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Chapter 289 Second Uncle, Your Fate is a Pile of Shit
The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "Alright, I understand. Everything is ready. I will perform a divination for her in front of everyone, and then invite the Song family ancestor to appear."

Xie Qin looked around and, not seeing Jiang Nanxi hiding behind the tree, assumed the parking lot was empty.

She walked over to the old Taoist priest and whispered, "The Song family prospered during the Qing Dynasty. Our ancestor was a high-ranking official in the Qing Dynasty, and he has been dead for over a hundred years. Can you really summon his spirit?"

All those words spoken by Master Song and Xie Qin were merely a scheme to prevent Jiang Nanxi from returning to the Song family.

The fortune-telling and the concepts of incompatibility were just things I said offhand, without ever consulting our ancestors.

The Song family's ancestor was a Qing Dynasty person. He died so long ago that he has long been reincarnated. Where can we ask him?

“Souls from such an ancient time cannot be summoned back to the mortal realm. Even if they were, I might not be able to suppress such an ancient ghost that is several hundred years old.”

The old Taoist priest said.

"Huh? But didn't you say you could get the Song family patriarch to appear? Why are you saying you can't now?"

The old Taoist priest explained, "When I said 'please let the ancestor appear,' I was not referring to the real ancestor."

He pointed to his car and said, "I brought a paper effigy with me today. It was custom-made by a professional based on the photo of your ancestor that you provided."

"After we burn this paper effigy, the things inside will transform into the likeness of the Song family patriarch."

"So that's it!"

Xie Qin glanced at the car and saw the paper effigy with its eyes open inside. She felt a little creeped out, so she looked away after a quick glance.

She then asked, "What about fortune telling..."

The old Taoist priest was also holding a golden bowl in his hand.

He pointed to the golden bowl and said, "Later, when I do the divination, I will write this woman's birth date and time on a piece of paper, and then I will use my ritual implement, the golden bowl, to perform the divination."

Her birth date and time coincided with the golden alms bowl, which would overflow with a thick aura of bloodlust and resentment, indicating that she was a reincarnation of a demon. The Song family must not associate with her, or they will surely suffer great calamity.

Xie Qin looked satisfied. "Not bad, not bad. This divination method is quite impactful. Those people will definitely be terrified when they see the large cloud of blood mist overflowing from the golden bowl!"
"It's settled then. I'll go in and deal with those people first, then I'll message you later, and you can come in then! Once this is all done smoothly, I'll transfer the remaining five million to you!"

"Ok."

Xie Qin went into the private room first.

Jiang Nanxi saw the old Taoist priest take out the paper effigy from the car, intending to find a secluded place to burn it.

It was a paper effigy of an old man dressed in a Qing Dynasty official robe. The old Taoist priest lifted the yellow cloth banner on the paper effigy, revealing that it was covered with many talismans.

This paper effigy was clearly under a curse; once a ghost possessed it, it couldn't escape.

Once the paper effigy is burned, the ghost inside will transform into the shape of the paper effigy, which is the appearance of the Song family's ancestor.

Furthermore, the ghosts inside will be controlled by the old Taoist priest and will act according to his orders.

Just as the old Taoist priest was preparing to burn paper money to make a human figure, Jiang Nanxi heard a shrill scream.

"Let me out! Let me out! I don't want this body anymore! Let me out!"

"Shut up!"

The old Taoist priest glared impatiently at the paper effigy. "Didn't you want a body? I've brought it to you. Why are you still shouting?"

"What I want is a young body, why did you give me this old man's body!"
You're not allowed to burn it! Let me out! If you burn it, I'll turn into a decrepit old man, a Qing Dynasty man with a queue!

How am I supposed to find a ghost wife now? Even female ghosts would laugh at me!

"It's good enough that you have a body, what are you being picky about? Just shut up!"

The old Taoist priest completely ignored the ghost's opinion, took out a lighter, and prepared to burn the paper effigy.

"Ahhh—! No!"

The screams of ghosts came from inside the paper effigy.

