Since he got that book, his master's personality has become stranger and stranger. Not only does he insist on doing everything himself, but he also imposed three strict rules on him: Firstly, do not accept any job related to the dead; Secondly, do not accept any job of exorcising evil spirits from houses; Thirdly, do not accept any religious rituals.

  To know that this profession is nothing more than making money through these few methods, as for divination and fortune-telling, nowadays people rarely believe in them. Moreover, this is not his strong suit, it's easy to tarnish the reputation he has managed to maintain with great difficulty. So after his master finished speaking, he firmly expressed his opposition.

  If he can't do any of these things, then he might as well wash his hands in a golden basin and take off his Taoist robe to go work on a construction site hauling bricks. But no matter how much he complains, his master just pulls a long face, with an expression that says "I don't care if you agree or not, I'm still alive, so you have to listen to me!"

  So for a long time afterwards, he spent all his time in his small hut. During this period, his master even took him to a temple fair, and what's more, his master, who had always looked down on monks, unexpectedly asked for a string of Buddhist beads for him and even kowtowed several times.

  He is getting more and more confused about his master, even doubting in his heart whether the master has Alzheimer's disease?

  Days with nothing to do are extremely painful, he also tried to ask the master several times, but all ended in failure. In fact, if he had always been obedient, maybe there wouldn't have been what happened later.

  That morning, he suddenly received a call from an old client, saying that his home seemed to be not very clean, and wanted him to come over and take a look, and also perform an exorcism ritual.

  This old customer is very rich, but he seems to be unlucky in his fate, and over the past two years, almost all of his close relatives have died. He remembers clearly that just a month ago, he had chosen a tomb with excellent feng shui for his wife.

  The deceased person needs to be given a house exorcism and also perform a Buddhist ritual. The master's three-point agreement was fully occupied. He didn't want to disobey the master's intention, so he hesitated for a moment before refusing. However, the other party offered an astronomical price and even used the "asking grandfather and grandmother" method, which made him unable to withstand it even if he had determination. So, he secretly agreed without telling the master.

  He thought it was a good idea at the time, sneaking out to get this done and then washing his hands of it, before going on to pursue other ventures. But before he could even slip out, he was discovered by his master, who didn't ask him what he was doing, but simply locked the gate shut.

  "Don't do this again, change your profession."

  "But I've already promised them, and they're offering a large sum of money. Even if I were to change careers, I'd still need capital! After all these years, I've donated everything I've earned, I don't have any savings left."

  "What's wrong with you lately? Have you become senile in your old age?"

  As soon as he said this, he regretted it, because he could clearly see that the master's body shook slightly.

  "Master, I..."

  "Never mind, I'm really getting old and forgetful, forgetting that you're all grown up now."

  His master waved his hand, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen a lot in an instant. He let out a heavy sigh, and then said:

  "This time the money we earned, let's not donate it. I still have some savings there, and in the future, we'll keep them all for your marriage and children. Let's go, I'll accompany you."

  "Has the master agreed?"

  "Otherwise, what else can be done."

  He and his master went to the customer's home together like this.

  The master's house was very large and luxurious, a two-story villa with a courtyard, but now this luxurious villa is left with only one person.

  The master's surname is Sun. Originally, he had two daughters under his knees, and his parents were also alive, but they all died in the past two years. Even his second wife, whom he married later, also died together with him.

  When he saw Sun Zhuguo again, he had already lost the spirit of the first time they met. His hair was messy, his eyes were dull, and he was even thinner than his master.

  When he saw them coming, it was as if he had seen a life-saving straw and instantly ran over.

  "Save me, it's only someone as great as you who can save me now."

  "Where does this story begin? Is it just a ritual to drive out evil spirits?"

  The master's sharp eyes stared at the young customer, clearly not believing that this matter would be so simple. At that time, he didn't know anything, so he was still advertising for his master:

  "My master's Tao is much deeper than mine. Whatever it is, just tell the old man and I'll guarantee you a cure."

  Sun Zhugong nodded repeatedly and then heard him say:

  "To be honest with you, I suspect this house... is haunted!"

  When he heard this sentence, he suddenly felt that the surroundings had cooled down a lot, but looking at Master, there was no reaction, and instead asked:

  "Why say so? Is it seen or guessed?"

  "I... saw..."

  "Let's go back!"

