Chapter 363: Chapter 363: The Taoist Priest is Not Simple_1
Sikong Tu’s response immediately caused Zong Shucheng’s brows to furrow tightly.
In order to understand clearly, Zong Shucheng pressed for details and asked, "Taoist Sikong said that my family’s Elder is afflicted by evil? What kind of evil is he afflicted with?"
"Witchcraft."
Sikong Tu’s reply confirmed for Qin Feng that this stubborn Taoist indeed had some real ability. Regardless of whether he was greedy or not, at least he had identified the real cause of the illness.
Therefore, Qin Feng decided to continue to stand by and watch.
"Witchcraft? How could my family’s Elder be afflicted with witchcraft? Our Zong Family, even though we have connections with all kinds of people, have never offended anyone. How could someone use witchcraft to harm my family’s Elder? Who has such audacity? To dare lay a hand on my family’s Elder is to dig one’s own grave!"
Zong Shucheng was furious! The Zong Family had been in Zhonghai for decades, always maintaining a reputation as the good people who offended no one and no one would offend them.
Now, someone was actually using witchcraft against the Zong Family in secret; this was a slap in the face to the Zong Family! How could Zong Shucheng tolerate this?
"Mr. Zong, do not rush. Let’s handle things one by one. The one billion remuneration you offered is for me to save your family’s Elder. After I save your family’s Elder, if you still wish to investigate who is scheming against the Zong Family, I am willing to serve loyally."
This stubborn Sikong Tu was linking one thing to another, one set of services after another, quite the businessman!
"Then please, Taoist Sikong, save my family’s Elder first."
"Alright!"
Sikong Tu agreed, then took out a talisman from his blue cloth bag.
This talisman was drawn on excrement-yellow talisman paper with a flourish, looking like a scrappily written tortoise. The characters on it were crooked and it was written in simplified Chinese.
Although this talisman looked extremely unimpressive, Qin Feng saw profound skill in that shoddily drawn talisman, a kind of skill only a true master could possess.
This Sikong Tu was not as simple as he seemed!
Qin Feng’s interest in him grew. He was especially curious about what tricks this stubborn old man would perform.
Being worldly, Zong Shucheng immediately frowned upon seeing the talisman that Sikong Tu had taken out.
Thinking that he had spent a billion, and this stubborn old man was actually using such a crude talisman to fool him? The more Zong Shucheng thought about it, the worse it tasted!
So, he pointed to that talisman, questioning, "Taoist Sikong, isn’t the talisman you are using a bit too perfunctory? I’ve spent a heavy sum of one billion to treat my father, and you use such a roughly made talisman, isn’t that excessive?"
"If you have poor eyesight and can’t recognize the real thing, then shut your mouth. It’s because of the one billion that I am willing to help drive out the evil and treat your family’s Elder. Though I am greedy for money, I still have integrity. If I can’t cure your family’s Elder today, I’ll take not a penny. So, there is no need for you to interject!"
With Sikong Tu’s statement, Zong Shucheng immediately shut his mouth.
After all, Taoist Sikong had made his position clear; if he couldn’t cure the illness, he would not take a cent, so what was there left for him to say?
However, seeing Sikong Tu’s confidence, the anxiety in Zong Shucheng’s heart had indeed lessened by a great deal.
Seeing that Qin Feng had been watching for quite a while without any reaction, Shangguan Yan gently poked his waist with her finger and then asked, "How is that talisman?"
"It’s drawn carelessly, but the skill is profound."
Qin Feng’s response caught Sikong Tu’s attention, he turned his head to look at Qin Feng and asked with a smile, "Young man, you can understand my talisman?"
"Taoist, your talisman is not drawn with ink, but with ghostly energy, so of course, the skill is extraordinarily profound. However, to truly cure Elder Zong, your talisman still lacks some refinement."
"Lacks refinement? How so?"
"The witchcraft that Elder Zong is suffering from is actually a witch’s curse, and the curse originates from witch’s poison within his body. Without resolving the witch’s poison, the curse cannot be lifted!"
"You’re saying the witch’s curse on Elder Zong comes from the witch’s poison inside him?"
Sikong Tu immediately grabbed Zong Jiliang’s hand again and checked his pulse anew.
This time, Sikong Tu checked for a full three minutes before finishing, then he knitted his white brows.
"Thanks for the reminder, young man, Elder Zong really has been afflicted with witch’s poison. But this witch’s poison is peculiar, something I’ve never encountered before."
Having said this, Sikong Tu, with a beaming face, started to flatter Qin Feng.
"Young man, without even checking the pulse, you knew that Elder Zong had been affected by witch’s poison, surely a prodigious talent. I wonder if you can tell where this witch’s poison that affects Elder Zong originates from, from which sect or faction?"
One must understand the origin of witch’s poison to know the method of detoxification. If the source is unclear, rash attempts at a cure can risk a person’s life!
Sikong Tu was only after money; he would never play with someone’s life. Therefore, he would not take life lightly.
