"Thank you, Master Zhao, take care."
Mu Xiang, holding the talismans, gradually disappeared from Zhao Yan's sight.
Zhao Yan smiled as she looked at the items that had appeared on the table.
Wu Jiaxin was clearing the teacups from the table. As she picked one up, she looked at it under the light from above and exclaimed in surprise.
"Sister Zhao, who folded flowers out of spirit money? That's so unique."
"It was left by a friend. Hang it by the window."
"Okay!"
The next morning, Wen Jiangping returned with Mu Xiang's mother and Mu Lan.
Wen Jiangping treated Mu Lan with utmost respect, as if she were an elder ancestor.
The previous night had been a nightmare for him.
"Have you made up your mind?" Zhao Yan asked.
Wen Jiangping nodded quickly. "I have. I'll do as Master Zhao says. If I don't, I might lose my life."
"Good. According to what I said, transfer the car and the house to Mu Lan. Make sure you treat her well."
As she spoke, Zhao Yan leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "If you still can't control your hands, you'll die a very unpleasant death."
Wen Jiangping looked at Zhao Yan in terror, unable to understand how she knew.
Zhao Yan smiled at him.
She picked up an abacus and clicked it several times.
"The fee is eighteen thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight. Cash or scan?"
"Ah! That's so expensive?!"
Mu Xiang's mother was startled. Thinking that it was a skill that could save a life, she figured such a price was reasonable and took out her phone.
Zhao Yan covered the QR code with her hand. "Mr. Wen needs to pay, as he is the one involved."
Wen Jiangping reluctantly took out his phone and scanned it.
"Alipay received eighteen thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight yuan."
"I recommend you buy the Tranquility Talisman, the Serenity Talisman, and the Peace of Mind Talisman..."
"We're having a promotion in the shop now. These nine talismans will only cost eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight yuan, and they can ensure your well-being."
Wen Jiangping looked at Zhao Yan with some suspicion.
Seeing Zhao Yan's expression of genuine concern for him, and thinking about his own life, he took out his phone and scanned again.
"Here are your talismans. Please take good care of them. We welcome you back next time," Zhao Yan said.
"Bye-bye, Sister," Mu Lan waved at Zhao Yan, took off the peace buckle from her neck, and winked at her.
Zhao Yan replied, "Bye-bye."
Wu Jiaxin, seeing that all the talismans on the table had been sold, couldn't help but chuckle. "Sister Zhao, these few talismans have been sitting here unsold for ages, and today they've all sold out at once."
Compared to customers, people preferred to buy talismans for peace and safety.
Zhao Yan smiled. "Our earnings today must be close to twenty thousand, right?"
"About that."
As she spoke, Zhao Yan turned and looked towards the shop entrance.
With a jingle, Wu Jiaxin immediately turned around. "Welcome!"
"Hello, please come in and have a seat. Would you like tea or coffee?"
"What type of talismans are you looking to buy?"
Zhao Yan looked up and saw a wealthy elderly woman walking in first.
Behind her was a woman in her thirties, holding the hands of two little girls, slowly walking into the shop.
Upon closer inspection, the woman in her thirties had a slightly bulging belly.
"Zhaoti, Ruonan, hurry and come inside with Grandma," the old woman beckoned.
The two little girls quickly walked to the old woman's side.
"I want to buy a pregnancy-protection talisman. I saw online that you sell them here, and I'd like to get a few for my daughter-in-law."
Wu Jiaxin scratched the back of her head and looked towards Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan said, "Give her a protective talisman. As long as her body is safe, it's equivalent to protecting the pregnancy."
The old woman smiled. "A protective talisman is good."
She quickly said to Zhao Yan, "Master, your shop has a very good reputation online, and people say you are very capable. I'd like you to take a look and tell me about my daughter-in-law's unborn child."
As she said this, she quickly waved at Zhao Yan. "I'm not biased towards boys; I just want to know if my daughter-in-law's baby is healthy."
"I'm sorry, elderly lady. This is a shop that sells talismans, not a medical clinic. We can't tell if the baby in the womb is healthy."
Wu Jiaxin pointed outside with her finger. "If you want to check if the baby is healthy, you can go that way. That's the People's Hospital."
"Hey, you little girl, do I need you to tell me the way to the People's Hospital?" The old woman rolled her eyes at Wu Jiaxin.
Just as Wu Jiaxin was about to speak, Zhao Yan walked over and took the woman's wrist.
From the moment the woman entered the shop, Zhao Yan had sensed that she walked heavily. After gripping her wrist, she noticed the woman's hands were cold.
"You can't just eat anything anymore. If you continue to eat indiscriminately, your health will be in danger," Zhao Yan said seriously.
"And you specifically eat things with strong Yang energy."
The woman gasped and whispered to Zhao Yan, "My mother wants me to have a son, so she makes me eat all sorts of strange things, saying they'll help me give birth to a boy."
"Master, please, please make my mother see reason. I deliberately tricked her into coming here."
"I told her your shop has talismans that can help conceive a son, and she immediately brought me here. I really can't persuade her."
From the names of the two little girls, Zhao Yan understood what was going on.
She took out a talisman and walked towards the old woman.
"Elderly lady, don't focus your attention on your daughter-in-law. Your own condition is quite serious."
"Do you feel soreness in your shoulders when you sleep, sometimes have difficulty breathing, and always feel like someone is stepping on you? Especially your waist, it always aches with sharp pains."
The old woman gasped. "How did you know?"
Zhao Yan handed her the talisman. "You have been contaminated by Yin entities. The reason you don't have grandchildren yet is because of you."
"If you continue to be so sharp-tongued and mean, you will never have grandchildren. People should be kind in heart and speech, and do more good deeds."
"This talisman is an exorcism talisman. Place it under your pillow and recite scriptures before sleeping every day."
Hearing Zhao Yan's words, the old woman looked stunned and pointed at herself. "It's my problem?"
Zhao Yan said earnestly, "Monks do not speak falsehoods. It is indeed your problem. Did you do something bad in the past? Think carefully, those bad deeds must be affecting you."
"Stop making your daughter-in-law suffer."
The old woman thought carefully and suddenly remembered something, exclaiming, "Is it that incident?"
Zhao Yan had no idea what incident she was referring to, but quickly nodded. "Yes, that incident."
"Please make your payment here."
Watching the old woman pay in a daze, Wu Jiaxin was shocked. "Sister Zhao, how did you know about her symptoms?"
Zhao Yan replied, "When you're seventy or eighty years old, you'll also feel backaches and pains."