Sacrifice my child to the evil spirit? I will turn into a zombie to take revenge

Chapter 7: The fate has come to an end, and the evil spirit defies fate!

In Mingzhu City, on the east side of the Longming Road tube building, a strange man with a pigtail, wearing sunglasses, a tan Taoist robe, a cross around his neck, a rosary in his hands, and a wooden fish in front of him, was sitting with his legs crossed, waiting for the right person to pass by.

Just then, a beautiful woman in a red dress walked by, and he immediately said, "Beautiful lady, wait a minute."

Hearing the ancient tone, the woman stopped and looked over curiously.

This sight made her chuckle: "What are you wearing? A Taoist robe, a cross, and Buddhist beads and a wooden fish?"

"Miss, please don't mind my luggage. I noticed that you looked strange, so I called you to help me untie it." The man continued speaking in an ancient tone.

"Then please tell us about it, Master." The woman looked at the man in sunglasses with interest.

"I see that the girl's forehead is black, which must be a bad sign!" said the man in sunglasses after pulling his sunglasses down slightly and taking a look at the girl.

"Bah! I'm not wearing a bra today, you charlatan!" The woman held up her plump breasts with both hands to show her freedom, then spat at the man in sunglasses and left his stall in high heels.

"Junior Brother Fang, I didn't expect that you could get a reward for saying the wrong thing." The woman had just taken a few steps when the lame immortal came over with a lewd smile on his face. As he walked, he kept his eyes on the woman's perky buttocks, which were twisting evenly due to her quick walk.

"Brother Zhao, please stop laughing at me." Fang Zhan took out a handkerchief, took off his sunglasses and wiped his face, then smiled bitterly, "I am not as talented as you, brother. I can only make a living with this skill."

While the two were still talking, the sole of the woman in front suddenly twisted her high heels, causing her ankle to twist and she fell to the ground.

"Ah!" She sat on the ground and screamed in pain. When she looked at her right ankle, there was already some sign of redness and swelling.

Ignoring the pain, she immediately turned her head and glared at Fang Zhan. It was all because of this stinky charlatan's bad mouth that she sprained her ankle.

"Beauty, I have just reminded you, you can't blame me." Fang Zhan said with a smile. After that, he took out a ointment and ran over quickly.

As he grabbed the woman's ankle and twisted it casually, and then applied ointment, the woman immediately felt that her ankle, which had been burning with pain just now, was now cool and comfortable.

"A miracle doctor!" The woman looked at Fang Zhan in surprise.

"Excuse me, the fortune-telling is 100, the massage is 100, the ointment is 100, and I'll charge you 300 Dragon Coins. Cash or scan the QR code?" While Fang Zhan was speaking, he had already taken out two QR payment codes from his chest.

The woman was about to thank Fang Zhan, but she didn't expect him to be so realistic. However, considering that he did help cure her foot, she took out her mobile phone and scanned the code to pay Fang Zhan 300 yuan.

"Thank you for your review. You're welcome to come to me again next time if you have any problems." Fang Zhan ran back to the stall contentedly and happily.

The woman stood up speechlessly, tried to walk with her sprained foot, and when she found there was no problem walking, she took off her high heels and walked back quickly.

Seeing the other party leave, the lame immortal laughed and scolded: "Junior brother, be careful of getting into trouble if you make too much money like this."

The woman didn't know what was going on, but the lame immortal knew it very well.

He glanced at a small jar on Fang Zhan's stall and said, "Xiao Hu, don't do this kind of thing with your father, especially in broad daylight."

After saying that, the lame immortal continued to look at Fang Zhan and said, "You let Xiaohu out at noon. You are too careless as a father."

“Don’t worry, brother. Xiaohu has the Chiyang destiny. Even if he turns into a ghost, he will be different from ordinary ghosts. With my reinforcement, there will be no problem for him to stay in the sun for a short period of time during the day, even at noon.” Fang Zhan said happily.

"Don't do this kind of thing. I have a big business here. Do it or not? I will only take care of you because we are my fellow disciples." The lame immortal said with a smile.

"If even Senior Brother Zhao can't resolve the issue, then I'm afraid it would be futile for me to go over there." Fang Zhan looked at the Lame Immortal with a suspicious look.

"Don't worry. Although I, your senior brother, know a little bit about everything, I am not as good as you in setting up formations to catch ghosts." The lame immortal patted Fang Zhan on the shoulder and complimented him.

"Cremation is now practiced, so the skills I learned are of no use. How can I catch ghosts so well?" Fang Zhan shook his head.

"Junior brother, can't you see the resentment that is spreading over Mingzhu City?" The lame immortal pointed to the sky.

"Senior Brother Zhao, I'm not as good as you in the art of observing qi, so I really didn't see it." Fang Zhan shook his head.

As the two were talking, the jar on the table suddenly began to shake.

The lame fairy smiled and said, "Look, even Xiaohu has sensed it. Junior brother, you have wasted these few years."

Seeing Xiaohu say this, Fang Zhan said seriously: "The resentment has spread to the entire Mingzhu City. I'm afraid that this level of evil spirits is close to Hongyi!"

"That's right. Let me tell you clearly. There is an order related to the red-clothed evil spirit right now, and the other party is probably about level three in strength. Are you interested in taking it?" The Lame Immortal said directly without keeping you in suspense.

"Brother Zhao, are you kidding? If you don't want to take it, then don't take it. I think you still want to live a few more years. You can't just mess with the red-clothed man, especially one who is at the third level!" Fang Zhan quickly picked up the jar and prepared to run away.

