Chapter 115: Chapter 115: 115: Dispel the Evil Spirit (13)

Xia Han was dragged in by Senior Brother Changbian, who then struck a brotherly pose and interrogated him.

“At the Gold Pointing Pavilion, everything has a clear price tag. Whatever the tag says is what it sells for, and the lowest price is ten thousand. How much did this stuff cost?”

Xia Han really had no idea who had given him those things.

Naturally, he didn’t consider Chuzheng as an option, since Chuzheng was a ghost.

“Xia Han, have you been up to something shady outside?”

“I always thought there was something odd about him.” The girl snorted coldly, her eyes filled with disdain.

What use was being good-looking? In their line of work, strength was what mattered most.

“Xia Han, you better start telling the truth!” Senior Brother Changbian lost his patience and couldn’t help but turn serious.

Xia Han feebly protested, “I really don’t know…”

No matter who had sent these items, in their hearts, they were convinced he had obtained them through improper means.

Even his senior brother seemed to think so…

So his many explanations were actually futile.

Xia Han fell silent, no longer wanting to explain.

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Just as they were questioning Xia Han, the lights in the living room started to flicker with a sizzling sound.

Everyone stopped at once.

Pop!

The lights went out and the room plunged into darkness, the temperature plummeted suddenly.

Going from light to sudden darkness, a person’s eyes will temporarily go blind.

When everyone’s vision cleared, they found the room covered in cobwebs, the house that had been luxuriously decorated just a moment ago now looked like an old house that had been uninhabited for decades.

“Ahh—”

Mr. Jhiang’s scream came from upstairs.

Senior Brother Changbian rushed upstairs immediately.

Mr. Jhiang’s door would not budge; Senior Brother Changbian and another man forced the door open.

But there was no sign of Mr. Jhiang in the room.

Xia Han was left in the living room, with Chuzheng slowly appearing beside him: “Grab your things and follow me.”

Xia Han jumped with a start.

“Little Beauty? You… you gave these to me?”

“Mm.”

Xia Han was dumbfounded: “But, but you’re a ghost.” How can you buy so many things?

“Let’s go.”

“Little Beauty, wait a second, I’m a bit confused.”

Chuzheng pulled him to his feet, shoved the gear at him, and yelled fiercely, “We’re going to catch ghosts.”

“Me?” Xia Han shook his head: “I can’t do that.”

“Smash her.” Chuzheng slapped the magic artifact with a show of might.

Xia Han: “…”

Xia Han was pushed upstairs by Chuzheng, as the female ghost on the third floor crawled across the ceiling like a spider.

Mr. Jhiang dangled in midair like food, having long since fainted from fright.

The female ghost’s strength seemed to have increased since the previous days.

She must have devoured who knows how many ghosts to have become like this.

Chuzheng had always suspected this female ghost had no good intentions when she sought her out last time.

“You damn Taoists will not die well!” The female ghost’s voice was neither male nor female, and exceedingly grating.

Xia Han dared not go inside; whenever he dealt with ghosts, it was always about escaping.

He had never seriously confronted a ghost before.

The female ghost’s screams grew louder, and it seemed like Senior Brother Changbian and the trio were having trouble holding on.

“Xia Han! Throw the talisman over!!” someone shouted to Xia Han.

Chuzheng stood by Xia Han’s side: “Smash her.”

The female ghost suddenly looked toward Chuzheng, filled with resentment.

Her fierce gaze met Xia Han’s, and that fierceness switched to greed as she rapidly crawled across the ceiling toward him.

“Give her to me, give her to me,” she demanded.

Chuzheng nudged Xia Han.

Xia Han looked at the female ghost who was within arm’s reach, grabbing a few talismans and throwing them at her.

Only one piece of talisman paper hit the female ghost, the rest spontaneously combusted into ashes.

“Xia Han, stop wasting them, quick, give me the talisman paper!” one of the three members behind him shouted at Xia Han.

“Mine, she is mine!” The female ghost lunged at Xia Han again.

Xia Han hurriedly threw out two or three items.

The magic artifacts hit the female ghost, and a hole appeared in her body immediately, emitting dark smoke.

The female ghost stepped back a few steps in fear.

The others were stunned, is this how these things are supposed to be used? This is all money!

Chuzheng applauded from behind, “Not bad, keep going.”

“Not bad my ass! Others can vanquish the female ghost with one magic artifact, and you throw a bunch just to make a hole in her, what’s good about that!”

Xia Han threw several more times, his aim much more accurate than before, and his speed much faster.

The female ghost screamed and spun on the spot, holes appearing in her body from time to time, and finally, she looked at Xia Han as if he were a madman.

The female ghost stopped, and Senior Brother Changbian and the trio waited for the right moment.

“Now, catch her!”

The female ghost turned, her mouth wide open as she roared, swiping away two people’s attacks, then smashed through the wall, dragging Mr. Jiang, and disappeared quickly.

“Don’t let her get away!”

“Chase her!”

Senior Brother Changbian was the first to chase after her.

Chuzheng looked indifferently at the mess on the ground and the broken wall.

Was the female ghost already this powerful?

She could break down the wall?

Was this wall made of plastic?

Chuzheng really wanted to go over and feel if that wall was made of plastic, but since there were people around, she couldn’t do such a thing and had to maintain her aloof and composed expert demeanor.

“Little Beauty,” Xia Han said soothingly, panting, “she got away.”

Do you think I can’t see that?

The earnest fool from the landlord’s family said seriously, “Keep chasing. It’s not over yet.”

I’ve already bought them, I can’t waste them, wasting is shameful.

“Which one is the waste!”

The King’s Account had no strength to complain.

Xia Han: “…”

Keep throwing?

“Xia Han, give me those things.” The girl didn’t chase after the female ghost but walked towards Xia Han instead.

She didn’t wait for Xia Han to reply, reaching out directly to take them: “It’s a waste for you to hold them, you can’t deal with her at all.”

“Give them back,” Chuzheng said coldly, “They are your things.”

They were gifts from Little Beauty!

The thought flashed through Xia Han’s mind, and he snatched his things back all at once.

“You… Xia Han, what are you doing!?” The girl glared at him.

“They are mine.” The boy who usually remained silent when taunted, now stood straight, emitting a hint of presence that the girl actually felt from him.

“At this time, there’s no distinction between yours and mine, don’t you have any sense of the bigger picture?” The girl sneered coldly, “Can you make use of their potential?”

Xia Han held onto the items and refused to let go: “I, I… Can’t I just enjoy throwing them however I want?”

Chuzheng praised, “Not bad.”

He’s got potential, he can be relied on for squandering in the future!

The girl was infuriated by Xia Han, and with more yelling coming from afar, she stomped her foot and hurriedly chased after.

“Remember, your things are yours, and if anyone dares to take them, get rid of him.”

“Big sister, I’m begging you, please don’t instill such ideas in him, okay?”

Chuzheng was unfazed, “I’m teaching him to become stronger; not becoming dark is what happens when you’re strong. What’s wrong with that?”

“I feel like he’s going to turn dark even faster.”

“Hmm,” Xia Han nodded solemnly, “Little Beauty, I will become stronger!”

Little Beauty is so strong, he has to become strong too!

Chuzheng looked at his thin arms and legs and said frigidly, “You should just stick to throwing things.”

Xia Han: “…”