Chapter 257: Chapter 257: The Ancestor Searches for Fan Siguo Chapter 257: Chapter 257: The Ancestor Searches for Fan Siguo Before Hen Cheng had arranged to go out with Fan Siguo today, he had told Wu i that if he hadn’t returned by the afternoon, she should find a way to contact Jiangli.
Wu i rembered her husband’s words and had been anxiously waiting for news.
She had thought Fan Siguo would return soon.
But, after waiting the entire day, there was no sign of Fan Siguo.
Wu i’s fear grew stronger with ti.
Following the address she found online, she made her way to Jiaoyang Temple.
“I really don’t know what to do, no one answers the phone… Abbot, where could my husband be now?” Wu i was so anxious, she was on the verge of crying.
Jiangli thought back on Fan Siguo’s birthdate and ti, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
“He’s still alive.”
Upon hearing this, Wu i was overjoyed, “Really…?”
She hadn’t even finished the word ‘really’.
Jiangli spoke again, “But his Lifefire is weak, on the brink of death.”
Wu i’s complexion turned deathly pale in an instant, she staggered on her feet, and her vision started to darken.
“Be careful.” Xia Xin, seeing this, stepped forward to support Wu i, “Are you alright?”
Wu i barely stabilized herself and pushed Xia Xin away, quickly approaching Jiangli and, crying bitterly, grabbed his hand, “Abbot, Abbot, please, save my husband! I beg you to save Old Fan, whatever you ask of , I’ll do! Even if you want all of our property, I’m willing to give it with both hands, please you must save our Old Fan!”
Jiangli silently withdrew his hand and gave Xia Xin a aningful glance.
Xia Xin understood imdiately and quickly ca over to steady the wobbling Wu i.
Only then did Jiangli speak, “There’s still ti.”
With a flip of his right hand.
Jiangli took out a Tracking Talisman, and said to Wu i, “Hand out.”
Wu i extended her hand, trembling.
Jiangli took the talisman, and swiped it across her fingertips.
Wu i felt a sting at her fingertips.
Clearly no knife was used…
But a drop of blood appeared on her fingertip out of nowhere.
Jiangli, holding the Talisman Paper, swiftly dipped it in the drop of blood, folded it into a triangle, and tossed it on the ground.
Then he took out a few Copper Coins and threw them out.
The coins landed firmly around the Talisman Paper.
Jiangli said, “Step inside.”
Wu i pointed to herself, “?”
Jiangli nodded his head, “Who else if not you?”
Wu i: “…”
She nodded her head and tentatively stepped into the formation.
Jiangli said, “Close your eyes, recite your husband’s na and his date of birth, and if any scene appears before you, don’t be startled, first determine where it is.”
Wu i’s heart raced to her throat, “Can this… really find my husband?”
Jiangli frowned, “If you make haste, you can.”
Upon hearing this, Wu i dared not delay any longer, and instantly closed her eyes, reciting Fan Siguo’s na and date of birth.
Xia Xin, who was nearby, saw that as soon as Wu i spoke, the Talisman Paper in the center of the formation snapped up and stood upright.
Xia Xin was amazed.
At the sa mont, the Talisman began to spin rapidly in place.
Was this…
Tracking?
Xia Xin rembered reading about a similar technique in an ancient book.
A thod that could imdiately and accurately reveal the location of the person or object one sought.
Which book did he read it in…
Xia Xin thought carefully.
The na of the book seed to be, “Jiangli’s Manuscript—”
So it was written by his own ancestor?
Xia Xin’s face twitched, no wonder the formation looked so familiar to him.
“Keep watch.”
As he mused, Jiangli’s voice sounded.
Xia Xin looked up to see Jiangli turning to walk inside the house.
Xia Xin hurredly asked, “Ancestor, where are you going?”
“Preparing so items, keep an eye on her.”
Jiangli entered Jiaoyang Temple without looking back.
Xia Xin remained in place, anxious.
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