The Metaphysics Master: Bring My Husband Up

Xuanyun Temple.

The old man with white hair and white beard was meditating with his eyes closed in front of the incense burner. Behind him, a petite girl about twenty years old was wiping the incense burner without squinting.

"Taoist Master, my grandpa had a sudden illness and couldn't wake up for a long time. He went to countless famous doctors, whether it was Chinese medicine or Western medicine, but couldn't find any problem. Before he fell into coma, he asked me to go down the mountain with you and ask the Taoist priest to save him. My grandfather died.”

Shen Rongzhao's eyes were heavy, and there was a hint of anxiety between his handsome and stern brows.

Shen Rongzhao's parents died when he was young, and he was brought up by Mr. Shen. The father and grandson have a deep relationship.

The old man opened his eyes and calmly shouted to the little girl behind him, "Master, Mr. Shen from the Shen Group is looking for you."

"Come on, come on!"

The little girl turned around and patted the ashes on her hands. A bright smile hung on her fair and pretty face, revealing a row of small white teeth.

Shen Rongzhao frowned.

Taoist Changfeng... is a little girl?

"Mr. Shen, did you come empty-handed? Didn't you bring anything?"

Li Yingzhu's bright eyes blinked, and the thumb and index finger of her right hand rubbed each other, which was an obvious hint.

Shen Rongzhao came to his senses, took out a blank check, filled in the number one million, and handed the check to Li Yingzhu.

"I'm really sorry. I came in a hurry this time and didn't bring any cash. I wonder if you would mind accepting a check?"

Shen Rongzhao felt indescribably weird calling this girl who looked much younger than him "you", but now that the matter was urgent, there was no room for fussing over it.

Li Yingzhu accepted the check and was filled with joy. The corners of her mouth almost cracked to the base of her ears, "Take it, take it, as long as it's money. Mr. Shen, I'm going to start by saying something ugly. The check just now is just a deposit. Wait until Mr. Shen wakes up." Finally, I hope you can be considerate again."

Seeing Li Yingzhu's philistine behavior, Shen Rongzhao had even greater doubts in his heart. This Changfeng Taoist looks like a liar no matter what. Did he find the wrong person, or did grandpa make a mistake?

Shen Rongzhao looked at the old man and then at Li Yingzhu.

"Mr. Shen, there is no need to doubt that this is my master, Taoist Changfeng, and I am just her apprentice."

Shen Rongzhao withdrew his probing gaze.

"Taoist Master, my car is parked at the bottom of the mountain. Please move immediately. My grandfather's condition may not be optimistic."

Thinking of Mr. Shen's dark sleeping face, Shen Rongzhao became even more worried.

"It's easy to talk. Mr. Shen will wait in the temple for a while. I'll go to the side room to pack some things and then go down the mountain with you."

Li Yingzhu packed her things and told the respectful old man standing aside, "Yuan Ruo, please guard Xuanyun Temple. I will come back after I go down the mountain to finish my work."

"Master, you are still in your prime, but Yuan Ruo is getting old. I wonder if I can wait for you to come back."

Li Yingzhu buried her head and inspected the items, "When I promised you to live a long life, I would definitely do it. Besides, I will be back soon."

"Master, there is one more thing Yuan Ruo doesn't understand. You usually help people solve problems and never accept money. Why did you accept Mr. Shen's check today?"

Li Yingzhu smiled slyly, "Is the money of rich people considered money? That's just a waste of money. Yuan Ruo, when you encounter rich people asking us to do something, we will take advantage of them every time we can. Don't be soft-hearted."

The old residence of the Shen family.

Li Yingzhu bent over and stood in front of Mr. Shen's bed. Sometimes she opened the old man's eyelids to take a look, then she squeezed the old man's wrist, and finally she pressed against the old man's chest to listen to something.

The eldest son of the Shen family, Shen Zhongliang, frowned and whispered in his younger brother Shen Rongzhao's ear, "Rong Zhao, are you sure you didn't find the wrong person? This young girl is the Changfeng Taoist grandpa said?"

"When you speak ill of someone behind their back, at least make sure that the person involved is not present." Li Yingzhu did not look back, her attention was still on Mr. Shen.

Shen Zhongliang coughed awkwardly, "Taoist Master, what happened to my grandfather?"

Li Yingzhu turned around and said solemnly to the people in the room , "Mr. Shen's face is gloomy and his hall is black. He is not ill, but possessed by an evil spirit."

After Li Yingzhu finished speaking, her face was calm, but she couldn't help but feel proud in her heart. Judging from the silent expressions of the few people in front of him, they must have been shocked by his masterful demeanor.

She even raised her chin slightly, waiting for the younger members of the Shen family to pay homage.

"Steward Zhang, get rid of this nonsense girl! I thought the person recommended by grandpa was some kind of hermit with superb medical skills, but it turned out to be a swindler. When grandpa wakes up, tell him not to go. There are too many liars hanging out under the overpass!”

"Okay, young master."

Li Yingzhu was pinched by the strong butler Zhang's slender arm and dragged out of the door.

"Wait!" Li Yingzhu waved her other hand wildly, desperately trying to break free from Butler Zhang's hand.

She suddenly pointed at a young woman in her thirties next to Shen Zhongliang and asked anxiously, "Have you always been childless and miscarried whenever you got pregnant?"

Shen Zhongliang and the young woman were stunned at the same time.

"Steward Zhang, let her go!" Shen Zhongliang narrowed his eyes, "Little girl, how do you know about this?"

Shen Rongzhao was also puzzled. This was a private matter between his eldest brother and sister-in-law. No one except the Shen family knew about it. Is this little girl really capable?

Li Yingzhu tugged at the corners of her clothes that were messy due to the struggle, and tried her best to look like an otherworldly master on her immature face.

"In all the years I have been in the Taoist sect, I still have the ability to tell people's fortunes and read fortunes. This sister should be your wife, right? Not only do I know that you have been childless, I also know that Mr. Shen's illness is related to your childlessness. "

Shen Zhongliang pondered for a moment, "You mean... Grandpa is angry with us because he has never been able to hold his grandson?"

Li Yingzhu rolled her eyes and almost pouted.

Good guy! Insist on science first, right?

"Of course not! Let me ask you, did your first child die in infancy and will you miscarry every time you get pregnant?"

Shen Zhongliang's wife Wang Qinzhi nodded immediately, "Yes, my first child was a girl, and the child was stillborn upon birth."

Speaking of this, Wang Qinzhi looked sad.

"After that, I became pregnant several times, but every time I couldn't keep it. No matter how careful I was, even if I didn't do anything, I would suddenly miscarry while sleeping in bed."

"That's right!" Li Yingzhu clapped her hands, "The problem lies in your first child. Your first child didn't survive. You harbored resentment and became a little ghost. She didn't survive. , and won’t let your other children live either.”

Li Yingzhu's eyes looked around the Shen family's mansion.

"As soon as I entered this house, I noticed that the house was filled with black air and was entangled with resentment. Mr. Shen is an old man and his health is not as good as yours, so he was the first to fall ill. If the resentment of the Shen family is not eliminated, I am afraid that all of you will Then disaster will follow.”

Shen Zhongliang and his wife looked hesitant, but Shen Rongzhao asked, "Daozhang Li, in this case, what should we do?"

Shen Rongzhao had never believed in these strange things, but now that his grandfather was seriously ill and the doctors in the hospital were useless, he had no choice but to become a living doctor. He believed in Li Yingzhu.

Li Yingzhu looked straight at Shen Zhongliang and his wife, "Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen, please take me to the grave of your daughter who died in infancy."

"do what?"

"Digging a grave."