Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Upon hearing Sister Dou's words, the scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment, especially Master Li's wife, who was both annoyed and amused.

She went straight to Master Li's unconscious body and complained, "I never restrict your spending, but you just love to hide money. And not only that, but you hide only a hundred or two hundred at a time. In the end, it's like I'm abusing you. Tell me, with you in a coma, the sky has fallen for the family."

After complaining, Master Li's wife said to Sister Dou, "Sister, don't tell Old Li what I just said. I was just venting my anger."

After a long silence, Sister Dou said in a strange tone, "Master Li told me that you could pretend you don't know about his secret stash of money. He handed over all his earnings to the government. Qixi Festival is coming soon, and he wanted to save some money to prepare a surprise for you. This is the money he saved from not going to the theater recently, which is why he was tricked and didn't react when he heard the opera singing here."

Upon hearing this, everyone wore expressions of great pain.

"Ouch, my teeth hurt," someone said.

"What did I do wrong? I just wanted to see Master Xia's skills. Ugh... what bad luck."

"Master Xia, how about we hold off on saving him for now and wait until after Qixi Festival to pull him out?"

"I've really seen something new today. I never knew some masters had such personalities." Du Yun nudged Lu Qiu, who was looking at his phone's calendar. "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Lu Qiu calmly put away his phone.

He was just suddenly curious about when Qixi Festival was this year, and when he looked, he found out it was on the weekend, and only a few days away.

I don't know whether to call it a coincidence or not.

Xia Wange also wore an indescribable expression. She wasn't afraid of young people showing affection, but she was afraid of old married couples in their fifties showing off in front of her, leaving her with no way to respond.

She rubbed her face, trying to make her expression more natural. To be honest, she really wanted to pull the red thread and bring Sister Dou's soul back, so that Master Li could spend Qixi Festival on his own.

For no particular reason, she just felt it was too sour.

But reason prevailed in the end. Xia Wange took out a red candle and rubbed it repeatedly on the thread on her and Sister Dou's wrists before lighting it. The red thread burned slowly. "Alright, Sister Dou, you should be able to see the thread on your wrist now. Follow the thread and bring Master Li back."

Then she added in a low voice, "If Master Li insists on watching the opera, then I'll perform another 'spirit resurrection' for you in a few days and pull him up."

Sister Dou quickly said, "It's no use, he's clinging to me and I can't shake him off, and he's even started chatting with my Xian'er."

"Alright then," Xia Wange said with a hint of regret, "Come back."

"Master Xia, may I ask if this is a method of guiding people with a red thread?" a master in the crowd asked.

"Yes." Xia Wange nodded.

"But Master Xia, isn't this method of using the red thread to guide the way only for a short time? It's for guiding direction in an emergency, for that brief moment. Even if you use wax to slow it down a bit, it shouldn't last long. So why is your thread able to keep burning, and why is the thread still there?"

Xia Wange glanced at the thread and, without holding back, said directly, "This is my own idea. It involves soaking the thread in saturated salt water, letting it dry, and repeating this process multiple times."

Some people exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of metaphysical divination technique is this? I've read quite a lot, but I've never seen a master use this method."

"Oh, that's a scientific principle," Xia Wange said. "Different lines will be burned out, but salt has a higher melting point of 800°C, so even if the lines inside are gone, the salt crystals are still there, so it's as if the lines are still there."

Everyone: "..."

They were all speechless for a moment. Those who had gone to school were indeed different. They hesitated, wondering if they should send their apprentices back to school as soon as possible.

Not long after, Sister Dou returned. After Xia Wange opened her third eye and discovered that the other party's soul had returned to its place, she lit a soul-soothing incense stick and placed it next to her to avoid any aftereffects.

After the incense was lit, Master Li also made a move. Xia Wange directly asked his wife to push Master Li over so he could bask in the calming incense. After all, true love can withstand all obstacles. With his wife around, Master Li just needs to get some sun and rest more recently.

Master Li was unaware of Xia Wange's thoughts. He simply thanked her repeatedly for saving his life. Master Li's wife was also wiping away tears as she thanked Xia Wange. Then Master Li went to comfort his wife.

Sister Dou said that when she was down there, her fairy told her that the incident of people committing suicide because of the bridge should not be mainly due to the event itself. Master Li, who has been awakened, also said that he had heard about the problem with the bridge the day before, and he went to the place at the same time in the middle of the night and there was nothing wrong. But the next day he heard the sound of opera, and then he knew nothing more.

No sooner had he finished speaking than another commotion erupted. His wife then realized that Master Li had secretly come out in the middle of the night. In any case, after Master Li's soothing words, his wife temporarily calmed down.

Xia Wange couldn't comment; perhaps this is just the kind of fun couples have.

Today's work was half done. Seeing that the problem couldn't be solved for the time being, the person in charge of the bridge quickly pulled Xia Wange aside and said, "Master Xia, Master Xia, even if there's no cure, can't you at least find a way to address the symptoms? People are jumping off the bridge every day. Even if I arrange for people to patrol below all day, there will be times when they're not paying attention. What if something happens to one of the patrolmen? Several more families will be torn apart. Master Xia, can you think of a solution?"

"Yes, there is." Xia Wange stroked her chin, looked at Lu Qiu, and winked at him.

This time, Lu Qiu couldn't understand the other person's gaze.

While he was in a daze, Xia Wange took out a white jade fox paperweight that had once been pressed against his chest from her bag and said to him, "Draw some blood."

"Bloodletting?" Lu Qiu was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

With her approval, Xia Wange held up the white jade fox paperweight and said earnestly to Lu Qiu, "This time, we need your luck to help the lost people here. Even if they are bewitched, with your luck protecting them, they will recover quickly. Even if they can't recover, they won't jump down again. Now we need two drops of your blood. You need to personally apply them to the eyes of this fox."

"The needle for pricking blood is in the small front pocket of my bag. Get it yourself."

After saying that, Xia Wange placed her backpack in front of Lu Qiu. Seeing that he had taken out his things and was about to prick his finger, she quickly said, "You must be completely willing to do this. I'm not forcing you. This is for your own good, so please don't have any thoughts that I'm trying to hurt you."

Please don't let it be like the last time you saw a ghost.

She was the one who suffered.