The peasant woman quickly calculated that the entire village had been preparing for a mass exodus th

As soon as Zhao Taohua finished speaking, the villagers made way for the old village doctor, Zhao Xiangping.

"Uncle Xiangping, please help me check on my youngest son! He was fine a moment ago, but he suddenly fainted!"

Speaking of Zhao Sanshi, Grandma Sun's eyes welled up with tears again.

Zhao Sanshi's expression clearly indicated something was wrong. With lives at stake, Zhao Xiangping dared not delay and quickly went to Zhao Sanshi's side.

Zhao Xiangping's medical skills were passed down from his father. He was a master healer and had brought people back from the dead several times. He was very famous in the surrounding villages.

If he says he can save someone, they will definitely live; otherwise, if he says he can't save them, even a great immortal wouldn't be able to help!

Grandma Sun and Madam Wang looked at Zhao Xiangping nervously, only to see his expression change drastically after he took Zhao Sanshi's pulse.

Zhao Xiangping checked Zhao Sanshi's pulse three times, then withdrew his hand and shook his head helplessly: "There's no hope. Go back and prepare for the worst!"

what?

"What???"

Everyone present was shocked by Zhao Xiangping's words. Zhao Sanshi was still so young...

“You quack! How could my youngest son be beyond saving? He was perfectly fine just a short while ago!” Madam Sun cursed at Zhao Xiangping.

She's perfectly fine, so how could her youngest son have passed away before her?

Wang hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Xiangping: "Grandpa Village Doctor, please save Sanshi. I'll pay any price. Or, could you please prescribe some medicine for him to try?"

Is she really going to be a widow at such a young age?

How will she manage to raise two children alone in the future?

Wang was terrified.

Zhao Xiangping's face turned ashen from Sun Laotai's scolding. He sighed helplessly and shook his head at Wang Shi.

The surrounding villagers comforted Wang, saying, "Wang Ayun, quickly take Sanshi home. While he still has breath, let him say a few words to the children before he dies."

Wang was crying uncontrollably, completely disoriented. Upon hearing the villagers' suggestion, she immediately helped Zhao Sanshi up to go home. However, a sudden thought flashed through her mind, and she remembered what Zhao Taohua had said earlier.

Although she knew that even the miraculous healer Zhao Xiangping had said there was no cure, she shouldn't believe Zhao Taohua's lies, but wasn't she out of options?

We have no choice but to try anything, even if it seems hopeless!

"You said that Sanshi fainted because he was possessed by evil thoughts, is that true?" Wang stopped in her tracks and turned to ask Zhao Taohua.

If that's the case, doesn't that mean there's still hope for San Shi?

"It's true, but being possessed by evil thoughts was just the last straw that made my uncle faint. He was mainly possessed by evil spirits that wanted to take his life."

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Sun's breath caught in her throat, and she asked urgently, "Is there any way to save my youngest son? Please save him!!!"

Zhao Taohua nodded, and both Grandma Sun and Madam Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Taohua continued, "I can save my uncle, but you have to pay."

Upon hearing that money was required, Old Mrs. Sun's face changed, and she scolded, "He's your own uncle, how dare you ask for money?"

Zhao Taohua was not morally coerced by her at all, and said disdainfully: "My own uncle is going to send me to be his ninth concubine for Li Yuanwai's twenty taels of silver."

Two years ago, when I was critically ill and had no money for treatment, my father begged you for help. Didn't you also kick my father out without giving him a large sum of money?

Finally, if it weren't for the villagers lending money to my father to cover my medical expenses, I would have died three years ago!

"If you want to save your uncle's life, give me twenty taels!"

To pay for her medical treatment, her family incurred a debt of ten taels of silver, and eight taels of that debt is still outstanding.

Today, weren't Old Lady Sun and the others going to sell her to Master Li for twenty taels of silver to bring him good luck? Then she'll make Old Lady Sun pay twenty taels to Zhao Sanshi to exorcise evil spirits!

what?

Old Mrs. Sun's face was terribly gloomy. How dare this brat ask for twenty taels?

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

Twenty taels!

And there's the twenty taels from the Li family; all in all, she's short forty taels of silver today!

That much silver would take their entire family twenty years of hard work, without eating or drinking!

On one side was twenty taels of silver, and on the other was her favorite youngest son.

Just as Grandma Sun hesitated, Madam Wang knelt down before her: "Mother, please save Sanshi, he can't die!"

How could Old Lady Sun bear to part with her youngest son?

She steeled herself and said to Zhao Taohua, "I don't have twenty taels. The harvest is bad for every household in the village, and there aren't many jobs in town every day. I'll give you ten taels."

However, you must promise to save my youngest son's life!

"Give me the money first." Zhao Taohua held out her hand to Grandma Sun, knowing that there would be plenty of time in the future and that Grandma Sun would eventually come up with the money.

Reluctantly, but with a heavy heart, Old Lady Sun took out ten taels of silver and gave it to Zhao Taohua, as if she were tearing out her heart.

Zhao Taohua immediately put the money into her bosom, and then ordered Grandma Sun to go home and bring back another rooster.

"I've already paid, don't push your luck!" Old Mrs. Sun thought Zhao Taohua was greedy and wanted another rooster.

Zhao Taohua said speechlessly, "I used this for my ritual. Are you going to save him or not? If you don't bring it here quickly, my uncle will really die."

Actually, with the spiritual energy she had just recovered from Shen Ming, she didn't need rooster blood, but she just didn't want to waste any more spiritual energy on Zhao Sanshi.

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Sun immediately urged Wang to hurry home and catch it. If her youngest son died, she would never let this little stray dog ​​go!

Seeing this, Zhao Xiangping and the other villagers shook their heads, thinking that Old Lady Sun and Wang were desperately seeking help, actually believing in some kind of evil spirit. They should hurry up and let Zhao Sanshi go home to see his children one last time before he dies...

The village chief was a little worried about Zhao Taohua. He knew how ruthless Old Lady Sun was. If Zhao Taohua played a trick on her, she would definitely take revenge on Zhao Taohua in the future!

"Peach Blossom, is there really an evil spirit on Zhao Sanshi? Do you really understand Taoist magic? Why don't we let them take Zhao Sanshi back?"

Zhao Taohua gave the village chief a reassuring look: "Grandpa Village Chief, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

The moment Zhao Taohua took the rooster from Wang Shi, her entire aura changed. The village chief instantly felt a sense of reliability emanating from Zhao Taohua.

Zhao Taohua carried the rooster to Zhao Sanshi, pinched the rooster's comb with her fingernail, and hot rooster blood immediately flowed from the comb, dripping precisely onto Zhao Sanshi's forehead. She gathered a wisp of spiritual energy at the tip of her index finger, dipped it in the rooster blood, and drew a talisman.

Fortunately, I recovered some spiritual energy from Shen Ming, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to draw this talisman!

Grandma Sun said disdainfully, "What are you doing, drawing all over my youngest son's face? Is this how you do things? Why isn't he awake yet?"

Grandma Sun thought it was just random drawing rather than any attempt at making it.

She's completely bewitched; she actually believes this little dog can do magic!