Jiangli asked while eating, "By the way, did Qin Yingjun call?"
Xia Xin paused his eating motions, "How did you know, Ancestor?"
Jiangli took a bite of the sausage, "Weren’t you on the phone outside?"
Oh, he forgot that the Ancestor’s six senses were definitely beyond ordinary people, so the Ancestor must have heard the call.
After swallowing the instant noodles, Xia Xin said, "Yes, Mr. Qin called me today and mentioned something... Wen Mao is dead."
Jiangli was not surprised, "It was destined."
However, Xia Xin looked a bit worried, "Ancestor, he died an unnatural death. Will it affect you in any way?"
Jiangli looked at him, "What kind of impact could it have?"
"Aren’t we in this line of work to help people avoid misfortune and seek fortune? But Wen Mao still died, so I just wondered if it might have any karmic consequences for you," Xia Xin carefully said.
Jiangli replied, "You’re overthinking. A person’s destiny is determined by the heavens. Escaping it is also destiny, not escaping it is also destiny. What does it have to do with me?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Xin relaxed, "That’s good to know—oh, and Ancestor, Mr. Qin said Wen Mao’s death had a big impact on him. He wants us to do a ritual to help Wen Mao pass on, and I agreed."
Jiangli immediately said, "Since you agreed, you handle it yourself."
Xia Xin almost choked, "No, Ancestor, I..."
"From now on, you handle these kinds of things yourself," Jiangli said, taking out a Soul Nurturing Talisman and handing it to Xia Xin, "In here is the soul of Fan Ran. Make a Rebirth Plaque for her to reside in, purify the Evil Qi, and you will also handle the ritual to help her pass on in the future."
Xia Xin swallowed hard, "Really, really, I have to do it myself..."
Jiangli said disdainfully, "Didn’t you already handle the rituals at F University? Why are you afraid of such a small ritual?"
Xia Xin chuckled, "Well, I suppose... then I’ll give it a try?"
"From now on, you handle these things yourself. Next time, you don’t need to ask me," Jiangli said, finishing the last bite, putting down the noodle cup, and getting up, "Alright, I still have something to do, I’ll be back later."
Xia Xin and Fu’er quickly stood up in unison.
"It’s so late, Ancestor, you’re still going out?"
"Yes, I need to help someone with something, it’s no big deal, don’t worry."
Jiangli waved them off casually and walked out with big strides.
Xia Xin sensed it might be related to Xiu Bangyan and didn’t say anything further.
When Jiangli left Jiaoyang Temple, she took out an oiled paper, made a few quick moves, folded it into a paper lantern, and placed a candle inside.
After completing it, Jiangli headed out with the lantern.
As soon as she left the gate of Jiaoyang Temple, Xiu Bangyan’s soul appeared next to the lantern.
The Soul Body looked significantly better than before. He appeared to be a handsome and elegant man, no longer as terrifyingly fierce as before.
Xiu Bangyan stood beside Jiangli, somewhat surprised, "What is this..."
"I did some work, temporarily restoring your appearance from when you were alive. Most people’s last wishes in this world are related to their loved ones. Your wish should also be to go home and see them, right?" Jiangli glanced at him, "I figured you wouldn’t want to return home looking as you did before."
Xiu Bangyan was stunned, although his heart had long stopped, he felt a surge of emotions. He clumsily rubbed his hands together, then touched his face and choked up, "The master is right... I really want to see them one last time."