Chapter 39: Driving Out Evil with Flying Silken Threads

  Gu Mo Sheng, after all, had a deep foundation in traditional Chinese medicine and was well-experienced. When he saw Xiao Long's condition, he suddenly remembered a certain illness that children often suffered from, characterized by sudden outbursts of screaming and crying that wouldn't stop. This disease was extremely difficult to cure and was known as "Evil Invasion Syndrome". Even Gu Mo Sheng didn't have any good methods for treating it.

  Knowing that Zhang Jun was a disciple of Hua Bu Yi, he thought to take the opportunity to make things difficult for him. If Zhang Jun couldn't cure this symptom, it would naturally weaken Hua Bu Yi's reputation, which is what he wanted to see.

  To speak of it, he and Hua Buqi had no grudges between them. Ten years ago, a noble from the capital came to seek medical treatment, but not only did he fail to cure the illness, he almost took the patient's life.

  At the critical moment, Hua Bu Yi appeared and not only saved the patient's life but also eliminated his illness. Compared to each other, the high and low are distinct, and he is extremely jealous of Hua Bu Yi because of this matter, taking it as a shame.

  Ten years have passed, and today he met a disciple of Hua Buqi. He naturally wanted to take advantage of Zhang Junyi, and at the same time, cut down on Hua Buqi's prestige, to vent his anger for the events of that year.

  Zhang Jun is no fool, he saw the other party's expression was not good, so he knew they must be up to no good. He thought that since they had clashed, he would thoroughly defeat this person and boost his master's reputation.

  At this thought, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Gu Mo Sheng, the illness you can't cure, I can. This difficult problem I'll take on. However, listen well, if I cure Little Dragon, in the future when you see my master, you must show respect as a junior apprentice and respectfully call out 'Ancestor Master'."

  Gu Mo's face showed anger, he was also a person with a medical legacy, and when it came to it, he was of the same generation as Hua Bu Yi, yet the other party made him call him Master Ancestor?

  "How about it? You don't dare?" Zhang Jun asked coldly.

  Gu Mo thought to himself, even if this young man was extremely skilled, he wouldn't be able to cure the evil invading disease. Even if Hua Bu Yi were to take action, it's uncertain whether it would be effective, let alone him. Thinking of this, his confidence increased twofold, and in a deep voice, he said: "Alright! If you can truly cure this illness, I'm willing to admit defeat. However, if you can't cure it, let Hua Bu Yi acknowledge me as her master. Are you daring enough to make this bet?"

  Zhang Jun sneered in his heart, thinking that even if he couldn't cure the disease, he could still suppress Xiao Long's condition. This "Shizu" was already set.

  "After a moment of silence, he said loudly: 'Alright! Mr. Shang is the witness.'"

  After Gu Mo's death, the group of people all quieted down. They weren't fools, and even if they hadn't heard of Hua Buqi's great name before, they now knew that this person was not ordinary, or else Gu Mo wouldn't have been so serious about making a bet with his disciple.

  Shang Yang naturally wanted to see Zhang Jun win, and he didn't have a good impression of Gu Mo Sheng either. For both public and private reasons, he hoped Zhang Jun would come out on top. So he called someone to bring over a camera and directly record the process of making the bet.

  After finishing the certification, Zhang Jun walked to Xiaolong's front and stared at his back. Under the transparent view, it was found that the white-clothed "female ghost" had appeared again, torturing Xiaolong like last time.

  Zhang Jun didn't say a word, staring at the female ghost. He had already warned her last time, and this time he took action without any scruples. About ten seconds later, a golden light shot towards the female ghost, unlike before, this time the golden light transformed into a Buddha halfway through.

  The Buddha's face was filled with indignation, his two bodies and four arms holding a sword, rope, knife, and club. His face turned blue-green as he let out a lion's roar and charged towards the female ghost. The female ghost's face showed a look of shock and fear, her body gradually disappearing and transforming into a chaotic rain of light.

  In the midst of that radiant rain, Zhang Jun saw many scenes flash by. The images were blurry, but Zhang Jun could sense the atmosphere and suddenly understood. It turned out that there was a woman in the merchant's household who had not borne children at the age of forty and was extremely jealous of the child born to the merchant's wife. Not long after, this woman died of depression, leaving behind a hint of resentment that became the source of Little Dragon's torment.

  The light rain disappeared, and the female ghost also vanished without a trace. The little dragon immediately stopped crying and shouting, staring blankly at the people in the room.

  Zhang Jun was shocked, he didn't think his clairvoyance was so amazing, and he actually killed the female ghost with one blow, and also saw through the cause and effect of this matter. This made him think of a saying, some religious people believe that human spiritual thoughts can change the face of the world.

  That female ghost is the resentment and hatred of a woman in her previous life. It has no shape or form, can't be seen with the naked eye, but it can make Xiaolong seriously ill for a long time, suffering greatly.

  After Xiaolong calmed down, Zhang Jun touched his head a few more times and said, "Alright, the evil energy on Xiaolong's body has been dispelled by me."

  Everyone was stunned. In their eyes, Zhang Jun just stared at Xiaolong for a while, with an angry expression, and then touched Xiaolong's head again. Can this really cure the disease?

  Regardless of what others think, Xiaolong has indeed stopped crying and making a fuss, leaving everyone baffled.

  Gu Mo Sheng was also shocked, he was a genuine famous doctor with exceptional skills, if even he couldn't cure the illness, others shouldn't be able to easily heal it. He couldn't understand, and the group of people behind him were even more puzzled, each with an odd expression.

