Lin Xi Hang's eyebrows were furrowed high. Why did this woman look at him as if he were a plague god?
Seeing the two of them frozen, Mother Lin chuckled softly, her voice gentle, "Master Zhao, have you eaten?"
Hearing Mother Lin's words, Zhao Yan touched her stomach, and it rumbled.
"Why don't we eat first?" Mother Lin said to her.
"I want to eat xiao long bao," Zhao Yan said.
Mother Lin said, "Okay."
They went to a roadside stall. Zhao Yan ate twelve baskets of xiao long bao, patted her stomach, and let out a satisfied burp.
Mother Lin and Lin Xi Hang looked at her eating so much, and the mother and son showed expressions of astonishment.
"Oh, Master Zhao, an old Taoist priest entrusted me to give you this note." Mother Lin remembered something, immediately opened her backpack, and took out a piece of paper.
She handed the paper to Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan took a tissue to wipe her mouth and took the paper.
"Child, Master promised to find you a good family. Now Master has found one for you. The rest depends on your efforts."
"Strive to get this man into bed."
"This Lin family is wealthy and powerful!"
"Child, remember to take me home when you become the young madam."
"I can't say more, it's time for prison visitation, and the guard is rushing me from behind. I can only write this much. Don't come to see me, I'm doing well inside."
Zhao Yan was speechless and quickly tore up the note and threw it into the trash can.
This was hardly a good family. Looking at this man's face, his cheeks were flushed, his eye bags were dark and hollow, and he looked like he had a kidney deficiency.
She would become a widow within a year of marrying him.
Recalling the night before the old Taoist priest left, he said he was going somewhere to cultivate himself. Good heavens, he actually went to prison.
"Master Zhao, you look like you just came out of a mental hospital. You probably don't have a place to live. Why don't you come and stay at my place? My house is quite large, and you can also see what's causing my son's condition."
Looking at Mother Lin's smiling, eager expression, Zhao Yan agreed.
Her pockets were cleaner than her face right now. She needed to earn her first bit of money before thinking about anything else. She couldn't go hungry again.
As for what the old man said, it was all nonsense. She didn't believe the words of that old scoundrel.
"That would be great," Mother Lin said, smiling happily when Zhao Yan agreed.
Zhao Yan looked at Lin Xi Hang and saw that he had been staring at her.
Sensing her gaze, Lin Xi Hang finally moved his eyes away.
"By the way, Master Zhao, I feel you are very normal. Why were you sent to a mental hospital?" Mother Lin asked curiously.
After interacting with her, she didn't find anything wrong with this master.
Zhao Yan explained the reason.
Upon hearing that she was persecuted by others, Mother Lin was so angry that she wanted to stand up for Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan expressed her gratitude for Mother Lin's kindness.
However, she was quite well in the mental hospital. It was quiet, she didn't have to do hard labor, and she had food and drink.
Thanks to the past two and a half years, she could concentrate on drawing talismans and significantly improve her success rate.
Mother Lin sighed, calling her a pitiable child, and took her to the Lin family villa in the car.
As soon as Zhao Yan got out of the car, she wanted to turn back. She stared blankly at the Lin family villa and was instantly stunned.
The feng shui layout of this villa was like a vast expanse of land, with the acupoint as the center. Behind it were two small mountains, one higher than the other, divided into the main mountain and the secondary mountain, with the two mountains close to each other.
The deceased buried here would bless their descendants.
In plain language, it was only suitable for the deceased to live here.
Seeing Zhao Yan staring blankly, Mother Lin said with a hint of pride, "Master Zhao, isn't this place quite good?"
"It looks like a coffin lid."
After saying that, Zhao Yan realized something was wrong and quickly changed her words, "Living in this place saves on air conditioning."
Mother Lin exclaimed, "The Master is truly spiritual! As soon as you look at it, you know it saves on air conditioning. No matter how hot it is outside, it's very cool inside."
The yin energy here surged from the ground, like a haunted house. How could it not be cool?
Walking inside, the rooms were quite spacious. It was a three-story villa with beautiful furniture and decoration.
