บท 81: Drawing Pie and Porridge

After the incense burned for a while, Ancestral Master floated out, looking rather displeased. "What do you want?" he asked, still upset about the fact that Zhouzhou refused the medicine shop and hospital, thinking it was a waste of money.

Ignoring his grumpy mood, Zhouzhou asked directly, "Did you see what happened at the hospital today, Ancestral Master?"

Giving a slight nod, Ancestral Master responded, "Yes, I did. What's your take on it?"

"Those people all carried curses and bad energy, so it couldn't have been just an ordinary car accident," Zhouzhou stated.

"That's correct. Continue," Ancestral Master approved.

Zhouzhou rubbed her chin as she spoke, "I think it's likely that they came into contact with something, or accidentally broke some taboo, which brought the curse upon them."

"Interesting. You're right on target," Ancestral Master complimented, stroking his beard. It wasn't surprising that his most talented disciple in centuries was so sensitive and perceptive.