Ye Tian was surprised, "Witch doctor?"
Zhang Jiliang nodded, "Yes, everyone online says he's very powerful and can cure all diseases. Several people with terminal illnesses were cured by him."
Out of curiosity, Ye Tian searched on his phone and indeed, a large number of articles about the witch doctor of Qixing Village appeared, complete with pictures and videos. Those who had experienced his treatment were all impressed by his medical skills.
After watching a few videos, Ye Tian said, "This witch doctor knows a little, but what he uses to treat illnesses isn't medical skill."
Lin Ziyi asked curiously, "Brother Tian, then what does he use to treat people?"
"Zhuyou techniques," Ye Tian uttered the four words.
Lin Ziyi, "Is that witchcraft?"
Ye Tian, "Witchcraft is very broad, encompassing hand seals, talismans, dances, and incantations. In fact, many aspects of witchcraft have been inherited, such as the ones I mentioned. I know some talismans and incantations, and they can indeed be used for healing."
He further explained, "In ancient times, the status of witches was very high, second only to tribal leaders. Those who could become witches back then generally had cultivation, possessed wisdom exceeding ordinary people, and had inheritances."
After speaking, he narrowed his eyes, "I watched the videos. This witch doctor must have obtained some inheritance. I must go and meet him."
Zhang Jiliang, "It's not easy to meet him. Many netizens have come with high hopes but couldn't even see him. Most of the time, he's not at home. He's either out collecting herbs on the mountain or in seclusion for cultivation."
Ye Tian, "It doesn't matter. If we meet, it's fate. If not, it's also fine."
Chatting and laughing along the way, by afternoon, the car arrived at Langcheng Station. As they alighted, the woman in the black veil was already waiting at the station. She said, "Sir, we have prepared a car."
Ye Tian asked, "Are you here to find the witch doctor?"
The woman nodded, "Yes. I've been seeking treatment for my illness for a long time, and there's no solution domestically or internationally. I can only seek out this witch doctor who is rumored to be divine online."
Ye Tian, "I'll give you a prescription. You can take the medicine first. If you're still unsure, you can continue to look for that witch doctor."
The woman said, "Thank you, sir!"
Ye Tian handed her the prescription he had written earlier and said, "Keep it safe."
The woman received the prescription with both hands and said, "Sir, please ride in our car."
Ye Tian, "No need, we'll take a taxi."
With that, he and Zhang Jiliang, carrying their large bags, took two taxis to the hotel. The hotel was booked in advance, a manor-style hotel in Langcheng that had only been open for half a year and had very high online reviews. Of course, the hotel was also expensive, with all rooms being independent villas, costing seven to eight thousand or even ten thousand yuan per night.
Getting into a taxi, the driver started recommending, "Friend, are you looking for a hotel? I know a good one, five-star standard, only five hundred yuan a day."
Ye Tian thought to himself, "I don't believe you for a second," and said, "We've already booked a hotel."
The driver showed a regretful expression, "Let me tell you, some hotels are very shady. You might get ripped off."
Ye Tian, "We'll be careful."
The driver glanced at the beautiful and fashionable Lin Ziyi in the rearview mirror, then gave a sly smile and said no more.
After driving for twenty minutes, the car entered a desolate area. Ye Tian sensed something was wrong. He checked his phone's navigation and frowned, "Driver, I think you've taken a wrong turn."
The driver remained calm, "Don't worry, this road is good, no traffic jams, and it's faster than going through the city."
Ye Tian, "The hotel is to the southwest, but you're heading northwest."
The driver, "Alright, if you don't mind traffic jams, I'll turn south up ahead."
After a few more minutes, the car suddenly turned south and entered a small road. Ye Tian then called Zhang Jiliang, who had already arrived at the hotel with the luggage in another car.
Ye Tian narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "They think we're easy targets, don't they?"
The driver chuckled, "Brother, what are you saying? I don't understand."
As he spoke, the car suddenly drove diagonally inward. After a few hundred meters, it entered a courtyard with a row of over a dozen houses. Several cars were parked in the courtyard, and next to it was a sign that read "Langcheng Auto Repair."