Chapter 8: Sky Bridge, Showing the Way
Qin Ruan sat lazily on the chair in front of the stall, with arms crossed and leaning on the backrest.
"Since you got this white jade pendant, there have been one after another incidents in your family. First, your grandson had an accident at school and broke his leg. He's now lying in the hospital. Later, your daughter-in-law had a car accident on her way home three days ago. The accident was not serious, and she wasn't hurt, but it cost a lot of money."
As soon as Qin Ruan spoke, the old man impatiently took off his sunglasses, revealing a shocked and surprised expression, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
He seemed to be angry and embarrassed.
Qin Ruan stopped talking, and the old man's face turned red.
After a while, he angrily pointed at Qin Ruan and said, "You're talking nonsense! It's all gibberish!"
"Next is your son. If he's not cutting his hand while cooking, he's falling over on level ground. He also keeps making mistakes at work, and he's going to be fired by the company in a few days."
Qin Ruan exuded a confident attitude, aloof and superior. "It's not nonsense. You know it in your heart."
The old man's surname was Song, and he was called Song Banshen. He had been running a stall under Tongshe Bridge for many years.
He had some small skills and believed in certain things.
Every word Qin Ruan said had happened in his family.
First, his beloved grandson had an accident, then his daughter-in-law had a car accident, and recently his son had been having a tough time.
During this period, he had been worried and his hair had turned a few white strands.
He didn't know if there was something wrong with his home's feng shui or if someone was plotting against him.
His grandson was so well-behaved and sensible, yet he broke his leg at school.
His daughter-in-law had more than ten years of driving experience, and she was a safe driver, but she still had a car accident. Although it only cost a lot of money, fortunately, she was unharmed.
Last night, he walked out of his bedroom because he was thirsty and saw his son's worried face in the living room.
He approached him to ask about it, only to find out that his son had messed up an important project at work and was in danger of being fired at any time.
He had never told anyone about these things before. How did this young girl know?
Could it be that she was a master?
Old man Song shook his head lightly in his heart.
Qin Ruan's age didn't have any credibility in this situation.
Respected and admired masters were at least middle-aged, with the youngest being in their prime.
In their industry, the older the better, even if a young person had some talent, they couldn't compare to those old guys.
When Song's complexion turned pale, Qin Ruan reached out to him.
"What are you doing?!"
Old man Song clutched his neck and the pendant hidden in his clothes, with a vigilant look on his face.
Qin Ruan's attitude was too cautious, and he restrained his smile, wrinkling his eyebrows: "The white jade pendant you're wearing around your neck is something that belonged to a dead person. It was just unearthed and has a heavy evil aura. Your physique can't bear it at all."
"You know this?!"
Old man Song was surprised once again.
In fact, the origin of the pendant around his neck was unknown. It was picked up by him through sheer luck, from a group of people who were in dire need of money.
If he were to sell it openly, he wouldn't even be able to buy half of its own value with all his savings multiplied by ten.
Qin Ruan smirked, his expression inscrutable: "Since you know it's something that belonged to a dead person, why do you still wear it?"
It should be noted that the reason why these things buried underground for thousands of years were buried was because they had the power to suppress things.
Being buried underground for a long time, they absorbed a lot of negative energy, and the evil aura they carried was relatively heavy.
No one knew what these things had gone through before they were buried.
If these things had seen blood, the situation would have become even worse, and it could be fatal.
(End of chapter)
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