Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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“Xiao Dian, how did you feel?” Xie Lingya returned to his room in the backyard and asked Xiao Dian about his feelings.
Xiao Dian scratched his head: “It seems… not much.”
Xie Lingya pondered, “I don’t know if it was successful. It’s reasonable to say that worshipping the Dao is the most effective today. I’ll inquire with the underworld later.”
At this time, Xie Lingya heard a commotion and hurried out of the room to see. It turned out that there were too many people and someone in the front was squeezed and fell.
This was the most feared thing in every large-scale event. No matter how many precautions were taken, it could not be prevented. Fortunately, only one person fell and there was no stampede. Xie Lingya hurried to call Hai Guanchao, and the Taoist priest in front also helped the person to the back.
Xie Lingya took a look and said, “Principal Mi?”
Principal Mi said ashamedly: “I am old and was not careful…”
His friend said angrily: “Someone tripped and I almost fell. I couldn’t see who it who doesn’t know how to walk.”
At this time, Hai Guanchao and Fang Zhe also came. Hai Guanchao saw that the wound was quite big, so he said to Fang Zhe: “You come.”
He wanted Fang Zhe to use the hemostatic spell.
Xie Lingya hurriedly said: “This is our principal, use some scientific methods!”
Hai Guanchao heard it and said, okay, then use modern conventional methods of hemostasis.
Principal Mi said puzzledly: “Why, are there unscientific methods?”
Xie Lingya was silent for a while.
Principal Mi’s friend clapped his hands: “Are you the doctor in the clinic over there? Old Mi, I told you, I have a friend who went there for treatment. He had a strange disease that had been bothering him for a long time, and this doctor cured him in one go. He also had someone chant a spell for him.”
Of course Principal Mi remembered it. He just smiled and said nothing at the time. But in his heart, he was wondering how Chinese medicine was going backwards and becoming like the witch doctors of ancient times.
But when he found out that they had connections with the students of his school, Principal Mi couldn’t help but say, “Did you learn the spells in the Taoist temple? My classmate, where do you work part-time…”
He originally thought that it was okay for students to work in formal religious places. The rituals just now could be regarded as a kind of cultural heritage, but chanting spells to cure diseases was too unreliable.
“No, but the Taoist temple also has a spell to stop bleeding. Do you want to try theirs?” Hai Guanchao said indifferently, “Both are quite formal, and the disease can be cured by the spell.”
Principal Mi: “…”
The word “formal” sounded like a joke.
Xie Lingya knew that Hai Guanchao said this deliberately because Principal Mi was questioning the place where he worked “part-time”, so he said speechlessly: “Principal Mi, that is… a folk remedy.”
Chanting a spell is a folk remedy? Why was he so unconvinced? Principal Mi looked at Xie Lingya and thought.
But Principal Mi’s friend encouraged him, “Then try it, I want to see it for myself.”
It’s just chanting a spell, and no strange medicine will be used. While Principal Mi was still thinking, Xie Lingya touched the place where he was injured and chanted a spell. With this idea in mind, Principal Mi just said “ah” and gave up trying to stop him.
“Holding the bell-shaped orchid and phoenix-tail grass in your hand, I will stop the bleeding from the river. No external blood will flow in, and no internal blood will flow out. I am obeying the command of the Supreme Lord Laojun!” Xie Lingya chanted a different hemostatic spell, but it was equally effective. After he finished chanting it, Principal Mi’s wound stopped bleeding instantly, leaving him and his friends in awe.
“This…this…” Principal Mi was speechless for a long time when he saw the bleeding in his wound stop visibly.
Although he had heard many strange stories but only when it happened to him did Principal Mi dare to believe that chanting spells could really stop bleeding.
He had received so many years of scientific education and worked in education himself. How could he look directly at such a “folk remedy”?
Principal Mi’s friend excitedly said, “Master, doctor, I sometimes get tinnitus. Can it be cured?”
“Tinnitus? Let me take your pulse.” Hai Guanchao felt the man’s pulse, pondered for a moment, and then said to Fang Zhe, “You do it.”
Hearing this was something he could treat, Fang Zhe immediately covered the man’s ears with his hands and asked, “How is it?”
At first, there was no response. After two or three seconds, the man suddenly said, “It’s starting to tinnitus…”
Are you curing it or making it worse?
Before he could finish his thought, Fang Zhe pinched his ear and said, “Chi Zi is in the palace, Jiu Zhen is in the room. Please listen to the divine command and investigate the unknown. Taiyi’s flowing light will destroy all evil.”
After he finished speaking, the man felt his cheeks heat up, all the way to his ears, as if heat penetrated his ears. Not only did the tinnitus disappear, but it also felt extremely comfortable.
“No more tinnitus in the future.” Fang Zhe wiped his hands. The man’s ears were a little oily.
