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But in reality, many scammers have seen the business opportunity in Amulets, so they started building temples in Thailand and hired some obscure monks to impersonate Grandma Long. In such temples, both Authentic and fake amulets can be purchased, specifically targeting Mainland Chinese.
Sometimes, we take pride in being numerous as Mainland Chinese, but more often than not, having so many people is not a good thing.
It's like cars; there are models specifically made for Mainland Chinese. Not only are the features stripped down, but the safety is also significantly compromised. Some of these cars aren't even considered official products in the brand's country of origin! They are purely created to cater to the needs of Mainland Chinese, just to fool them.
To make money, merchants will do anything; that's what unscrupulous businessmen do!
Second Uncle's reproachful question made me hesitant to explain. I came to Wangsheng Mountain solely for the safety of Qin Senior Sister and Zheng Xuejie. Who would have thought it would lead to such troublesome matters, causing Second Uncle significant losses? If he knew I took risks because of a woman, it would be an understatement to say I'd get beaten up.
At that moment, Qin Senior Sister cried out to me, "Shen Yi! Shen Yi! Come quickly and see what's happened to her!"
I turned to look and saw Qin Senior Sister crouching down, holding Zheng Xuejie and crying. It dawned on me that when Old Ghost left earlier, he had left Zheng Xuejie's body behind. Gritting my teeth, I asked Barulan and Ajan Dong who could accompany me to check on her. The two didn't respond but looked at Second Uncle instead. Second Uncle's face was dark; he stared at Qin Senior Sister for a while before looking at Ma Rulong, who stood at the doorway staring blankly at the last remaining talisman. After a moment, he nodded at Barulan, signaling him to help me check.
Barulan walked over, felt around Zheng Xuejie's body for a bit, then pried her eyes open and examined her closely before returning to say a few words. After hearing this, Second Uncle told me, "She’s not seriously injured; she’s just fainted from excessive energy and physical exhaustion. There’s some residual Yin Qi in her body; we can find a place later to perform a ritual to eliminate it."
I breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over to explain to Qin Senior Sister. Knowing that Zheng Xuejie was not in danger did not stop Qin Senior Sister's tears; instead, she cried even harder. Holding Zheng Xuejie tightly, she sobbed uncontrollably, her tear-streaked face evoking deep sympathy. I could understand her feelings; the tension from danger mixed with the joy of surviving led ordinary people to express their emotions in extreme ways. This isn’t a bad thing; if bottled up inside, it could lead to illness.
Later on, I sought therapy because I had many things hidden in my heart that I was unwilling to share with anyone. Over time, it built up into something unhealthy. Mental illness has no cure; one can only come to terms with it themselves. What therapists can do is provide some comforting words and help you understand the essence of this world through systematic scientific language.
Seeing that although Qin Senior Sister was crying heavily, it didn’t affect her physical health, I decided not to counsel her but instead turned my attention to Ma Rulong.
In this situation, if Second Uncle suffered the greatest loss, then Ma Rulong faced the second greatest loss. My nearly shattered White Olive Amulet was nothing compared to what they had lost.
Ma Rulong had been staring at the talisman on the door for quite some time. When I approached him, he noticed me and asked without turning around, "Are you satisfied now? Is this the result you wanted?"
"I'm sorry..." I looked at him and said, "But some things must be done; I couldn't let her die like that."
Ma Rulong suddenly turned around, pointing at my neck with an angry expression and said, "Do you know how many people would die if it gets out?"
I shook my head and replied, "I don't know, but no matter what happens, even if I had to do it all over again, I would still act the same way because she is my friend. I mentioned before that if one day you and she found yourselves in the same situation, I would unhesitatingly stop others from closing the door. As a friend, all I can do is ensure her safety. You might think this idea is selfish, but please understand, I am not a saint."
Ma Rulong stared at me in silence for a long time. After a while, he sighed and said, "If I had known, I wouldn't have brought you here. Not only did that old thing escape, but I also wasted a precious Talismans."
"If we hadn't known about Wangsheng Mountain, you might really have been trapped here. I think you also want to survive," I said.
Ma Rulong widened his eyes and said, "How come everything you say makes sense?"
Although his tone was confrontational, his attitude was much better than before. I knew he should be able to understand this matter, so I smiled. Ma Rulong snorted and said, "You still have the energy to laugh. So tell me, how are you going to compensate for my loss? Let me make it clear: this Talismans was drawn by a top expert from Longhu Mountain and is extremely rare!"
Without him saying it, I already knew that the Talismans on the door panel were very valuable; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to withstand that Old Ghost and countless Yin Ling. Although he had torn off the talisman and thrown it away to save Second Uncle and the other Ajan, I could disregard the lives of others for Zheng Xuejie but couldn't do something heartless to Ma Rulong.
