You Yao Qi

With that, he cast a Cleansing Spell on Sun Yigao.

Sun Yigao only saw the youth in front of him point a finger at him seemingly at random.

In the next moment, the water and mud stains on his body were completely wiped away. He was now much cleaner from head to toe than when he had first put on these clothes this morning.

Sun Yigao was so astonished that he was left speechless.

Beside them, Jiang Youfu's eyes also widened in shock. His mind was filled with a barrage of expletives that he desperately wanted to vent to his Brother Xiao.

However, mindful of Sun Yigao's presence, he sensibly kept his mouth shut and tried his best to rein in his astonishment for the time being.

Lin Xiao smiled faintly at Sun Yigao:

"As you can see, we are actually immortal cultivators."

Jiang Youfu nodded repeatedly in full cooperation.

Sun Yigao knew Jiang Youfu; he was the chubby kid from the Jiang family who lived behind his house.

When they were young, during the New Year, he had even drooled over the pastries his mother had bought for him from the county town.

However, he did not know Lin Xiao.

Seeing his expression, Lin Xiao realized that he hadn't introduced himself.

"Ahem, Brother Sun might not know me. I am the youngest son of the Lin family's second branch, Lin Xiao. Lin Dayou is my father, and Old Master Lin is my grandfather."

Sun Yigao came to a sudden realization.

He pondered for a moment and said,

"You... want to help my mother?"

Lin Xiao didn't want to make absolute promises, only saying:

"We don't know the exact situation with your mother yet, so we can't make any guarantees, but we can give it a try. Anyway... I am confident that we are better than that shaman in your courtyard."

Sun Yigao also felt that the shaman was unreliable, but unfortunately, his grandmother believed in her.

Right now, his family had no other good options. Sun Yigao thought to himself, it wouldn't hurt to let them take a look.

He then nodded at Lin Xiao and said,

"If you can truly save my mother, I, Sun Yigao, will be forever indebted to you and will repay your kindness with everything I have!"

"Please, follow me."

The three youths, one older and two younger, walked briskly toward the Sun residence.

When the three returned to the Sun residence, the shaman had already finished her ritual.

She was currently holding a handkerchief, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Earning this money took physical labor, indeed.

When Landlord Sun saw his son return, bringing two young men with him, he felt pleased.

"Hello, Uncle Sun," Jiang Youfu, who was more familiar with Landlord Sun, greeted him first.

Lin Xiao closely followed, saying, "Hello, Uncle Sun."

Landlord Sun nodded amiably at the two of them and looked at Lin Xiao:

"This is Dayou's second boy, right?"

Lin Xiao stepped forward and said obediently,

"That's right, my name is Lin Xiao."

Landlord Sun smiled, "Good, good, good. I still have some matters to attend to, so you boys go ahead and have fun." He then turned to Sun Yigao and said, "Gao'er, entertain your friends well."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the main house with the shaman.

Sun Yigao first led the two of them to his own room.

As soon as they entered the room, Lin Xiao asked about the situation before Aunt Sun started acting abnormally.

Sun Yigao pondered for a moment and shook his head, saying:

"Yesterday, my mother was perfectly fine. When she came back from the town, she even said she had bought a wild pheasant for me and was going to cook pheasant meat today to nourish my body. However, this morning, after my father woke up, he noticed something was wrong with my mother. We found a very experienced old doctor from the county to take a look, but he couldn't find any problems and only said my mother's body was a bit weak."

Now that they were inside the Sun residence, not far from the main house where Aunt Sun was, the aura that Lin Xiao had only faintly sensed before was now much clearer.

Lin Xiao closed his eyes and carefully compared this aura with the surroundings for a moment.

Then he opened his eyes and said to Sun Yigao:

"There is a very strange aura coming from your mother's room. If I'm not mistaken, this might be demonic aura."

Sun Yigao was extremely surprised:

"Demonic aura? How is that possible! Could a demon have entered my house?"

Lin Xiao stroked his chin. Thinking of the wild pheasant that Sun Yigao mentioned his mother had bought yesterday, he asked:

"Where is the wild pheasant your mother bought yesterday?"

Sun Yigao didn't expect him to suddenly ask about the wild pheasant. He was stunned for a moment and said:

"I don't know either, but it should be placed in the kitchen..."

"Let's go take a look."

The three of them came to the Sun family's kitchen and found that there were no living creatures inside. However, beside the firewood pile, there was a small cage that had been pecked open.

Lin Xiao stroked the broken hole in the cage and nodded slightly, saying:

"This still has the same aura lingering on it as the one emanating from the main house."

Now everyone had a good idea of what was going on. It seemed that the culprit behind Aunt Sun's delirium was most likely this wild pheasant that had been bought.

Sun Yigao then said:

"I'll go explain it to my father; he should allow us to go in and check. It's just that my grandmother will be a bit troublesome. She definitely won't believe a few kids like us. Later, I'll find a way to lure her away, and then you guys can enter the room to check on my mother."

After saying that, Sun Yigao told Lin Xiao and Jiang Youfu to return to his room and wait.

Sun Yigao entered the main house.

The shaman was handing a large packet of talisman ashes to Granny Sun, deliberately lowering her voice to sound profound:

"These talisman ashes are a closely guarded secret of my sect. Divide these ashes into three portions, boil them into water, and have her drink it three times a day. No evil spirits will ever dare to come near her again, and by then, she will regain her sanity."

Granny Sun hastily took the talisman ashes and thanked her profusely:

"Oh my, Shaman Jiang's divine power is truly mighty, you are practically a living Bodhisattva! I thank Shaman Jiang on behalf of my daughter."

Shaman Jiang waved her hand and said:

"I am eager to save lives, but these talisman ashes are precious items of my sect. They gather the essence of the sun and moon, and it took our sect members years of effort to draw less than ten of them. Moreover, the materials consumed are all extremely valuable. The cost..."

Granny Sun hurriedly interjected:

"Yes, yes, yes, rest assured, Shaman, the cost of these divine talismans will naturally be borne by us. How could we let your sect expend effort and money for nothing! Changfu, oh you tactless man, why aren't you offering the money to the Shaman yet?"

Since his mother-in-law had spoken, what else could Landlord Sun say? He had no choice but to obediently reach into his pocket.

The shaman's slightly narrowed eyes opened a bit wider. She cast a glance at Landlord Sun, who was about to fish out some broken silver from his waist, and said to Granny Sun:

"Old sister, when I said earlier that the materials consumed were extremely valuable, I wasn't bluffing. Even excluding the time and cultivation base spent on crafting these talismans, the material cost alone is no less than ten taels of silver per piece. I'm not trying to be blunt, old sister, but without me, I'm afraid your daughter... wouldn't survive past tonight..."

Hearing this, Granny Sun was taken aback, but she still said:

"What the Shaman says is right. Changfu, we can't let the Shaman work for nothing. Including the divine talismans, you have to give at least fifteen taels to barely repay the Shaman's life-saving grace!"

For a village family, fifteen taels was an amount of silver they might not see in their entire lifetimes. Even for Sun Changfu, whose family had some spare wealth, it was not a sum he could easily take out.

If his wife had been cured, it would be a different story.

The problem was that right now, his wife showed absolutely no signs of improvement.

Sun Changfu, who was merely a small landlord, raised his eyes and looked at his mother-in-law, then looked at his legal wife lying on the bed. He let out a heavy sigh and said:

"Wait a moment." He then turned around and left the room.

Sun Yigao, who was standing by the door, didn't make a sound. Seeing his father leave the room and head toward the side wing, he followed him.

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