Without waiting for Zuo Xiaohan to make a move, he took two steps forward and took the tray in his hand, placing it horizontally on the square table in front of the Taoist priest.
He lifted the red cloth covering it, revealing a few barrels of new money wrapped in red paper.
"Here are a hundred Yuan Datou. Immortal Master, please count them. But…can you really save my son?”
Zhou Donglai roughly broke a paper tube and pushed the new money to the other side, his mouth full of anxiety.
"I'm very sorry about your son.”
"It is said that the dead cannot be revived. That is just a superficial saying of ordinary people. Fortunately, I have met you. I am not a swindler, but an authentic Taoist priest of Mao Mountain.”
"But…"
Zhou Donglai was about to ask when he suddenly realized that the next sentence was a little sensitive. He lowered his teacup and shouted unhappily,""You two, why don't you have any eyes? Quickly leave and help me guard the door. I have something important to discuss with the immortal master, don't let anyone in.”
Zuo Xiaohan and Xiao Hong looked at each other in silence, nodded in response, and retreated to the door of the hall.
Little Red, who was walking behind, closed the door again.
"Shhh…that Taoist priest doesn't look like a good person. Old Master is going to be deceived by him again. However, our words are not serious, and Old Master won't listen to us.”
Xiao Hong patted her chest and let out a long breath. The nervousness and restraint she had just now were swept away, as if she was very familiar with Zuo Xiaohan.
As she complained, she pleaded,"Zuo Xiaohan, you stay here and watch over her. I still have to go back and serve Miss. Ever since Young Master passed away, Old Master scolded Miss repeatedly and blamed Young Master's death on Miss. Miss had to watch over her spirit during the day, but at night, she didn't feel like eating or drinking. She only cried and lost half of her weight.”
"She doesn't need people on her side."
"Zuo Xiaohan, did you hear that?"
Xiao Hong rambled on for a long time, but when she discovered that Zuo Xiaohan was still in his original position, she couldn't help but stamp her foot.
"Go, go. I'll watch over here.”
Zuo Xiaohan's heart was full of worries. On one hand, he was digesting the news he heard, while on the other hand, he was thinking about the next plan. How could he be in the mood to deal with Xiao Hong?
After hearing this, he waved his hand and sent the other party away.
"The deceased is the young master of the manor, the only son of Zhou Donglai.”
"Zhou Donglai lost his son in his middle age and suddenly suffered the tragedy of a white-haired man sending off a black-haired man. In his unwillingness, he invited this black-robed Taoist priest to help him reincarnate.”
Zuo Xiaohan knew the general direction of the whole incident. If the main plot of the comic book was not wrong, once the young master was resurrected, the entire Zhou residence would suffer.
The key was to protect himself and get rid of the resurrected undeads.
It was like going to a dungeon to kill a BOSS.
First, he had to wait for the BOSS to respawn.
Secondly, he had to ensure that he could win and not die in vain.
This wasn't a game where one couldn't revive after dying.
Although Zuo Xiaohan had a golden finger, he was just a good-looking but useless thing. He could not withstand an attack from the undeads.
The most important thing now was to increase their chances of winning.
However, he had to plan how to get the chestnuts out of the fire and get the benefits from the golden finger.
Zuo Xiaohan slowly adjusted his breathing and looked around. He saw that he was the only one in the courtyard at the entrance of the hall, and there was a low voice coming from the room intermittently.
Hence, she stepped on her feet and leaned against the door.
"Mr. Zhou, the resurrection of a dead person is a major event that harms the heavens. Even I can only try my best and need Mr. Zhou's full cooperation.”
"Immortal Master, I've already given Big Head Yuan 100 coins. The entire residence will cooperate with you. Can you tell me honestly how confident you are?”
"This…Fortunately, your son has only been dead for two days, and his corpse is still intact. If you could prepare a secluded backyard for me, I would need to see the black soil under my feet, and I would also need half a bucket of fresh crow blood every day, as well as a number of other magic tools. I have a fifty to sixty percent chance of reviving your son within five days.”
"If it doesn't work, I have another method…"
"What method?"
"I need to change the crow blood to the blood of a child…"
The sound behind them became softer and softer. Zuo Xiaohan was worried that someone would see him, so he immediately retreated back to his original spot.
After a while, the door of the hall opened.
Zhou Donglai appeared at the door with a gloomy expression. He looked at Zuo Xiaohan, who was standing outside the door, and said," Zuo Xiaohan, from today onwards, you will follow Master Immortal's orders at all times. Also, you will personally go to the market every day to prepare half a bucket of fresh crow blood and deliver it to Master Immortal on time. All expenses can be paid directly to the accountant."”
"Yes, Master."
"Also, don't be reluctant to spend money. The sooner the better. I have an urgent need.”
Zuo Xiaohan pretended to be at a loss and left with his head lowered.
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]