Chapter 169: There’s A Way
Yan Wentao was convinced by Xuan Xia’s proactive action.
The words “Be careful” had just reached the corner of the mouth but hadn’t been spoken when a thunderous “bang” suddenly exploded in their ears, startling all three of them.
“Ouch, my heart!” Auntie Feng patted her startled chest, then explained to the two: “It’s nothing, the door was blown shut by the wind.”
The door was blown shut by the wind?
Xuan Xia stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look at Yan Wentao.
Just as she thought, where did the wind come from??
Yan Wentao had also thought of this point, and his brows furrowed accordingly.
A spiritual light flashed in Xuan Xia’s mind, and she said to Yan Wentao: “Let me try once more, you pay attention.”
Without waiting for Yan Wentao to speak, Xuan Xia pinched the talisman and continued approaching the orange tree. Although she said to pay attention, her hand had already quietly formed the Spirit Official Art hand seal.
Just as her talisman was about to touch the orange tree, another bang sounded.
This time, Xuan Xia and Yan Wentao were prepared and weren’t startled, only Auntie Feng was repeatedly shocked.
Xuan Xia exchanged another look with Yan Wentao: “……”
Auntie Feng pressed her pounding chest and looked toward the source of the sound. This time, it was the upstairs glass window that had shattered, with broken glass falling into the backyard, scattering a mess.
If the door being blown shut by the wind couldn’t raise suspicion, then this perfectly fine glass window suddenly exploding—Auntie Feng, no matter how slow, felt something was off.
She quickly moved closer to Yan Wentao and asked in a trembling voice: “Daoist Master Yan, what’s going on?”
Daoist Master Yan couldn’t answer either, so he took out the cinnabar he carried, chanted sutras and incantations, invoked the gods for blessings to open the Heavenly Eye and borrow divine powers.
Just as Yan Wentao opened the Heavenly Eye, Xuan Xia also returned to his side.
Once Yan Wentao borrowed the Heavenly Eye divine power, upon reopening his eyes, everything around—what was there and what wasn’t—became crystal clear.
But precisely because it was crystal clear, Yan Wentao’s expression suddenly turned unpleasant.
Xuan Xia had been watching him closely and immediately asked upon seeing his expression change: “What did you see?”
Yan Wentao didn’t speak; his line of sight first fixed on the orange tree in front of him, then quickly shifted to the house, his gaze settling on the spot where the glass window had broken.
Xuan Xia no longer asked what he had seen, instead saying: “Open my eye too.”
After this time, she would learn to open the Heavenly Eye herself, so she wouldn’t need to ask anyone next time.
Hearing this, Yan Wentao turned back to look at her, paused for a moment, then dipped the cinnabar again and opened the Heavenly Eye for Xuan Xia as well.
Only after Yan Wentao said it was done did Xuan Xia reopen her eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the orange tree wrapped and entwined with Yin Energy.
Moreover, the place where the Yin Energy was breeding was right under the tree at the spot where the new soil had been disturbed.
Even now, Yin Energy was continuously breeding from there, then rising upward, clinging and wrapping around the already withered orange tree.
This situation was entirely as she had expected.
Immediately after, like Yan Wentao, she turned her gaze toward the house.
At the position where the glass window had shattered, strands of black Yin Energy were leaking out from inside.
Xuan Xia stared fixedly at that glass window, then pointed there and asked Auntie Feng: “Auntie Feng, the room where the window broke seems to be the one your son lives in, right?”
Auntie Feng was still shaken, but upon hearing Xuan Xia’s words and looking closely, it was indeed her son’s room.
“Yes, it is. You have a good memory.”
Xuan Xia discussed with Yan Wentao: “Looks like we still need to go inside first and find the source of the obstruction. To have such destructive power in broad daylight, doesn’t that mean it’s ferocious to a certain extent?”
Yan Wentao agreed. As for Xuan Xia’s latter half, he could explain it.
Just like cultivation, because of the feng shui terrain in the backyard gathering evil winds and hiding Yin Energy, the ferocious thing’s energy had surged, giving it the power to destroy even in broad daylight.
Fortunately, Auntie Feng had sought help; if delayed a few more days, who knows to what extent that ferocious thing would have cultivated.
……
The two wanted to return to the house, but what to do with Auntie Feng became the primary issue.
Leaving her alone in the backyard—before they couldn’t see, it was fine, but now it seemed not workable.
After thinking, Xuan Xia handed a talisman to Auntie Feng and said: “Auntie Feng, we’re going inside now to perform the religious ceremony. Do you want to wait outside, or what?”
“Performing the religious ceremony now?” Auntie Feng clutched the talisman, repeating it aloud.
It was indeed her idea to have them perform the religious ceremony, but they’d been here half the day, being vague and not explaining clearly. Auntie Feng was afraid, but doubts inevitably arose in her heart.
She immediately asked: “Is it that I can’t be present? How long does your religious ceremony take? I don’t know…”
Have her wait outside the house the whole time?
Who knows what they’d do in the house?
Although Auntie Feng didn’t say it, Xuan Xia understood from one and knew the rest; she immediately overturned her original idea and changed her words: “No, of course you can be present. We just need Auntie Feng, the owner of the house, to lead the way.”
Only then did Auntie Feng dispel some of her doubts.
