In the bustling and noisy Qingping Town, there was a merchant named Zhao Qi. Since childhood, he had been intelligent and had a sharp insight into business opportunities. At a young age, he plunged into the business world. With his boldness and diligence, he had a smooth journey in the business field and accumulated quite a substantial family fortune. His house was spacious, with a large number of servants. His wife, children, and elderly relatives sat together, enjoying a happy family life. To outsiders, such a wealthy and stable life was truly enviable.

However, Zhao Qi had an unknown distress in his heart. Every night when it was quiet and all was still, he would always be haunted by nightmares. In his dreams, he was either in a gloomy and eerie wilderness, with thick fog all around, so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. From time to time, there were bursts of eerie whistling sounds in his ears, as if countless resentful spirits were whispering and crying; or he was in a blazing purgatory, with the scorching flames rushing towards him, burning his skin, making him suffer unbearably and having nowhere to escape. These nightmares repeated over and over again, making it difficult for him to sleep. Every night, he would wake up from the dreams in a cold sweat, his heart pounding violently, and it would take him a long time to calm down.

Over time, Zhao Qi was so tormented by these nightmares that he was physically and mentally exhausted and listless. During the day when handling business, he often dozed off and lost his focus. His former shrewdness and competence seemed to have been swallowed up by those endless nights. His wife and children at home saw his appearance and were extremely worried. They searched everywhere for medical advice and medicine, but although he had taken a lot of nourishing tonics, there was no improvement at all.

One day, Zhao Qi happened to hear on the street that there was an ancient Taoist temple on the green mountain outside the town. In the temple lived a highly respected Taoist priest, Xuan Tong, who was proficient in the art of yin and yang and the five elements. It was said that this priest could understand the mysteries of heaven and earth and resolve many difficult problems in the world. Like a drowning man grasping at a straw, Zhao Qi was full of hope and immediately decided to go to the Taoist temple to consult Taoist Priest Xuan Tong.

Along the winding mountain path, Zhao Qi trekked all the way and finally found the Taoist temple hidden among the green mountains and cypress trees. The gate of the temple was closed, and the red paint was mottled, but it exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Zhao Qi stepped forward and knocked on the door knocker. Soon, a young Taoist boy in a Taoist robe opened the door. His eyes were clear and showed a bit of liveliness. Zhao Qi stated his purpose, and the young Taoist boy led him through the courtyard to a quiet room in the backyard.

Inside the room, Taoist Priest Xuan Tong was sitting with his eyes closed in meditation. On the incense table in front of him, blue smoke curled up, filling the air with a faint sandalwood fragrance. Hearing someone coming, the priest slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was like a torch, as if he could see through people's hearts. Seeing this, Zhao Qi quickly stepped forward and knelt down to pay his respects. He told the priest in detail about how he was haunted by nightmares every night.

Taoist Priest Xuan Tong nodded slightly and said solemnly, "Donor, although your life seems smooth on the surface, in fact, your yin and yang have been out of balance for a long time. During the day, you rush around in the business field and are busy with social engagements, resulting in an excessive amount of yang energy and consuming your own vitality. At night, yin energy breeds, but there is no yang energy to counterbalance it, so you have nightmares repeatedly. If this continues for a long time, I'm afraid it will endanger your life and fortune."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi was shocked, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He asked eagerly, "Priest, is there a way to save me?"

Taoist Priest Xuan Tong stood up and walked to the desk beside him. He picked up a writing brush, dipped it fully in cinnabar, and wrote swiftly on a piece of yellow paper. Soon, a talisman was completed. On the talisman, the runes were complex and mysterious, like an ancient heavenly book. Between the strokes, there was a faint mysterious power, as if it was communicating with heaven and earth.

"This talisman gathers the power of yin and yang of heaven and earth and contains the profound principles of Taoism. You should wear it close to your body. It can help you harmonize yin and yang, dispel the haze, and keep you safe." Taoist Priest Xuan Tong handed the talisman to Zhao Qi and solemnly instructed, "But you must remember that in your future actions, you should conform to the times and follow the way of yin and yang. During the day, when you are busy, you need to find a moment of peace to cultivate your body and mind and absorb the yang energy of nature. At night, you should go to bed early and get up early, avoid overworking, and let the yin energy flow smoothly. Only in this way can it complement the power of this talisman and help you completely get out of the predicament."

Zhao Qi took the talisman with trembling hands. He immediately felt a warm sensation in his palm and a glimmer of hope welled up in his heart. He knelt down again and kowtowed three times to Taoist Priest Xuan Tong to express his gratitude. "Thank you, priest, for saving my life. I, Zhao Qi, will surely follow your teachings."

After leaving the Taoist temple, Zhao Qi carefully wore the talisman on his chest and kept it close to his body. That night, he went to bed early. Strangely enough, he slept extremely soundly that night and was no longer haunted by nightmares. When he woke up in the morning, Zhao Qi felt refreshed and full of energy, as if he had been reborn.

After that, Zhao Qi would arrange his work and rest reasonably every day according to the instructions of Taoist Priest Xuan Tong. During the day, when he was busy in the business field, he would also take the time to stand quietly in the courtyard with his eyes closed, feeling the warmth of the sun shining on his body and absorbing the yang energy of nature. At night, he would put down his work early and go to bed in a quiet and harmonious atmosphere with his wife and children.

With the gradual harmonization of yin and yang, many pleasant changes took place in Zhao Qi's life. In the business field, those seemingly thorny problems in the past could now be easily solved. His partners trusted him more and more, and orders came in like snowflakes, making his business even more prosperous. At home, there was more laughter and joy among his wife and children, and the family got along more harmoniously.

Zhao Qi knew very well that all these changes were due to the help of Taoist Priest Xuan Tong and the 神奇的符箓. To express his gratitude, he decided to go to the Taoist temple to make donations every year to support the construction and renovation of the temple.

Spring came and went, and time flew by. At specific times every year, Zhao Qi would bring rich gifts and follow that familiar mountain path to the Taoist temple. He would not only donate money to the temple but also participate in some renovation work of the temple himself. He would move bricks and tiles and clean the courtyard with the Taoist priests. After working, he would also consult Taoist Priest Xuan Tong about the wisdom in Taoist classics, listen to the priest tell the ultimate principles of yin and yang, and perceive the mysterious realm of harmonious coexistence between humans and nature.

And the Taoist temple, with the support of Zhao Qi, became more and more solemn and magnificent. The originally slightly dilapidated halls were renovated, and the flowers and trees in the courtyard became more lush, attracting a large number of pilgrims. Taoist Priest Xuan Tong often sighed that Zhao Qi's kind deeds not only made the temple take on a new look but also contributed to the inheritance and promotion of Taoist culture.

In Qingping Town, the story of Zhao Qi and the talisman gradually spread. After hearing it, the common people became more and more interested in the principle of yin and yang harmony in Taoism. They flocked to the Taoist temple, either to draw lots and ask for divination or to listen to the teachings, hoping to draw wisdom for life from Taoist culture and make their lives smooth. For a while, the Taoist atmosphere in Qingping Town became stronger and stronger, as if it was covered by a layer of mysterious and peaceful light.

Many years later, when Zhao Qi looked back on the past, he still had a deep memory of those days when he was haunted by nightmares. He was even more grateful for the life-saving grace of Taoist Priest Xuan Tong and the 神奇的力量 of Taoism. And his story, like a bright star, shone brightly in the long history of Qingping Town, becoming a much-talked-about anecdote, inspiring generation after generation of people to know how to seek inner balance, conform to the way of nature, and use wisdom and kindness to write their own beautiful life chapters when facing difficulties in life.