Mo Ting also clenched his fists after hearing my words.
He said that the ghost child had escaped last night and he had to get rid of him tonight no matter what, and asked me to go and come back quickly.
After hanging up the phone, I looked at the old mobile phone that Master had temporarily lent me, and couldn't even watch short videos.
I gave a wry smile and leaned against the car for a nap.
Mo Ting and I took turns keeping watch last night, and I only slept for half the night, so I was still quite sleepy.
I was woken up by the driver when we arrived at the Chinese medicinal market.
After paying the fare, I walked directly towards the Chinese medicinal market.
This is the largest wholesale market for Chinese medicinal materials in our city, and even in several surrounding cities.
Here, I can buy all the medicinal materials I want.
Because next to the medicinal market, there is a large farmers' market.
So there were quite a few people here.
People handing out flyers, promoting medical equipment.
Bargaining, strolling around for fun, the crowd was constant and very noisy.
After entering the market, I chose a relatively large stall and found a salesperson, showing him my order.
The salesperson didn't seem suspicious when he saw my list of herbs, and even seemed a bit dismissive of my small order quantity.
The twenty-odd kinds of Chinese herbal medicines were quickly gathered for me.
The total cost was over nine thousand three hundred.
Taking the invoice and the bag of herbs, I left the Chinese medicinal stall, thinking of going back quickly.
However, not long after I walked out, my shoulder was patted from behind.
I instinctively turned my head.
I saw a tall, ponytail-wearing beauty in a black professional suit standing behind me, smiling sweetly at me.
I glanced at her a few times, thinking she was quite good-looking and had a sweet smile.
But she had some dark circles under her eyes. Seeing her holding a flyer, I guessed she was promoting something on the street to attract customers.
But the next second, I heard the ponytail beauty smile and say to me:
"Qin Ze?"
I was stunned for a moment, looking at her with some surprise.
I looked her up and down; I didn't recognize her.
In my memory, besides Qing Dai, there weren't any girls as pretty as her in my social circle.
How did she know my name?
"You, you are?"
I asked suspiciously.
Seeing my reaction, the ponytail beauty suddenly became delighted:
"Chu Yue, Zhang Chu Yue, we were desk mates in elementary school..."
Hearing this, I blurted out in surprise:
"Zhang Chu Yue, the one who fell into the reservoir?"
I looked at the ponytail beauty in front of me in shock.
In my memory.
In my fourth year of elementary school, there was a desk mate named Zhang Chu Yue, but she later transferred schools.
But I still had some impression of her.
Besides being my desk mate, she also often poked my arm with her pencil.
The last time I talked about saving a drowning classmate and almost drowning myself, it was about her.
But in my memory of Zhang Chu Yue.
Besides often poking me with her pen, she was also quite plain-looking and a bit chubby.
The ponytail beauty in front of me was not only fair-skinned and beautiful but also slender and tall.
It felt like two different people, hard to connect them.
I widened my eyes, disbelieving.
But the ponytail beauty smiled sweetly:
"Yes! If you hadn't saved me back then, I would have drowned.
We haven't seen each other for ten years, and I never expected to meet you here.
But compared to when you were little, you're much more handsome now."
I smiled, feeling a bit embarrassed:
"It's alright!
Time flies so fast, but you've changed so much.
I didn't recognize you at all.
Are you handing out flyers here?"
I made up a topic to ease the awkwardness.
Zhang Chu Yue nodded:
"Yes! It's my job.
Are you working in a pharmacy? Buying so many herbs?"
I smiled wryly and shook my head:
"No, I work in a funeral parlor. I bought these herbs for guests to bathe with?"
Zhang Chu Yue clearly didn't understand.
She thought the guests I mentioned were "corpses," and these herbs were used to bathe corpses.
She showed a look of fear, thinking it was some creepy funeral project.
Since I was in a hurry, I didn't have time to catch up with this beautiful old classmate or explain.
After chatting casually for a bit, we exchanged contact information and I left.
It was nice to bump into an elementary school classmate.
It's just that I didn't expect that a former ordinary-looking female classmate would have grown into such a beauty.
As the saying goes: girls change a lot when they turn eighteen, it's really true.
But I didn't think about it much, treating it as a small interlude.
After all, as someone who struggles on the verge of life and death, I don't have time for romance.
By the time I took the car back to Wan Fu Tang, it was already half-past eleven in the morning.
With the help of the Wang family, Master had already set up a large iron pot in the backyard of the shop.
Seeing me bring back the Chinese herbs, he directly threw them into the large iron pot to boil.
He also prepared a plastic tub specifically for children to bathe in.
After the Chinese medicine was brewed, it was poured into the tub for Dandan to bathe in.
Not only that, but Master also added talisman ashes to the bathtub, picked up a large rooster, cut its neck, and put its blood into the tub.
After toiling for an entire afternoon, constantly boiling and adding water, changing the water.
Dandan's skin was wrinkled and white from soaking.
Fortunately, the child liked playing in the water and didn't cry much.
Around five in the afternoon, Dandan was finally allowed to leave the bathtub and dry off.
Then, my master, holding a cinnabar pen.
Drew two talismans on Dandan's chest and back.
He also asked me to set up eight candles in the room, forming a circle.
Finally, he had Dandan sit in the middle of the candles.
Dandan was not cooperative at first, so I had to give him a bowl of talisman water to drink to make him sleep.
At this moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Master, with a solemn expression, chanted some incantations in a mumbled tone.
Suddenly, he clasped his hands together and shouted in a low voice:
"Ding Chou, Ding You, Ding Si.
Tai Yin Hua Gai, Di Hu Tian Men.
Hasten as the law commands,敕!"