After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

Chapter 454 Baby Zhou Exposes Fraud

"It's me," Zhouzhou said, waving her little fist at him. The Taoist recoiled at the sight, cautiously eyeing her.

Patting Qin Lie's shoulder, Zhouzhou reassured him, prompting him to set her down. She then approached the Taoist and addressed the guest before her, saying, "Sister, you're alright. You've just been having trouble sleeping lately. Get a good night's rest, and you won't have nightmares or run into misfortune anymore."

How did she know about her nightmares and recent misfortunes?

The guest glanced at her suspiciously, then at the Taoist, finding it all rather peculiar. Eventually, she hurriedly left with her bag in hand.

The Taoist reached out to stop her, but Zhouzhou's chubby hand suddenly grasped his wrist, startling him into silence.

Forcing a smile, he said, "Little girl, my apologies. Please let go."

Recalling her previous display of strength, he felt a shiver down his spine.

Why did he have to encounter her again today?

Zhouzhou glanced at him, huffed lightly, and released his hand, displeased. "Why do you keep deceiving people?"

Offended, the Taoist retorted, "Who said I'm deceiving people?"

"Your talismans are utterly useless. Isn't that deceiving?"

"They're not useless," the Taoist insisted, recalling how she had disrupted his previous big deal. He was starting to feel irritated. "The psychological effect counts."

"With my talismans, she feels reassured, sleeps better, performs well at work, and isn't bullied by colleagues. Isn't that warding off misfortune? How can you say it's useless?"

Zhouzhou glared at him, unimpressed.

The Taoist, however, felt somewhat smug.

Just as he was about to speak again, a gust of wind struck his face, causing him to wince in pain. Angry, he began, "You—"

But as he turned his head, his voice trailed off. Qin Lie stood a few steps away, with no adults within two meters, only a little tyke.

How was this possible?

Could it be real ghosts?

The thought sent a shiver down his spine, and he touched his still-stinging face, his eyes showing signs of fear.

Zhouzhou glanced at Ancestral Master, her lips curving into a smile.

However, ...

Zhouzhou took out a talisman from her bag. "If you buy this talisman from me, you'll be safe."

"I'm not selling it at a high price, just two hundred yuan! A fair price," Zhouzhou flashed her scissors gesture. Originally, she would have sold it for just two yuan, but this person was too wicked; he needed some punishment. The price had to go up.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist chuckled dismissively. Looking at her askance, he said, "Little girl, I've seen through this trick a long time ago. Are you trying to swindle money out of me? Hmph."

He didn't believe her at all. He packed up his things, slung them over his shoulder, and said, "Go back and practice for a few more years. This trick won't work on me. Goodbye."

With that, he walked away quickly. He even touched his head, thinking that the Feng Shui in that place was bad and decided to find another place.

Watching the few spirits trailing behind him, Zhouzhou sighed softly and shrugged. "Nothing we can do. I originally wanted to help him."

Ancestral Master shook his head, never having encountered someone so foolish.

"Well, some people won't mend their ways until they meet their downfall," he waved his hand. "You'll become wealthy soon, and then he'll believe you."

"Really?" Zhouzhou exclaimed in delight, patting her chubby cheeks. "Am I really going to become wealthy?"

Ancestral Master smiled and nodded, looking at the little girl thoughtfully, stroking his chin as if pondering something.

To restore the former glory of the Daoist sect, mere propaganda wouldn't be enough. They also had to get rid of the bad apples.

Otherwise, it would be like building a house while simultaneously destroying its foundation—definitely not a good idea.

Zhouzhou noticed his strange expression and gave him a guarded look. "Ancestral Master, don't bully me, or I'll tell on you!"

His expression clearly indicated mischief.

Ancestral Master innocently smiled. "How could I ever do such a thing? Why would I harm you?"

She didn't believe him for a second.

Covering her head, Zhouzhou dashed back to Qin Lie's side. "Dad, let's go home."

Qin Lie nodded, glanced at Ancestral Master, and then turned to leave, carrying Zhouzhou in his arms.

Meanwhile, the Taoist who had just left was humming a tune as he headed back to his rented cottage.

Unbeknownst to him, several spirits were slowly closing in on him from behind...