Principal Mi watched Hai Guanchao bandage his wound when he suddenly woke up. “I remember now, haven’t we met before? You gave President Gao a talisman!”
Seeing this sudden memory, Xie Lingya could only admit, “Hehehe… It was me. I hadn’t even gotten into graduate school at that time.”
“It was you,” Principal Mi sighed. “You were chanting the spell just now, and I vaguely remembered there was another mage. Is he also from our school? He seemed to be with you last time.”
Xie Lingya: “Yes, he’s more professional, from the Department of Religion.”
Principal Mi laughed. “Our school really is full of hidden talents.” He thought for a moment and said to Xie Lingya, “By the way, do you know anything about feng shui? The school is building new dormitories.”
He was quick to adapt. Once he realized that Xie Lingya and the others really had some unscientific skills, he immediately thought of the school.
“Yes, but it will take a few days to see,” Xie Lingya said hesitantly.
Since even Xiao Dian, the most seriously injured, had almost recovered, Xie Lingya wanted to visit Youdu Mountain. Shi Changxuan had mentioned last time that perhaps the creatures there could help them find the Son of Youdu who had escaped the underworld.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. There’s no rush.” Principal Mi thought he had other things to attend to.
Considering him and his friend, Xie Lingya took two talismans and gave them some dates before leaving.
The principal’s friend said cautiously, “I heard that Master Sa Tianshi’s disciples all know the jujube spell, and that eating dates is said to cure all ailments.”
Xie Lingya: “Uh, no, just some sweet dates I just bought.”
Everyone: “…”
The principal’s friend smiled awkwardly but politely. “Oh, you handed it to me with the talisman. I thought it was something else…”
….
After sending them away, Zhang Daoting returned from handling the follow-up arrangements for the live broadcast and said, “Teacher Xie, the live broadcast platform said they want to broadcast our large-scale rituals in the future as well.”
While their ritual live broadcast was effective, the traffic wasn’t explosive. After all, it was just a traditional ritual, and Xie Lingya couldn’t broadcast ghost hunting. However, since they were above average, they were willing to cooperate long-term, even if it meant enriching the variety of livestreams.
Judging by the number of people who filled out the replies this time, it was no wonder so many temples were starting to livestream rituals, like online incense burning and lotus lantern offerings— it seemed to be a powerful tool for attracting believers from outside the area. The transition from a small temple, attracting locals, to a larger one, attracting visitors from far away, was a perfect example.
“Okay, the Jade Emperor Palace has the information, and we’ll find an artist to make the replies, posters, and other things more polished.” Xie Lingya, being young after all, quickly considered this aspect. The previous layout had been simply created by the platform.
“Also, I’m going on another long journey, and this time I’m taking Fang Zhe with me. The rest of you should be careful. That guy Ma Xiaochuan… never mind, he probably isn’t in the mood to bother us lately,” Xie Lingya pondered.
It wasn’t just a matter of luck; Ma Xiaochuan must be feeling a pang of regret. Cheng Xin and his team were also making significant progress in their investigation. Ning Wanlai, acting as an Impermanent, had provided considerable assistance, and Ma Xiaochuan was quickly becoming overwhelmed.
Xie Lingya had already given Ning Wanlai a seal, telling him to use it to recruit colleagues for help. If all else failed, he could just call him.
“Brother Fang, let’s go too… All right,” Zhang Daoting said, perking up. After all, Fang Zhe was the most capable fighter besides Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan. Despite his limited mobility, he was still considered the heir of the Lu Banshu.
Shi Changxuan, who had been cleaning the altar, returned and tugged at Xie Lingya’s shoulder. Xie Lingya opened his arms and let him take off his robes and fold them.
Xie Lingya continued with a few more instructions, then asked, “By the way, what did you say later in the livestream? Was the atmosphere okay?”
Zhang Daoting grumbled, “It was okay. There were some who asked serious questions, others who kept asking if Teacher Xie had a partner, and whether a Taoist priest could get married… I didn’t dare answer them.”
“If you ignore them, they’ll only get more excited. Tell them I do,” Xie Lingya said casually.
Zhang Daoting laughed heartily.
Xie Lingya stared at him. “What are you laughing at? I really do.”
Zhang Daoting: “…”
Everyone: “…”
Xie Lingya stole a glance at Shi Changxuan, who was calmly packing his robes.
Everyone was stunned for a moment before snapping, “You’re kidding!”
“You have a partner? When did that happen?”
“Who?”
Xie Lingya hummed, then he turned and walked away. “I won’t tell you, I won’t tell you…”
Everyone watched him from behind, each one talking.
“That’s pure bragging. Teacher Xie is talking nonsense again.”
“Don’t be fooled by Teacher Xie’s glamorous appearance. In fact, he doesn’t even have anything.”
“That’s right.”
“Right, Master Shi?”
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