Chapter 1921: The past (1) Chapter 1921: The past (1) It was this false image of harmony that confused Auntie Wu and made her not alert at all. Otherwise, she would have gone up the mountain and asked Daoist priest song to save her life when she realized that something was wrong.
Auntie Wu could tell from Daoist songâs tone that he was worried, and from the way he looked at his two disciples, she could tell that he was hesitating.
At this time, she already knew that Shen villa was really haunted. She had almost lost her life to the evil ghost, so she naturally knew the power of ghosts.
She had seen Daoist priest songâs moves and knew that this old Daoist had real skills. She was afraid that he would retreat at this time, so she couldnât help but call out, â
âDaoist priest song-â
After aunt Wuâs shout, she saw that the old Daoist did not respond. She immediately became anxious and called out in a louder voice, â
âDaoist priest song!â
He shouted so loudly that even the person driving the carriage outside could hear him. Daoist priest song came back to his senses and looked away from his two disciples.
Auntie Wu covered her eyes with a handkerchief and sobbed.
âMy older brothers and sisters-in-law are still at home. There are many people in the family and my grandnephew is still young, one do not know how he is now. Daoist priest song, please save me âŠâ
After the haunted incident, she was worried about her family.
Knowing that the yin ghosts in Shen villa were so powerful and that she had almost lost her life just by going back once, one could imagine how terrified her maternal family living in the villa was.
Judging from the situation when she went back last time, perhaps her brothers and sisters-in-law had not noticed the existence of ghosts in the house at all. There might even be a situation where humans and ghosts coexisted.
âSave my life?â
When Daoist priest song heard her words, he could not help but laugh bitterly.
whether I can save my life or not, it still depends on heavenâs will ⊠He thought of the three joss sticks that the three of them had offered him before he left in the morning, and his eyes dimmed again.
âA clay Bodhisattva crossing the river canât even protect himself, how can he save other peopleâs lives?â
âDaoist priest song is a man of God. He is blessed by the heavens and will be protected by the gods.â
Auntie Wu was afraid that he would go back on his words, so she quickly took a deep breath and wiped her face with a handkerchief.
âThe two of you are also very lucky to have received the true teachings of the Daoist priest.â
After she said that, she stood up and knelt on the carriage.
âPlease have mercy and save my poor family.â
Auntie Wu was plump. When she knelt down, everyone in the car swayed.
She was anxious to ask for help, but she also saw Daoist priest songâs hesitation. She was afraid that he would regret not going because of the serious situation at Shen villa, which would endanger the lives of his two disciples. She immediately kowtowed a few times.
my brother and sister-in-law are good people. My grandnephews and grandnephews are all very young. They should not suffer like this âŠ
âQuickly get up, Auntie Wu.â
Song Changqing was young and warm, and he had spent a lot of time with aunt Wu. Seeing her in tears and kneeling on the ground, he couldnât bear to see her begging. He couldnât help but reach out to pull her up.
âMaster is cold on the outside but warm-hearted on the inside. He wonât go back on his word once he has agreed to help.â
Auntie Wu was fat and ordinary people couldnât pull her up.
Song Changqing gently pulled her back to her seat.
At first, she was shocked by song Changqingâs actions, but after hearing his words, she broke into a smile.
âReally?â
âOf course itâs true.â The young man nodded his head heavily and muttered, â
âWould I Lie to You?â
Auntie Wu was relieved. Changqing is an honest child. I believe you.
Although she said that, she still turned her head and stole a glance at Daoist priest song. She saw that he was glaring at his disciple fiercely, as if he was a little angry, but did not object. She was slightly relieved.
After the big stone in her heart was lifted, aunt Wu felt a little apologetic for dragging them into this mess. She reached for the bag on song Changqingâs back and said,
âCome, Changqing, Iâll carry this bag for you. Donât look down on your auntâs age, Iâm strong. When it comes to family work, Iâm not inferior to my husband.â
How could song Changqing let her carry his things for him? he naturally refused.
âThereâs no need for that, aunt Wu. These are just some of my little junior sisterâs clothes âŠâ
Because Daoist priest song had used his magical power before and he had agreed to go to Shen villa, aunt Wuâs worries were greatly relieved. It was rare for her to have other thoughts.
miss song ⊠she rolled her swollen eyes and looked at song qingxiao.
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