Chapter 189: Looking At The Stars
After receiving Gong Ziliu’s guidance and understanding the matter of great merit, Xuan Xia thought it over carefully and felt that she should indeed set aside that personal grudge and actively help ghosts for joy.
At this time, Daoist Master Qin had also finished talking with that woman.
It was unknown whether Xuan Xia’s earlier knocking and shouting had an effect, but Daoist Master Qin ultimately agreed to the woman’s request, saying he would help her find clues about that person.
With the request granted, the woman was also going back to Changsheng Temple with them.
Everything seemed so logical and natural, but Xuan Xia always felt a bit uncomfortable about it.
It wasn’t until the way back that she figured out where the problem was.
“Is that woman really going to follow you from now on?” Xuan Xia asked Daoist Master Qin.
Although that woman had stayed at Changsheng Temple for a while, the situation was different now, so it would naturally be different in the future.
Xuan Xia wasn’t really worried about some unfinished romance between human and ghost plot, but having a female ghost freely coming and going at Changsheng Temple in the future didn’t feel quite right.
Daoist Master Qin was also a man of action. On the way back, he was already sorting through the known clues. Hearing this, he paused organizing the clues, looked at Xuan Xia, and said, “Not decided yet.”
“Not decided yet?” Xuan Xia was a bit confused. “Didn’t you already agree to her?”
Daoist Master Qin showed an expression that this needed a detailed explanation, then said to her, “I’ll tell you in a few days.”
A few more days? What for, being all mysterious.
However, since Daoist Master Qin said in a few days, he didn’t continue the topic with her afterward. He turned his attention back to sorting the clues.
Xuan Xia: “…”
After returning to Changsheng Temple, over the next few days, besides normal work hours, Daoist Master Qin entered a state of being nowhere to be found, extremely busy.
When asked, he was just busy.
As for what he was busy with, the others couldn’t say anything specific.
And when Xuan Xia asked him, he only repeated that same sentence: “I’ll tell you in a few days.”
Xuan Xia stopped asking.
…
On the second day after the Ghost Festival, Auntie Feng came to Changsheng Temple early in the morning.
She came, of course, to inquire about the status of Li Qiaozhen’s religious ceremony.
But at that time, Xuan Xia and Daoist Master Qin had both gone to Baoyi Temple, Yan Wentao was in the hospital, and it was Li Fu and Uncle Zhong who received her.
Regarding the religious ceremony, Li Fu and the others weren’t too clear and initially wanted to send her away first, but unexpectedly, Auntie Feng wasn’t so easy to dismiss.
With no other choice, they could only truthfully tell her about Yan Wentao’s hospitalization.
After learning the situation at the temple, Auntie Feng didn’t insist on seeing Yan Wentao and soon left.
But after a day passed, Auntie Feng came again.
This time, she brought big bags and small packages of things. Xuan Xia happened to be at the temple and personally received Auntie Feng. Seeing the things she carried, she couldn’t help but curiously ask.
Auntie Feng said, “This is a little token of my appreciation for visiting Daoist Master Yan. It’s because I caused trouble for Daoist Master Yan.”
She also asked Xuan Xia, “Can you tell me which hospital Daoist Master Yan is in? I want to go see him personally.”
Xuan Xia immediately understood that Auntie Feng thought Yan Wentao’s hospitalization was because of Li Qiaozhen.
She quickly explained to Auntie Feng that Yan Wentao’s hospitalization had nothing to do with Li Qiaozhen.
Then she also told Auntie Feng that Li Qiaozhen had already received deliverance, and while speaking, Xuan Xia described what Li Qiaozhen looked like after receiving deliverance.
After hearing Xuan Xia’s description, Auntie Feng shed tears again.
“Thank you, Daoist Master Yan. Thank you all.”
Xuan Xia said no need to thank, this was what they should do.
As for the things Auntie Feng brought, Xuan Xia felt they couldn’t accept them, but Auntie Feng insisted on giving them, saying if they couldn’t give them to Daoist Master Yan, then treat them as offerings for the deities in the temple to enjoy.
This… Xuan Xia couldn’t refuse.
In addition, Auntie Feng asked Xuan Xia if the temple needed volunteers. She had looked into it and knew that temples and palace temples all recruited volunteers. She now had nothing to do, and having witnessed Xuan Xia and their abilities, she really wanted to come to Changsheng Temple as a volunteer.
First, to find something to do, and second, she wanted to accumulate some merit through volunteering, for herself, for her son, and for Li Qiaozhen.
Xuan Xia could understand her, and the temple did need volunteers, but for Auntie Feng to volunteer, Xuan Xia’s first thought was the distance issue.
The distance between Auntie Feng’s home and the Daoist temple was not short.
Regarding this issue, Auntie Feng hurriedly said, “I’m already looking at houses.”
With such a thing happening at home, there was a lot of gossip from neighbors, and besides, the house wasn’t comfortable to live in. Auntie Feng already had the idea of moving out, and after thinking it over, she decided to move nearby.
In other words, regardless of whether Changsheng Temple was willing to take her as a volunteer, Auntie Feng planned to move nearby and come to the temple more often to burn incense and pray for blessings.
After understanding Auntie Feng’s thoughts, Xuan Xia didn’t rush to agree but told the situation to Daoist Master Qin and let him decide.
After thinking for a moment, Daoist Master Qin said, “Observe for a while first.”
Xuan Xia felt that made sense, so she left the observation to Daoist Master Qin and didn’t pay further attention.
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After lying in the hospital for five days, Yan Wentao could finally be discharged.
On the second day after being sent to the hospital, he woke up.
Upon learning that he had actually been admitted to the hospital, perhaps out of a man’s pride, Yan Wentao immediately said he was in very good health with no problems at all and wanted to be discharged!
Unfortunately, his discharge request was unanimously opposed.
And so, he could only lie bored in the hospital for five days, and only after all the full-body check indicators showed no issues was he finally discharged as wished.
Although the checks showed Yan Wentao’s physical condition was good, upon returning to the temple, he still received everyone’s care and preferential treatment.
At first, Yan Wentao felt flattered, but after half a day, he got used to this special treatment and even became a bit addicted.
But the result was that everyone’s preferential treatment for him lasted only until the day of discharge.
By the next day, everything returned to normal.
Yan Wentao said the warmth and coldness of human relationships felt particularly discrepant, and he couldn’t quite handle it.
Xuan Xia gave him a perfunctory consolation of two sentences. Yan Wentao’s return also meant she had to go out for work again.
This time the work location was in Yanjing. Yang Wanxiu had already booked a flight ticket to Yanjing for her in advance.
The night before departure, Daoist Master Qin finally finished being busy.
After washing up, Xuan Xia was in her room blowing the air conditioner and temporarily cramming, familiarizing herself with the song Zhou Shiqing wrote for her. Daoist Master Qin knocked on the door and asked, “Do you have time to come out and sit for a bit?”
Hearing this, she stepped out of the room.
Daoist Master Qin pointed to the stone table and stools in the courtyard used for resting.
Xuan Xia thought to herself, this is really about sitting outside? What matter couldn’t be discussed sitting inside the room?
But she still followed Daoist Master Qin over.
But don’t say, at night, there was no summer heat at all in the backyard of Changsheng Temple, a different feeling from the air-conditioned room.
Xuan Xia had just sat down and hadn’t spoken yet when Yan Wentao opened the window and shouted to the two in the courtyard, “Yo, boss, Daoist Master Qin, stargazing?”
Xuan Xia: “…” Stargazing what?