  The happiest were the Shangyang couple, who hastily picked up Little Dragon and looked him over left and right, discovering that the child's complexion had improved significantly, his eyes becoming lively and spirited, as if he had truly recovered.

  Shang Yang still couldn't believe it, looked at Zhang Jun and asked by raising an eyebrow. The latter smiled and said: "Don't worry, the root of the disease has been removed, go home and spend more time with your child, you'll recover in a day or two."

  Shang Yang was overjoyed and said sincerely: "Zhang, I won't say thanks."

  Gu Mosheng's face was pale, feeling suffocated to the point of vomiting blood, his face stiff and silent. Zhang Jun, however, showed no intention of letting him off easy, saying in a low voice: "Gu Mosheng, remember your promise. If you dare not acknowledge it, I'll make a million copies of that video recording of our bet and send them to every corner of the country. The best way to deal with someone who has no shame is to slap him hard on the face."

  Gu Mo Sheng let out a heavy hum, turned around and left, he really couldn't bear to stay any longer. The group of people behind him also followed him out with gloomy faces, each one looking like they were attending a funeral.

  After everyone left, Shang Yang burst out laughing and gave Zhang Jun a thumbs up, saying: "Younger brother, I admire you!"

  Zhang Jun waved his hand and said, "I was too impulsive today, there's no need to offend a local snake like Gu Mo Sheng."

  Shang Yang's face was stern as he said, "Younger brother, don't worry. If Gu Mo dares to cause you trouble, I have a way to deal with him."

  Zhang Jun smiled and said, "I forgot, elder brother is also a wealthy and powerful person."

  Two of them said a few words, and he thought of something important, asking: "Have you businessmen ever had such a woman, forty years old but not yet giving birth, ending in depression, and this person liked to wear white clothes before death?"

  As soon as she heard this, Madame Shang's face turned white in an instant, and she trembled with fear, saying: "How did Brother Zhang know? That was my second sister-in-law, who passed away more than half a year ago." As she said this, her expression changed again, "Xiao Long also contracted this strange illness more than half a year ago, could it be..."

  The Shangyang couple both felt a chill on their backs and didn't look too good.

  Zhang Jun smiled and comforted them: "Don't be afraid, the dirty things have been cleaned up by me. I'm just asking casually."

  Then the couple told the story of Er Sao. After Shang Yang's older half-brother married Er Sao, they had no children. When Er Sao saw that Shang Furen and other sisters-in-law all had children, she became even more unhappy and died at 41 years old.

  After listening, Zhang Jun sighed and said, "When I get home, don't think about anything, this matter has already passed."

  The two nodded repeatedly, but there was a hint of reverence in their eyes as they looked at Zhang Jun. They were not familiar with Zhang Jun, yet he had spoken the truth in one breath, what's the difference between him and a god who can predict the future?

  Next afternoon, Xiaolong was very lively, running and jumping around, no longer looking sickly as before, putting everyone at ease.

  The next morning, Zhang Jun decided to return home and bid farewell to the Shangyang couple. Shangyang repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay but eventually said: "Younger brother, when you return to Donghai, be sure to let me know and I'll come to meet you."

  On the way home, Zhang Jun didn't take a taxi because Shang Yang insisted on sending him in a car. It was that stretched Rolls-Royce again. Moreover, the car was filled with all sorts of gifts, which were said to be for Zhang Jun's parents, making it hard for him to refuse.

  Dongling City is a three or four hour drive from Qinghe County, so leaving at 8am would get us home just in time for lunch. Along the way, he had called his parents to let them know we were on our way, so when we arrived at the residential compound, Lu Hongmei and her husband, along with a large group of relatives, were all waiting there.

  Zhang Jun was shocked to find that his younger uncle, younger aunt, as well as the families of his older uncle, second uncle, third uncle, older aunt and second aunt were all there. Even his over 70-year-old grandfather was standing in the crowd, smiling at him.

  Everyone saw Zhang Jun get out of a car they had never seen before, and their faces showed surprise. Zhang Jun rushed over in three strides, greeting the elders one by one, then asked strangely: "Mom, why is everyone here? Is something wrong at home?"

  Lu Hongmei was dressed in the standard attire of a small town resident, and the years had left indelible marks on her face. She smiled and said, "Nonsense, what's going to happen? Your third uncle and aunt came to our house yesterday and said you won the lottery. Everyone got excited and invited all the relatives and friends over to celebrate."

  Zhang Jun was suddenly at a loss for words, thinking to himself that he had somehow won the lottery. However, he didn't dare say it out loud and quickly nodded in agreement: "Right, right, we should celebrate."

  Third Uncle winked at him and said, "Xiao Jun, Third Uncle has already booked a table at Bai Wei Building, let's go over there to celebrate properly."

  Zhang Jun bitterly smiled. At this moment, he could only nod his head, there was no way for him to speak in front of so many elders.

  It's rare for all relatives to come, and Zhang Jun is also a person who likes lively scenes. So he picked some of the gifts sent by Shang Yang and gave them away to his relatives and friends present, everyone got a share, even the least welcomed third aunt received a set of high-end cosmetics.

  In the afternoon, a big family came to Baiwei Building and occupied three large tables. They were eating, drinking and chatting happily. Some half-grown children and little girls ran around the house, making a lot of noise.

  At the banquet, Zhang had to show off his fake lottery ticket again. He also acted as a generous person, ran to the restroom and sealed dozens of red envelopes, each containing 6,000 yuan, and everyone present received one.