C81

Chapter 81 - Unsendable Ghost

After hearing that voice, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at the time, it was exactly 11 o'clock at night.

Did someone really come knocking?

I steadied my emotions and said, "Come in."

As soon as he said those words, a lady walked in leisurely.

When I saw who it was, I was stunned again.

It was a young woman with an old-fashioned woman's head and a sleeveless green qipao embroidered with gold flowers.

She was above average, but the classical charm was enough to make a man fall for her.

Very quickly, I confirmed her identity.

She had no shadow, she was a ghost.

Although I was already mentally prepared, seeing such a female ghost openly in front of me, I couldn't say that I was stunned to the point where I still felt fear and a sense of indescribable nervousness.

When the female ghost saw me,he was actually also slightly stunned for a moment. After a long while, she slowly said.

"No, my surname is Xu. He Jushi has some business and will be back in a while."

Just when I wanted to ask if she wanted to go back to Samsara, she unexpectedly said in disappointment, "Oh, then I'll come again early next month."

After saying that, he nodded at me before turning around and walking out.

I was stunned as I watched her disappear at the door, unable to make heads or tails of the situation.

Judging from the tone, this female ghost who called herself Di Jinlian knew the Old He. Since she had seen the Old He before, why was she not surmounted?

Very quickly, I realized the crux of the matter.

I thought about the matter of the Old He entrusting me with the establishment of the shop. The old man must have something else to hide from me.

I felt cheated, but before I could get angry, another voice came from outside the door.

An old man's voice asked, "Can I come in?"

I calmed down and let him in.

It was an old ghost in his sixties, and I couldn't help but gasp when I saw his face.

Half of his body was in a mess, his white ribs exposed to the air, making anyone who saw him feel numb.

I quickly calmed down, looked at his wound, and asked, "Was he hit by a car?"

The old man nodded.

I didn't say much, just asked him what his name was.

Following Old He's instructions, I first recorded his name on a yellowed booklet, then took out a triangular talisman from the drawer. Using a brush, I wrote his name and his birthdate on it. Then, he lit up a tallow wax on the table and lit the amulet on the candle.

The old man's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. He nodded his thanks to me, turned around, and flew out the door.

The tallow wax was like a signal. After it was ignited, 'customers' would constantly come in. In just two hours, he had killed more than a dozen dead men.

After transcending a lost soul, I leaned back in the rattan chair and let out a long sigh.

According to Old He, he would only be able to receive a maximum of eighteen clients at a time. At the moment, without taking into account female ghost, Di Jinlian, he would only need to send off one more customer before closing the door.

Just as he was thinking, a bloody face suddenly appeared from the door.

I trembled in fear. "Don't you know how to knock?"

Damn it, even the most crazy of people would be shocked upon seeing such a bloody face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The person hurriedly apologized.

"Come in." I was just scared and not narrow-minded enough to lower myself to his level.

I didn't see his face until he came in.

This was a very fat middle-aged man. Not only was his face bloodied, half of his head was flat on the ground.

I picked up my pen and asked, "What's your name?"

"Qiu Ming."

"Birthday."

"January 16, 72."

I took out the talisman and wrote down his name and profoundness before burning it in a candle flame.

But after burning the talisman paper, Qiu Ming's appearance did not change at all. He still stood outside the counter with his half-flattened head looking straight at me.

I looked in astonishment at the ashes in the ashtray, and suddenly found that the ashes on this piece of paper were different from the ones from before.

The previous talisman ash was the same as the ash from burning ordinary paper. It was a grayish-white color, but the talisman ash created by burning this talisman was dark red in color!

What was going on?

Old He never thought that there would be such a situation, there was even a ghost that could not be sent away?

Qiu Ming suddenly took a step forward without any warning.

I jolted and picked up the mahogany nail that had been lying on the table.

The cymbidium that had been bitten off by a ghost face in Lin Tong's home could only be used as a mahogany nail. Although its power had been reduced, it was still more than enough to deal with ordinary ghosts.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Ming actually said excitedly:

"Sir, I was killed by someone. Sir, please help me redress my grievances!"

I couldn't help but take a deep breath and let him explain the situation in detail.

Qiu Ming said that he had set up his own company, and was in the textile business.

Business had become increasingly difficult in the past two years. His company was on the verge of failure.

"I came home early from work last week and found out that my wife was wearing a suit that I've never seen before … She actually tried to steal from me! "I was looking for a husband, I ran to the balcony, and suddenly someone grabbed my leg from behind and pushed me off the balcony!"

After saying that, Qiu Ming clenched his teeth, his expression becoming somewhat sinister, as a black killing intent emitted from his face.

