Chapter 489: Chapter 481: Demon Path? I Love the Sound of That Name

There was certainly no problem with the shop that Ding Shouxin and his wife intended to gift the Qin family. Qin Liuxi made it sound serious, especially to frighten Mrs. Xie, to prevent this greedy woman from taking things she shouldn’t and causing trouble for her own family, which would then require her assistance to clean up after.

That’s why she said what she did.

“Xixi, what’s this about you being the Junior Temple Master they mentioned? I noticed they seemed quite fearful,” Mrs. Gu continued to inquire, “How come you’ve become this… Junior Temple Master?”

Qin Liuxi explained, “It means that when my master, who is the current temple master, ascends to heaven, I will be the one to inherit the Daoist Temple. Their fear comes naturally, as they’ve heard of my formidable reputation.”

Master Chi Yuan thought to himself: I’m about to be ‘honored’ to death by this evil disciple!

Mrs. Xie glanced at the silver note hidden in her arms and thought secretly that inheriting the Daoist Temple would certainly bring in a steady stream of silver. In just a short while, she had managed to swindle hundreds in incense money just by moving her lips.

God Stick truly knows how to make a profit!

Mrs. Wang frowned, opened her mouth as if she wanted to point out that inheriting the Daoist Temple meant that one could no longer consider marriage and betrothal.

Even though her own sect didn’t concern itself with marriage, she had never actually seen any female practitioner truly get married.

Could it be that this girl had never considered this aspect at all?

Mrs. Wang felt worried as if foreseeing a future filled with her own fruitless efforts to encourage marriage.

At this moment, Nanny Ding announced that Old Mrs. Qin had woken up, so they went inside to exaggerate and embellish the story of how Ding Shouxin and his wife had been outmaneuvered by Qin Liuxi.

Old Mrs. Qin looked at Qin Liuxi and after a long time managed to utter just one word: “Good.”

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As soon as Ding Shouxin and his wife left the Qin Family home, they immediately instructed their steward to investigate Qingping Temple, especially the legitimacy of this Junior Temple Master title.

Mrs. Ding still looked somewhat uneasy as she said, “My lord, do you think that girl was just bluffing us, or…?”

“It’s not like we can’t find out. She wouldn’t lie about this; she must be the Junior Temple Master for real. It’s just the extent of her actual capabilities that remains unclear,” he replied. Those involved with the supernatural and ghostly matters, how could outsiders possibly probe and uncover all of their secrets? And that’s precisely the trouble because you don’t know what kind of cards they’re holding, which makes you hesitate to act rashly.

Ding Shouxin’s expression was as somber as still water. Regardless, they had already offended the Qin family, and it would be fortunate enough not to be held grudges against, let alone to hope for a cordial relationship in the future.

“She wouldn’t really resort to foul play, would she?” Mrs. Ding said anxiously, “My lord, we cannot just take her word for it; we must find a master to check our home.”

Ding Shouxin replied, “She has already accepted the silver note, which is equivalent to accepting an offering; if she did resort to foul play, she should retract it now.” He paused, then added, “However, that girl does have a somewhat sinister air about her; we can’t take her word as complete truth, and indeed need someone to take a look.”

The more he thought about his time in the Qin family home, the more stifled he felt. He angrily punched the side of the carriage and said, “I never imagined the Qin family would produce such a person.”

If it wasn’t for Qin Liuxi’s intimidating status, why would they have had to grovel and beg?

Indeed, Ding Shouxin did not think Qin Liuxi was merely bluffing; based on the way she suppressed him single-handedly with her presence, he actually felt this woman was inscrutable, and her evil aura made him wary.

Thinking back on Qin Liuxi’s words about dragging his descendants down with him in death, Ding Shouxin felt a chill in his heart, feeling inexplicably certain that she was fully capable of doing such a thing.

Damn it, the Taoist Sect has been subdued by the Buddhist Sect for decades, and now, is it making a comeback? How did such an abomination spring up!

