Chapter 54: Whatever A Second-generation Heir Looks Like, That’s Him
The silence continued after the talisman paper fell to the ground.
After almost a minute, Xuan Xia tentatively asked Qu Xingxuan, “Is it done?”
Just now, it was Qu Xingxuan who pointed to the side to prompt her, but she actually couldn’t see anything at all.
In Xuan Xia’s eyes, she was just flinging talismans at thin air, chanting spells, and performing a series of operations.
So, what was the situation now?
Qu Xingxuan pursed his lips tightly: “…”
After a few seconds, Qu Xingxuan’s tightly pursed lips trembled a few times. He lowered his head, took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, tapped into the chat box, opened voice message, and began crying and complaining.
“Daoist Master Qin, where did you find this person! Does she know any rules at all!”
“I’m never taking on any of your commissions again. You’re really too much!”
“I’m telling you! Our friendship boat has completely capsized, sunk, sunk to the seabed, and can never be righted again!!”
“Do you know what she did? You definitely can’t guess. Waaah, I’m really so upset.”
As he spoke, he started crying.
He was really crying.
“I’ve never seen anyone work like this. She scattered the talismans like they were grains of rice. Does she think these talismans are worthless? Why did you give her so many talismans? Changsheng Temple is really bullying people too much!”
“She even asked me ‘Is it done?’ How could it be done? The evil spirit was torn apart by five horses, its bones ground to dust and ashes scattered. What’s done about it?” While wailing and crying, Qu Xingxuan glared at Xuan Xia.
Xuan Xia raised an eyebrow.
Alright, now she knew the situation.
But no, why was he still complaining to someone else?
“Didn’t you say you still had to go home and do homework?” Xuan Xia interrupted Qu Xingxuan, who was still wailing.
“Hic.” Qu Xingxuan hiccuped, a bit unsure of how to respond.
Xuan Xia stopped looking at him and turned to look at An Qi.
An Qi was the same as Xuan Xia; she couldn’t see anything either, just dumbly appreciating a performance of Xuan Xia jumping the god.
Of course, the sudden wind in the room, the talismans changing on their own in the air, and that dying shrill scream—she had all witnessed.
Now meeting Xuan Xia’s line of sight, and still hearing Qu Xingxuan’s crying complaints in her ears, she asked Xuan Xia, “Is it taken care of?”
Xuan Xia nodded affirmatively: “You can rest assured, it’s taken care of.”
Saying this, Xuan Xia felt a full sense of accomplishment.
This was her first time working, and from the result, it was very perfect.
An Qi let out a breath, instantly feeling relieved.
She had heard it—that white shadow that wanted to harm her had been torn apart by five horses, its bones ground to dust and ashes scattered.
……That was really great!
…
Xuan Xia waited until Qu Xingxuan finished crying before asking him, “Now that the job is done, don’t we still need to perform the house pacification?”
She remembered that Great Grandfather’s records seemed to include this step.
However, the contents of house pacification varied, and she wasn’t sure how to operate it for An Qi’s side.
Qu Xingxuan glared at her with a pair of wet, bright eyes, his mouth trembling again.
Xuan Xia thought, no way, was he going to cry again? She just asked a question—what was there for him to cry about?
Fortunately, Qu Xingxuan held it back.
He told Xuan Xia to just paste one talisman to avert household disasters at the foyer.
Xuan Xia said “oh,” she had seen this talisman in the talismans booklet.
Just in time, when Daoist Master Qin gave the talismans, he also gave yellow talisman paper. She immediately took out the things and drew it on the spot.
Then, not knowing what stimulated Qu Xingxuan again, he started wailing once more and sent several more voice messages to Daoist Master Qin tattling.
Xuan Xia looked at him with an indescribable expression. He was already in second year high school—still so immature?
After everything was done, Xuan Xia instructed An Qi to open the windows at home for some ventilation these few days. A residence should be bright and airy; keeping the curtains drawn so tightly every day, even without provoking anything, just staying there wouldn’t feel comfortable.
An Qi nodded vigorously.
Now, she could no longer view Xuan Xia with simple eyes.
As for whether the assistant really wanted to harm An Qi, and why, Xuan Xia wouldn’t get involved; that was all for An Qi to handle herself.
An Qi understood as well.
Thus, Xuan Xia didn’t stay longer and took Qu Xingxuan to say goodbye.
An Qi still had follow-up matters to handle and didn’t try to keep them, just saying to set a time after things were over to properly treat Xuan Xia and Qu Xingxuan.
Walking out of An Qi’s house, it was still bright outside.
Xuan Xia checked the time, then looked at Qu Xingxuan beside her, and asked, “Are you going home to do homework now, or should I treat you to dinner?”
Qu Xingxuan’s mood was much better now. Hearing this, he thought for a moment, then wrinkled his nose and said reluctantly, “Then let’s eat dinner before going home.”
Oh, now he wasn’t in a hurry to go home and do homework.
***
What Yanjing City was famous for was still hotpot.
Fortunately, Qu Xingxuan loved eating hotpot, so the two went to eat hotpot.
Qu Xingxuan especially loved eating meat. Once the soup base was boiling, he started swishing meat—mutton and beef both going in.
Seeing how enthusiastically he was eating, Xuan Xia suddenly asked him, “You’re very familiar with Daoist Master Qin, huh?”
Qu Xingxuan’s eyes and heart were full of meat. He naturally replied, “Yeah, familiar. Why?”
“How familiar? Do you know why he became a monk?”
Qu Xingxuan stuffed a mouthful of meat into his mouth and said without thinking, “No idea.”
Xuan Xia: “…” And he had the nerve to call that familiar?
“But.” Qu Xingxuan said while swallowing, “I heard my master say it seems because he got into a car accident and messed up his leg, then he went to Changsheng Temple.”
After saying that, Qu Xingxuan turned to ask Xuan Xia, “Then how familiar are you with Daoist Master Qin?”
Xuan Xia smiled, “Seems not as familiar as you. I didn’t even know his leg was from a car accident.”
Qu Xingxuan got a bit smug and proactively opened up, “Then do you know his family is super rich? Second-generation rich. The scenic area where that Changsheng Temple he stays at is located was funded by his family.”
“I know that one.”
“Oh. Daoist Master Qin talks everywhere about his family situation—not low-key at all.” Qu Xingxuan had just gotten smug when he immediately hit a wall, and a competitive spirit ignited in his heart.
He continued, “Then do you know that when his leg was fine before, he was completely different from now?”
“Hm?”
Qu Xingxuan got smug again, with a “you definitely don’t know” expression. “I heard that when he could still walk, he was so arrogant. Just like those foppish young masters on TV—what they were like, he was like.”
“Nonsense.” Xuan Xia laughed.
A foppish young master and Daoist Master Qin—couldn’t connect them.
Qu Xingxuan “hissed” in dissatisfaction at Xuan Xia not believing him. To make her believe, he added, “It’s true! My master said it!”
“Oh.” Xuan Xia responded perfunctorily.
Giving Qu Xingxuan the feeling of “I don’t believe it, but I won’t tell you, I’ll just show it to you.”
Qu Xingxuan was even more unwilling to concede and racked his brains thinking what else his master had said about Daoist Master Qin.
Then he actually remembered some. “Then do you know why he got into that car accident, and his leg could actually be cured, but he just won’t get it treated?”
This one… she really didn’t know.