  The master's face suddenly turned cold, which also stunned him, and he immediately asked:

  "What's wrong, Master?"

  "Didn't you hear me? Come back with me!"

  Although he didn't understand what was going on, seeing his master get angry, he could only follow with a humble attitude. Seeing this, Mr. Sun hastily stood in front of them, as if he had made up his mind to do something drastic:

  "It was my ex-wife, I saw it. It's avenging me, my parents, and Xiaoyu, they were all killed by it."

  "So I'll ask you, how did it die?"

  "I..."

  "It's better for you to be honest with us, otherwise we'll have no choice but to leave."

  "Don't go! I'm telling you, it was me who killed her! But she had a mental illness, she strangled her own child with her bare hands and wanted to come kill me. I...I did it in self-defense!"

  When he heard Mr. Sun's words, his heart suddenly cooled down, and it was hard to imagine that this high-ranking official who was elegant in front of people would have such a dark side behind him.

  "I'm really out of options, it's killed all my relatives, now it's coming for me. I can genuinely feel it's about to make a move on me, I've worked so hard to achieve what I have now, I don't want to die!"

  "Mr. Sun, you should know that everyone's life is the same, it's not necessarily that your life is precious and others' lives are worthless. We can help you, but there's a condition beforehand: after we help you, you have to go to the police station and confess everything."

  "This is clearly a vengeful spirit, and if its resentment isn't eliminated, it will never give up and will continue to torment you until you die. As for us, we can't eliminate it either, so let's try to drive it out of this house first."

  "Go to the police station to surrender, this..."

  Sun Zhuguo is still hesitant, which is normal. If he really wanted to surrender himself, he would have done so from the beginning, why wait until now?

  "Never mind, you'd better go back, let me be imprisoned and lose my reputation, it's better to kill me directly."

  Sun Zhugui unexpectedly refused, and he also felt that with Master's temperament, he would not care about this matter again, although it sounded confusing to him. But unexpectedly, his master compromised, now thinking that the master compromised completely for his sake. Because this income is not small, can leave some money for him.

  "Anyway, let's just do our best."

  The master didn't let him take action, but only let him draw many symbols from the book on yellow paper. As for where to paste them and what kind of symbols to paste, these were all decided by his master himself.

  It seemed that everything was simple, just like he had fooled people before, but when his master stuck the last symbol on the outer door, he clearly heard a shrill and mournful cry coming from inside the villa, it was a woman's voice.

  "There are ghosts, there really are ghosts in this world!"

  It was at this moment that he realized there were ghosts in this world.

  After doing all this, Mr. Sun paid a large sum of money and made a solemn promise that if there was any way to perfectly resolve the matter, he would divide his property in half and give it to them.

  After leaving Sun Zhuguo's home, his master smashed his mobile phone, completely dashing his hopes of keeping in touch.

  On the way back, he had many questions to ask his master, but his master obviously didn't want to talk and just walked forward with a slow pace. He saw that his master was preoccupied, so he tactfully stopped asking and quietly followed him back.

  But what he never expected was that his master fell ill in just two days after returning. Moreover, he also heard a piece of news that the main customer, Sun, had died, and died in an extremely tragic way, without even leaving behind a complete corpse.

  This made him feel fearful, because he knew that was what the vengeful spirits did, and they had also offended it.

  The master's condition was very strange, not a cold or fever, nor those old age diseases, just a sore neck, or itchy, like growing new skin after an injury.

  Moreover, this momentum is getting deeper and deeper every day. His master's temper is also becoming more and more violent, desperately scratching his neck, with blood marks all over it, making him unbearable to see and tears streaming down his face.

  Many doctors came, but after the examination, they still didn't know what was going on. He even took his master to a hospital in a big city, but the result was still nothing. Later, his master didn't want to bother anymore and simply found someone to make him a set of clothes, preparing to leave.

  Those few days, his master's temper was particularly explosive, and there wasn't a single piece of intact skin left on his neck. His fingernails had even pierced completely into his neck.

  He was terrified, desperately blocking, but his master's strength was astonishingly great, and he was directly flung out. Until after a long struggle, his master finally calmed down again, then called him to the bedside, weakly instructing him:

  "Listen, what I'm going to tell you next is very important, you must remember it completely!"

  Welcome book lovers, the latest, fastest and hottest serialized works are all here! Please visit m.