1361 Secrets Cannot Be Revealed

traw to protect themselves from the cold wind.These people lived a simple life to begin with, so they didn't think it was particularly hard.But Mu Wanchen and I are a bit different. I shamelessly clai...Jiang Qiyun always asks me to go to bed early, but my job is nocturnal in nature. I often catch ghosts and investigate haunted places at night.

Over time, Jiang Qiyun grew too tired to even get angry. But whenever he went out of his way to torment me, he’d make sure I was so exhausted that my hands ached and my legs burned, leaving me asleep for hours on end.

But he seemed in a good mood today, probably not wanting to "punish" me, right

While feeling a pang of sadness, I answered Wu Jingli's phone call.

Wu Jingli went on and on, talking incoherently over there. I listened twice before I could summarize the key points.

He told me that Young Master Su was sent to the hospital, and the doctor pronounced him critical, saying something about organ failure and a weak heartbeat.

Ask us if there's any way we can save it.

"I'm a Taoist priest, not a doctor…" I rubbed my temples. "But I do know a few Taoist healers and half-immortal experts in exorcising evil spirits. It all depends on whether you can afford them."

However, the Yin Luo's medical family focuses on conditioning the body, while Cheng Banxian only removes negative energy. It feels like the Yin family is a slow and steady stream, while Cheng Banxian is an instant effect.

Wu Jingli roared, "We need to see immediate results! Immediate results! We can fine-tune things later!"

"20 million..." I numbly quoted, feeling like I was robbing a bank at this price now.

Cheng Banxian's fee for removing poison was exorbitant in the circle, but he didn't care at all whether he had business or not. He hid in Widow Alley playing mahjong with those women and thought it was wonderful.

In contrast, the Yin family was "more compassionate," with millions of dollars able to ward off evil, cure diseases, and even provide health care.

Twenty million is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, and it's also exaggerated for businessmen, after all, this is real cash.

Wu Jingli was taken aback and mumbled, "Twenty, twenty million yuan I must have misheard..."

"Did I hear that right, twenty million And it's only because of me they're offering this price. I still have to ask him, I don't know if he'll agree."

Wu Jingli stammered a few words, I thought he was about to curse, this industry's charging is simply whatever price they feel like, it depends on their mood.

"This... this is too expensive! We can't come up with 20 million in cash right now... Could you possibly be more lenient Offer us a discount" asked Wu Jingli.

“Bujingli, we people in the yin-yang circle avoid interfering with others’ karma. If we are not careful, we will end up bearing the consequences ourselves, so I have no right to comment on how much someone charges. The price is here, whether you accept it or not is your business… I also have friends whose families are also well-versed in dealing with malicious spirits, a few million should be enough to hire them.” I tried my best to patiently explain to him.

To laymen, I can't say too much. I can only do my best to explain how they choose; it's ultimately their decision.

The phone was suddenly snatched away. The official's wife whispered to me, "As long as my son can be saved, 20 million is 20 million. I'll pay you right now! Can you come immediately"

“As fast as transportation allows,” I replied, speechless.

She's really wealthy, how much "respect money" did this official wife receive

In order to finish this quickly, I called Cheng Banxian. It took two calls to get through, and I could even hear the sound of clothes being put on and a woman's voice on the other end.

This guy! He's living the good life!

"Little Little Little Little Empress! You called me in the middle of the night, you scared me to death..." Cheng Banxian shooed away the woman on the other end, covering the phone and whispered, "Are you injured".

“I’m injured, I can’t even afford to ask you…” I rubbed my temples and said: “A young master of a city leader was possessed by a vicious spirit for a period of time, now the spirit has been restrained, but the person is in critical condition. Can you come and heal him”

"What Some young master From out of town I'm too lazy to go..." Cheng Banxian immediately sounded lazy and listless when he heard it wasn't him who was injured.

"...twenty million."

"Hmm…" Cheng Banxian's voice was a little tangled.

This guy is incredibly lazy. He could have made a killing with this, he didn't need the money, but even though he was wealthy, he still stayed in his messy little courtyard, content to live a life of luxury and decay. However, he's actually quite picky about what he does.

Jiang Qiyun coldly said beside me, "Come here."

"......Yes." Cheng Banxian seemed like a deflated balloon, and he said tearfully, "Little Empress, if the Emperor is by your side in the future, just tell me, and I'll come immediately..."