Mother Lin enthusiastically led her to a room.
The walls of the room were all pink.
There were several plush toys on a large bed.
"Master Zhao, you can stay here first," Mother Lin said with a smile.
"Okay," Zhao Yan nodded.
She turned and looked to the left, where an old man was squatting.
This old man was wearing a burial suit and was sitting on the head of the bed, picking his toes.
Looking at Mother Lin's eyes, it was clear that she couldn't see the old man.
Zhao Yan was not afraid, because ghosts were also divided into many types.
Especially ghosts who died of natural causes, most of them were good ghosts.
Fierce ghosts and evil ghosts were like murderers.
You would naturally be afraid of seeing a murderer because you knew there was a high probability that he would harm you.
Since Mother Lin and Lin Xi Hang were still alive, it meant that this place only had too much yin energy and should not be a big problem.
"Then Master Zhao, please get some good rest."
Zhao Yan hummed softly. After Mother Lin left, Zhao Yan walked to the old man's side and clapped her hands in front of him.
"Hey! Old man!"
The old man was stunned and immediately looked up at Zhao Yan, exclaiming in surprise, "You can see me?"
"Uh-huh."
Saying that, Zhao Yan drew a nail clipper with paper, tore it off, and burned it with a lighter.
"Here you go."
The old man took the nail clipper in surprise and then chuckled, "So you're a little Celestial Master."
"Old man, this room is temporarily occupied by me, so could you go to another room tonight? Give me some face, okay?"
Zhao Yan didn't want someone lying next to her while she slept tonight.
The old man pondered for a moment and said, "However, there's going to be a big opera arranged here tonight. I can leave, but I can't guarantee others."
"Today is the day when Old Man Li goes to the underworld to reincarnate. He has been waiting for reincarnation for twenty-three years, so he wants a lively send-off."
"Gongs and drums have all been arranged."
"Is that so?" Zhao Yan touched her chin.
For ghosts, the day of reincarnation was as important as a wedding. If this day was disrupted, she would surely be remembered.
After thinking about it, she opened her backpack and took out a book titled "A Compendium of Talismans."
She had been forced to draw talismans by the old Taoist priest since she was young, and now she knew how to draw quite a few types of talismans.
After more than two hours, two Yin Virtue Talismans were successfully completed.
"These are two Yin Virtue Talismans, each worth twenty points of Yin Virtue. You can exchange them in the underworld, and perhaps it will allow Uncle Li to be reborn into a better life. This is a small gift from a junior," Zhao Yan said with a light smile.
The old man's eyes widened. He took them and praised, "Little Celestial Master really knows how to behave. Good, I'll tell Old Man Li to move the venue to the first floor. I guarantee they won't disturb the Little Celestial Master on the second floor."
"Hehe, thank you, thank you," Zhao Yan chuckled.
Just as she was speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Zhao Yan looked over and saw Lin Xi Hang walking into the room. His eyebrows were tightly knitted, and he looked around. Finding no one in the room, he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you talking to?"
Zhao Yan looked at the old man.
"I, Wu Er Xi," the old man said with a smile.
She said to Lin Xi Hang, "I'm talking to Grandpa Er Xi."
Lin Xi Hang rubbed his forehead. He had already inquired that Zhao Yan had a mental illness with delusions, so he could only conclude that she was having an episode again.
Lin Xi Hang's expression became serious, and he said to her, "I don't know what kind of spell that old Taoist priest cast on my mother, but I never believed in these things. So, please leave tomorrow morning."
After speaking, he noticed Zhao Yan nodding at the empty air and chatting about something.
Lin Xi Hang smiled helplessly. What was the point of talking to a mentally ill person?
He raised his foot and was about to walk towards the door.
Zhao Yan said, "Your girlfriend has a large mole on her butt."
Lin Xi Hang's face showed astonishment. He hadn't seen whether his girlfriend had a mole on her butt because, due to his illness, he was afraid of implicating her.
They hadn't even held hands. If it weren't for Zhang Ci Yu's persistent pleading, he would have broken up long ago because of his illness.
"And you've been cheated on!"