Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 866: Nothing Will Go Wrong, Right?

Xia Xin hadn’t spoken yet, when Qin Yongfu reprimanded Qin Man: "Qin Man, are you crazy? Wen Mao is already dead! He’s a ghost, he’ll never come back to life! Besides, he almost killed Ou Lan and your husband just now. Do you still think he’s your son?"

Qin Man was stunned, as if unable to withstand the blow. She staggered and collapsed to the ground, covering her face and crying, continuously calling Wen Mao’s name.

Qin Yongfu glanced at Qin Yingjun and Wen Renting who were lying on the ground, then looked at Ou Lan in his arms who still hadn’t recovered.

He looked at Xia Xin with a headache and nodded, "Master Xia Xin, really, thank you so much for today. It’s too chaotic right now, could I trouble you to call an ambulance?"

It wasn’t difficult.

Xia Xin agreed, enduring the pain in his hands, and called an ambulance for Qin Yongfu.

Because of what happened today, Wen Mao’s funeral was destined to end hastily.

Qin Yongfu made the decisions on behalf of the irrationally crying Qin Man and the unconscious Wen Renting, and let the funeral home handle Wen Mao’s affairs quickly.

They buried Wen Mao for peace.

Only after Wen Mao was buried could everyone find peace.

Soon the ambulance arrived, and Qin Yongfu, along with Qin Man, took Ou Lan, Qin Yingjun, and Wen Renting to the hospital.

Xia Xin originally didn’t plan to go.

But Qin Yongfu noticed the wounds on his hands and strongly invited him to the hospital.

Xia Xin, seeing no reason to refuse, thought for a moment before leaving the funeral home, and walked over to pick up the used Suppressing Evil Talisman.

Looking at the talisman in his hands, he understood.

His ancestors must have foreseen that there would be issues during the ritual today, hence specially gave him a Suppressing Evil Talisman.

Fortunately, they had the ancestor’s talisman. Otherwise, subduing Wen Mao wouldn’t have been so easy.

Xia Xin sighed, rolled up the talisman, and put it away. But when he accidentally touched the wound on his hand, the pain made him grimace painfully. Holding his hand, he endured the pain and went to the hospital with the Qin family.

At the same time, in Jiaoyang Temple.

While Xia Xin was busy, Jiangli wasn’t idle either.

Jiangli had a premonition that she might have to go on a long trip in a couple of days. Since Xia Xin wasn’t around today and probably wouldn’t have time to make Rebirth Plaques in the coming days,

she chatted intermittently with Fu Shiyan while taking out the golden thread sandalwood she bought earlier and started making the Rebirth Plaques.

In making Rebirth Plaques, Jiangli was an expert. In about an hour, she had made the Rebirth Plaques for Fan Ran, Xiu Bangyan, and Wei Xue and her son.

These people had too much resentment and were tainted with karma. Without being purified, they would suffer in Fengdu.

After making the Rebirth Plaques for them, Jiangli placed the plaques on the shelf beside the ancestor’s statue to let them enjoy the purification of incense.

After finishing all this, Jiangli walked to the ancestor’s statue, bowed slightly in worship.

She wanted to ask the old man some things, but knowing his skill in playing dead, she realized she wouldn’t get any answers from him.

With this in mind, Jiangli didn’t waste her breath.

She turned and left the main hall.

The ancestor’s statue seemed to watch in the direction Jiangli left.

...

Xia Xin still hadn’t returned, so Jiangli’s dinner fell onto Fu’er’s shoulders again.

Fu’er bought a lot of good food and, after watching Jiangli finish eating, cleaned the temple a bit.

But by around eight in the evening, Xia Xin still hadn’t come back.

Fu’er became a bit worried.

He walked into the side hall, looking at the pitch-black sky outside, muttering, "Ancestor, why hasn’t that kid Xia Xin returned yet? Could something have happened to him?"

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