Ling Chu was about to close the stall and go home, when a woman suddenly rushed out from the crowd.
He rushed straight to Ling Chu.
He knelt down with a plop.
He raised his head slightly and begged Lingchu, "Xiangu, please, can you help me find my son?"
Those who originally wanted to take advantage of Ling Chu's fortune-telling were displeased when they saw someone taking a step ahead of them.
But when he saw the woman's face clearly, he couldn't help but frown.
"Hey, who am I? Isn't this Mrs. Yang from Wufangzhai?"
Someone looked at her carefully for a few times and nodded quickly, "It is indeed her."
Hearing that the woman in front of them was the lady from Wufangzhai, more people started talking.
"I've long heard that Mrs. Yang from Wufangzhai is crazy. I didn't believe it at first. But now, it turns out that the rumors are true."
"I heard that since her son was lost and burned to death on the Lantern Festival, Mrs. Yang couldn't bear the shock of her son's tragic death and ended up going crazy."
"Some people say that she has not accepted the fact that her son died tragically. They say that he was just lost and she is still looking for him every day."
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Ling Chu heard these discussions and glanced sideways at them.
He turned back again with a surprised look on his face.
Is this woman a lunatic?
Why doesn't she look like that?
Although this woman looked unkempt, she clearly saw a trace of clarity in her pleading eyes!
Mrs. Yang probably noticed her doubts and said quickly, "Xiangu, I am not crazy. My son is not dead, he is just missing. I can't find him. Please help me, Xiangu."
Probably because she was afraid that Ling Chu would not be willing to help, Mrs. Yang rolled up her sleeves, took off the bracelet from her wrist, and handed it over with both hands, "I don't have any silver notes with me, so I use this bracelet as a divination gold. Please help me do the math." Please tell me the whereabouts of my son."
Mrs. Yang spoke clearly and clearly, and she didn't look like she was crazy.
However, Ling Chu just wanted to say that she was going to close the stall and go home to tell fortunes and come back tomorrow.
But the system rang at this time.
【Ding! Power stone detected. 】
【Energy stones help system repair. 】
【Ding! Requested task detected]
[Ask the host to complete the task and get the energy stone to help repair the system. 】
Seeing these pieces of information, Ling Chu frowned slightly.
What are energy stones?
Could it be Mrs. Yang's jade bracelet?
Ling Chu looked at it for a few times and found that the bracelet was of good quality and crystal clear. Especially the watery green makes people feel a lot cooler in this hot summer.
It turns out that Jade can help repair the system. I wonder if the things she put in the system in her previous life can be unblocked after the repair is completed?
Seeing that Ling Chu kept staring at the bracelet without saying a word, Mrs. Yang thought she disliked the bracelet because it was not enough for fortune telling, so she said uneasily, "Xiangu, as long as you help me find my son, I will be rewarded with a lot of money."
Ling Chu originally planned to close the stall and go home, but since the system had posted the task, she had no choice but to accept it.
"No, this bracelet is enough for the hexagram gold. Get up and I'll do the math for you."
Seeing that Ling Chu actually agreed to tell this crazy woman's fortune, those onlookers tried to dissuade her.
"Xiangu, Mrs. Yang's son has been burned to death in the fire a long time ago. How can the dead man's divination be calculated?"
"Don't look at it. She seems to be quite normal now, but I heard that when she goes crazy, she will hit people."
"Taoist nun, your body doesn't look very good. Be careful not to get beaten by this crazy woman."
Some people were worried that Ling Chu was being dissuaded by good intentions, but others thought she was just coveting Mrs. Yang's bracelet.
"This Taoist nun didn't make any money from the two hexagrams she calculated earlier. I'm afraid she sees that Mrs. Yang is a crazy woman and wants to fool around with her so that she can get her bracelet."
Ling Chu ignored the comments of others and asked Mrs. Yang to sit down on the mazaar, then asked, "Give me your and your son's names and birthdays."
When Mrs. Yang saw that she promised to tell her fortune, a look of surprise appeared on her dirty face.
He reached out and picked up the brush on the table, dipped it in ink, and wrote his name and birthday on the rice paper.
The onlookers were all surprised. They didn't expect that Mrs. Yang was crazy and could even write.
But some people disagree, "Some crazy people don't go crazy all the time. Mrs. Yang used to be a well-educated lady. It's not surprising that she can write even if she is crazy."
Mrs. Yang heard those people's comments, but she ignored them and just stared at Ling Chu closely.
Ling Chu first took out three incense sticks and lit them, then took out the turtle shell and copper coins and began to calculate.
"Xiangu, what's going on? My son is still alive?" Seeing Ling Chu staring at the hexagram, Mrs. Yang felt uneasy. She hoped to hear good news, but was afraid of being disappointed again.
Facing Madam Yang's hopeful gaze, Ling Chu smiled and nodded, "Your son is still alive, not dead."
not dead?
Hearing these two words, Mrs. Yang seemed to hear the sound of nature.
His eyes burst into astonishing light.
This is great news.
But the tears were like broken beads, falling continuously.
Mrs. Yang was so excited that she choked with tears at first, but then various emotions followed, filling her entire chest. I endured it again and again, but I still couldn't hold it back. I couldn't care less about being rude anymore, so I covered my face with my hands and burst into tears in front of everyone.
In the past six months, she has been searching around like crazy day and night, being disappointed and beaten again and again, and suffering all kinds of suffering.
The abuse from her mother-in-law, the resentment from her husband, the gloating from her concubine, and the ridicule from others made her almost collapse. She was in so much pain that she wanted to commit suicide.
But when she thought that a child as young as hers was suffering somewhere, she couldn't even die without peace of mind.
We can only continue to search day by day.
Now she finally saw hope.
Those who were watching the fun originally thought that Mrs. Yang was too stubborn for she was a crazy woman whose son had been dead for half a year and was still unwilling to accept this fact.
But now that I see her crying so sadly, I can't help but sigh in my heart.
Mrs. Yang cried for a while, then quickly wiped away her tears and asked in a hoarse voice, "Xiangu, since my son is not dead, where is he now?"
"Chengdong."
Some people couldn't help seeing Ling Chu deceiving a crazy woman like this for a bracelet, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I mean, you, a Taoist nun, are not afraid of thunder if you deceive a crazy person like this."
"Mrs. Yang was already deeply shocked after her son died. Now that you, a Taoist nun, are saying that her son is not dead, when she finds out that she has been deceived, she may not be able to bear the blow and will go completely crazy."
"These days, even Taoist nuns come out to cheat. It's really unpopular."
Ling Chu originally didn't want to pay attention to those accusations, but after repeatedly saying that she was cheating, she couldn't help but be angry, "Who said I was deceiving Mrs. Yang? The divination clearly shows that Mrs. Yang's son is still alive."
Ling Chu simply packed up his things, stood up, and said to Mrs. Yang, "Let's go, I will take you to find your son."
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