All for the infinite flow of Taoism

As soon as she saw Shen Qingyu, Mrs. Qian stood up excitedly. She really wanted to hug her grandson and was going crazy, but Shen Qingyu didn't seem to have any expectations for this matter.

"Madam Qian, you are embarrassing me. Your son and daughter-in-law's next generation should seek help from the doctor, not me."

Standing helplessly on the spot, this old lady with silver hair combed meticulously and wearing a beige skirt, after hearing Shen Qingyu say this to her again, finally couldn't control her emotions and choked up: "Master Shen, you ...Help me, my daughter-in-law and son shouldn't be like this..."

When Shen Ruan heard this, she subconsciously replied, "Shouldn't it? What's wrong with it?"

After being stopped by his uncle who stared and patted him, Shen Ruan still restrained himself and swallowed what he wanted to say.

But Mrs. Qian didn't intend to just be fooled, "If this little master knows anything, you can tell me, I... I am willing to add another ten years of incense to Qingning Temple."

Hearing that the other party wanted to add incense to Qingning Temple, Shen Ruan's heart that wanted to say something suddenly dropped, and he muttered: "I'm not a Taoist priest of Qingning Temple, what's the use of adding incense to them?"

Hearing Shen Ruan's complaint, Mrs. Qian quickly changed her words, "Which Taoist temple does my little master belong to? As long as you can help me solve my troubles, let alone ten years of incense, I will find you even gold and silver!"

Ignoring the way the uncle kept giving him winks, Shen Ruan thought for a while after Mrs. Qian said this, and said: "Actually, your appearance is fine, you have both fortune and wealth, and your voice is smooth, but your son It seems that I did something wrong in my early years."

Somehow, Mrs. Qian walked up to Shen Ruan and grabbed his hand and said, "No, no! Xiao Yu told me that the family that had an accident on the construction site had already died. I've made up for it, really, Xiao Yu won't lie to me!"

Sighing, Shen Qingyu stretched out his hand to save his nephew from Mrs. Qian, then sighed and said: "Originally, we never tell our guests about things that are not in compliance with the rules, but today my nephew said it quickly If you come out, then I will tell you why you have been asking me to help your family increase the blessings of future generations, but I have always refused you."

After Mrs. Qian was supported by Zijie and sat back on the chair in the hall, she asked, "Really...is it really because of my son's past...?"

Nodding his head, Shen Qingyu replied: "Yes, although I have only met you and your daughter-in-law, I have never met Mr. Qian, but judging from the faces, signatures, and various calculation results of the two of you, the son-in-law committed a crime. If you make a mistake, the defendant will be deprived of your child's interest and wealth. Originally, as long as you don't pay attention to this kind of punishment during life, there is no big problem, but the son has a good mother and wife. In fact, if you don't mind it so much, take care of Mr. Qian your thoughts and emotions, then you won't have so many troubles now, Mrs. Qian."

After being dazed for a while, Madam Qian's first words were: "But he...he really wants a child..."

Shen Qingyu: "Mrs. Qian, Lord Yan's life sentence cannot be changed easily. At that time, several families working on the construction site were ruined by your son. Among them, there was a woman who jumped with her son who had just turned one year old. Lou, he... he probably can only bear this result."

Hesitant to speak, he looked at his uncle, Shen Ruan was influenced by the 'golden mountain, silver mountain', and couldn't help but want to say something.

In fact, Shen Qingyu is not unaware of Shen Ruan's appearance, but he doesn't want Shen Ruan to intervene in this matter. Originally, the original intention of calling Shen Ruan over just now was to let him learn how to tactfully reject customers. Reasonable request, but this stinky brat who didn't know the door directly interjected, now he regrets it, if he knew it, he would let Shen Ruan go back to the Qingguan.

Sensing the turbulent undercurrent between the two uncles and nephews in front of her, Mrs. Qian grasped at the last straw, "Little Master! Do you have a solution?"

Smiling in favor of the uncle, Shen Ruan took two steps away from his uncle's hand that was about to twist his arm, and said to Mrs. Qian: "I have a way to ask the servant, as long as you are willing to promise some 'them' I don't think it's particularly difficult to change your luck all at once."

Surprisingly, she stood up from the stool again, and Mrs. Qian hurriedly asked Shen Ruan: "Is there anything I need to prepare? How should I exchange it? Can my little master guarantee success? I can change anything, as long as my son can be happy!" real!"

Nodding her head, she seemed to be very satisfied with Mrs. Qian's guarantee, Shen Ruan pursed her lips and smiled and replied, "Half a cup of live rooster blood, altar, joss stick, sacrifice and a drop of your blood are enough."

It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. After listening to Shen Ruan's request, Mrs. Qian, who was too concerned about her son and heir, immediately went to ask the master of Qingning Temple, and directly set up the altar that Shen Ruan said. In the white peach grove in Fenyuan.

The mountain breeze was blowing, and accompanied by the quiet scent of white peaches, Shen Ruan was still wearing the patched Taoist robe, and stood in front of a very luxurious altar prepared by one party, and began to invite errands.

Chicken blood was made into talismans and rice was used as core. After throwing all the ingots and notes in his hand into the copper basin, Shen Ruan dripped the blood that Old Madam Qian squeezed out from her fingertips into the copper basin.

"Tao □ □ Hui, one cause and one effect, make up for the cause with the fruit, begging for the height difference; the 233rd generation master of the Yiqing Temple, meaning Qian's Minghua, please ask for a job, and hope that the next job will allow him to reprimand."

Hearing Shen Ruan's murmured whispers, Mrs. Qian stood aside and waited anxiously and anxiously until he finished reading the priest's invitation to the messenger. Mrs. Qian saw that the bright yellow flame in the copper basin suddenly burst into flames. Slowly blue up.

And at this moment, the little white paper figurine who was placed on the altar before suddenly stood up and said, "Why is Mrs. Qian asking me?"

Looking at Mrs. Qian who was anxious but unable to say a word, Shen Ruan paused for a while and said to the little paper figurine on her behalf: "Hello, Mr. Xia, today I want to open an altar for Mrs. Qian Ask her a question... Can the life punishment of his son Qian Yu be changed as appropriate?"

After asking this sentence, the straight body of the paper figurine on the table suddenly twisted, and turned to the left side of the altar, in the direction of Mrs. Qian.

But at this moment, Shen Qingyu, Zijie and Ziyu who were present here specially came to join in the fun... Uh, no, Ziyu who came to watch and study all noticed the movements of the paper figurine on the table.

Although they didn't understand the specific meaning of this twist, they always felt that the little paper man representing the underworld was wondering: how could there be someone who would take the initiative to change his life and punish him?So strange...