Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1524: Helping Him Eliminate His Calamities

When they were allowed to leave the city, the old man took Ning Shu back to the Daoist Temple.

Ning Shu gave the Phantom King Core to Martial Uncle Ge, who couldn’t help but smile as he looked at the snow-white Phantom King Core. He gave Ning Shu a few bottles of medicine. “This is a hundred-year ginseng pill and some other pills that are good for your body. Keep them.”

Ning Shu took the bottles and said, “Thank you, Martial Uncle.”

“Hmph…” The old man looked on with a cold snort. “You really want to exchange the Phantom King Core with a few bottles of medicine? This is something that can only be encountered once in a thousand years. Old Man Ge, you’re bullying my disciple.”

Martial Uncle Ge said, “If you have any issues in the future, just come to me. I’ll definitely help you deal with it.”

Only then did the old man say stiffly, “The elders should love the younger generation, so it is naturally the right thing to do. Humph, I want to see if you can really take the Phantom King Core with you. I don’t know how many ghosts covet the Phantom King Core in your hand. I hope you can return to your old nest safely; do not die halfway.”

“You don’t need to worry about that.” Martial Uncle Ge said calmly, “I bought something for those juniors. Take them with you.”

As Martial Uncle Ge spoke, he took several bags out of the car and handed them to Ning Shu.

Ning Shu looked at the old man. “Master?”

“Put it away. He has a lot of money to burn anyway. Let’s help him use it. We are only helping him eliminate his calamities,” said the old man.

Ning Shu: …

These old men were so tsundere, but that was also how they got along, by taunting each other.

When Martial Uncle Ge used a peachwood box to store the Phantom King Core and pasted a talisman on it, the old man rolled his eyes and said, “Draw a talisman with your blood. All day long, you just know how to make pills. Learn some proper Daoist techniques.”

The old man deliberately cut Martial Uncle Ge’s finger, cutting it a little deeper. He then dipped his finger in Martial Uncle Ge’s blood and drew a charm on the box.

Martial Uncle Ge glanced at the old man while pressing the wound on his finger.

Martial Uncle Ge waved at Ning Shu and the old man, got in the car, and left.

On the other side, Ning Shu dragged a lot of stuff onto the bus.

“Um, girl, ah.” The old man looked at Ning Shu in a bit of a struggle.

Ning Shu asked, “What’s wrong, Master?”

“Do you like that Xie kid?” asked the old man to Ning Shu.

Ning Shu shook her head. “Nothing of the sort.”

“That’s right. Even if you want to marry, don’t marry into the Xie family. Merchants only value profit. The Xie boy only wanted to marry you because he saw that you were useful. You guys aren’t well-matched in terms of background, so you would only suffer if you marry him,” said the old man.

“I just want to follow by Master’s side and be filial to you.” Ning Shu hadn’t thought about getting married.

“Good kid, every person has his own ideas and benefits to seek. A monk focuses on learning the scriptures properly, while a Daoist priest focuses on catching ghosts. Do not be hung on love. Your destiny is as such. You had no fate with your parents, and your fate with husband and wife love is also quite weak. There’s no way to force some things.

“Just like when the human and the ghost fell in love. Even without our intervention, their love was still rocky, and it is unknown how it would end,” said the old man.

Ning Shu smiled and said, “I know, Master.”

After two days and three nights of bouncing around on the bus, they finally made it back to the countryside.

Ning Shu got out of the bus. Carrying several bags on her shoulders, she looked around at the low houses, rice paddies, and mountains.

Her mood was uplifted. It felt more comfortable living in such a place.

After such a long time of not returning to the Daoist Temple, Ning Shu actually missed it. She found it more pleasant to live in a place with beautiful scenery.

The old man went to take the children, who had been left at the farmer’s house, back to the Daoist Temple. Once the rowdy crowd returned, they chattered and talked around Ning Shu.