What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 52 Reflection in the Mirror (Part 1)
"...It will cost more."

Xia Qing's words left everyone with a fascinating expression.

In such a critical situation, what you actually thought of was asking for more money?
"The Money Dart Technique: What a brilliant move to raise prices on the spot! I've learned it, I've learned it! Boss, you're awesome!"

Money Darts, on the other hand, looked as if he had found a treasure, excitedly shouting "666!"

"Six farts! I finally managed to earn some money, and you've ripped it all off."

Xia Qing just wanted to roll her eyes.

The maximum power of the Money Dart Technique is linked to the material of the object it is attached to, as well as the user's mental and physical condition.

After being strengthened by Tai Chi Chuan and Ba Wang Ji, especially with the enhancement of spirit through Tai Chi Chuan's "Ba Yuan Shou Yi" technique, its power increased exponentially.

However, the cost is that consumption is also increasing exponentially.

That month's salary was no joke.

One card costs three thousand, four cards cost twelve thousand.

Adding to the card I just used, plus the weak version I used to test Viper and the others, my balance of over 20,000 has been almost completely depleted again.

"Money is no problem, money is no problem. Master, just name your price."

Having personally experienced this supernatural event, and with Xia Qing becoming his only lifeline, Zhang Hai's attitude was naturally completely different from before.

Hearing Xia Qing's words, he was pleasantly relieved.

Compared to anything difficult to accomplish, simply asking for money is the simplest thing.

"What do you mean by 'the master will give you a price'? You sound so mercenary. If the master wanted to steal your money, would he only take ten thousand from you and then do this dangerous business?"

Before Xia Qing could speak, Grandpa Zhang slapped Zhang Hai on the back of the head with a look of exasperation: "Master, you must have a purpose for taking money now. Why don't you give me as much as you can?"

"Yes, yes, yes, my loose tongue... 300,000, Master. Although I have some assets, most of them have been invested in the company. I can currently come up with about 300,000 in working capital. Any more will have to wait for me..."

Zhang Hai nodded repeatedly.

Along with the supernatural events, his worldview shattered, and his father, who firmly believed in and insisted on inviting Xia Qing, also gained immense prestige in Xia Qing's eyes, so whatever he said was law.

Judging from this not-so-luxurious villa, Zhang Hai is not actually a wealthy tycoon who doesn't care about money at all; he can only be described as having some assets.

Furthermore, assets and readily available working capital are not the same thing; there are many companies with assets in the hundreds of millions but also heavy liabilities.

Being able to come up with 300,000 is definitely the best they can do.

Don't be fooled by the fact that we gave Xia Qing 20,000 or 30,000 yuan before; in reality, only the 10,000 yuan consultation fee was real.

He didn't believe the subsequent promise to resolve the "evil spirits" and didn't really intend to pay the remaining balance.

Even the ten thousand was originally only intended to be five thousand, but it was only because his father insisted that he gave ten thousand.

"Okay, 300,000 is enough, but I need some cash now."

Xia Qing interrupted Zhang Hai, who was still thinking about where he could squeeze out more money.

While he did need to make money, he didn't actually intend to extort or blackmail people into bankruptcy whenever he had the chance.

Besides, 300,000 is already a lot for him, and it can even be said to be an unexpected windfall.

After all, just a few days ago they were struggling for tens of millions of yuan, and now they've suddenly won 300,000 yuan. It's no different from winning the lottery.

Zhang Hai is neither a super-rich man who treats money like numbers, nor is he a web series protagonist who is oblivious to the realities of daily life.

"Cash...I do have twenty or thirty thousand in my bedroom, but now..."

Zhang Hai was initially relieved when Xia Qing agreed, but he hesitated again when he heard that cash was required. Firstly, the bedroom was on the second floor, which was impossible to access now.

Based on the dizzying moment earlier and the conversation between Xia Qing and Ling Shuang, it's clear that this is no longer the villa in reality.

There's definitely no way to get the money now.

"It's okay, you can just go get it yourself if you agree."

Xia Qing naturally understood what was troubling Zhang Hai, and spoke up directly.

Since bank transfers are in the account, he can't "withdraw" them himself until they're transferred, so they're not considered income that has already been received.

However, if it's cash that's readily available, and the other party genuinely agrees to let him keep it as payment, then of course that's acceptable.

"Yes, of course."

Zhang Hai nodded repeatedly.

"Money Dart Technique: Holy crap, 300,000! That's more than ten times the final payment!"

"The Money Dart Technique: 666, I've got it, I've got it."

"The 'Money Dart' technique: First, take a small amount of money to lure the customer in, then seize the opportunity to raise the price, forcing them to pay an even higher price. Brilliant, truly brilliant!"

"The Money Dart Technique: No wonder they say free things are always the most expensive! Boss, you're my idol, a top-tier shrewd businessman!"

Because the Money Dart Technique requires the ability to be aware of the Nightmare's presence in case of unforeseen circumstances, Xia Qing has never severed communication with it.

At this moment, 'he' was already excitedly flooding the screen with posts, looking like a shrewd businessman who had found a treasure upon discovering his idol and a classic work on business principles.

"You think you've figured it out? You've figured it out my ass, the progress bar hasn't even moved an inch."

Xia Qing glanced at the message casually and then ignored it.

As the martial art that had been with him the longest and for the longest time, how could he not know the greedy nature of the Money Dart Technique? He would definitely not acknowledge the money until it was actually in his account.

“Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! You condemn me for cannibalism, but what difference does it make? This method of extortion… tsk tsk.”

It's a long story, but it can actually be summed up in just a few words.

The mirror demon, who considered itself invincible, had no intention of launching a sneak attack. It simply watched the show with great interest, then clapped its hands mockingly: "Unfortunately, you might live to spend this money, but you won't live to enjoy it. Do you really think you can leave my mirror space alive?"

Xia Qing simply looked at him calmly and said, "It seems that Viper didn't teach you a lesson, or rather, their mindset and personality have made you stupid."

In his view, whether it's called a ghost story or a nightmare, what truly terrifies people is not the supernatural force, but the mystery and the eeriness.

A mysterious and elusive being that should have been elusive has become a 'person' with clear desires and purposes, and even knows how to be playful, and thus has endless weaknesses.

The most obvious.

Even if Viper were killed by his elbow, he didn't believe that Viper could truly match the strange tale in close combat.

Of course, it's also possible that the camouflaged giant who successfully seized control of the body at this moment had no memory of Viper and was still maintaining that fixed way of thinking.

In any case, Xia Qing will definitely teach him a profound lesson today.

"Do you remember what I said when we first met?"

With a casual flourish, Xia Qing wielded the halberd, and before he finished speaking, he was already holding the halberd with one arm, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, aggressive as fire.

"This is the one I use."

(End of this chapter)