"Who made you drink this penalty for not accepting a toast... I treated you well, but you shirked and dodged, forcing him to speak up..." I whispered into the phone, covering it with my hand.

Cheng Banxian let out a long sigh, asked for the address, and set off in the middle of the night.

I hung up the phone and prepared to ask my brother to go to the hospital with me. After all, the Shen family had taken on the commission and wanted to do things properly from start to finish.

My brother was lounging with his legs crossed, casually saying to the security guard: "….actually, people are most afraid of being on the wrong side, following the wrong person. Then not only will you earn no money…there's also a possibility that you won’t even have life to spend it…don’t you think so"

The security guard's face was pale and he nodded meekly.

"Let's go." My brother patted his butt and stood up, saying to the security guard, "I hope you rot in hell for life and never have to hire a shaman again."

We got back in the car, and I asked my brother why he said those things to the security guard.

"He must be He Daoshi's assistant, otherwise why would this soul-calling lamp be here" My brother frowned. "We saw lights in the administration building when we left before, maybe he went to find this soul-calling lamp according to his orders - this lamp could have been originally placed in Su Gongzi's office!"

After we left, he went into the factory and put it in the elevator shaft. I'm afraid Master He had already anticipated that this ghost wouldn't be easy to escape, so he deliberately removed a talisman from the edge of the door, allowing the spirit to be pulled back...

My brother also thought something was wrong with Master He. He analyzed, "I suspect this Master He has a grudge against the Su family. A Taoist priest shouldn't harbor ill intentions towards others, yet he split that golden meridian in two. The front half is used to cultivate vital energy, and the back half is used to cultivate ghosts. If this project completely fails, it becomes a deserted wasteland. Ghosts can't inhabit it, nor can they be raised there."

"But why would he raise a ghost As a sorcerer, doesn't he know that raising ghosts is very dangerous and could backfire At best, it could damage his cultivation, at worst, he could die!" Xiao Shanming frowned in confusion.

My brother tapped the steering wheel and whispered, "Twenty or thirty years ago, this place was a factory. Most of the workers were women... Judging by Master He's age, twenty or thirty years ago he would have been a young man in his early twenties... Were there any lovers or wives among those who were burned to ashes"

My brother's deduction makes sense. Martial probably hasn't looked into Master He's background in detail, so we definitely need to get them to investigate it.

At the hospital, Wu Jingli followed us with an extremely respectful attitude. I was a little uncomfortable with it.

"Two, two… that ghost... how is it"

My brother laughed and said, "It's fine. My sister has already appeased and removed the ghosts from the industrial park. You guys should open all the windows and doors tomorrow to air things out. Don't recruit any more businesses. It's best to demolish Area C and turn it into a green space or auxiliary area. Don't be attached to this land; even if there's money to be made, you need to have life to spend it."

"Yes yes, yes yes! We must dismantle it, we must absolutely dismantle it!" Wu Jingli bowed respectfully.

I whispered to him to find Master He, but he frowned and said, "Just now, Master He said that since we trust your Shen family, he left and his whereabouts are unknown."

"I have a bad feeling about this."

"Yeah, that Daoist Liu was also left behind. Daoist Liu was just brought along to make up the numbers. Now that I think about it, I feel like he invited Daoist Liu to reassure us, to make us believe him..." Wu Jingli frowned and said.

"Do you know what Liu Daochang did" I asked.

Wujingli shook his head: "I heard they've known each other for a few years, but I don't know the specifics. Liu Daolang is still here, why don't you ask him"

I nodded and walked toward Master Liu, who was sitting in the hospital waiting area.

"Liu Daochang..." I whispered.

Liu Daochang stood up and bowed slightly to me. After I returned the bow, before I could speak, he said, "Miss Mu, I have offended you many times before, please forgive me."

I waved my hand dismissively and said, "Let's not dwell on the past. Master He, how much do you know"

Liu Daochang said seriously: "We've known each other for five or six years, but I don't know much about his past. This time he invited me, and I felt something was off, so I just watched and waited... Lately, strange things have been happening frequently, and there's talk in our northern circle about sealing the mountain and protecting ourselves... I'm also, cough, also planning to make some small money, not wanting to... get involved in karma."God first…"The messenger narrowed his eyes slightly: "The honored god and our shaman are roughly the same age as holy beings. Since he is a disciple of the Honored God, we must treat him well. Moreove...