Raising ghosts to cause havoc

As the Shaman King, I'm not afraid of you small villages and hamlets rebelling"King of the Witches!When I encountered a Taoist sorcerer before, my grandfather told me that we shouldn't tolerate these...Though it was a rare opportunity to talk, we ended the conversation on a sour note.

My brother is right, Jiang Qiyun's values are different from ours. What he cares about most isn't romance.

Just like Shen Qingrui, even if she had served him in the underworld a hundred years ago, she was only considered an subordinate. Even after being reborn, she remained his subordinate and didn't seem to receive any special treatment from him.

"I want children, simply because I love my child." I don't know if that counts as a confession. Maybe he understood, but he didn't give me any response.

My aspirations should be reined in. The subtle emotional connection between him and me exists only during the nights we share a bed.

My brother once asked me if I wanted to change to a bigger bed, because the current one was too small and we had to be really close together.

But I don't want to change. I always feel that when his purpose is achieved, he won't be so attached to me every night. Perhaps he will come once every other day, or maybe once every ten days and a half, or maybe every six months, a year, or two, three years... perhaps never again.

I often go to see my dad after school, but it doesn't really help. His vital signs are stable, but he's just sleeping.

My grandfather made a rotating schedule for family members to take turns caring for my father, with almost everyone in the main family taking turns for a week at a time, going back and forth.

I still saw the Hou family people in the hospital. Hou Zhiyu's eyes were red, and she nodded to me from afar. I presume Old Mr. Hou had passed away.

I wonder if Old Master Hou will see his wife in the afterlife... If I die, will I see Jiang Qiyun in the underworld

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"Huh Thanks to us... Okay, okay, the old place, right." My brother hung up the phone and looked at me: "Boss Zhong invited us to dinner again, still at the old place."

"I don't want to go." I pouted. "That old man is only after what he can get. If he asked us to go, it must be because he needs something from us. He knows we're young and easy to manipulate, so he'll take advantage of us."

"What are we going to do Jiang Qiyun hasn't come back, and I can't leave you alone at home. Let's go together, so you don't have to cook... Besides, if you go, you can also hear his intentions and prevent me from being cheated alone."

"Okay." I nodded quickly. His words hit a nerve; my dad was in a coma, and my brother and I felt a deep sense of reliance on each other. I shouldn't let him face danger alone.

When Boss Zhong saw us, he was overflowing with gratitude. He addressed my brother as "Young Hero," and then smiled at me and said, “Little Qiao, is your body recovered I heard dealing with the evil spirit was very taxing. I’ve ordered some Ten Complete Nourishing Soup for you, a small token of my appreciation.”

He's being so polite, he wouldn't want to part with his own property—this guy was terrified when he said he'd give me half his fortune. Now that things are settled, I don't think he'd be willing to give me even one-tenth.

I couldn't even be bothered to lift my eyelids, and I said lazily, "Uncle Zhong, you don't have to be so polite. I wouldn't ask for half your fortune."

Mr. Zhong gave an embarrassed smile and said, "I invited you both here for this matter. You helped me solve such a big problem, yet you didn't mention any compensation. I feel uneasy about it. I wanted to ask you both, how should I accept this hard-earned money"

My brother reflexively looked at me. He thought all of this was done by me and Jiang Qiyun, so the price naturally depended on my mood.

"How much did you pay Shen Jialiang to appease the wronged souls" I asked.

"Oh... Old Mrs. Shen sent over a few young Taoists, just 500,000 yuan. I heard that if you get Shen Qingrui to do it, it's at least seven figures." Boss Zhong curled his lips, probably thinking that these people charge as much as robbery.

"Then let's follow the Shen family's 500,000." As soon as I said this, Boss Zhong was stunned. Superseding souls and solving vengeful spirits are certainly much more dangerous than the latter. I only want 500,000, he thought I was joking.

"Little Qiao, you call me Uncle Zhong, and I can't be stingy with the two of you young people. I know your father has a lot of expenses in the hospital. I already admire the two of you for being self-reliant. Just speak up if you need help with these hardships, I won't say no." Uncle Zhong said, patting the table.

I smiled and shook my head. "If we take too much, it's extortion. That's enough, Zhongshu. We don't want to create too much karma."

As soon as I finished speaking, the door to the room was suddenly burst open. I was startled, and Zhong Shu's bodyguard immediately rushed forward to stand guard.

A young man stumbled in and fell to the ground, seemingly drunk. A middle-aged man in a suit beside him kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Young Master Lin had too much to drink! My apologies, my apologies..."

Zhong Shu stood up and immediately scolded the bodyguard to help the young man up. He walked over and said, “Assistant Fang, what happened to you… This is Young Master Lin!”

My brother pulled me back, he made a shushing gesture to me, telling me not to speak.

I almost shouted just now — young Master Lin lying on the ground, he has a semi-transparent black shadow on his back, but no one around can see it.

"...Don't speak!" my brother reminded me.

I pursed my lips and nodded silently, stepping back to observe.

Mr. Fang, the assistant with golden-rimmed glasses, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, I don't know what's wrong with Mr. Lin. As soon as he entered the room and sat down, his face turned pale. When I asked him if he was feeling unwell, he shook his head. After three rounds of wine, he started to tremble, which scared me badly. I wanted to take him to the hospital, but he suddenly fainted! Did this interrupt your important talk"

Zhong Shu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm just eating a meal. It's best to hurry and send Young Master Lin to the hospital. I'll send two bodyguards to drive you there."

No sooner had he finished speaking than I saw a shadowy mass on the back of young Master Lin extend a pair of tiny hands, pressing down on his shoulders and leaning close to his breath, beginning to inhale.

This is definitely a case of ghosts harming people! Are we just going to stand by and watch!

My brother is faster than me. He held the Five Emperor Coins, mumbled an incantation and threw them forward. The black shadow was startled, raising its head with a pair of blood-red eyes staring at us.

The Five Emperor Coins had no effect on him. The black shadow's red eyes seemed to warn us not to meddle.

"Hey... Damn, this ghost is really something else, so bold." My brother was annoyed. "With people who know what they're doing here, this ghost still dares to openly harm others It clearly doesn't take us seriously!"

I summoned the minor demons, and as soon as they appeared, dragging their chains, they were stunned: "My Lady, this... is not our responsibility."

"Ah!"

That shadowy figure with blood-red eyes, it must be a ghost!

The little ghost crept up to me and whispered, "This ghost... belongs to someone. Someone harmed their own yin virtue and yang lifespan to raise this thing. We can't hold onto it."

Are there still vengeful spirits that can't be restrained

That dark shape suddenly bared its teeth at me, and the ring on my hand immediately glowed red.left his mouth, the sinister energy within surged, as if feeling the power of Jiang Qiyun's breaking curse, it desperately tried to break free."The Great Master..." I looked at the thatched hut with...