Upon returning to the Ding family, Ding Shouxin and the others were summoned by Old Mrs. Ding to inquire about the situation, whether the problem had been resolved, and whether it was that Taoist who had stepped in to help the young lady of the Qin family.

However, when they heard that Qin Liuxi was that very Taoist Buqiu, they were all dumbfounded.

“It’s impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Mrs. Ding San was the first to disbelieve, exclaiming excitedly: “How could such a trivial girl be so impressive?”

Mrs. Ding was furious and with nowhere else to vent, she scoffed: “Why is it impossible? Did you watch her grow up or something? How would you know what she has learned over the years?”

“She’s just a girl!”

“So are you saying that she can’t have the talent, that she wasn’t born for this profession?” Mrs. Ding retorted sharply, grinding her teeth, “If it wasn’t for you, Third Sister-in-Law, wanting that shop, we wouldn’t be in this mess. Now look, we’ve offended everyone to the core, and even the shop we wanted to offer as an apology can’t be given away. If she is willing to accept the incense money and let it go, then so be it. If not, who knows how much bad luck will befall our Ding family.”

Mrs. Ding San felt terribly wronged; how could she have known that the Qin family had such a person?

“I always felt that girl was strange and carried an evil air. No wonder she never fit in with us,” Old Mrs. Ding said, clutching her head, feeling a throbbing pain.

“Enough, it’s been discussed, and she’s taken the silver. She won’t take things too far,” Ding Shouxin tried to calm everyone, his voice sinking: “From now on, we must not provoke the Qin family again.”

Who would dare to provoke them now? Aren’t they afraid of being cursed by that Demon Taoist?

Demon Taoist Qin Liuxi: I like the sound of that name!

While the family was gloomy and worried, the person who went out to gather information had also returned.

These days, there are many believers in Buddhism. Although Qingping Temple’s incense does not rival that of Wuxiang Temple, it’s not that far behind. Especially since they perform charitable almsgiving every year. Qingping Temple was restarted just ten years ago. Originally dilapidated with even the Grandmaster toppled over, the temple has been gradually restored over these ten years. This year, they finally added a golden roof, and the Grandmaster statue has been replaced with a golden one, now giving it the vibe of the Grand Temple.

Oh, right, Qingping Temple is currently closed for repairs. I heard they’re planning to build a Scripture House, and it’s not a small project.

“Tell us about Master Buqiu, I’ve never heard of such a person before,” Ding Laosan said.

The steward clasps his hands and says, “Of course you haven’t heard, because the Junior Temple Master was only appointed in August or September of this year. But this Taoist Buqiu has always been around; it’s just that she rarely reveals her identity in public. She always dresses as Qian Dao when outside, and being young, not many people recognize her. Nevertheless, many believers know that Taoist Buqiu of Qingping Temple has outstanding medical skills; it’s just that because she moves unpredictably, seeing her for treatment depends on fate.”

“She’s a Taoist, and she can heal too? How old is she?” Medical skills are quite good? Who’s blowing such big talk!

The steward replied: “It is said that the Mystic Sect has Five Skills, one of which is Medicine. Qingping Temple also organizes free clinics during the winter, and that’s when she will show up.”

Ding Shouxin asked, “Besides healing, what else can she do?”

“According to the little servants of the Daoist Temple, the Junior Temple Master is a bit of a jack of all trades, and she is also adept at exorcism and ghost hunting,” the steward wiped the sweat from his forehead, “It’s just that she has a bit of a strange temperament and is somewhat lazy; otherwise, she would be even more renowned.”

With a stern face, Ding Shouxin asked, “What is the public’s perception of Qingping Temple?”

“It is certainly positive. Every year during Qingming and the Ghost Festival, and also in winter, Qingping Temple engages in charitable activities. The road in front of Qingping Temple was paved by the temple itself, and in years of disaster, they also help the people at the foot of the mountain.”

Ding Shouxin exhaled a breath of relief. With such deeds, she must have some ethical boundaries in her actions, right?