"Hey, junior brother, wait a minute." The lame fairy held Fang Zhan and said, "Grandma Huangquan said before that the guide fee for Xiaohu's journey to Huangquan will be around two million. I can help you negotiate the fee. This is a big boss, money is not a problem, and all the materials Xiaohu needs for reincarnation can be found and prepared for you! Don't you want Xiaohu to be reborn as soon as possible? What if you encounter an accident one day along the way? Can you bear to see Xiaohu become a wandering ghost?"

Only after saying this did Fang Zhan stop.

At this moment, the jar in Fang Zhan's arms suddenly shook. "Xiao Hu, Daddy can't bear to leave you, but there are some things that must be done. You can't live like this forever. Daddy has to find a way out for you." Fang Zhan gently reached out and stroked the jar, comforting his son.

"Xiao Hu, you have to be good. Think carefully about what your father would do if something happened to him. You don't want your father to be unable to reincarnate peacefully because he misses you and become a wandering ghost.

He could be taken away at any time." The lame fairy touched the jar and further advised.

After hearing this, the jar gradually calmed down.

It can be seen that Xiaohu is also a sensible child. He doesn't want his father to worry too much about him and end up like him after his death in the future.

Seeing that Xiaohu no longer objected, Fang Zhan looked at the lame immortal and said, "Brother Zhao, tell me, what should we do?"

"I need my junior brother to help me trap this evil ghost in red with a formation. Then you and I will join forces to kill the evil. If we are fully prepared, even if it is a fifth-level red-clothed ghost, we can escape if we can't beat him. What's more, the opponent is far from being a fifth-level strongman, so nothing unexpected will happen!" The Lame Immortal said confidently.

"Okay, when do we take action? Today happens to be the most yin day, so it's not suitable for action." Fang Zhan said after calculating the days.

"Well, we'll take action tomorrow night. You can come with me to the boss's house tonight. It happens that we haven't worked together for a while, so let's practice our coordination tonight so that we can have better understanding tomorrow night." The Lame Immortal said with a smile, putting his arm around Fang Zhan's shoulders.

"Then everything will be arranged by Senior Brother."

Seeing that they had convinced Fang Zhan, the two quickly drove to a professional place to purchase some materials for magic tools, and then returned to the Yin family together.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Yin's house, Fang Zhan immediately frowned, and the jar in Fang Zhan's arms began to vibrate violently.

"What's going on? Why is there so much resentment in this house?"

Although Fang Zhan's qi-sensing technique could not easily detect the resentment far away in the sky, he could still easily sense the resentment in the manor which was nearby.

"Junior Brother Fang, there are some things we shouldn't ask, some things we shouldn't listen to, some things we shouldn't talk about, and some things we shouldn't look at. In a word, we should do our duty as entrusted by others. We shouldn't meddle in other people's affairs!" The Lame Immortal warned Fang Zhan.

"Xiao Hu, don't move around for a while. We are going into someone's house soon, so don't scare them." Fang Zhan warned while shaking the jar in his hand.

Soon the jar stopped moving.

After getting off the car, Fang Zhan felt more and more frightened. According to what Xiaohu said, the intensity of this resentment seemed to be no less than the resentment in the air, as if countless wronged living and undead souls had accumulated so much resentment here.

However, remembering the words of the Lame Immortal, he did not say much.

After entering the courtyard, the lame immortal brought Fang Zhan straight to Yin Shou.

"Grandpa Yin, this is my junior brother named Fang Zhan. He is better than me in dealing with ghosts and monsters. My salary will naturally not change, but my junior brother wants to discuss the issue of salary with you, old man." The lame immortal was direct and started by talking about money.

Yin Shou smiled and said, "Just ask how much you need."

"Only 277 million dragon coins." The Lame Immortal glanced at Fang Zhan, and seeing that he was in a difficult position to speak, he spoke for him.

"That's not a problem. Let's make it an even number, 300 million." Yin Shou said with a wave of his hand.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zhan's face lit up with joy, and he bowed to Yin Shou and said, "Old man, you are so generous!"

"Since you were introduced by the gentleman, I have nothing to worry about. Everything about tomorrow night depends on you two." Yin Shou said with a smile.

"I will do my best to fulfill the task entrusted by others." Fang Zhan expressed his attitude immediately.

"Okay, then Mr. Zhao, you can take your brother to have a good rest first. If you need anything in the next two days, just tell the servants around you. I will do my best to help you."

"Okay, then we'll go back and practice first. We need to prepare well for tomorrow night."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

After saying goodbye to Yin Shou, Fang Zhan couldn't help but look back at Yin Shou. He always felt that Yin Shou looked like his luck had run out.

"Senior Brother, Mr. Yin…" Fang Zhan was about to speak when he was stopped by the Lame Immortal.

He leaned close to Fang Zhan's ear and whispered, "I know what you are going to say, but I tell you, I have seen Mr. Yin's fate run out no less than ten times, but each time he and the Yin family were reborn. There is something evil protecting the Yin family, so don't say too much!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Zhan immediately showed a look of surprise, and then nodded in understanding.

After the two chose the guest room, they began to think about what to do tomorrow night.

Soon it was night.

At midnight that night, Fang Zhan and Lame Immortal, who had been practicing all day, had fallen asleep, but Xiaohu seemed to have sensed something. He ran out of the jar and turned into a spirit, looking in a certain direction with a worried look on his face.

(End of this chapter)