Chapter 2: Master Wang Da
Master Wang said: "That is called the Dragon Raising Its Head, which grows solely on the sunlit high cliffs. This Dragon Raising Its Head possesses an abundance of yang energy, capable of dispelling cold and replenishing yang while storing energy. I see that your face is filled with the aura of frost, so I suspect that you must have encountered some extremely yin and filthy entity recently. You are over sixty years old, and your internal yang energy has diminished. If that filthy entity's yin energy has entered your body and is not dealt with promptly and properly, it will surely shorten your lifespan"
As soon as he entered, Old Master Zhao was about to speak, but was interrupted by Master Wang, who said: "Please hold on, Master Zhang, come in and have a cup of tea with me!" Without waiting for a response, he pulled Old Master Zhao into the room and personally prepared a cup of hot tea, presenting it to him.
Upon hearing this, Old Master Zhao was immediately alarmed and said: "The immortal truly possesses divine powers, and I am once again grateful! However, that lingering soul has long resided in my home, which is not a trivial matter... I humbly request the immortal to lend a hand and save us."
Master Wang nodded and said: "This entity is merely a remnant soul, lacking the power of a fierce ghost and posing no threat to people. At most, it can frighten others. However, if time passes and it is absorbed by some other serpent deity, it may become difficult to control. Here’s the plan: I will accompany you there now. When the sun sets tonight and the yang energy dissipates while the yin energy rises, I will help you drive her away. The next day, you can go to her grave, burn a few incense sticks, and bow a few times, and that will suffice."
Wang Daxian did not decline either; after accepting the silver dollar, he returned to the inner room, took a wooden box, and then left with Old Master Zhao and Wang Wu
Before even entering the Zhao family gate, Liu Liu, the chief laborer of the Zhao family, ran out and approached Old Master Zhao, saying: "Sir, are you back? Orchid's mother came early this morning, saying she had something to discuss with you, and she is currently sitting in the main hall."
Wang Wu recognized this household, which was the residence of the renowned "Master Wang" known throughout the ten-mile and eight-village area. Recalling the orchids mentioned by the old man on the way, Wang Wu was suddenly drenched in cold sweat. Trembling, he knocked on the door and said, "Master! Are you home?"
Although Master Zhang has tasted countless teas, he could not discern the flavor of the cup he just drank. He only felt that the tea was fragrant and pleasant, a rare good tea. He could only shake his head and say, "I am too old to know."
Old Master Zhao nodded, sighed again, and recounted the entire story in detail to Master Wang.
Old Master Zhang, upon smelling the sweet and fragrant tea, felt a bit parched after hurrying on the road in the morning. He expressed his gratitude to m.hetushu.com and took a sip of the tea. As soon as the tea went down, the chill that had been lingering since last night surprisingly dissipated, and he felt much more at ease. His originally sallow complexion appeared more rosy.
The old master sighed and said, "Xiao Wu, do you still remember the concubine I took a few months ago?"
Before long, the door opened, revealing none other than Master Wang himself. Master Wang, originally named Wang Yidu, often provided services such as feng shui consultations and grave site selections. When people got married or had children, they frequently sought his expertise to calculate birth dates and choose names. Over time, everyone came to refer to him as Master Wang.
Old Master Zhang furrowed his brows and murmured, "What is she here for?" He then handed his cane to Wang Wu behind him and led Wang Daxian inside.
Upon seeing this, Master Zhang secretly thought to himself that this Wang Daxian truly possesses some remarkable skills. It seems that he has not sought the wrong person for this matter
The old man sighed again and said, "What a grievance!" After that, he fell silent and hurried on his way. The distance from Er Gou Village to the Zhao family's Yi Gou Village was not very far. Just as the roosters began to crow, the two of them arrived at the village head, and the old man headed straight for a household at the end of the village.
Master Wang stroked his sparse beard and, with his eyes half-closed, said: "This orchid did not die unjustly, nor was it harmed by others. It harbored no resentment, and thus could not become a vengeful spirit. What you saw last night was merely a wisp of her lingering soul. If I am not mistaken, it must be her lingering attachment to this world before her death that caused her soul to remain. Master Zhang, do you know what kind of tea I just gave you to drink?"
After listening to the old gentleman's account, Wang Wu, who stood behind him, was drenched in cold sweat, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He recalled how he often entered that warehouse to retrieve farming tools after Orchid's death, and his heart sank even further.
Before long, the three returned to the residence of Lord Zhang in Gou Village. It was not yet noon, but the sun was already high in the sky. It was the hot days of July, and both Lord Zhang and Wang Wu were drenched in sweat, while Master Wang appeared completely relaxed and at ease, with not a single bead of sweat on his face
Seeing this, Master Wang said: "Did Lord Zhang encounter anything strange today?"
Upon hearing this, the old master quickly nodded in agreement and instructed Wang Wu to take out several pieces of silver dollars to hand over to Wang Daxian
As soon as Wang Daxian opened the door, he caught sight of Old Master Zhao standing behind Wang Wu. His brows immediately furrowed together, and without saying a word, he simply let the two of them enter.
Upon hearing this, Wang Wu was momentarily taken aback, unsure why the old master had suddenly inquired about this matter, and for a moment, he did not know how to respond