Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

Jia Baoyu seemed to glance at Sheyue, remaining indifferent.

Seeing that Lady Wang and Xiren hadn't said anything, Musk Moon didn't dare to withdraw her hand, so she said one more sentence,

"Second Master, have some snacks."

Jia Baoyu remained indifferent.

The Buddhist beads in Mrs. Wang's hand clattered, just like her mood at the moment, messy and anxious.

"Put it down! I'll do it." At this time, Xiren said softly to Sheyue.

Musk Moon had no choice but to hand the plate of snacks to Xiren.

Xiren took it silently, and then handed it to Jia Baoyu.

"Second Master, I was wrong. Have some snacks!"

Jia Baoyu seemed to wake up from a dream. He reached out, pinched a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth.

Mrs. Wang and Musk Moon watched as Jia Baoyu ate the dessert.

Xiren said again, "I was wrong, Second Master, have another piece!"

Then Jia Baoyu picked up another piece and ate it slowly, in small bites.

I won’t eat it even if you persuade me again.

Afterwards, he went back to his own way, swaying and immersed in his own world.

Like a child reciting a lesson while shaking his head.

Mrs. Wang's eyes were moist, and the Buddhist beads in her hand also felt wet and astringent.

Is this a mental illness or a demonic possession? We can only tell after we go to Qingxu Temple.

Thinking of this, she said to Xiren, "Pack your things in the next two days and bring enough things for Baoyu."

"We will set out for Qingxu Temple early in the morning on the 14th."

"I hope the Three Pure Ones can remove the evil spirit from Baoyu!"

Xiren bowed her head and said yes.

When Mrs. Wang saw Baoyu's appearance, she didn't want to stay any longer.

Then he gave a few instructions to serve him well and left.

After Mrs. Wang left, Xiren sent Sheyue away. She held a glass of water and half-knelt in front of Jia Baoyu's couch.

Smiling, he lowered his head and said to Jia Baoyu, "Second Master, it's time for tea!"

Jia Baoyu remained indifferent.

Xiren laughed while holding the cup of tea, and the tea vibrated, with a few drops of water spilling onto her hands.

Xiren was also completely unaware, her eyes fixed on Jia Baoyu.

"Master Bao, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Ah ha ha……"

"Are you really clear-headed or are you pretending to be confused? Are you sick or not?"

"Is it to torture me or to rely on me?"

"Who am I? Just look at me and say something!" There was pain in Xiren's words.

But Jia Baoyu's eyes were clear and bright, and he said nothing.

"If you don't want to drink, then don't drink!"

Xiren was very angry, as her hope in life depended on this.

It turned out like this!

Oh God, you’re sorry to me!

……

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, all the masters of the Jia family who were able to move went there.

This is to pray for the Empress, who wouldn't be enthusiastic?

There are Lady Jia from Rongguo Mansion, Lady Wang, Jia Zheng, Sanchun, Jia Lian and his wife, and the mother and daughter of the Xue family.

Including Jia Baoyu.

Jia Zhen and his wife, and Jia Rong and his wife from Ningguo Mansion all came out.

There was a hustle and bustle of carriages and horses at the door, and everyone was wearing cloaks, showing their wealth.

Yuanyang supported Lady Jia, Xiren supported Jia Baoyu, and there was also Lady Wang, who was in the first sedan chair.

The others, Sanchun and Xue's mother and daughter, were in one sedan chair...

Green velvet, red felt, green clothes and blue roofs, all kinds of sedan chairs were lined up in a row, which was quite spectacular.

……

Inside the Qingxu Temple, bells and drums rang, and incense filled the air.

After everyone from the Jia family entered the temple, they prayed, sang operas, offered sacrifices, and knelt down to burn incense and worship Buddha according to the established procedures.

After Mrs. Wang and Lady Jia finished their other chores, they let the others watch the play.

They invited Taoist Zhang to Jia Baoyu's room.

This Taoist Zhang once had some connection with the Jia family. He was once the stand-in for the Duke of Rong and was also the "Zhongle" Zhenren personally conferred by the current emperor.

Taoist Zhang was wearing a crimson Taoist robe, a Taoist hat on his head, and holding a whisk in his hand. Although he had a prominent background, he did not put on airs.

He greeted Lady Jia with a smile.

Then he frowned slightly and looked at Jia Baoyu who was in a daze.

He picked up the whisk and gently swept it across his cheek, trying to wake him up.

Baoyu just waved his hand impatiently, as if he was driving something away.

No words, no other reaction.

But let him walk, sit, and lie down like a normal person.

The old immortal was also a little puzzled by this. He stopped, twirled his beard and thought. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

Grandmother Jia held a cane and frowned.

Mrs. Wang also looked at Taoist Zhang nervously, afraid of disturbing his thoughts, but she did not dare to speak.

At this time, Taoist Zhang sighed. Seeing this, Jia's mother said,

"Old Immortal, you are not an outsider. You have watched me grow up since I was a child."

"What's the situation? You can tell me."

Taoist Zhang stroked his white beard, took a long breath, and asked slowly, "How long has this been going on, brother?"

Mrs. Wang replied, "More than half a month."

"What caused it? Was it due to some kind of stimulation?" Taoist Zhang looked at Mrs. Wang and continued to ask.

Mrs. Wang was stunned. "Exciting?"

When the Lin family came to make trouble that day, Baoyu was indeed upset. In his heart, the dead Qingwen came back to life.

Does this count?

But how do I say this?

Mrs. Wang considered it and decided to be more tactful.

She replied, "I was indeed a little upset. I won't hide it from you. You are one of us."

"You also know that my family had a conflict with my aunt Lin's family a few years ago and broke off the relationship."

"The pet that Baoyu thought was dead was also found in the hands of the Lin family."

"So he rushed into the conflict and suffered some minor injuries."

Taoist Zhang nodded, "That's right. In my opinion, my brother is suffering from the disease of losing his soul."

"He lost his mind on the day of the conflict, which led to this."

"How do we get it back?" Mrs. Wang and Lady Jia asked in unison.

The two men stared at Taoist Zhang.

Taoist Zhang looked mysterious and said, "You can't find it back even if you look for it."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, her heart tightened. The Buddhist beads in her hand felt weak and sore, and she almost cried.

"Old Immortal, my son can't always be like this, right?"

"Or you can cast a spell to call him back."

"We will prepare whatever amount of money you want for incense offerings."

At this point, Mrs. Wang saw that Taoist Zhang still did not comment. She suddenly thought of something.

"Master Zhang, that day my son lost the jade he had been carrying since birth."

"Do you think it's possible that a spirit is attached to it?"

Taoist Zhang thought for a moment and said, "It's possible, but what Madam said was a spell."

“This is indeed not possible.”

"Among all the Taoist and Buddhist temples in the world, this one is definitely ranked first."

"There is really no real way to summon spirits."

"But isn't there any other way?"

When Mrs. Wang and Lady Jia heard that there was another way, they were very surprised.

He hurriedly asked, "Old Immortal, please tell me, what can I do?"

Taoist Zhang heard this, lowered his head, and began to calculate with his fingers moving.

After a moment, he looked troubled and said, "There is a way!"

"I'm just worried that your family will be embarrassed!"

Mrs. Wang slammed the Buddhist beads in her hand onto the table. "You can speak freely, old immortal. Nothing is more difficult than what Baoyu is dealing with."