Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Making One Million A Day, Is It That Easy?

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“No!”

Under rhe large locust tree in Shanshuigou Village.

Mrs. Zhang stopped her shamanistic trance, her old and murky eyes stared straight ahead, and she screamed, “Taoist, put down the jar… put it down quickly! If not, I, even in death, will cling to you forever, cursing you!”

The malicious curse flowed out of her mouth.

Her voice was hoarse, like a cornered beast’s roar.

On the road.

A few kids holding a dollar bill, as if heading to the convenience store to buy popsicles, were scared witless and ran off into the distance.

“1 curse you!”

“I curse you to die a horrible death, cursed by ghosts for eternity, cursed by maggots devouring your body after death…”

Inside the courtyard.

The malicious curse was also coming out of the ghost’s mouth.

Wang Lin and Bai Wei listened, their scalps tingling with terror. Xu Yang, on the other hand, appeared as calm as a mild breeze, utterly unconcerned.

Witchcraft?

1 didn’t understand it before, but I can now.

While the ghost cursed, it provided Xu Yang with “merit points +30” and “witchcraft +1”. Its eyes glowed blood-red in a strange light, earnestly watching the jar thrown around in Xu Yang’s hand.

If you look closely.

You would notice…

With every throw of the jar, its body would tremble, seemingly worried that the jar would fall to the ground and break.

“You don’t need to waste your breath cursing me… I already know the witchcraft you have practiced, it’s just a minor part of the art. If you truly mastered one of rhe cursing methods in witchcraft, I might be a little wary of you.”

With the continuous effect of “witchcraft +1”.

Many memories related to witchcraft were conjured into Xu Yang’s mind. All these memories were the witchcraft practiced by Mrs. Zhang!

The ghost was essentially a creature forged by Mrs. Zhang through witchcraft.

Taken as a kind of alternate embodiment, it held all her memories, waiting just for the right conditions, at which point Mrs. Zhang could abandon her physical body, instilling all her essence and soul into it, turning into a ghost to achieve another form of “eternal life”.

“Hoping to achieve longevity by becoming a ghost…”

Xu Yang threw the jar into the air, shook his head, and sighed, “That’s a pitiful thing… You think that becoming a ghost would let you live forever in this world? I’m afraid it would be worse… Perhaps within a few days, someone might even capture you.”

“Right.”

“Why do you only know how to curse, and not attack me?”

“Are you afraid that I will accidentally drop the jar on the ground?”

“Or perhaps…”

“You could try to take rhe jar away?”

When Xu Yang got to this point, he paused slightly, then laughed, “I nearly forgot, you were forged from this jar, weren’t you? This thing is like your physical body… and ghosts can’t move their own corpse.”

Master Xu…

Truly learned!

Wang Lin’s eyes sparkled as he looked at Xu Yang in admiration.

Meanwhile, the ghost1 s voice became even more shrill, it dared not attack Xu Yang, nor could it take the jar away. It could only blatantly voice its impotent and furious curses…

Various malicious curses were said in quick succession.

Perhaps due to being our of fresh ideas, it harshly declared: “1 curse you to be impotent for life, never to rise, rise and not stiffen, stiffen and not last, last and not impregnate…”

Xu Yang: “. ”

He was taken aback!

After the shock, was indescribable rage!

This curse…

For a man, it is absolutely, utterly, malicious!

Swoosh!

He threw the jar high into the air.

Then with a flourish of his Taoist robe, he folded his arms behind him… His stance clearly indicated that he had no intention of catching it!

“No!11

A mournful shriek came from the ghost’s mouth.

It turned into a gust of Yin wind, rushing towards the jar.

However, it was all in vain!

As Xu Yang said, it was born from the Jar. In other words, the jar was its body… Yin spirits and specters, no matter how powerful they are, can’t move their own skeletons.

The jar passed through the Yin wind.

Smash!

It landed on the ground, smashing into pieces.

Black blood spread out, and in the blood were six shriveled peach pits.

The noon sunlight shone on the blood and the peach pits, chemical reactions seemed to happen. Sizzling sounds were heard, and vapors began to rise.

“Ah…”

“I don’t want to die… 1 don’t want to die!”

“Daoist, 1 curse you!”

In mid-air, rhe figure of the fierce ghost started twisting and deforming. After about five seconds, it completely disappeared.

“Ding!”

“Congratulations, you have successfully exorcised the soul and are awarded

300 merit points.”

In Xu Yang’s mind, the system message sounded.

“Master Xu, you are amazing!”

Wang Lin came forward, with his thumbs up, like a fanboy, “in one day, you got rid of two Class-B Yin spirits. Even if our team leader personally took the challenge, he wouldn’t be able to perform like you.”

As for Xu Yang.

He had a gloomy face, looking rather displeased.

Damn it!

This damn thing was too vicious, cursing me like that?

Although he knew that the old witch was just spouting threats and didn’t really have any ‘curse magic1, Xu Yang still felt a cold chill run down his spine.

Xu Yang waved his hand and said, “Let’s close the case… the peach pits in that jar are her tools for performing witchcraft and rhe evidence of her stealing the Zhang family’s bloodline… Oh, by the way, Wang Lin, go to Shanshuigou Village.”

“If I’m not mistaken, Mrs. Zhang should have dropped dead by now.”

Shanshuigou Village.

Under the big pagoda tree.

With a scream, Mrs. Zhang was seen falling straight down onto the ground as the juicy peach on the ground withered before their naked eyes.

The pagoda flowers and leaves on the tree also quickly wilted and fell off.

The ones who first discovered Mrs. Zhang’s body were a few children.

The child on rhe scene cried out in fear and ran back to find his parents.

By the time Wang Lin, Bai Wei, and Xu Yang arrived, the area around the big pagoda tree was already swarming with people.

Pushing through the crowd, Wang Lin saw that Mrs. Zhang’s body was similar to one that been dead for a long time, with dried out flesh. She had turned into a mummy.

“Police business, everyone please make room.”

Wang Lin took out his police badge and flashed it in front of the villagers. He found a piece of cloth, wrapped up the corpse, and put it in the trunk of the car.

The off-road vehicle slowly drove out of Shanshuigou Village and headed for the city.

In the car, Xu Yang said, “Burn this body as soon as you return… Oh, and the old witch’s house needs to be dealt with… My suggestion is to pour gasoline on. it and set it on fire.”

Bai Wei nodded, promising to arrange it as soon as she got back.

The driver, Wang Lin, said, “By the way, Master Xu, send me your bank account later. I’ll let our finance department transfer the reward to you… Two Class-B Yin spirits, that’s a million… Master Xu, you make six month’s worth of my salary in one day!”

Xu Yang blinked, one million?

What one million?

What…

An old man Hong and an old witch… are they worth a million?

One million a day, is it that simple?

Bai Wei added, “Also, the Yellow River water ghost. Although it’s a C-level ghost, its threat level is even higher than an average B-level Yin spirits… Let’s also count it as a B-level Yin spirit for Master Xu.”

Xu Yang:

So, that’s one and a half million?

After a few seconds of silence, he said, “By the way, there should be quite a few bizarre cases on hand, right? Compile them and send them to me… Don’t get me wrong, I’m not doing this for the reward.. I just can’t stand those Yin spirits and malevolent beings causing trouble in the world!”