I warned him in a deep voice, "You'd better control your emotions. Otherwise, won't you be reincarnated? Also, you might lose your soul."

Qiu Ming nodded his head, clenched his fists and forcefully suppressed his emotions:

"Everyone thought that I jumped off the building because of bankruptcy. Only I know that I was killed by that adulterous couple. I can't accept it, I didn't even see that adulterer's face … I beg you to help me find my adulterer, or else I will not be able to die in peace! "

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, I took out pen and paper and wrote down his home address and some background information.

It was only when I sent him away that I felt a headache.

The fact that Qiu Ming could not reincarnate meant that he was truly wronged and could not go overboard.

But even if what he said was all true, his corpse had already been cremated, so it was impossible for him to extract fingerprint evidence.

After some thought, I decided to meet his wife first thing in the morning. After all, this was already a suspicion of murder.

Furthermore, Qiu Ming himself already had a grudge against him. If he couldn't quickly give him an answer, he would very likely become an evil spirit.

By then, not only would his wife be in trouble, but other innocent people would be affected as well.

After closing the shop, I went home and soaked a bucket of instant noodles. After eating, I threw myself onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up at 9 in the morning, I called Ma Li, took half a day off, and directly drove to Qiu Ming's house.

He took the elevator up to the tenth floor. The moment he stepped out of the elevator, he smelled the fragrance of sandalwood.

"1003 …"

I knocked on the half-open security door, and before long, a woman appeared behind the door. She leaned out half her body and whispered, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is this Qiu Ming's home?" I asked.

The woman said, "Yes, you are …"

"My name is Xu Huo, I'm Brother Qiu's friend. I heard that something happened to him, so I came to take a look."

"Oh, then come in." The woman opened the door and let me in.

When he entered, he saw that a table in the living room had been set up to look like a altar. Two monks were sitting cross-legged in front of the altar, chanting a scripture.

In a photo frame behind the altar, the person was Qiu Ming.

The woman took me to the sofa and poured me a cup of tea.

I saw that there was no one else in the room other than the two monks, so I whispered to her, "Are you sister-in-law?"

The woman acknowledged.

"My condolences."

As I spoke, I began to study her.

Qiu Ming said that his wife was called Lv Guizhi and was seven years younger than him.

Perhaps it was because of the good maintenance, but the real person seemed to be a few years younger than the actual age.

She wasn't tall, about 1.5 meters and 55 meters, but her body shape was well-proportioned. Other than appearing slightly overly plump, she was a very mature and attractive beautiful woman.

Because there were monks chanting sutras, the two of them did not speak much.

After more than ten minutes, two monks stood up, and one of the older monk walked to Lv Guizhi:

"Amitabha, Almsgiver Qiu's undead has been transcended, the dead have died, and the female Almsgiver is grieving."

Lv Guizhi immediately clasped her hands together: "Thank you master, thank you master."

With that, he took out a thick envelope from the drawer and respectfully handed it over to the monk.

I frowned.

If Qiu Ming was overpowered by them just like that, why would I come here?

Even if the Monk these days was real, he was becoming more and more desperate.

The monk took the envelope, took out two buddhist beads and gave it to Lv Guizhi, saying that she had already opened them all and would carry them with him to ensure that she would not be harassed by any evil spirits.

The more I looked at it, the more it seemed wrong.

From the monk's words, it seemed that the buddhist beads were not for free, but specifically, from Lv Guizhi.

Qiu Ming said that he and Lv Guizhi did not have children, and there were only husband and wife in the house. Why would she request for two buddhist beads?

Although Lv Guizhi was slightly haggard, she did not have a sorrowful expression from the beginning to the end. Hearing that Qiu Ming had been surpassed by someone else, she felt much more relaxed. After receiving the buddhist beads, her eyes were brimming with energy and vitality.

After sending off the monk, Lv Guizhi poured me another cup of tea and asked me how I knew Qiu Ming and him, and why I had never heard him talk about it before.

I said randomly, Qiu Ming had supported me before when I was working for a textile company.

I gave Qiu Ming an incense stick of time to burn and pretended to be stung by the fragrance as I walked to the balcony to check.

The balcony was closed. He opened the window and looked down. Below him was a patch of concrete.

"I already told you that I won't let you mess with these things, but you don't stop. You'll only feel comfortable if those two brats deceive you for a bit?" A man's voice suddenly sounded.

Turning around, he saw a tall and big boy with a slightly childish face walking out of a room.

The boy looked to be around 16 or 17 years old, and he wore a pair of glasses.

"Xiao Xu, this is Qiu Ming's cousin. His name is Wang Yu." As Lv Guizhi gave me an introduction, she also placed a string of Buddha beads on top of Wang Yu's hands.