Just as the ghost inside thought he was really going to turn into a decrepit old man, the old Taoist priest in front of him suddenly collapsed to the ground with a bang.

Jiang Nanxi stood behind the old Taoist priest, holding a baseball bat in her hand, watching the paper effigy with a leisurely air.

Jiang Nanxi's eyes sparkled with amusement. "So that's how it's done. Interesting."

Seeing the old Taoist priest faint, the paper effigy cried out to her, "Little girl, save me! Quickly release me from this paper effigy, and I will repay you!" Jiang Nanxi thought for a moment and said, "I can release you, but you have to do me a favor."

"What's the deal?"

Jiang Nanxi glanced at the unconscious old Taoist priest on the ground, walked over, picked up the paper effigy, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The paper effigy's eyes lit up, and it quickly said, "That's easy, I'll help you! Just let me out!"

Jiang Nanxi took out a pair of scissors and cut the paper effigy into pieces, rendering the runes drawn on it useless.

The ghost inside ran out and was about to escape when Jiang Nanxi flicked out a wisp of spiritual energy that landed on its soul.

Her slow voice came, "Don't forget what you promised me. I left a mark on you. If you don't do this properly, the mark will explode immediately, and you will be destroyed."

"you……!"

The male ghost could feel a surge of power within his soul and turned to look at her in shock.

This woman is even more ruthless than the old Taoist priest!

Jiang Nanxi was unaware of the nature of these ghosts. They were all very cunning, saying one thing and doing another. Otherwise, why would they say that ghost stories cannot be believed?

She took out another lighter, burned the shredded paper effigy, and said to him, "Alright, now use your ghost magic to transform into the likeness of the Song family ancestor."

Ghosts can use illusions to transform into other people and deceive humans.

However, the old Taoist priest used the method of burning paper effigy to make the ghost look like the Song family ancestor. It was simply that he couldn't control the ghost, so he could only use paper effigy to trap it and change its appearance in a special way.

"understood."

The male ghost immediately used illusion magic to change his appearance.

Jiang Nanxi glanced at the old Taoist priest and noticed that he seemed to be waking up, so she took the vengeful ghost and left first.

As they walked out of the parking lot, Jiang Nanxi said to the vengeful ghost, "Find a place to hide from the old Taoist priest for now. After I deal with him, you can go back and take your revenge."

"Okay, thank you for your help!"

The vengeful ghost then left.

Jiang Nanxi entered the private room.

When she arrived, the food had already been served, and everyone was sitting at the table preparing to eat.

Jiang Nanxi sat down next to Song Shiting, and then heard Xie Qin say, "The master has arrived. Didn't someone want to see fortune telling in person? Perfect!"

Jiang Nanxi poured herself a drink and looked at Xie Qin with a leisurely air. "Second Aunt, then quickly invite him in. I also want to see how he calculates it."

Xie Qin looked at her and gave a cryptic laugh. "The master will be in the private room soon. I hope you can still smile after the reading is finished."

Jiang Nanxi took a sip of her drink and didn't say anything.

Before long, the old Taoist priest walked in, carrying a golden bowl in one hand and a yellow cloth banner in the other, with an air of otherworldly grace.

To make the divination more convincing, the old Taoist priest also asked other people for their birth dates and times and performed a divination for each of them.

When the old Taoist priest got to the second master of the Song family, his golden alms bowl emitted a burst of golden light. He exclaimed, "Second master, this is an auspicious sign of great wealth and honor! It's a perfect match for the Song family!"

The dazzling golden light attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing the satisfied look on Master Song's face, the old Taoist priest continued, "With such a destiny as Master Song, you are destined to be a king or nobleman. My magical artifact has even shown unusual signs of sensing his destiny!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone next to him covered their nose and said, "Master, there seems to be something dirty in your golden bowl!"

The old Taoist priest paused for a moment.

He also smelled a strange stench coming from the golden bowl, and he couldn't help but look down at it.

then.

He saw a yellow, unidentified solid.

Old Taoist priest: ? ? ?

Jiang Nanxi: "Wow! Second Uncle, your destiny is a pile of gold-plated dung!"