On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1719: Killing the Evil Spirit

Yan Ruyu was also shocked when "Shopkeeper Yu" vomited blood.

She only knew the general idea, but she was not very clear about the specific operational details.

It was all discussed by the abbot and a few of them.

After the shock, I came to my senses and guessed that this might be one of the reasons.

Sure enough, when they saw Shopkeeper Yu vomiting blood, everyone around was shocked.

The "boy" exclaimed, hurriedly supported him, and shouted: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

He turned to look at Taoist Priest Kunshan: "Taoist Priest, what happened to our shopkeeper? Why is it getting worse instead of better?"

The Taoist priest Kunshan was also a little confused. What he just fed was clearly an antidote. Shouldn’t it have taken effect immediately and made him feel more energetic?

Why is he vomiting blood and looking like he’s dying?

The Taoist priest Kunshan didn't know what to say for a moment, so the servant glared at him and shouted, "Speak!"

The Taoist priest from Kunshan was so drunk that he came back to his senses with a shout.

After all, he has seen a lot of situations and has some adaptability.

"Don't worry, don't panic. I told you, he was possessed by an evil spirit. Taking this medicine will force the evil spirit out. He will naturally vomit blood. Once the blood is vomited out, he will be better."

Taoist Priest Kunshan said this, but he was unsure in his heart, but he could only fool around like this for the time being.

While speaking, he glanced at the followers of the Qiu family from time to time, signaling them to find a solution quickly.

The servant was skeptical: "Will it really get better?"

Taoist Priest Kunshan nodded: "Of course, everything I said is true."

The followers of the Qiu family were also a little surprised. They had no idea what was going on. They only knew to follow the young master's instructions and come to flatter the Taoist priest so that others would know that the Taoist priest's skills were profound.

Now that something has gone wrong, there is nothing that can be done.

One of them quietly retreated, blended into the crowd, and went to deliver a letter to Qiu Ke Shi.

Yan Ruyu saw it and sneered silently.

The Taoist priest from Kunshan had just said that Shopkeeper Yu would get better after vomiting blood, when Shopkeeper Yu suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.

Taoist Priest Kunshan: “…”

The servant hugged the unconscious shopkeeper Yu and was about to cry: "Oh, shopkeeper, shopkeeper! Oh my God, he is not dead, is he?"

"Although the shopkeeper was not in good condition just now, he was not going to die. How come he is going to die after taking your medicine?"

The servant glared at the Taoist priest. The other shop assistants were standing behind him and were horrified when they saw this scene.

"I know, you're a liar!"

The Taoist priest from Kunshan had a hard time speaking: "No, I am not..."

Just as chaos was about to break out, a loud voice rang out.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

The corners of Yan Ruyu's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in her eyes - the protagonist appeared.

Everyone turned around and looked to the left and right, and then the abbot walked towards them.

Most of the people in Youcheng already know the abbot, especially those who participated in the road construction, who are very familiar with him.

"It's the master!"

"The master is here!"

"The master is a great monk, and he is capable of everything in the world."

"Master, your Buddhist teachings are profound. There must be a way."

The abbot wore a cassock and new monk shoes today. He looked more robust and energetic, with the temperament of a great monk.

He walked slowly, each step steady and calm, nodded slightly to everyone, and smiled.

Yan Ruyu thought to herself, you know what, at the critical moment, he really acted like a professional.

When the servant saw that it was him, he was immediately delighted: "Master, you came at the right time. Come and have a look. My shopkeeper is almost killed by this old Taoist."

When the Taoist priest Kunshan heard this, he was very unhappy.

Monks and Taoist priests are not the same kind. He doesn't like monks very much. Now he is being said like this in public, which is really too much.

Taoist Priest Kunshan flicked his whisk and said, "What are you talking about? I have prescribed the right medicine for the right condition. How precious is this pill? It is a magic pill that I have spent 49 days to refine."

"Not only can this pill get rid of evil spirits, it can also prolong life and make people feel refreshed."

The servant snorted coldly, "How would I know how precious it is? What's the big deal? Anyway, if my boss takes your medicine, he will die immediately if he doesn't die."

"You seem so refreshed, but now you're almost out of breath!"

Taoist Priest Kunshan was so angry that his face turned blue. He stole a glance at Shopkeeper Yu, who still had his eyes closed and was breathing weakly. He was definitely not in good health.

No matter how unhappy he was, he still felt a little guilty.

The abbot stepped forward and asked in surprise, "How could Manager Yu be like this? This is really dangerous."

The servant loudly recounted what had happened, and at the end he angrily said, "This Taoist priest said he was here to exorcise the evil spirits of our shopkeeper, but now, after taking a pill of medicine, we don't know if the evil spirits have been exorcised, but the man is almost dead."

Several followers of the Qiu family also shrank their necks and dared not say a word. Just now they could swear that how powerful the leader was.

They had already prepared some words, and when the Taoist priest cured Manager Yu, they would compliment him again.

But now... the person is dying, how can I say this?

How could they dare to flatter him, for they were afraid that if they said one more word, the shop assistants in Yu's shop would grab their weapons and beat them to death.

Qiu Ke Shi in the car was also stunned. He couldn't see clearly from here, but he could hear the general idea. The attendant came back and reported that it was confirmed that the shopkeeper Yu had vomited blood and was unconscious.

"What's going on? It's clearly an antidote, how could it be..."

Qiu Keshi frowned - could it be that something went wrong with Doctor Yang and he gave the wrong poison?

Qiu Keshi whispered to the servant: "Go, find Doctor Yang."

"Yes."

Yan Ruyu saw it carefully and gave Beibei a wink.

Beibei immediately understood, pulled Zhao Yan out of the crowd and followed.

The boy was still crying, and the Taoist priest Kunshan had no way to defend himself.

The abbot looked at Shopkeeper Yu and frowned, saying, "Who said he has evil spirits on him? That's nonsense."

Taoist Priest Kunshan retorted unhappily: "Who is talking nonsense? Where did you come from?"

As soon as he attacked the abbot, before the abbot could say anything, some people nearby were already upset.

"Hey, how can you talk like that? The master walked over here, you didn't see him, how can you say he just popped up?"

"You are disrespectful to the master, you deserve to be beaten."

"The Master is our benefactor, the benefactor of the entire city!"

"We won't tolerate anyone who dares to disrespect the master."

Taoist Priest Kunshan was not from Youcheng. He was invited from somewhere else by Qiu Keshi to prevent anyone from knowing him, so naturally he did not know the abbot.

I don’t even know the abbot’s prestige among the people.

He snorted coldly: "What's so great about an old monk? In my opinion, he is just a name with nothing..."

Before he finished speaking, the abbot made a few gestures and placed his hand on Shopkeeper Yu's chest.

The abbot looked solemn, as if some energy was really coming out of his hands.

There was a moment of silence all around, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Taoist priest Kunshan disagreed and thought that he was really crazy. It was unbelievable that Shopkeeper Yu was poisoned and he was cured by a slap without taking the antidote.

He didn't say anything, just waited to see how the old monk would fall.

The abbot looked serious, with his brows slightly frowned, and he was completely focused, as if everything around him did not exist except for Shopkeeper Yu.

A breeze blew past, ruffling his monk's robe, but he remained motionless, his palm pressed on the shopkeeper's chest.

The servant boy supported Shopkeeper Yu and wanted to say a few words of compliment, but in this situation, he swallowed his words back.

It was quiet all around, no one spoke much.

Yan Ruyu hugged her shoulders and watched with interest to see how they would act out this step.