in front of the old Taoist. "See? If you can't cure this child's illness, it won't be so easy for you to leave today."

The old man straightened his robe and his hat which had been pulled askew. He said with a profound look, "Of course it can be cured, but the effect will not be seen in one or two days. However, I can guarantee that within three days at most, the child will be able to recover a lot and be able to eat and sleep well."

"Okay," Ouyang Xia nodded, "I will go and see the child in person in three days. If the child's condition shows no improvement by then, I will kill you."

The old Taoist seemed extremely confident and not panicking at all.

He dug out something that looked like a gourd from the stall that had just been overturned, then took out a piece of blank talisman paper and mysteriously drew some incomprehensible patterns on the talisman paper. Then he walked up to the mother and son, holding the gourd in his hand, and walked around them for a few circles, mumbling something that no one could understand.

Gu Qinghe was still watching the scene, his eyes fixed on the Taoist's gourd.

The mumbling words that sounded like an incantation were finally finished. The old Taoist wiped the sweat from his forehead. The gourd in his hand seemed to have become a thousand pounds heavy, weighing him down so much that he was hunched over.

He pasted the talisman paper he had just drawn onto the gourd and looked at the mother and child with a sigh of relief, "Okay, the child is fine now."

"Thank you, Taoist priest. Thank you, Taoist priest." The woman was so excited that she wanted to kneel down again and kowtow to the old Taoist priest twice.

She took out all the small change she had left and handed it to the old Taoist, but the old Taoist snorted, "No need. Since these friends suspect that I am a charlatan, I am exorcising the evil spirit for your child today to prove myself. Naturally, I cannot accept the money, but..."

He stared at the child in the woman's arms for a few seconds. "Now that the evil spirit in your child has been eliminated, the amulet I gave you earlier is of no use. The evil spirit was so powerful that the amulet was ineffective. This is also my fault. You only need to return the amulet to me and it will be in exchange for the money."

The woman quickly searched the child's body, and finally found a purple sachet-like object on the child's chest, "Give it back to the Taoist priest."

Gu Qinghe's eyes never left the mother and son from beginning to end. She originally felt that there seemed to be some pungent smell on the two of them. The smell was not pleasant, but somewhat familiar.

When the sachet was taken out, Gu Qinghe's eyes suddenly narrowed, "Gao Cun!"

Before the old Taoist could react, the sachet was in Gu Qinghe's hand. His expression suddenly changed, "This thing is no longer useful. If the girl likes it, I can give you a new one."