Chapter 110: Dispel the Evil Spirit (8)


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    Chuzheng encountered Xia Han again half a monthter.


    Unlike the previous two times, where he suddenly appeared in front of Xia Han, they met at a wine party.


    Chuzheng followed… no, she attended a wine party alongside Murong Yi.


    Unexpectedly, she bumped into Xia Han at the entrance.


    Xia Han was with his two senior brothers, handsome with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, faintly smiling, attracting quite a few sideways nces.


    Xia Han spotted Chuzheng floating above the crowd, a head taller than everyone else, at a nce.


    Clearly, Xia Han’s senior brothers also saw her.


    Chuzheng carried a peaceful aura and had registered with the Underworld Office, paying her dues as a good ghost—as long as she harmed no one, the Heavenly Master had no right to question why she was there.


    So she acted as if she didn’t see them and walked straight inside.


    “Little Beauty,” Xia Han waved to her.


    “Xia Han, hurry up,” said one senior brother impatiently, “Who are you talking to?”


    “No one,” Xia Han shook his head, ncing at Chuzheng and making a gesture that he wouldn’t say anything.


    “Senior brother, don’t you find that female ghost we just saw somewhat familiar?”


    The young man with the long braid walking in front was the one Chuzheng had seen before in the Ghost Market.


    He turned to look in Chuzheng’s direction, only to find no trace of any ghost.


    “Hmm, she does look somewhat familiar,” Senior Brother Changbian said, “She has no malign spirit about her, so we should just leave her be.”


    He paused, then added, “I heard that many Heavenly Masters failed before, this task won’t be easy.”


    Another senior brother said with augh, “What’s there to fear? We have Xia Han, and if that ghost catches his scent, it will surely follow him.”


    Senior Brother Changbian nced at Xia Han with slight disapproval, “No matter what, Xia Han is our junior brother.”


    “He can’t capture ghosts anyway; that’s the only use he has. Hey, senior brother, he’s tough, he won’t die, and don’t worry, I’ll protect him.”


    Xia Han heard their conversation, but at that moment, he was only interested in finding Chuzheng.


    Taking advantage of his senior brother being engaged in conversation, Xia Han sneakily slipped into the crowd.


    Unfortunately, he couldn’t find his Little Beauty anywhere.


    “Strange, I clearly saw here in.”


    “Looking for me?”


    Feeling a slight chill on his back, Xia Han turned around excitedly, “Little Beauty!”


    “What’s the matter?” Chuzheng stood in the shadows of a corner.


    “We meet again,” Xia Han said joyfully, “This must be fate.”


    “What are you doing here?” Chuzheng nced outside, wondering if ghost catching could be openly conducted in such a big venue.


    Aren’t those things usually done discreetly?


    “My senior brother asked me toe,” Xia Han said with a helpless expression on his handsome face, “I think he wanted me to lure out the ghost.”


    The senior brothers from Taokong Mountain often did this.


    The ghosts couldn’t resist revealing themselves whenever they saw him.


    Chuzheng: “…”


    “It’s okay, I’m tough,” Xia Han smiled, “Little Beauty, what brings you here?”


    Chuzheng deadpanned, “Just passing through.”


    “Xia Han!”


    “Yes?” Xia Han responded, turning to see Senior Brother Changbian calling him. He waved his hand and turned back, “Little Beauty… Little Beauty?”


    Xia Han looked around, disappointed, and walked back to Senior Brother Changbian’s side.


    –


    The host of this wine party was the president of Murong Yi’spany, who thought highly of the young and promising Murong Yi.


    When Chuzheng found him, he was in the back room, resting and talking with the president.


    The president seemed pale and slow to react, jumping at the slightest sound.


    However…


    Right behind the president, a young-looking female ghost bared her teeth at Chuzheng as if to dere that this was her territory.


    That female ghost appeared quite young.


    “Get lost!”


    The female ghost shouted fiercely.


    “Someone’sing to catch you,” Chuzheng said.


    The ghost clearly had been captured before, and upon hearing this, a look of fear crossed her face, which was then reced by a fierce anger.


    “A bunch of stinking Taoists.”


    The ghost stared at Chuzheng for a few seconds before she suddenly calmed down, “Were you also harmed by this Bastard?”


    Chuzheng pointed at Murong Yi.


    The ghost, who had intended to form an alliance, was speechless “…”


    Knock knock.


    The ghost was startled; she instantly dove into the wall behind her and disappeared.


    The door was simultaneously pushed open, and an assistant whispered something to the boss.


    The boss’s expression immediately rxed, “Please invite them in, quickly. Ah Yi, you go out first to greet them; I’ll follow shortly.”


    Murong Yi found the boss’s behavior strange.


    But since the boss was the superior, he had to leave, “Alright.”


    When Murong Yi left, he bumped into Senior Brother Changbian and his twopanions at the doorway.


    Senior Brother Changbian, although not dressed in the formal attire of a Heavenly Master, still wore an outfit that set him apart from ordinary people.


    He nced inside the room curiously, but the door was quickly shut.


    “Heavenly Master, could you check if the ghost is still here? I keep feeling a chill on my back; is she still around?”


    The boss looked around suspiciously.


    Senior Brother Changbian’s gaze lingered on Chuzheng for two seconds; there was no malevolence about her, and she didn’t resemble the evil ghost described in the files.


    “Describe the ghost you saw for me.”


    The boss described the ghost he had seen, which was the same one that had talked to Chuzheng earlier.


    “She is not here,” Senior Brother Changbian shook his head.


    The boss breathed a sigh of relief, “Good, good as long as she’s not here…”


    “But there are other ghosts here.”


    The boss, who had just rxed, almost wet himself in fright and hid behind Senior Brother Changbian, “What, there are other ghosts? Is it an aplice of that ghost? Heavenly Master, then you must capture it quickly! I paid a high price for your service, didn’t I?”


    “Stop making noise,” the young Taoist next to Senior Brother Changbian snapped impatiently, “Are we catching the ghost or are you?”


    These people, no matter how exalted their status, could only submit to such unscientific urrences.


    Xia Han stared intently at Chuzheng and motioned to her with a slight wave, probably signaling her to leave quickly.


    “Senior Brother, I’ll go ask her,” the young man said.


    Senior Brother Changbian nodded.


    He hadn’t detected any other problems in the room, there was just this one ghost.


    The young man approached Chuzheng, “Have you seen any other ghosts?”


    “No.”


    “Really none?” The young man was skeptical, “What are you doing here?”


    Chuzheng’s icy gaze met the young man’s, “What’s it to you?”


    The young man was surprised by Chuzheng’s boldness, speaking to a Heavenly Master like that.


    “You shouldn’t shield that evil ghost; it will do you no good,” the young man said coldly, “If you dare hide it, we’ll take you with it when the timees!”


    Chuzheng suddenly made her move, grabbing the young man by the throat.


    The young man’s face changed immediately, and he produced a talisman, pping it onto Chuzheng.


    Senior Brother Changbian was also startled; after all, in his eyes, Chuzheng, devoid of malevolence, wasn’t the type to attack.


    Chuzheng threw the young man aside, and he hit the ground hard, as the two talismans spontaneouslybusted in mid-air.


    “He threatened me first,” Chuzheng said.


    Her words stopped Senior Brother Changbian.


    He held out his hands to show he wasn’t a threat, “Miss, we mean no harm.”