TSM Chapter 46

“Aunt Yue, shall I accompany you for a walk?”
Yǐn Yuè could tell that although Old Mrs. Yuè didn’t mention missing her children and grandchildren in her words, she actually held all her love for them in her heart. The reason she stayed here was also because she wanted to pray for a smooth life for them.
Yǐn Yuè followed beside Old Mrs. Yuè and went downstairs together. There were many other elderly people on the corridor chairs downstairs, and they were all accompanied by cultivators or co-workers. Noticing that the cultivators were constantly glancing at the co-workers, Yǐn Yuè gradually realized that rather than the cultivators trying to please the elderly, they were actually monitoring the co-workers.
The sunlight filtered through the dense leaves, gently 后后 on the earth. His nerves had been tense these past few days, so much so that every time he came to clean, he hadn’t noticed this vibrant wonderland. In the distance, maze-like earthen slopes surrounded the area, the roots of the trees intertwined, and the ground was covered with thick brown leaves, a scene of tranquility and comfort.
So, where did Yì Dàjūn and the others go?
“The second floor of your building? That Old Mrs. Hé? I haven’t seen her either.”
“Isn’t it strange? Maybe she did something taboo and was kicked out.”
Old Mrs. Yuè didn’t expect that the topic she randomly brought up would arouse everyone’s curiosity, so she interjected casually, “I don’t think so, the Holy Father is kind-hearted, he shouldn’t be able to do such a thing.”
“Don’t say that, Old Mrs. Hé might come back!”
“…”
Yǐn Yuè listened to the elders’ discussions, the topics they Talk about it around all centered on the old lady on the second floor. He instantly thought of the room he had entered to avoid attention. Could it be…because he dumped the agarwood incense at that time, the old lady wasn’t bewitched and escaped?
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He tried his best to accompany the elderly people to have lunch. It was said that everyone had to bathe and burn incense before entering the Comforting God Hall, and currently, as co-workers, they weren’t qualified to enter the hall. They could only wait diligently in front of the corridor.
The enemy was in the front hall, but he couldn’t get close. The feeling was really bad. The fastest way right now was money!
In the afternoon, he asked the cultivator who brought him the letter how the elderly people obtained money to give them. Bank cards? Mobile transfers? Banknotes? Cash? The only things he could think of were too modern or impossible to carry around.
The answer he got was that they had a very novel app. As long as they entered their name, ID number, transfer amount, and the bank they were saving money in, and finally confirmed the withdrawal password, they could transfer the money from their bank card or savings book to the Holy Temple Teachings (Holy Father’s account).
Such Trouble operation, a scamming app, the only person who could solve it was Shí Jiǎnbái.
Even if he had a bank card now, he couldn’t turn his money into the old people’s. In a short period of time, no matter how charming he was, it was impossible for him to get the old people to willingly transfer money. He couldn’t say it.
But how could he contact Shí Jiǎnbái? Both phones were scrapped, and there was only one reason why the landline was likely to be with listening devices, and the phone wasn’t taken away even though it wasn’t connected to the internet: as long as the phone was turned off, they could fully monitor the phone’s content, including calls and messages.
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Getting a little closer, he could smell the strange mixture of agarwood and the peculiar scent of the hall on her body. “Ah sneeze!” He couldn’t help but sneeze.
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“Yì Dàjūn!” Yǐn Yuè called softly, but there was no response. “Yì Dàjūn!” He called again, and finally there was a reaction, he slightly tilted his head.
“I am coworker Xiāo.” He said matter-of-factly.
Yì Dàjūn frowned and asked, “Why do push-ups?”
Yǐn Yuè fiercely picked up the dagger hidden under the pillow, and thrust it into the wooden table, using violence to force Yì Dàjūn to do a large amount of exercise output.
“Is there any way to contact your master?”

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