So I asked him what kind of compensation he wanted. I still had several hundred thousand in my account; if he wanted it all, I would transfer it over. Ma Rulong probably didn't expect me to agree to compensate so readily; he opened his mouth in surprise and after a moment let out a bitter laugh, saying, "Dealing with someone like you really leaves me no options. You seem quite shrewd yet only do things like a nice guy!"
I chuckled without responding. At that moment, Second Uncle approached and looked at Ma Rulong, asking what was going on here and who he was. I quickly introduced him as Ma Rulong, the Closed Door Disciple of the previous generation's leader of Longhu Mountain, now responsible for overseeing all Yin Ling on this mountain. This is Wangsheng Mountain, where many malevolent Yin Ling are imprisoned behind the door; they are periodically exorcised to prevent them from harming the human world.
"Wangsheng Mountain? Isn't this Luo Fu Mountain?" Second Uncle asked suspiciously. "And how could a disciple of Longhu Mountain's leader be living in such a rundown place? The temple up there looks like it's been demolished."
Hearing Second Uncle say this made me remember that Ma Rulong had mentioned living in the temple for over ten years but couldn't get close to that Daoist Priest to become his disciple. That Daoist Priest definitely wasn't the leader of Longhu Mountain; even if he were a former one, it wouldn't be possible. So he must have been lying to me about this matter. Upon reflection, aside from the Jiao She Ling in his compass, he didn't seem to have many cards up his sleeve. So whatever he bragged about learning ghost-exorcism techniques from disciples of Maoshan was probably just bluster.
Perhaps sensing my thoughts or recalling those boasts from years ago in front of me, Ma Rulong's face turned red as he coughed a few times before saying, "Our sect emphasizes helping people in the world and doesn't care much about material things."
"Helping people? Isn't that something monks say?" Second Uncle replied. "Since when did Daoists start helping people?"
This was clearly an attempt to undermine him. Seeing Ma Rulong's expression grow increasingly grim, I quickly pulled Second Uncle aside and asked, "What are you trying to do?"
"Second Uncle said, 'What can I do? Of course, I need to investigate your friend's background. I suffered such a big loss; I can't just not know who he really is.'
I replied, 'If you want to know something, just ask me. Why make it difficult for him?'
Second Uncle snorted a few times and said, 'With your brain, you'd probably not even realize if someone sold you out. If I asked you about the situation, I definitely wouldn't get anything useful. From those few questions just now, I'd say this guy is purely a con artist. I don't know how he ended up here causing trouble. It's best if you keep your distance from people like him!'
Hearing Second Uncle speak ill of my friend made me quite unhappy. Although he did suffer losses because of this incident, that didn't mean he could speak without restraint. Ma Rulong was very innocent in this matter; he didn't bring me here and had no intention of asking for my help. Instead, he even used a precious Talismans to rescue Second Uncle and the other Ajan. If he were truly the villain Second Uncle described, everyone except Ma Rulong would likely have been killed by Old Ghost.
I glanced back at the gloomy-faced Ma Rulong and explained the whole situation to Second Uncle. After understanding everything, Second Uncle said, 'If that's the case, then I've wronged him. But are you out of your mind? The talisman was used by him; it wasn't meant to save you, so why should you pay anything!'
Upon hearing this, I angrily retorted, 'Even if it wasn't to save me, it was still to save you all. I'm not paying; you can pay instead!'
Second Uncle replied, 'If I pay, then that's my business. Why are you making a fuss? Do you want a beating?'
Saying this, he walked over to Ma Rulong. Seeing him standing in front of Ma Rulong discussing how to compensate for the Talismans surprised me. Was Second Uncle really planning to compensate Ma Rulong? Why? That didn't seem like something he'd do without reason.
However, when I heard Second Uncle ask whether those Experts who transformed Wangsheng Mountain were still alive and if they could help introduce him, I suddenly understood that Second Uncle must have been thinking along the same lines as me—he planned to ask those Experts for help to see if they could resolve the strange issues with the Thai Ajarn. Ma Rulong's answer was not much different from what he had told me. Moreover, in front of Second Uncle, he appeared even more honest. He clearly stated that even if those Experts were still alive, he wouldn't be able to help.
The entire Taoist temple had basically not been in contact with the outside world for many years. When the master passed away, he didn't tell him how to find those Experts either. Besides, these people were at the ancestral level of Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Sect; even if they met them, it wouldn't necessarily mean they could be invited.
Second Uncle wasn't discouraged; he asked Ma Rulong to help look into it. If they could find someone, even if they couldn't invite them over, he would still give him a portion of the Reward as a token of gratitude. With such a good opportunity at hand, Ma Rulong naturally agreed; it's always good to do a favor when possible."
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