Zhang Youguo saw that I spoke eloquently, and he was already uneasy.
He glanced at Steward Li's tearful expression.
Even if he didn't believe these things, he had to now:
"Little Qin, whatever you say now, Uncle Zhang believes you.
As long as you can cure Yueyue, Uncle Zhang can give you a lot of money."
I waved my hand:
"Uncle Zhang, Chu Yue is my classmate.
I'm not here for money today.
Don't worry, I'll take care of Chu Yue's matter later."
After speaking, I took two steps forward.
Facing Steward Li, I said:
"Steward Li, people and ghosts cannot coexist like this.
This way, you will only harm yourself.
After they descend, it may not be as good as you say..."
Steward Li, after hearing my words, shook his head:
"Mr. Qin, Daoist Qin.
Please don't harm them, mother and son.
I heard that people who die in car accidents or other accidents have to be punished after they descend.
I just, I just don't want them to suffer after they descend.
I also just want to spend more time with them, mother and son, and borrow some luck.
The Chairman's family has strong luck, shining with glory.
I just want them, mother and son, to borrow some luck, so they don't suffer after descending, and can have a good life in their next life.
I have never harmed the Chairman's family, nor have I harmed Miss Chu Yue.
Normally, they are only in the garage, and they have never done anything bad..."
Steward Li explained while crying.
He was really scared that I would harm his wife and child with the peach wood sword in my hand.
But regarding his mention of "attaching to the Zhang family's luck,"
I was actually a bit confused.
Before, I only heard my master say that wandering ghosts, if lost in the human world, cannot descend.
But if they were fortunate enough to drift to the vicinity of a temple, or to hear eminent monks chanting scriptures and performing rituals for salvation for a long time, they could indeed sow the seeds of karmic affinity with Buddhism.
However, no one could say for sure what their next life would be like.
This matter was very ethereal. It was not something I, a newcomer to the field, could explain clearly.
Even an eminent monk might not be able to interpret it.
If I, a person in this profession, didn't understand it, how could a steward without any cultivation understand these things?
So I asked another question:
"Who told you all this?"
Steward Li swallowed and looked up at me:
"A, a non-human, non-human Daoist.
The night my wife and child died in a car accident.
He found me and gave me a box.
He told me that as long as my wife and child lived inside it.
And were fostered in a family with strong luck.
Every year, I had to take the box to a designated location to find him.
After ten years, when my wife and child had absorbed enough luck, they could help me save them.
He would help them, help them have a life superior to others in their next life.
The Chairman has abundant fortune, and I work here as a steward, so, so I, I made a mistake..."
After speaking, Steward Li began to kowtow to Zhang Youguo repeatedly, begging for forgiveness.
A non-human Daoist? A box, luck, fostering...
Listening to it, it didn't sound like anything good.
Zhang Youguo next to me spoke coldly:
"Old Li, my Zhang family treated you well.
Are you saying that for the ten years since your wife and child died.
They have been fostered in my house, stealing my family's luck?"
Steward Li, reprimanded like this, began to cry and kowtow again:
"Ch-Chairman, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I, I just want my wife and son to not have such a hard life in the next one.
I'm really, really sorry..."
After speaking, his forehead broke, and blood flowed out.
I was shocked.
I never expected that I came to deal with Zhang Chu Yue's sleep problem today.
And accidentally stumbled upon the conspiracy of her steward fostering ghost wife and child, stealing the Zhang family's luck.
But I was even more concerned about the whereabouts of that box.
And the Daoist behind him who advised him, who was a "non-human Daoist."
I continued to ask:
"Steward Li, where is that box?"
"In, in the storage room!"
Steward Li raised his head, blood all over it, and pointed to the storage room.
I looked towards the storage room and walked directly over.
As soon as I reached the storage room, I felt a heavy Yin energy.
Opening my celestial eye, I directly located the source of the Yin energy.
In the corner, there was indeed a black wooden box.
I walked closer and picked up the wooden box.
The wooden box was only palm-sized.
Although small, it felt like a solid piece of iron.
It was heavy and very cold.
On it was carved a twisted character "幽" (You).
All the Yin energy was emanating from inside the box.
I wanted to open it, but no matter how hard I tried, the box wouldn't budge.
I took the box and walked out of the room.
"This, this is the box,"
Steward Li said.
His wife and son also looked at me fearfully.
"Why can't this box be opened?"
Steward Li shook his head:
"I don't know, but every year when I meet that Daoist.
He, he can open it.
Each time, he can take out a white bead from inside.
He said that if ten beads were gathered, my wife and son could reincarnate.
There are only a few days left, just a few more days and it will be ten years, and there will be ten beads.
Please, Daoist Qin, spare my wife and son. When the time comes, I will give you the box.
He will definitely be able to save my wife and son.
Then they can reincarnate and become wealthy people in their next life.
You, you give it back, give it back to me!
I beg you, please..."
I looked at the box in my hand, with rolling Yin energy.
No matter how I looked at it, it didn't seem like a good item, exuding malevolence everywhere.
Could such a thing truly save wandering souls? Could it bring them wealth in their next life?
I didn't really believe it.
But I didn't jump to conclusions, as there were too many mysteries in this profession.
I didn't recognize this thing.
I just took out my phone and took a picture, then sent it to my master.
At the same time, I used voice to briefly explain Steward Li and his fostered mother and son ghosts stealing luck.
Asking him to see what this thing was and how to deal with it.
Finally, I said to Steward Li:
"Steward Li, this box has very heavy Yin energy and exudes malevolence.
I've already sent the picture to my master.
I'll keep the item for you for now.
If my master judges that it's fine, I will return it to you.
If there's a problem, I'll have to help you deal with it in another way!
But rest assured, I will not harm your wife and son.
And I can also send them down according to my methods..."
Hearing this, Steward Li's expression suddenly sank.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and he suddenly became frenzied:
"No, no.
Just a few days left, just a few days until ten years.
My wife and son are still counting on reincarnating as wealthy people.
We cannot let our efforts be in vain, cannot let our efforts be in vain.
Give it back to me, give it back to me..."