It was said that Cao Cao's wife, Lady Ding, had wanted to stay in the back of the house for a few days and cry until there were no more tears.
But for some reason, a person kept circling in his mind, that young Taoist priest.
Madam Ding learned from Bian Yu-er and Cao Cao that this young Taoist was very capable and had magical powers. He casually drew amulets that could really bless people to return safely. They could still survive in the midst of swords and sabers.
Madam Ding was now like a life-saving straw, finding hope for her to continue existing.
She just wanted to find this little Taoist priest and ask him if he could bring the dead back to life!
After Madam Ding thought it through, she called the servant girls and servants to accompany her out to find the young Taoist priest.
The sky had already darkened. The young Taoist priest, Meng Yang, was prepared to close the door and stop receiving guests.
Just as he was about to close the door, a noblewoman walked in from outside. She looked haggard, and her eyes were red and swollen. She seemed to have cried for a long time. She felt despair all over her body, but in the despair, there was a trace of hope.
This woman looked to be in her 30s, but she was not even 40 years old. Her looks were outstanding, not inferior to Bian Yu 'er's. She was slightly taller than Bian Yu' er, and her face was thinner. She looked a little cold and elegant. She wore a plain white traditional dress, and she looked like she wanted to be beautiful and filial.
When Meng Yang saw the woman, he only took a glance at her before opening the door again to let her in.
Meng Yang even said to the woman,""My condolences!"
That woman was Madam Ding.
Madam Ding looked at Meng Yang in surprise and could not help but say,""Why do you say that? I haven't told you anything!”
" If I still need you to provide me with information and make me guess," Meng Yang said calmly," then my fortune-telling skills are too poor."
I can see that you are in pain of losing your son. Your son passed away not long ago.
However, he's not your biological son. He's your adopted son. You treat him as your own and have deep feelings for him. You treat him as someone you can rely on. That's why you're so sad.”
Madam Ding started crying again.
She cried for a while before she stopped. She looked at Meng Yang regretfully and said,"
"Everyone else said that you were very powerful, but I didn't think so. I didn't expect you to be so powerful.
If I had known earlier, I would have begged you for an amulet for my son!”
Meng Yang sighed." Madam, the dead are gone. We still have to live our lives well."
If your son's spirit in heaven sees that you're too sad and haven't lived your life well, I don't think he'll be happy either.”
When Madam Ding heard Meng Yang's heartwarming words, she could not help but want to cry again.
However, she remembered the important purpose of her visit and held back her tears. She stared at Meng Yang with her big, beautiful eyes and said expectantly,""They all say that you have remarkable abilities and that your talismans are especially effective. Then can you revive my son?
I really miss him too much. He just turned 20 this year and has just been promoted to filial piety and honesty. His future is bright. He doesn't deserve to die!
I beg you, little immortal, you must revive my son. If you can revive my son, I will agree to any condition you have…"
" Madam," Meng Yang said with a wry smile," there's a precedent for your request before. There was a highly accomplished person who could let people meet the deceased that they cared about the most."
However, he could only summon souls and not revive the dead.
Unless he had just died, it was still possible.
However, your son was killed by a sword and has passed away for many days. Even a great immortal would find it difficult to revive him.
Moreover, I'm a young Taoist priest who has only been cultivating for 10 years.
Perhaps in a few more years, I will be able to summon his soul and let you talk.
But now, to resurrect the dead, forgive me for not being able to help!”
Her only hope was shattered. Madam Ding was in extreme despair. She collapsed on the cushion and almost fainted.
Seeing Madam Ding's dejected look, Meng Yang could not help but feel sorry for her. He wanted to help this pitiful and beautiful woman.
Meng Yang took a closer look at Madam Ding and suddenly found a piece of information that he could use.
"It's impossible to resurrect your dead son, but what if I can find you another son?" he said to Madam Ding.”
Madam Ding was stunned and asked in surprise,"What do you mean?"
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