"You?"

Huang Dalang almost died laughing, "This is hilarious, I never expected you to be such a braggart, would Dragon and Tiger Village even admit an ordinary mortal like you? Stop kidding around—I say, Mr. Feng, where on earth did you find such a piece of work, you haven't been scammed, have you? Ha ha..."

"Please show some respect for Mr. Qin, Master Huang!"

Feng Guoqiang's face darkened.

Even though he didn't dare to offend Huang Dalang, after all, Qin Feng was his Master and he had witnessed Qin Feng's strength.

Huang Dalang also didn't dare to overly offend Feng Guoqiang, given he was there to make money from him, so he waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, whatever you say, but the price we agreed upon earlier can't change, let's get ready to start!"

Soon.

The three men walked out the door and headed towards the center of the real estate property.

Since it was the first day of the lunar month and the moon could not be seen, the surroundings were pitch-dark, and Feng Guoqiang felt a chilling presence all the way, his back soaked through.

"What's there to fear? With me here, all kinds of demons and monsters are on a dead-end street."

Huang Dalang laughed.

Qin Feng did not say a word, carefully surveying their surroundings, feeling the chilly breeze.

Huang Dalang thought he was too scared to speak and mocked, "Look at the person you've brought, Mr. Feng. You say you've been scammed, yet you haven't realized it yourself. Here's an idea, give his share of the money to me, I alone am enough."

As soon as the words fell.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

The three of them instinctively turned their heads to look, only to see a shadow flash past a window of an unfinished building, followed by a series of sinister "cackling" laughs.

"Ghost, there's really a ghost!"

Feng Guoqiang's legs turned to jelly in fright.

Seeing this, Qin Feng said, "I'll go take a look!"

He also "whooshed" towards the darkness.

"I say, that guy didn't run away, did he?"

Huang Dalang said with disdainful laughter.

He continued moving forward.

Arriving at the central point of the property, he began to set up the necessary arrangements at a table that had been prepared earlier.

First, he lit two stoves to illuminate the area.

Then, he half-heartedly drew a few yellow talismans, closed his eyes and chanted a few sentences, and threw them into the stove.

After taking a swig of rice wine, he sprayed it on the Peach Wood Sword, striking poses as he shouted Taoist incantations and brandished the sword.

After being busy for half an hour.

Huang Dalang was sweating profusely and said, "I have now communicated with Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, and I can drive away the evil spirits!"

Upon finishing.

He tossed several paper charms around while shaking the copper bell and once again bobbed his head chanting.

Meanwhile, in his heart, he laughed, "Ghosts? Nonsense! Where in the world are there ghosts? It's just people scaring other people!"

He didn't believe in ghosts at all.

He even felt that conducting an exorcism was just for people to find psychological comfort.

As for terms like yin energy and Evil Qi.

He likewise didn't understand them at all.

Anyway, after he got the money from last night's ritual, he would leave this place.

At this moment.

That sharp and ghastly cackling sound echoed once again from the surroundings.

Seeing this, Huang Dalang said to Feng Guoqiang, "Mr. Feng, the demons and ghosts are coming, I'm about to start the exorcism. You're a mortal and can't watch this, please put on the blindfold and earplugs I made especially for this!"

"Okay, okay..."

Feng Guoqiang, trembling with fear, nodded hurriedly.

After he put the blindfold on, his ears also plugged, Huang Dalang put down the copper bell and called out to the surroundings, laughing, "Friend, come on out! I know you're human, not a ghost!"

Instantly.

A disheveled old crone in a black robe and with a ferocious face appeared not far from him.

At first glance, she looked like a ghost.

"You've got a good makeup job there, quite professional."

Huang Dalang said with a laugh.

The old crone, however, remained silent, stepping closer to him.

"Out of ten ghost disturbances, nine are man-made. Now that I've seen through it, let's strike a deal. I'll give you twenty thousand yuan to stay quiet tonight, and after I leave, you can restart the haunting, how about that?"

Huang Dalang said.

The old crone continued to advance without stopping, step by step walking towards him.

Until she stood right before him.

Huang Dalang immediately felt an eerie chill emanating from her, causing him to shiver involuntarily and say, "This 'cold energy' prop of yours is quite convincing, and sort of frightening too. Where did you buy it?"

The old crone remained silent, baring her ghastly yellow teeth in a sinister smile.

Huang Dalang's heart tingled at the sight, and he continued, "How about this, I'll give you fifty thousand, not a penny more. And you only need to stay quiet tonight. After I receive the money from Boss Feng tomorrow, you can do whatever you like. How about that?"

"Not good enough."

With an evil smile, the crone even caressed Huang Dalang's cheek with her withered, knobby hand claw, saying, "You seem to be in good spirits. Your blood must taste pretty good, hehehe..."

"You, you—you, are you human or ghost..."

Somehow.

Looking into her devilish eyes, Huang Dalang froze completely, shivering, his pants drenched.

This was the first time he felt fear.

The first time he questioned whether ghosts really existed in this world...

Looking at those sharp nails on her hand claw as they brushed against his neck, he felt death's arrival even more acutely, but his body was so terrified that he couldn't move, like a lamb to the slaughter...

"Hehehe..."

The old crone cackled with malicious intent, ready to slit his throat.

At that moment.

Qin Feng quickly returned, shouting, "Be careful!!"

As he spoke,

he took out a silver needle and shot it at the old crone!

Sensing danger, the old crone disappeared into the night with a "whoosh".

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Seeing this, Qin Feng immediately followed.

He arrived in front of an abandoned building, where everything quieted down so much that one could hear the buzzing of mosquitoes.

Slap!

Qin Feng smacked a mosquito biting him dead, then called out to the surrounding area, "Come out! I know you're nearby!"

"Hehehe..."

The sinister and terrifying cackle of the old crone echoed from the darkness once more.

Qin Feng sneered and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you must be the Ghost Lady!"

"Not bad, quite perceptive. Since you know it's me, why you still dare to come?"

The Ghost Lady appeared in front of him.

"Hmph, you're just trash!"

Qin Feng said with disdain.

"Boy, you sure are arrogant. Do you know that you've been hit by my Gu Worm? Within half an hour, your body will rot and you will die in excruciating pain, hehehe..."

The Ghost Lady said.

"What?!"

Qin Feng looked at his palm and suddenly his face turned pale with shock, then clutching his throat as if he was having difficulty breathing, he fell to the ground and screamed in agony, "You, when did you plant the Gu..."

"Just now, the mosquito that bit you was raised by me. Its poison is enough to kill you ten times over, hehehe..."

The Ghost Lady said with a shrill laugh.

While cackling,

she walked towards Qin Feng and said, "Not bad, you actually managed to capture Luo Hongyan's Gu Worm. That Gu Worm was something I took eight years to obtain from Snow Lotus Mountain, and it took me countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to nurture it. This is also its first time being used, so I can't just hand it over to you like that."

At this point, Qin Feng was gasping for breath, on the verge of death.

The Ghost Lady crouched beside him, reaching into his pocket to search. She found a Small Jade Bottle and laughed, "Found it, my treasure should be right here!"

But then.

Just at that moment.

There was a "tss" sound!

Suddenly, the Ghost Lady's expression froze, and she looked down in disbelief.

Qin Feng, somehow, had stabbed himself in the heart with a small knife.

And he.

His pained expression changed to a smirk of triumph...