While leading the two back into the house, Auntie Feng explained: “I don’t mean I don’t trust you Daoist Masters, it’s just… being with you makes me less afraid.”
Yan Wentao reassured Auntie Feng with a few words. He’d seen plenty of believers like Auntie Feng who wavered in faith, so he was long used to it.
Upon returning to the house, Yan Wentao and Xuan Xia both sighed in unison.
This sigh startled Auntie Feng again.
“What’s wrong, you two?”
“After finishing this religious ceremony, we might need to perform a house protection religious ceremony.” Yan Wentao said.
No wonder they had felt uncomfortable the moment they entered the house; it was filled with Yin Sha Qi and death energy everywhere, all house protection divine beasts broken—how could they feel comfortable?
And in such a house, could Auntie Feng really live comfortably?
Xuan Xia didn’t say much; her hands had already pinched several talismans.
Yan Wentao also took out his tools, asking Auntie Feng to lead them upstairs again, when suddenly another “bang” of a door sounded from inside the house.
Auntie Feng, repeatedly startled, nearly jumped out of her skin.
Just as she was about to speak, a figure suddenly emerged from the front doorway of the house.
Upon seeing the emerging figure, Auntie Feng let out an “ah.”
The figure opposite was a tall, burly man in his thirties, with ordinary features, but the fiercest pair of eyebrows.
Seeing the people in the house, the man’s brows furrowed, and he barked in a fierce, irritable tone: “Who are you people!”
“A Bing, why are you back again?” Auntie Feng guiltily hurried forward to greet him.
So this was Auntie Feng’s son, named Shen Jiabing.
“Mom, who are these two?” Shen Jiabing’s gaze first landed on Xuan Xia, lingering for a few seconds before shifting to Yan Wentao. Seeing his attire, he already knew their identity, so he looked at his mom with full disapproval.
“Didn’t I tell you not to find scammers to perform religious ceremonies anymore? And you still brought them home! What exactly are you trying to do? You take my words as wind past your ears?”
“No, it’s not like that.” Auntie Feng hurriedly explained, “This Daoist Master Yan really has real skills.”
“Only you believe they have real skills!” Shen Jiabing didn’t believe in any of this ghost and god nonsense at all; he even sneered at the corner of the mouth.
Turning back, he continued berating his mom: “How many times have I told you? You won’t spend money to buy medicine for yourself, saving it all to give to scammers. You only benefit others, so benefit yourself too.”
Auntie Feng was scolded by her son into speechlessness.
Xuan Xia took the chance to say to Yan Wentao: “I have a bad feeling. If we’re driven out, we probably won’t have another chance to come back in, and we won’t be able to handle the house’s situation.”
And the key point was, she was very concerned about the house’s situation.
Because she had an even worse premonition.
Yan Wentao hummed and said: “I do have a method, but what if it’s not what you think…”
“Then apologize properly afterward.” Xuan Xia said.
Just as the two finished speaking, over there, Shen Jiabing turned his attention back to them and started driving them out: “You two can leave now; my family doesn’t need you performing any religious ceremony.”
“Mister, your family’s five elements feng shui has formed a great ominous situation.” Yan Wentao deliberately said: “Especially your backyard, hiding Yin and breeding evil; the orange tree’s withering is already an obvious sign. If you don’t perform the religious ceremony soon to dispel the evil affliction, in the long run, I’m afraid your whole family will suffer calamity.”
“Bullshit!” Shen Jiabing latched onto the backyard orange tree, his expression changing instantly, tone even fiercer.
While Auntie Feng was more concerned about the whole family’s safety.
“Daoist Master Yan, as long as we do the religious ceremony, will my whole family be fine?”
“Mom! You still believe!?”
“Mister, if you don’t believe, you can ask Believer Feng about what happened in the backyard just now.”
Auntie Feng immediately recounted to her son what had happened in the backyard earlier.
After hearing it, Shen Jiabing’s expression first showed a trace of shock, but soon darkened again, looking utterly unconvinced.
“Don’t put on this godly trickery and nonsense here! Get out of here right now!”
Yan Wentao said helplessly: “Mister, you may not respect ghosts and gods, but surely you should think of your mother. I see that though you are full of great ominous and evil signs, you still have a trace of filial piety left. Do you really have to persist stubbornly?”
Shen Jiabing’s expression was splendid, but Yan Wentao’s words had clearly truly enraged him. He immediately strode toward Yan Wentao, spitting a dirty word: “I think you want a beating. Even if I beat you half to death today, the police won’t help you, believe it or not!”
With that, he really swung his fist.
Yan Wentao swallowed, lowered his eyes, and immediately his hand seals flew, quickly chanting a string of curses.
As his curse took effect, the house instantly darkened, and the temperature dropped sharply.
Because these changes were too obvious, Shen Jiabing’s swung fist stalled.
His eyes scanned the room’s changes in shock and suspicion.
What Shen Jiabing couldn’t see was that after Yan Wentao’s curse, the Yin Sha Qi in the house had also intensified several times.
Xuan Xia gripped the talismans in her hand tightly, sensing in her heart that something was about to appear.
In the next second as the premonition formed, the mother-son photo originally hanging on the wall suddenly fell, with a “bang,” shattering the frame’s glass completely.
At the same time, everyone heard a ghostly sob of crying.
