The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly

Chapter 260: Chapter 132: This Time It’s a Swindler (Part 5) _Extra for 100+ Monthly Votes

A grand wedding steeped in Taoist tradition not only made the world aware of the union between He Qingfeng and Su Min,

but also shrewdly promoted Guiyuan Temple.

After all, both were eager to turn a profit, calculating benefits down to the bone.

A grand wedding was, of course, ideal.

But for two people who loved and depended on each other, who found redemption in one another, the wedding itself wasn’t truly that significant.

They valued the fame of Guiyuan Temple even more.

They didn’t want to continue, as they did in their youth, scamming their way through the Itinerant World together.

Guiyuan Temple was an official Taoist Temple, and the talismans drawn by He Qingfeng—though lacking in Spiritual Energy—were nonetheless a legitimate product of Taoist heritage with a history of several hundred years.

Even if they couldn’t ward off evil or ensure safety, they were also a kind of alternative intangible cultural heritage, right?

At least, in Su Min’s view, the talismans made by her Brother Qingfeng deserved to fetch a higher price.

Guiyuan Temple was merely obscured by its remote location and lack of marketing, which left it obscure.

If people knew Nanshan had a Guiyuan Temple, whose temple master could draw all sorts of talismans, the temple wouldn’t be short of visitors.

Indeed, He Qingfeng and Su Min’s lavish Taoist wedding truly attracted quite a bit of attention.

And this was when the internet was at its most explosive, with traffic overflowing on sites like ”Mouya” and ”Mobo.”

Someone posted a thread on ”Mouya”—

”Shocking!! Taoist priests can get married?! Let me share an extraordinary wedding I experienced!”

Taoist priests were inherently eye-catching,

and a traditional wedding full of religious color left many netizens exclaiming over its splendor and classic elegance.

Plus, the attractive couple, He Qingfeng and Su Min, dressed in exquisitely detailed, ancient-style Taoist wedding attire, looked like they stepped straight out of a TV drama poster.

Guiyuan Temple suddenly became a hot topic.

The buzz from ”Mouya” spread to ”Mobo” and quickly went mainstream.

Many netizens rushed to check in, and He Qingfeng took the opportunity to collaborate with several villages at the mountain’s base, building roads and inns, actually creating some success.

Though, after the initial wave of hype, the number of tourists diminished greatly.

Still, it was much better than the previously desolate temple, as some netizens continued to visit due to its reputation.

Those far away may hesitate, but nearby tourists or those visiting nearby areas would often take a detour to Guiyuan Temple.

After discussing and planning together, He Qingfeng and Su Min centered their efforts on Guiyuan Temple and started a temple fair.

On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, local farmers would bring their produce to sell.

After a few years of operation, the fair gradually gained local fame, and businesses began to join in.

By the time their daughter reached nine years old, the Guiyuan Temple fair had grown modestly in scale, drawing more visitors for entertainment.

Visitors originally came for food, fun, and local products, but since they were there, they would also take a stroll through Guiyuan Temple.

Peace charms, Evil Exorcism Talismans, Love Charms, Lucky Fish Talismans... while they didn’t look genuine, they were also not too expensive.

Ranging from fifty to a hundred yuan, they were just a happy purchase for someone out enjoying their day.

If they worked, it was a win; if not, there was no great regret!

And it was far from a scam.

The visitors thought little of it, but small amounts added up, and for Guiyuan Temple and the couple, it was a significant income.

Over the years, He Qingfeng renovated Guiyuan Temple and built shops around it with the income from selling talismans, shaping the humble fair into something substantial.

True Master Qingfeng thrived, and Immortal Nun Su lived comfortably.

Recover a child’s soul, expel an old lady’s demons, calculate fortunes, occasionally become a medium—all at a low cost of tens to hundreds of yuan.

Within a year, it could net them over a hundred thousand.

Life got better and better for the couple, and the wounds of their childhood seemed to heal under the contentment of their happy life.

But, it seemed God just couldn’t bear to see them too well-off.

Within two or three years of their marriage, they eagerly awaited the arrival of a daughter.

But Su Min, who had been so cautious, unexpectedly gave birth prematurely, and the baby was rushed to the neonatal ward, where she stayed for over a month.

Once home, the child remained frail.

Every three days a minor illness, every five days a serious one, taking more medication than food.

Of course, if one were to explain it using Mysticism, their daughter, He Tiantian’s birth chart was not very favorable.