Chapter 20: Offering Memorial Tablets
"This is my lifeblood!" The woman was holding the child in her arms, crying inconsolably. The child's face was blue and purple, his eye sockets were sunken, and he had lost his breath.

"Where's the doctor, where's the shopkeeper, pay for my son's life!" Behind the woman was a man holding a knife in his hand, looking sad and angry, as if he was going to fight for his life.

"What's going on?" The door was quickly filled with people.

"Why are there so many troubles in Hui'an Hall recently? I heard that someone came to cause trouble two days ago. Someone came to have a fetus. After taking the medicine and drinking it, the fetus was aborted. I heard that the woman had a hard time getting pregnant. Who knew something would happen? ?”

"I've also heard about this. In the end, the husband and wife of Hui'an Hall came forward to compensate and fired the doctor who prescribed the medicine."

"Why did something happen again today? Who will dare to come here to get medicine and see a doctor in the future?"

……

The onlookers were talking a lot, and the two people were still making trouble. Cheng Jiachuan and others glanced at Qiao Mu vaguely, and Ye Tianjun said in time: "You two, wait a moment, the shopkeeper will treat you well."

The shopkeeper responded quickly.

At this time, Cheng Jiachuan stepped forward and said to the woman and man: "You two, let the doctor see what's going on with the child first, and then we'll make further arguments."

The man over there saw the people coming, but didn't listen to Cheng Jiachuan at all. He stepped forward with a knife: "My children are gone, what are you talking about?"

At the shopkeeper's signal, Qiao Mu pulled Song Zhiqing towards the counter and grabbed the ink stick on the counter.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the knife was knocked to the ground, and the man's hands were shaking.

Everyone looked at Qiao Mu in surprise. Qiao Mu's eyes were clear and his expression was as calm as if he were watching a show.

"You can speak slowly." Qiao Mu said.

After Qiao Mu looked at Cheng Jiachuan, Song Zhiqing motioned to the shopkeeper: "Close the door first and wait until the matter is resolved." He intuitively felt that this matter was not simple.

The shopkeeper immediately reached the door and closed the door to block the view.As for the doctor on the side, he also stepped forward to check on the child's condition, but the woman did not want to.

Qiao Mu stepped forward: "Your son is gone. He was weak and could not live to be ten years old."

In other words, it is immediately hopeless.

"My son! You are talking nonsense. My son is obviously well... ugh..." the woman sobbed and hugged the child tightly, with anger on her face. Her son was only eight years old, but he was born in poor health. Recently, it seemed that she was getting better and could get out of bed, so she came to Hui'an Hall to check again, but unexpectedly she was prescribed a dose of medicine and died immediately.

Qiao Mu looked at the little boy next to the woman, whose transparent body was sobbing silently. Unfortunately, no one could see it except her.

"Your son will be sad if you cry." Qiao Mu pointed to the side.

The shopkeepers suddenly felt the hairs on their backs stand up.

There was nothing next to the woman. What did Qiao Mu mean by pointing her finger there?
Only Song Zhiqing knew that Qiao Mu might have seen something.

"Yuan'er?" The woman looked at Qiao Mu blankly after hearing this. Her eyes were red, dazed and helpless, with the same expression as the little boy.

The little boy was looking at the woman's silent tears. He was lying there and said softly: "Aniang, don't cry. Yuan'er is a good boy. Yuan'er is very obedient... But Aniang, why can't Yuan'er touch you?"

The little boy's fingers tried to wipe away the woman's tears, but they passed through again and again. The woman seemed to feel a cold feeling in the corners of her eyes. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and burst into tears: "Yuan'er!"

"Aniang! Daddy..." Yuan'er cried, but without a single tear, he passed through the bodies of women and men again and again.The man sat on the ground with his eyes wet silently.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Mu couldn't help but walked forward and squatted down. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little sore in her nose.

A family separated by yin and yang.

She gently put her hand on the little boy's forehead: "You are a good boy. If you have anything to say, I will help you convey it."

The woman's pupils shrank and she looked at Qiao Mu tremblingly, her mouth half-opened as if she had lost her words.

Qiao Mu slowly spoke: "Mom, Yuan'er misses you very much. Yuan'er must be good. Take good care of yourself. Yuan'er will look to you as his parents in the next life..."

At this sad moment, everyone present could not help but blush.

"Go ahead, don't be obsessed, be reincarnated obediently, and you will have a good body in the next life..." Her eyes turned to the woman from the side: "You will have a good life and take good care of your body. If you are destined to have a son in the future, maybe it will be Yuan'er."

"We can compensate." At this time, Cheng Jiachuan took over and stepped forward with heavy steps: "We are responsible for everything including his burial."

After hearing this, the woman and the man cried bitterly: "But it's my son's life. I would rather my son live than have to be held responsible and compensated by you."

"I know that you two have a deep relationship." Qiao Mu stated somewhat cruelly: "But your son can't stand the medicine. Even if he can, he can only live to be ten years old."

"But this time, the medicine hall is more responsible." She turned to look at Cheng Jiachuan: "I told you when I came here last time that if someone died here, or you had contact with the dead, if something happens, you can come to Shangyang Village to find him. Me, but you didn’t come.”

"Now the evil spirit is gathering in the entire medicine hall..." She looked at Cheng Jiachuan with an extremely indifferent look: "But it's not a dead person, but someone is offering a memorial tablet here."

Cheng Jiachuan's face suddenly changed, and his voice was hard: "What did you say?"

Ye Tianjun's expression was also extremely serious. He thought of Cheng Jiachuan's donation of Xu Wanyao's tablet.

"It seems that there is indeed one." Qiao Mu glanced at the expressions of the two people, and even the face of the shopkeeper on the side changed several times.

"Dare I ask you, girl, how to solve this matter? If you don't care... what will be the consequences?" Ye Tianjun saw Cheng Jiachuan clenching his hands into fists and his face was extremely ugly. He knew that Cheng Jiachuan was still soft-hearted, so he spoke directly.

"Given the money, it can be solved."

"If you don't care..." Qiao Mu glanced at everyone: "No one in the medicine hall can be spared."

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and Cheng Jiachuan's body was shaking: "Impossible, I obviously didn't do anything!" He just placed A Yao's tablet in the room: "A Yao wouldn't do these things!"

"She must have been resentful when she died. Her resentment turned into a ghost, and her soul could not enter the underworld and became a ghost. She asked you to offer a memorial tablet in this Hui'an Hall, because the customers who come and go in Hui'an Hall every day are patients, and their bodies are weak, and Yin Qi can easily invade. , she uses this to absorb Yin Qi to increase her strength.

If someone dies because of this, she will devour the soul and grow faster. "

"Over time, she turned into a fierce ghost and sucked people's energy and blood. Even you will not let her go." Qiao Mu looked at Cheng Jiachuan's pale face and continued: "Your Yintang has turned black, and the Yin energy has entered your body. It will last for at least half a month. You will also die from this!"

The medicine boy on the side swallowed and spit, his face turned pale, and he seemed to understand the meaning of Qiao Mu's previous words, why he said he would die: "Master, I don't want to die, help me!"

"Jiachuan, Xu Wanyao is dead, how stubborn will you be before you give up?" Ye Tianjun said in a heavy tone. He didn't believe Qiao Mu's words at first, but Qiao Mu was right about many things. He would rather believe what he said than what he didn't!

(End of this chapter)

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