C10 Expelling Yin to Borrow Yang

When I woke up again, I was in my own bed.

And the man in the morning was still whispering in my ear.

"Damn!" Are you sure you're awake? "If you don't wake up now, I'm leaving." In a daze, I heard the man's tone of impatience.

I sat up and stared at him. "Do you want to go or not? You think I want to keep you?"

He cursed and took a few steps back.

I rubbed my eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"

His hand was still holding onto the red rope, and beside me were two oil lamps. His wrists were tightly wrapped in red thread, and he was holding onto the other end of the red thread. I tore off the red string that was tied to his wrist, "What are you doing? Why are you tying these strings up?"

He opened his mouth and was surprised for a long time before he regained his senses. He put the red rope away in confusion as he chattered on, "I've collected ghosts for twenty years, but I've never seen such an evil thing."

I automatically ignored his first few words. The word 'Ghost' really captivated me. He actually accepted ghosts.

For the past few days, I've been dealing with that ghost of unknown origin. I have a natural feeling of intimacy towards the person who can catch ghosts, so I wanted to get close to him.

When he saw that I was interested, he explained, "Your soul is here, but it's not. Earlier, I gave you the red rope to draw your soul in, and found that your soul had already drifted off to who knows where.

Perhaps it was because he had been shouting for too long, but he was now extremely thirsty. He picked up the cup on my table and gulped down a few large mouthfuls of water.

After drinking the water, he probed, "Xu Xiaoxiao?"

I nodded, and he just said, "Holy shit!"

Then I turned around and was about to head out, and I was confused as to why he had reacted so badly.

That person was about to walk out of my bedroom. He sat back down. "What is your relationship with Qin Jiu?"

"Good bro." In order to make him trust me, I honestly replied.

His face was filled with disbelief. "You lied to me, right? You're not his girlfriend?"

"That's not it." I was just about to ask him why he asked that, but I suddenly remembered that Qin Jiu said he was going to introduce a very powerful expert to help me get rid of ghosts.

But the man in front of me looked no more than twenty-three or twenty-four years old. He wasn't much older than me, and I couldn't really tell how tall he was, apart from his height. Could he get rid of that ghost?

I was about to ask if he was confident enough to deal with that ghost when he suddenly said something serious.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

He said seriously, "The devil is here."

I followed his gaze and saw the ghost standing in the doorway of my bedroom, smiling bleakly at me.

I knew that the person in front of me was the master that Qin Jiu had introduced to me, but I wasn't that scared. I pointed at the ghost girl and said, "This is a fantasy. That ghost doesn't exist."

He looked at me like I was an idiot. "I've been following Master to catch ghosts since I was five, and it's almost twenty years since now. If I can't even see an illusion, how am I supposed to survive in the martial arts world?"

In other words … Wasn't the ghost in front of him just an illusion created by that ghost?

She really was a ghost!

I was scared to the point that I broke out in cold sweat. Even if I didn't understand the evil side of things, there was one thing I remembered. I would rather hear a hundred ghosts cry than a single ghost laugh.

The more savage the ghost's laughter was, the more resentment she had, and the harder it was to deal with the ghost.

I subconsciously hid behind the man.

That person didn't seem to be afraid of that ghost. He took out a few yellow talismans from his pocket and stuck them on my body. Then, he bit open his middle finger and poked a red dot on my forehead.

Gradually, the shadow of the ghost faded away. Before it disappeared completely, I saw that the ghost's mouth was wide open and its ears had already split open. It's exactly the same as when that ghost scared me. I don't know if it scared me too many times, but this time I didn't faint.

The man took another gossip mirror from his pocket and hung it in the middle of my doorway. He walked a few steps back and forth in the room, drawing something in the air with his hands. After a long while, he said, "I've placed a barrier around your house, so she doesn't dare come here during the day. But at night it's hard to say. "

Anxious, I asked him, "Don't you know how to catch ghosts?"

He held out his hand to me, and I looked at him quizzically, wondering what he meant.

That person smiled, "Even if you are a dying person, aren't you still alive? Don't you understand the rules of the living?"

"Rules? "What rules?"

"Take someone's money to help them get rid of their troubles." He narrowed his eyes and smiled, a mischievous smile.

If my family had money, would I still need to live in a house that isn't even 70 square meters?

"Qin Jiu asked you to help me. Didn't he tell you I don't have money?" I asked him doubtfully.

Apparently, he also noticed that there was no money in my house. Peach Blossom narrowed her eyes and was about to walk out the door.

I hastily stopped him. "Saving a life is better than building a seven-layered pagoda …"

He laughed and interrupted me. "I'm not a monk, are you sure you want to tell me this?"