A master of metaphysics is farming.

The next day.

He Suian went to the woods in the backyard. Xiang He didn't want to disturb him, so she simply slung her cloth bag over her shoulder and went out on foot to the Wang family mansion.

The Wang family's house is located at the back of East Street, and it's quite a long walk from there.

Xiang He was already familiar with the roads in the city. Last night, Xing Ji even pointed out a shortcut for her so that she could get to the Wang residence faster.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, she finally arrived at the gate of the Wang family. However, she did not go forward immediately because there was a carriage there. A girl dressed in a blue silk robe got out, followed by several servants carrying platters, which must be generous gifts.

Xiang He looked at the girl from afar. She looked very familiar. After a moment's thought, she remembered that she was the girl from the Xiangranfang fabric shop and the talkative young lady from Wanqiu Restaurant.

Her face was flushed pink, and she wore a shy smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Wang Rongxing actually has girls who like him?"

He's known as a "refined gentleman," so with this kind of entourage, he must have come to visit Madam Wang on the side.

Judging from her rosy appearance, Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone.

Xiang He stroked her chin, pondering for a moment, "Should we go in through the back door...?"

"Miss Xiang! Come in quickly!"

Xiang He was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw that Wang Rongxing had come out at some point, walked past the young lady and went straight to her, welcoming her in with great enthusiasm.

The young lady watched as Wang Rongxing led a woman inside, while the manager led them in and out. Her face froze. "Manager, who is that young lady...?"

The steward bowed and replied, "He is a good friend of the young master, and he has come to see the old lady as well."

The woman was stunned again, her brows furrowing. "How come I didn't know Rongxing had such a... good friend... someone we met recently?"

"I'm not entirely sure about that. Please, Miss Guan."

Guan Yuluo moved forward with a lot of doubt. The two people not far in front of her were chatting happily and seemed to be very close. But the woman was clearly dressed in coarse clothes. How could she know Rong Xing?

As the two people in front of her walked to the corner, she was led to the front hall by the steward.

"Manager, aren't we going directly to the old lady's courtyard? We usually go there directly; I've even prepared quite a few tonics."

The steward took a step back, his face respectful. "Please wait a moment, Miss Guan. The old lady has matters to attend to in her courtyard, but she should be able to see you soon."

"This……"

Normally, she wouldn't have to wait, and the gatekeeper wouldn't even announce her entry before letting her in. But today, she was being led around and waited for. What on earth had happened...?

Suddenly remembering the girl from earlier, Guan Yulu frowned and thought hard, feeling like she had seen her somewhere before...

"Manager, that young lady..."

"Second Miss, this old servant truly knows nothing about that girl's matter."

Seeing that the manager was still acting this way, Guan Yuluo didn't press the matter further. She simply sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said, "Manager, you can go about your business. I'll just wait here for a while."

"Yes."

After the steward left, her maid poured her another cup of tea. "Miss, doesn't that young lady look familiar?"

Guan Yulu tapped the table lightly with her finger, "It looks familiar, but I just can't remember..."

"Miss, do you still remember the Wang family's cloth shop? I remember that young lady."

A face suddenly appeared in my mind, similar to the person dressed in coarse clothes, not to mention the face itself.

She tapped her knuckles on the table. "Yes! It's her!" Her hand tightened. "How did she end up here... Could she be a distant relative of Rongxing?"

The maid tilted her head slightly. "It's possible. After all, the Wang family is large and powerful, and they have many relatives who want to take advantage of them."

"Too."

Once she accepted this reason, Guan Yulu felt a huge weight lifted from her heart.

Xiang He, whom she considered a distant relative from elsewhere, shuddered inexplicably and hurriedly rubbed her arms with both hands.

Seeing her rubbing her hands, Wang Rongxing looked worried. "Are you cold? It doesn't seem cold at all."

Xiang He waved his hand, "It's nothing. Is the red cloth ready?"

"We've prepared a new piece of red cloth. Should we check where it should be placed? Grandmother says these are all taboos, and she told me to ask more questions."

Xiang He smiled faintly, "There's no specific location. I'll go check out where the old lady is currently staying. The Wang residence is in a good location, so there are naturally many auspicious spots."

"Alright, have you had breakfast? I'll have the kitchen prepare something for you, young lady."

Xiang He looked up at Wang Rongxing and wondered if the guy was so attentive today because he was frightened by the scene last night.

That makes sense; they saw the true form of the evil god statue last night, so naturally they were afraid.

She shook her head slightly, "I've already eaten at the private school, so there's no need to prepare breakfast."

"Well."

The two stopped talking and hurried to another courtyard in the east wing. Although it was not as big as the main courtyard, its feng shui was also good.

As soon as she stepped across the threshold, the old lady hurriedly came out to greet her, "Oh, Daoist Master, you've finally arrived! I had a terrible night's sleepless night..."

Xiang He reached out and helped her inside to sit down, gently reassuring her, "Madam, there's no need to be afraid. The Wang residence is very clean."

"It's not that I'm worried about the house, it's that I'm worried about angering Guanyin."

"Don't worry, I apologized to Guanyin last night. Guanyin is compassionate and will not blame anyone."

"Alright, alright..." The old lady's expression relaxed. "Has the Daoist master had breakfast? I'll have the kitchen prepare something."

"No need, I already told Young Master Wang that I've already eaten."

"When should we invite Guanyin?"

Xiang He glanced at the sky outside, then looked around the room. "Now, please come with me, Madam."

"That would be good."

"Oh, right, go and find four men born in the year of the Rat."

Wang Rongxing immediately turned around, and the old nanny bowed and walked out.

Xiang He and Wang Rongxing helped the old lady out, one on each side, and walked along the pebbled path to the courtyard from the previous night. The gate was tightly closed and looked lifeless.

Recently, I have been surrounded by the sinister aura of that evil god statue. Not only people, but even the grass and trees have stopped growing. Last night, I couldn't see clearly because it was late at night, but today I can finally see the whole picture. It is gloomy and lifeless.

However, stubborn blue hues are emerging from the lowest level of the ground, and the area will eventually return to normal.

The servants stepped forward and pushed open the door. The courtyard was still the same as last night, except that the uprooted bamboo was still bent over. It seemed that they did not dare to stay long last night and did not let the servants clean it up.

Xiang He went first, followed closely by Wang Rongxing, who was supporting the old lady. Four men hurriedly ran up behind them; the Wang family certainly had a lot of servants.

The group entered the main house, and Xiang He took the red cloth handed to her by the old nanny and stood aside. "Madam, please offer incense."

The old lady quickly picked up the incense, lit it, bowed respectfully three times, recited auspicious words, and then inserted it into the burner.

"Please put the incense in your hand again, Madam, and go ahead."

She immediately did as she was told, holding incense and standing at the front, while Xiang He unfolded a red cloth to wrap the Guanyin statue. "The four of you carry the shrine and follow at the back, without saying a word."

The four nodded, and Xiang He, carrying the Guanyin statue, walked behind the old lady. "Let's go."

As soon as the old lady moved, Xiang He followed, muttering to himself, "The deep fragrance resonates with heaven and earth, the burning incense penetrates the gates of heaven..."