Chapter 6 Blood Sampling Verification

  The clock ticked away relentlessly, and in Xiaoyan's sleeping world, only a few seconds, minutes had passed, but in reality, a long night had already gone by.

  Early in the morning, Yanxi brought the spiritual medium to knock on Xiaoyan's wooden door. Tong Xuan, who was cooking breakfast, hastily opened the door.

  Yan Xi wore a long dress, sweetly smiled at Tong Xuan and called out: "Auntie, I've brought the master here, it's not too early to disturb your dreams, is it?"

  The so-called spiritual master standing next to me, wearing a yellow robe, with his chest exposed and his eyes closed, had one hand holding a string of Buddhist beads and the other hand placed in front of his chest, silently muttering something under his breath, his face calm and aged, looking like an old monk.

  Tong Xuan bowed slightly, her two hands clasped together in front of her chest, and said:

  "Master is well." Turning her head to Yan Xi, she smiled indulgently and said, "Don't be polite, Auntie woke up early, come on in and take a seat."

  The master medium opened his eyes and softly said "uh-huh", then took out an ancient compass from the sleeve of his yellow robe, on which were carved many messy yet ancient patterns. He walked into the house randomly, and Tong Xuan quickly made way for him, with Yan Xi closely following behind the master medium.

  The master first stopped in the middle of the living room, looked at the compass in his hand and examined the surroundings. After walking along the wall for a week, he nodded thoughtfully. Tong Xuan looked puzzled, but didn't dare to interrupt the master.

  After wandering around the living room for a few laps, the master took out the compass and looked at the bathroom, kitchen, and Tong Xuan's bedroom one by one. Then he frowned with a puzzled expression, muttering to himself: "Not right, not right." Tong Xuan suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

  The master seemed to have thought of something and turned around to ask Tong Xuan:

  "What about your daughter who encountered a ghost?"

  "Oh, Xiaoyan is still sleeping. Should I wake her up?" Tong Xuan suddenly became nervous and had actually forgotten that Xiaoyan was still asleep.

  "Hmm." The master nodded heavily again, without saying a word more, which was quite befitting of a master.

  Tong Xuan hastily ran into Xiao Yan's room and softly called out to wake her up:

  "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, Tong Xiao Yan, get up quickly."

  Xiao Yan slightly opened her eyes, rubbed her sore eyes, and the sunlight was so dazzling. In her world, it had only been a few minutes, how did it become daylight? Sleeping pills were indeed effective, a peaceful night's sleep.

  It was a comfortable sleep on Saturday morning when Tong Xuan woke her up, and Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.

  Before she could recover, Xiaoyan was hastily pulled in front of the master by Tong Xuan. The master only glanced at Xiaoyan's drowsy eyes a few times before turning around and walking into Xiaoyan's room with his compass. At this time, Xiaoyan still felt dizzy and lightheaded, but she finally managed to calm down, only to be frightened by the strange appearance of this unfamiliar person in front of her.

  "Who is this? Ah, how did you get into my room!" Xiao Yan turned around to ask Tong Xuan, seeing Master entering her own room without saying a word, she questioned Tong Xuan with a hint of anger.

  "This is a master of spiritual medium, come and take a look at your home to help drive out the ghost, it's okay, don't worry." Before Tong Xuan could speak, Yan Xi interrupted, patting Xiao Yan's back, signaling her to calm down.

  Xiao Yan's calm lake surface was stirred up again, and although her heart didn't want to admit the existence of 'ghosts', as long as there was a way to escape that endless nightmare, she was willing to try. Of course, this master looked quite reliable.

  The master turned around and walked out of the room again, furrowing his brow even more tightly, muttering to himself: "Strange, truly strange."

  The master's gaze shifted to Xiaoyan, sizing her up and down, seemingly deep in thought. Suddenly, he walked forward, grasped Xiaoyan's hand, and placed two fingers on her wrist, intently feeling her pulse. Xiaoyan was startled at first, but then calmed down after a moment's reflection.

  "Eh, Master, what's this..." Before Tong Xuan could finish asking, the master stretched out a palm to signal Tong Xuan to be quiet. Yan Xi stepped forward and pulled Tong Xuan back, saying in a low voice: "The master has his reasons for doing this, let's not rush."

  Xiao Yan stood there blankly, allowing the master to make various strange gestures and movements.

  The master's expression became increasingly solemn, and from the yellow robe sleeve, he took out a package of fine silver needles. He took one of the silver needles and pricked Xiaoyan's palm, causing a few drops of crimson blood to flow out and fall into a small cup filled with water that the master had already prepared. Then, he took out a packet of white powder and poured it into the water. Tong Xuan and Xiaoyan looked on with growing doubts in their hearts, but they didn't dare disturb the master who was deeply focused.

  The powdery substance dissolved in the water, which remained clear and transparent. A few drops of blood stood out starkly against the white cup, never dissolving into the clarity.

  The master looked at the water in the white cup and the blood drop that did not mix with the water, revealing an expression of both surprise and delight:

  "So that's how it is! No wonder! No wonder!"

  Tong Xuan finally couldn't bear the doubts in her heart and pulled Xiao Yan forward to ask the master who was staring at the cup with a deep thought:

  "Master, is there something wrong?"

  The master glanced at Xiaoyan and put down his cup, letting out a long sigh as he spoke to Tong Xuan:

  "Hey, your house is quite special. Although the building is old and hasn't been renovated for years, and not many people live here, it's situated in a great location with mountains and water to the south, which means the feng shui is excellent. It should be a place where gods and ghosts would gather. The layout of your house is also very good, there are no vengeful spirits dwelling here, the air is pure and clean, and looking around, I don't see anything dark or evil. It's strange that you've encountered fierce ghosts multiple times, this is my first time encountering such a situation. May I ask, how has your family's financial situation been lately?"

  Tong Xuan awkwardly smiled and replied:

  "If it were good, they wouldn't be living in this old house."

  "That's right. Actually, you were born with a wealthy and noble fate, and should have had plenty of wealth and good fortune. The feng shui here is also auspicious for attracting wealth and avoiding evil spirits, but instead, you are as poor as can be, and plagued by illness. From what I see, this encounter with the ghost has nothing to do with the feng shui, but rather with the person who encountered it." The master raised his hand and lightly pointed in Xiaoyan's direction, saying this before continuing without regard for the two people's expressions:

  "I have already examined her bones and veins, and based on the evidence of dripping blood, I can conclude that this girl has a extremely yin body and spirit. Those close to her will suffer lightly with poverty and hardship throughout their lives without any support, while those who are heavily involved...will often meet with bloody disasters and will surely die an untimely death within a few years."

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