Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang knew that Lu Yong had invited a little ghost, but seeing Lu Yong had regained his abilities, there was no outward change.
Although they had reservations, they didn't interfere too much.
Soon, Uncle Wang's youngest daughter announced her pregnancy.
When this news broke, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang were overjoyed.
As long as the baby was born safely, it would silence those who gossiped.
Aunt Wang personally went to care for her, hoping for a healthy baby.
However, for Lu Yong's family to have invited a little ghost, they had to pay a greater price.
And the first thing the little ghost demanded was the child in Uncle Wang's youngest daughter's womb.
As the child was nearing birth, abruptly and inexplicably, the baby died in the womb.
This event was a great blow to everyone.
Yet, no one suspected that it was the little ghost they had been appeasing.
Everyone was comforting Uncle Wang's daughter.
Telling her to relax, that she was young and could have more children, that it was just a matter of fate.
Another year passed, and Uncle Wang's daughter became pregnant again, and this time successfully gave birth to a baby.
However, the baby was born with a congenital disability in his left hand and one blind eye.
From that day on, the child's growth was also fraught with hardship.
He would either be scalded by hot water or suffer inexplicable falls, and his body would often bear scratch marks.
Once the child could speak, he always said that a little brother with a dark face bullied him.
Now the child is three years old and extremely timid.
His body is covered in injuries that have never healed.
Uncle Wang's daughter and Lu Yong also experienced exceptionally bad luck these past few years.
The kind of bad luck where they could sprain an ankle just by walking.
Gradually, Uncle Wang's daughter began to suspect something was very wrong.
She wondered if the little ghost her family appeased was affecting them.
So she told Lu Yong to get rid of it.
Now that they had a child, even without marital intimacy,
she was willing to stay and raise the child together.
Lu Yong considered this and agreed.
He thought about sending the little ghost away.
That was three days ago, the day before Uncle Wang's youngest daughter's car accident.
After they sent away the little ghost, they decided to go on a trip to relax.
But as the saying goes, it's easier to invite a god than to send one away, especially when inviting a ghost.
Not only did they fail to send the little ghost away,
but on their way to the airport, a bloody character for "death" appeared on the windshield.
The vehicle crashed into the guardrail, causing it to overturn.
This is how the family ended up in the hospital.
Fortunately, they were all wearing seatbelts, so their injuries were relatively minor; otherwise, the consequences would have been dire.
Three days later, when they were discharged from the hospital,
they found that the little ghost figurine that Lu Yong had thrown away had inexplicably returned to the house.
This inevitably caused Lu Yong's family great anxiety.
If this thing couldn't be sent away, they could only continue to worship it...
Now, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang are also very worried about their daughter and grandson.
In Uncle Wang's opinion, life is more important than anything.
That little ghost had threatened his daughter's life, which made him extremely uneasy.
When I returned, I encountered him, and he accidentally let slip the story.
Although Aunt Wang tried her best to conceal it, not wanting such matters to reach the neighbors' ears,
as they were leaving, she heard me say that my master was a Daoist priest.
This gave Uncle Wang a glimmer of hope.
Aunt Wang had just fallen asleep, and now he came to my room, wanting to inquire about the situation.
What if that little ghost could be sent away?
After listening to the whole story, I felt Uncle Wang's daughter was quite pitiful.
Not only did she have an arranged marriage by her parents, but she also married a useless husband.
Even though having a child silenced the gossips, the child was born with disabilities and inexplicably lost one.
As he spoke to the end, Uncle Wang, a man in his sixties, couldn't help but shed tears.
I sat beside him and said comfortingly,
"Uncle Wang, don't worry.
My master can definitely send away this little ghost.
Tomorrow, you come with me to the shop, and I'll take you to see my master."
Uncle Wang nodded repeatedly after hearing this,
"Then, then thank you, Xiao Qin."
I shook my head and said it was nothing.
I told Uncle Wang to go back and rest first.
Uncle Wang nodded.
Having agreed, he was about to leave and return to his room...
But at this moment, Aunt Wang's shouts suddenly echoed in the hallway:
"Old man, old man, where are you?"
Hearing Aunt Wang's sudden exclamation, both Uncle Wang and I looked towards the door.
"What's wrong?"
Uncle Wang replied, hurried to the door, and opened it.
I quickly followed out.
As Uncle Wang opened the door, he saw Aunt Wang, wearing her pajamas and barefoot, running over with her phone:
"Old, old man, i-it's bad, Xiao Qin just called.
She said that thing, that thing said my daughter incited Lu Yong to throw him away.
He wants to kill, kill Xiao Qin for revenge.
He wants us to save her..."
"Ah?"
Uncle Wang was stunned and reached for his phone to call back.
But the call wouldn't go through.
Aunt Wang looked panicked, her hands trembling:
"What should we do, old man? Should, should we call the police?"
Uncle Wang was also anxious and said loudly:
"That thing is a ghost, what good will calling the police do?"
I stood at the door and, seeing Aunt Wang speak like this, frowned slightly:
"Aunt Wang, where is Sister Xiao Qin now?"
Aunt Wang looked at me, her voice filled with despair:
"Xiao Qin just, just said she was at the land temple in Shuanghu Park!"
Shuanghu Park is about ten kilometers from us.
It's not far, only about a ten-minute taxi ride.
Saving someone is like putting out a fire. Although I only rent here,
Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang are good neighbors.
Last month during the Dragon Boat Festival, they gave me a lot of zongzi.
Now their daughter is in trouble, and I am a Daoist priest who has entered the profession.
Coupled with my urgent desire for more lamp oil to extend my lifespan.
In such a situation, I naturally wouldn't stand by and do nothing...