My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 979 - 952: City God: What Are Your Intentions?

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Chapter 979: Chapter 952: City God: What Are Your Intentions?

Facing Qin Liuxi’s sharp gaze, Lai San felt somewhat guilty, his eyes wandering.

Seeing this, Qin Liuxi understood perfectly well that this fellow genuinely intended to take a wrong path, so he was about to retrieve the prescription.

Lai San quickly dodged, saying, "Master, I wouldn’t dare. It’s just... I have no other options left. My wife gave birth, and all the silver was spent."

He lowered his head, his face full of shame.

He truly wanted to do some mischievous things, as his pockets were completely empty.

Qin Liuxi retrieved a bit of broken silver from his waist and handed it over, saying, "First, go get the medicine; your wife can’t wait."

Lai San was stunned for a moment, his eyes turning red, thanked him, accepted it, dropped to his knees, and left.

After he left, someone else entered, peering inside curiously.

Qin Liuxi asked her to boil some hot water for washing, otherwise, this entire place would smell of blood, which wasn’t good for recuperation.

That aunt seemed to have a good relationship with Mrs. Deng and agreed readily, soon bringing in hot water, and when Qin Liuxi removed the needle, she swiftly helped Mrs. Deng with washing and changing clothes, all the while mumbling about how hard it was for Mrs. Deng, how Lai San had barely turned a new leaf, and how their lives hadn’t improved much before they faced all kinds of taxes.

In fact, it wasn’t just their family having a hard time; many people were going through the same as taxes were heavy, and they, the grassroots commoners, couldn’t bear it.

"Oh, Sister Deng, you’re awake." When the aunt spoke and saw Mrs. Deng open her eyes, she was overjoyed and looked at Qin Liuxi, saying, "Girl, Sister Deng is awake. You’re quite remarkable."

Mrs. Deng was very weak, looked over, and was a bit stunned to see Qin Liuxi, saying, "Is it Master you?"

Qin Liuxi approached, saying, "It’s me, don’t speak; you’re very weak, you need to be nurtured carefully."

Mrs. Deng blinked: "Thank you, Master."

The aunt curiously asked, "Girl, what kind of master are you?"

Qin Liuxi replied, "I’m currently the temple priest of the City God Temple; my surname is Qin."

"The new temple priest, huh? Then will Sister Deng get better?"

"Carefully nurtured, without overworking, she’ll naturally get better."

"Oh, that’s really great; I was afraid..." The aunt seemed to think her words were a bit unlucky, smiled sheepishly, stopped talking, and only said to Mrs. Deng, "Sister Deng, did you hear? Once you’re well, life will be easier."

Mrs. Deng faintly curled her lips, but lacking energy, she fainted again.

When Lai San returned with the medicine, while it was boiling, Qin Liuxi used moxa to treat Mrs. Deng’s acupoints and taught Lai San to do the moxa treatment regularly, emphasizing that besides the decoction for treating hemorrhaging, their overall conditioning should continue.

Leaving the Lai household, Qin Liuxi looked around everywhere while Lai San rubbed his hands and came up, blushing, and said, "Master, I’ll definitely repay your silver."

Qin Liuxi responded affirmatively and told him to wait there.

Lai San was puzzled, only to see Qin Liuxi walk to a shady tree, his lips moving slightly as if talking to someone, sending shivers down his spine.

Could it be as he thought?

Soon, Qin Liuxi came over again, saying, "There’s a money-making job. Will you do it?"

Lai San swallowed hard, ignoring the cold feeling all around him, stutteringly asked, "Wha, what is it?"

"Digging up corpses and burying bones."

Lai San’s legs went weak, "What?"

"There’s someone, hmm, there’s a ghost who died outside. You help him collect the body and rebury it. During holidays and festivals, burn some paper money and make offerings to him. In return, he’ll give you silver," Qin Liuxi replied.

Lai San glanced sideways at her line of sight, feeling icy cold, as if something was watching him closely, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and he laughed awkwardly, saying, "Is there really such a good thing?"

Qin Liuxi sneered: "What’s there to be afraid of? You’ve been a bum for so many years and never feared anything; now, you’re afraid of a ghost? Just say whether you’ll do it or not."

"Of course I’ll do it!" Lai San glanced sideways, saying, "Then where is it?"

Qin Liuxi had him bring a hoe and a damaged pot, leading him to the riverside, walking up the hillside, into the dense forest, and pointed to a place: "Dig here carefully, don’t smash the bones. This ghost was even worse than you in life, that’s why he ended up dying brutally in the wilderness. If you damage them, be careful he’ll haunt you."

Lai San: "..."

The ghost looked aggrieved; I’ve been dead for over ten years. I already faced the consequences; why am I still being nitpicked?

Lai San carefully began digging, and soon found a skull that startled him so much he dropped the hoe, nearly hitting that skull.

Then he felt a chill rush towards him, and he let out a loud scream.

Qin Liuxi waved her sleeve, saying, "Scared, are you? Later, no one will offer you sacrifices."

The chill turned a corner.

Lai San, gasping for breath, swore by Heaven that from now on, he would be a good person, honoring the elderly and cherishing the young.

Trembling, he wrapped up the bones, picked them up, and under Qin Liuxi’s guidance, found another auspicious place to bury them, erected a Tombstone, surprisingly finding that person also shared the surname Lai, named Changping.

Both having the surname Lai, perhaps they’re from the same family, which eased Lai San’s mind considerably, and he didn’t resist the idea of making offerings from then on, considering they shared the same root.

After finishing the matter with Lai Changping, he burned some paper money and candles, made some offerings, and finally told Qin Liuxi where he hid the gold and silver.

Right under the same tree he was originally at.

Lai San dug the items out, opened them, and found thirty taels of silver along with two small yellow fish, weighing about ten taels each.

He looked overjoyed.

The money for his wife’s medicine was secured.

But after the joy, he didn’t lose his mind and handed those gold and silver to Qin Liuxi: "Master, you take the incense money first."

Qin Liuxi accepted ten taels of silver without hesitation, saying, "As for the remaining silver, besides the use for your wife and children, remember to offer sacrifices to others in the future; this is both karma and transaction."

While it seemed advantageous to exchange a bit of money for being remembered with offerings later, for Lai San who urgently needed help, it was equivalent to lifeline money, making it worthwhile.

Lai San wasn’t ungrateful; he immediately said, "Master, I will remember. He also has the surname Lai; perhaps it’s distant kin, so worshiping is the right thing."

Qin Liuxi nodded, sent Lai Changping through the Ghost Gate, also urged Lai San to find time to collect the City God’s Eternal Tablet at the City God Temple, and then left.

Before returning to the City God Temple, she also went to a shop selling lumber, bought some wood and brought it back, writing tablets while discussing Lai San’s matters.

The City God said, "You’re quite a remarkable girl, saving people while also helping ghosts to aid others. But, you’re giving all the credit to me?"

"Um."

"What’s your intention here?"

Using his name to save people, and ultimately letting people erect his longevity tablet for worship, offering him faith; how could there be such a good thing in the world, what is she aiming for?