Even Seventh Master was at something of a loss over Lu Yihao's condition.
He said someone from the Meishan Ritual Arts Sect would have to come and use special methods to separate the Infant Spirits from Lu Yihao.
It was probably like operating on a patient on the brink of death: the surgery needed a doctor with the right specialty.
I asked Seventh Master if there was any temporary measure to give Lu Yihao some relief first.
From the look of him, he seemed liable to stop breathing at any moment.
"Have him hold a piece of mature ginger in his mouth."
Seventh Master said, "Then go to a pharmacy and buy a jin of medicinal cinnabar. Sprinkle it on the bed. Cinnabar naturally wards off evil and is also a substance of utmost yang. It can temporarily suppress the Infant Spirits' consumption of his yang energy."
"Do that first. I'll help you contact someone from the Meishan Ritual Arts Sect."
After hanging up, I called Wang Jianguo and Wang Xiaoxiao inside.
Naturally, I had to tell them the truth about the situation.
"His condition is a little complicated, and I can't handle it myself. But I'll contact some of my seniors for help. They can resolve Mr. Lu's condition."
Then I explained the method Seventh Master had just taught me. They naturally had sliced ginger at home, but no cinnabar, so they needed to buy some immediately.
Wang Jianguo sent Wang Xiaoxiao out to buy it. After she left, he took me into a room alone.
I knew he must have something to say.
Sure enough, he said to me coldly, "Master Chen, I'll pay you twenty thousand yuan. Stay out of this."
I was shocked and asked him why. If Lu Yihao's condition went untreated, he would definitely