Chapter 606: Persuasion

Meng Jingzhou felt that he had done a lot of good things. Although his background was not very good and he was forced to be with the Meng family, he ran away from home early and broke off relations with the Meng family.

After coming to the Congwendao Sect, he practiced even more diligently, so as not to be found by his father one day and hung up to be beaten.

Is it the result of hanging out with Lu Yang every day?

It's not right either. How could Lu Yang have deep immortal affinity and be able to get the personal guidance of the Immortal Fairy?

Miaoshan blinked, with spring in her face: "Then little monk, how much money do you want?"

"Ten taels of silver."

"Give."

Miaoshan didn't hesitate, took a silver ingot from her sleeve, and patted it on the table.

Shi Chan identified the authenticity of the silver ingot, then turned his head and asked: "Two senior brothers, the female donor has a request, who of you is willing to contribute?"

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

Lu Yang: "..."

"A few days later, when the poor monk has saved enough silver, he will go to the Chunxiang Building again to temper his state of mind."

The middle-aged man drank the tea in one gulp and calmed down.

Miaoshan's expression improved.

"Donor, breaking up a couple is not a good deed. The poor monk will not do this kind of thing for money, which damages merit."

"She used to lose her temper and fast, and she couldn't persist for more than a day. This time she actually persisted for three days. I used the skewers from the 'Come Again' barbecue shop she likes most to tempt her, but it didn't work!"

"What happened to your daughter?"

"It's possible. May I ask, donor, are you driving away evil? According to the poor monk's observation, there is no evil invasion on you, just something in your heart, causing panic and sweating."

Shi Chan poured tea. The teapot contained meditation tea refined by the Hanging Temple.

"I don't agree to this marriage, and she is still fasting. She hasn't eaten for three days in a row!"

"It's not me, it's my daughter."

"Tea is free, please drink."

Shi Chan put his hands together, his expression solemn, and said seriously: "Donor, I am a monk, how can I do this kind of thing?"

The two businesses that were delivered to the door were sent away by Shi Chan, and another half an

"Then can I choose not to pray for a child?"

"You may."

"Master, you can exorcise evil here, right?" A middle-aged man approached Shi Chan, his expression sorrowful and clearly troubled. Deceptive fortune tellers love to swindle such people; as long as they say something ambiguous, the middle-aged man will be convinced the other party is a true master.

"Yesterday's incident at the Chunxiang Pavilion was merely me failing to withstand the test."

"My daughter once went out and met a young man who lived two streets away from our house. From then on, she couldn't stop herself, falling in love with him at first sight. She even said this was a predestined fate and loved him with all her heart."

Shi Chan handed the silver ingot back to Miao Shan.

This time it was Miao Shan's turn to be stunned: "Wait a minute, isn't that you, little monk?"

Miao Shan had a strange expression; judging by your behavior last night, you don't look like a monk at all.

"Moreover, examples of love at first sight have existed since ancient times; they are not a minority."

"However, it is truly inappropriate to go on a hunger strike and risk one's life because of it. I can try to persuade your daughter."

"That would be wonderful."

Shi Chan packed up his stall, and the three of them headed to the middle-aged man's residence together.

On the way to the residence, the three learned that the middle-aged man was named Zhong Ming, who ran a medicinal herb business. His wife died early, and he had raised his daughter alone. His daughter was named Zhong Qing'er, and that young man was named Kang Wei.

He had purchased a three-hundred-year-old lingzhi mushroom that morning. It happened that the owner of the lingzhi was a female Qi Refining stage cultivator, so he asked her if there were any experts who could solve the problem if his daughter was possessed. The female cultivator then recommended Shi Chan, whom she had met at an inn last night.

"So it was Miss Fuling who introduced us." Lu Yang thought to himself, no wonder Zhong Ming asked Shi Chan if he could exorcise evil right away, without even going through the process of suspecting he was a fraud.

The residence was not small, with three courtyards, and the family even employed several servants.

Zhong Ming led the three to Zhong Qing'er's boudoir, where cold food and grilled skewers were laid out on the floor.

"This is my daughter's boudoir. Uh, Master, as a monk, are you allowed to enter a boudoir?"

"Naturally, I can." Shi Chan pushed the door open and walked into the boudoir in a straightforward manner.

This was an ordinary boudoir, with a round tea table in the center, burnt-out candles, miscellaneous books, and items like a bronze mirror and rouge powder placed against the wall.

Zhong Qing'er lay on the bed, pale from hunger. Seeing her father bring in a monk and two other people whose identities she didn't know, she said in a dying voice:

"If I cannot be with Kang Lang, then I would rather starve to death!"

"Miss, I am here to persuade you to eat some food. If you choose to starve to death, I also provide funeral services here, though the price is higher than persuasion."

"I am actually quite skilled at funeral services. I worked in a slaughterhouse for over a year, and the number of livestock that died by my hands is countless; all those livestock were sent to the afterlife by me."

Shi Chan took out that large banner again and pointed to the two characters for "Funeral Service" written on it, proving he was not lying.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou tried hard to put on a solemn appearance, like Shi Chan's left and right protectors.

Zhong Qing'er: "..."

"I am not good with words and lack the eloquence of Mr. Wu Yu, so it is difficult for me to persuade you successfully. However, I have Grain Bigu Pills here, which can force you to eat."

"If you are unwilling, I can also throw you out of the residence and onto the street. When no one cares about your safety and you have no family to rely on, you will naturally be willing to eat."

Zhong Qing'er's face turned paler the more she heard.

Zhong Ming was also shocked; the Master looked kind, but his methods were not kind at all.

Zhong Qing'er was so frightened by Shi Chan that tears welled up in her eyes. Had her father brought home a monk or a butcher?

"I, I will eat."

She was just trying to scare her father; she didn't actually want to starve to death.

"Can I have grilled skewers from the barbecue shop again?"

"No. You have not eaten for three days; binge eating could be life-threatening. You should stick to a light diet."

Shi Chan turned his head and said to Zhong Ming: "Please prepare a bowl of white porridge."

Zhong Ming was first startled, not expecting his daughter to agree to eat so quickly, then overjoyed, and immediately went out to cook himself.

Before long, Zhong Qing'er was drinking white porridge in small sips with a spoon.

"Thanks to the Master. I wonder how much incense money is appropriate for the Master?"

Shi Chan shook his head: "We cannot leave yet. Your daughter is indeed possessed; there is a very faint fluctuation of magic power on her."

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou nodded secretly; they had also noticed this. Zhong Qing'er had clearly been subjected to a spell, which was why she had become like this.

It was just unclear what kind of spell had been cast, or rather, what kind of spell makes one fall in love with someone?

"She has been hit by the Illusion Dream Spell." The Decayed Fairy instantly identified the spell cast on Zhong Qing'er.

"Illusion Dream Spell?"

"It is a spell that can make people dream. The content of the dream is controlled by the caster. Remember my Yellow Millet Pillow? It is similar to that, but far less advanced than my pillow."