The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 53: Ghost Money Is More Effective Than Exorcism Talismans

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A hoarse cough suddenly sounded in Xiao Junze's ears, which scared him and almost made him cry out.

But when Xiao Junze thought of Song Mang's words, he covered his mouth and stopped shouting.

There was no light in the restaurant and the light was dim. Xiao Junze vaguely saw a figure beside the bed wearing a chef's hat, who looked like the restaurant's weird chef.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The coughing sounded again, and the figure next to him hunched over due to the violent coughing.

Xiao Junze felt a dark shadow covering his body, accompanied by continuous coughing sounds. He also smelled a strong smell of blood and rotting corpse.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

Blood dripped from above, with a foul smell, and dripped onto the back of Xiao Junze's hand.

The hoarse voice of the strange chef came from beside him, "Sir, I'm injured, can you help me call a doctor?"

Xiao Junze widened his eyes and could see the figure above bending down, getting closer and closer to him.

The strange chef's face was a bloody mess, covered in rotten flesh and maggots crawling around.

He suddenly opened the quilt, tugged at Xiao Junze's clothes, and cried miserably, "Help me, help me, my body hurts so much, please help me call a doctor!"

The strange chef was suddenly so close to Xiao Junze, and he could even feel the blood and maggots from the strange chef's body falling on him.

Xiao Junze's expression changed instantly, and he tried to push him away, "Go away, go away! Don't get so close to me! I don't know how to call a doctor, go call a doctor yourself!"

Doctor Gui still pulled Xiao Junze's clothes and begged, "I can't call a doctor. I'm an intruder. I can't call a doctor. Please help me! Please, save me. Mary can't live without a father!"

Xiao Junze felt a weight on his body, as if he was suffocating due to sleep paralysis, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He quickly pushed the strange chef away and sat up from the bed, "Let me go!"

"woo woo woo woo……"

He heard Mary's crying again, and the strange chef also squatted beside the bed and sobbed.

“Can anyone help my father and me? Mary was locked in a dungeon, and I searched for her for a long time before I found her.

But I was too sick, too ill, and I was dying, and I couldn’t take her away.”

Xiao Junze couldn't bear to say, "What happened to you? You were fine just now, weren't you? How can I call a doctor for you?"

"I... I haven't signed a contract, so I can't enter this dungeon. Now the power of the dungeon has contaminated my body, and my body is about to collapse..."

The strange chef pointed to the cash register not far away and said, "There is a landline on the cash register. Just pick up the landline and you can contact the people in the hospital. They will come to save me."

"Ok."

Xiao Junze was about to get out of bed to make a phone call when he suddenly met the bloodshot eyes of the strange chef.

Those blood-red eyes stared at him like light bulbs in the darkness, and he felt excitement in those eyes.

As a cultivator, Xiao Junze has better eyesight than normal people and can see things clearly even at night.

His eyes followed the strange chef's rotten face down to his neck.

The strange chef's neck was covered with corpse spots. It had not yet begun to rot, but there was a large, light red birthmark on it.

The birthmark was very large, covering almost half of the neck. At first, Xiao Junze thought it was blood, but the color of the birthmark was much lighter than blood.

He suddenly remembered that the dead member of the Ghost Suppression Bureau, Gong Yucheng, had a large birthmark on his neck.

Because of this obvious birthmark, Gong Yucheng has a bit of low self-esteem and usually wears high-necked clothes.

Xiao Junze knew that he had this birthmark because before the end of the world, Xiao Junze and him had been on a mission and they lived in the same room. He saw it when Gong Yucheng was changing clothes.

The chef's uniform that Chef Gui wore did not have a high collar. Xiao Junze remembered that he did not have such a birthmark!

It...is not the weird chef!

Xiao Junze took a deep breath, a chill ran down his spine, and he quickly got back into bed. Seeing his action, the eyes of the "Strange Chef" dimmed instantly, and he pounced on him again.

"Why did you go back to sleep!" it screamed, "Get up, get up and help me make the phone call!"

Xiao Junze felt a weight on his body and quickly closed his eyes, muttering to himself, "I don't want to listen, you bastard.

"Glorious Yang Yang, the sun rises in the east, I now chant a spell to sweep away all the bad luck, and those who encounter the curse will perish, and those who encounter the curse will die. Heavenly Master, protect me, slay the evil and destroy the spirit, and there will be spiritual light in my body. I obey the order of the Supreme Lord Laozi!"

Bang.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared on Xiao Junze's body, and then everything on his body was knocked away!

After being knocked away, the thing looked at the golden light on Xiao Junze's body with some fear, and then turned in another direction.

It came to the bedside of Song Mang and Song Wenqi, whimpering miserably.

"Wow, wow, someone come save me..."

Song Wenqi felt a weight on her body that made it hard for her to breathe, and then she opened her eyes.

"Save me, save me..."

The strange chef sat on her quilt, his face covered with blood and maggots, crying sadly.

"what?!"

Song Wenqi was startled.

Just now when the "weird chef" was disturbing Xiao Junze, no one else heard the noise, so Song Wenqi was woken up from his sleep.

Song Wenqi's heart was in his throat. He stretched out his hands and waved them randomly under the quilt, "Go away! Don't come over here, don't disturb me and my daughter's sleep!"

Although Song Mang wore earplugs when she slept, she still heard Song Wenqi shouting next to her.

Song Mang opened his eyes, took off his earplugs, and looked at Song Wenqi beside him, "Mom, what's wrong?"

In her eyes, she didn't see any weird chef at all. She just saw Song Wenqi covered with black mist, and then waving his hands and shouting wildly.

"I don't know how to save you, just go away and make the call yourself!"

Song Mang's eyes darkened. He knew that Song Wenqi was entangled by something strange, and that this strangeness was only directed at her, so Song Mang couldn't see it.

Song Wenqi's shouting was so loud that it woke up the others, who all got up and came to check.

"What's wrong with her?"

Xiao Junze was awake, and said, "There was a thing in the restaurant that kept crying, and it turned into a weird chef to confuse me and asked me to call a doctor. Fortunately, I didn't fall for it!"

Hearing his words, everyone turned to look towards the kitchen. The strange chef was sleeping on a recliner with the sleeping puppy in his arms. The ghost and the dog did not move at all.

"She was possessed by a ghost!"

The old Taoist priest also came over and took out a talisman. "This is a talisman to drive away evil spirits. Stick it on her and that thing will leave on its own!"

But even after the old Taoist priest put the talisman on Song Wenqi's forehead, she still waved her hands and screamed, and the strange black mist covering her body showed no sign of dissipating.

The old Taoist priest was slightly surprised, "This thing is so powerful, the exorcism talisman I made myself is useless."

Xiao Junze: "It may be more powerful than the evil ghost. Only the Tianshi Sutra my father taught me is useful! But my skills are not enough. I can only use the Tianshi Sutra once in a short period of time! I have already used it!"

He frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Old Taoist priest, your cultivation is stronger than mine. Please pass on some spiritual power to me so that I can use the Heavenly Master Sutra again! I will help Aunt Song drive this thing away!"

Song Mang sat up and said, "No need, save your spiritual power for emergencies. I also brought talismans."

Xiao Junze looked at her in shock, "Where did you get the talisman? Did you buy it from someone before entering the dungeon?"

Song Mang took out a large red ghost money and threw it at the black mist on Song Wenqi's body with a snap. "Get lost! Don't make me say it again."

Xiao Junze: ???

Old Taoist: ???

(End of this chapter)