Rebirth of Fortune Talisman

Chapter 14 Blood Relationship

"Old sir, please help me to see my sister."

Tang Guofeng stayed there for a long time before he came to his senses. He grabbed Mr. Shen and asked the old man to help him diagnose Tang Guohua's pulse.

Old Mr. Shen smiled, sat down and pressed Tang Guohua's wrist for a while: "Guofeng, your sister is in good health, but she has been in a coma and hungry for the past few days, and her body is a little weak, just eat more."

"Yes, yes, more nourishment, more nourishment." Tang Guofeng nodded vigorously.

On the contrary, Uncle Tang frowned, bowed his hands to Mr. Shen and asked, "Old Mr., my daughter is possessed by a Yin God. Has she lost her vitality?"

Old Mr. Shen was surprised, he glanced at Uncle Tang and said with a smile: "It's okay, that's not an ordinary Yin god, it's a spirit enshrined by incense, it can also be called a spirit, but even though it's a spirit, it's enshrined by incense , so it is not sinister in itself.”

Uncle Tang let out a sigh of relief.

Mr. Shen stood up and bowed his hands to Uncle Tang again: "Mr., where did you get this talisman? Shen originally thought that the Chinese talisman had fallen, and no one could draw talismans anymore. I didn't expect..."

Tang Guofeng was confused by the conversation between these two people.

He looked at Uncle Tang, and then at Mr. Shen: "No, that, you, what do you mean by that? Could it be that my sister is really possessed by something, and that talisman really works."

Old Mr. Shen smiled: "Naturally, you also watched it. Your sister woke up after a while after pouring the talisman water. If you say it doesn't work, you are lying to a fool."

Tang Guofeng slapped his head, feeling that his firm belief over the years had been shaken: "There are really such mysterious things in this world."

Uncle Tang glared: "How dare you treat your father as a fool, how can a charlatan draw some ghostly symbols and get away with 1 yuan?"

Tang Guofeng quickly waved his hand: "No, that's not what it means, but it is, I just don't believe it."

Old Mr. Shen interjected: "How many letters do young people today have? I can't blame you for saying it. If you were someone else, you wouldn't believe it."

"Ah!" Uncle Tang sighed heavily: "The talisman seller is kind-hearted and didn't ask for more from me. This is probably because of the current world. The life of these magicians is not easy. Let's put it in the past. If you don’t have tens of thousands of oceans, you don’t even want to ask someone to draw a pen.”

Tang Guofeng still didn't believe it, he just felt that this was serious, but it was worth tens of thousands of oceans just for drawing such an incomprehensible thing?
Uncle Tang also saw what Tang Guofeng was thinking, and pointed at Mr. Shen: "If you don't believe me, just ask Mr. Shen."

Mr. Shen nodded heavily: "Old Tang's words are true. You are young and don't know this. We have passed through that era. At that time, in the world, alas, Taoist warlocks were highly respected."

"Then this talisman is real?" Tang Guofeng still felt at a loss for what he saw today.

Old Mr. Shen blew his beard and stared: "It has been handed down since ancient times. Could it be that there are still fakes? If you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Tang Guohua was half lying on the bed, dazed, not understanding what his brother and father were talking about.

Uncle Tang looked at Tang Guofeng, then pointed at Old Mr. Shen: "Okay, your sister is awake too, you can drink tea with the old man in the living room first, and I will have a word with your sister."

Tang Guofeng hurriedly led Mr. Shen out to drink tea, while Uncle Tang stayed in the room. After a while, he helped Tang Guohua out.

Seeing that Tang Guohua was walking in circles, he must have been made like a dream by this incident.

Uncle Tang asked Tang Guohua to sit down, and he went to talk to Mr. Shen. Uncle Tang has a lot of research on Chinese studies, and he loves antiques all his life. He has a good eye. Mr. Shen is also good at antiques. Very proficient, two people can talk about one thing.

Speaking of this, it would be endless, and Tang Guofeng couldn't sit still.

In the end, old Mr. Shen was about to get up and leave soon after seeing the weather.

Uncle Tang sent him out. At the door, Mr. Shen stopped and asked Uncle Tang in a low voice, "Which expert did you buy that talisman from? It's really cheap for 1 yuan."

"Hehe." Uncle Tang smiled, but did not answer.

Old Mr. Shen sighed: "Forget it, maybe these high-ranking people have very weird tempers, and I don't want to be able to get acquainted, but if there are difficulties in the future, I ask you to help me find out."

"Okay." Uncle Tang thought about Song Linxian's appearance, and what she said about the lack of money nowadays, and agreed without thinking about it.

Mainly, he thought Mr. Shen should be quite rich, so he thought that he might be able to help Song Linxian earn more money from Mr. Shen in the future.

Mr. Shen was so grateful that he bowed his hands and said goodbye.

Song family
Song Linxian got up before five o'clock. She ran to a nearby small park to meditate and practice, and absorbed some innate purple energy when the sun came out. By the time she finished her practice, it was already past six o'clock.

She hurriedly bought breakfast, and the whole family hadn't woken up when she got home.

Song Linxian put away the soya-bean milk and fried dough sticks he bought, made two more dishes of pickles and fermented bean curd, and then went to wake Song De and Fang Fang up.

After breakfast, Song Linxian packed the books, and when she was doing her homework, she couldn't help laughing at the neatly arranged homework in her hands.

After carrying his schoolbag, Song Linxian went out to greet Song De and Fang Fang. Fang Fang also told Song Linxian, "Remember to buy food when you come back at noon."

Song Linxian agreed, and Fang Fang said, "I get off work late at night, so you remember to cook for Yuxian and the others. Also, remember to wash the dishes at home, remember to tidy up the clothes, and don't forget to sweep the floor."

Song Linxian didn't refute, but agreed with a smile.

Only then did Fang Fang go back to her room contentedly, tidy up and get ready to go to work.

"Remember to wash the dishes!"

Song Yuxian picked up his schoolbag and made a face at Song Linxian when he went out.

"My clothes are dirty, wash them after school." Song Wenbin told Song Linxian confidently.

Song Linxian didn't say a word, and silently picked up his schoolbag and went out. While walking to school, he missed the real relatives of the Shen family.

She has been doing housework since she was a child in the Song family, such as washing and cooking. She started doing it when she was not as tall as a pot, but Song Yuxian and Song Wenbin were spoiled and never did it.

At first, she thought it was because she was the eldest sister that she did more, and she didn't care too much.

But when the mystery was revealed, she realized that she was not from the Song family, so although she didn't know, she was not related by blood to the Song family, and they didn't think she was close, so they put her to death If there is anything else, she will be blamed, and she will become a blame man.

Then think about how the Shen family treated her after she returned to the Shen family in her previous life.

That kind of warmth and intimacy can't be hidden. Although Shen's parents don't like to talk, and they never talk sweetly, they care about her in everything and love her everywhere. They can't hide it from others. It's your own, and you love it no matter what, if it's not your own, or it's raised since childhood, there is a gap.

Song Linxian looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh. He didn't know when he would be able to return to Shen's house and see her parents and brothers.

(End of this chapter)