The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

After finding out the specific ward number, Yun Ziang, clutching his phone, pulled Xiao Jin straight to the inpatient department of Nanshan Hospital.

As the elevator ascended, his brow furrowed deeply: "How did he suddenly fall unconscious? He was perfectly fine yesterday, replying to messages all over the place."

Xiao Jin, holding the remaining half-cup of cola, took a sip and whispered, "Looks like a really, really fierce ghost."

The two found the ward, knocked twice, and then pushed the door open and went in.

The atmosphere in the ward was somber. Liu Kaile lay on the hospital bed, his face pale and his eyes closed, as if he were asleep. He didn't respond no matter how much they called him.

His parents stayed by his bedside, their eyes red and their temples seemingly turned white.

Under each of the four legs of the hospital bed was a yellow talisman, and in the corner were three copper coins arranged in a triangular formation, looking quite professional.

A man in his early forties stood by the bed. He was not tall, but had a decent appearance. He was holding a brass Bagua mirror in his hand and was speaking to Liu's parents in a deep voice:

"...That's right, it was a fox spirit that possessed him and absorbed his yang energy, causing his soul to become unstable and him to fall into a coma. Once I set up the demon-locking formation, I will definitely be able to drive that fox spirit away in less than three days."

This person was none other than Li Dou.

"What fox spirit? Stop talking nonsense."

Yun Ziang pushed open the door and came in; his voice preceded his arrival.

Li Dou whirled around, his gaze landing on the man's face. His pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately raised the Bagua mirror in his hand, shouting sternly, "You vixen! How dare you deliver yourself to my doorstep!"

"Are you crazy?" Yun Zi'ang was taken aback by his shout, then laughed in exasperation. "Who's the fox spirit? Look closely, I'm Yun Zi'ang, Liu Kaile's good friend!"

"Sweet talk!" Li Dou didn't believe it at all. "Fox spirits are masters of illusion. Yesterday at the hotel, I clearly sensed a terrifying demonic aura emanating from you. You still want to deny it!"

The two started arguing back and forth, and no one noticed that Xiao Jin had already let go of Yun Ziang's hand, tiptoed to the bedside.

She squatted down, glanced at the yellow talisman under the bed leg, and then touched the copper coins, her brows furrowing slightly. This formation was an orthodox protective yang formation, capable of blocking external evils from invading the body; it was set up correctly.

The Protective Yang Formation can only block external things, not lost souls.

She looked up at Liu Kaile's pale face, then reached out and tugged at his eyelids, touched his palms and chest, and finally extended a short finger to check his breath.

It was indeed a case of the soul leaving the body.

Seeing Yun Ziang's stubbornness, Li Dou snorted coldly and raised his Bagua mirror, shining it in Yun Ziang's face: "This Bagua mirror of mine is blessed; it can tell whether you're a demon or a ghost with a single glance! Let's see if you reveal your true form!"

The brass mirror, reflecting the light, shone brightly on Yun Ziang's face.

Yun Ziang held his chin up, not moving an inch, with an arrogant look on his face that said, "Take as many pictures as you want."

The mirror was completely unremarkable; there was no trace of demonic energy, not even the slightest unusual phenomenon.

Li Dou paused for a moment, then shook the mirror up and down, but still there was no reaction.

"How about it?" Yun Ziang raised an eyebrow and scoffed. "Did you see clearly? Am I a fox spirit or not? I think you're the one who's half-baked. If you don't have the ability, don't try to scare the elders here."

Liu's parents exchanged a glance, their faces showing surprise and doubt.

Liu's mother stared at Yun Zi'ang for a long time before hesitatingly asking, "You are... the young master of the Yun family? Zi'ang? I've seen you before, Kai Le brought you to our house for dinner before."

"Hello, Auntie." Yun Ziang put away his arrogance and nodded politely.

Liu's mother's eyes reddened, and she couldn't help but ask, "Zi'ang, tell me the truth, what has Kai'er been doing outside these past few days?"

"Yesterday he called home, talking incoherently about how the hotel was haunted. We quickly asked someone to find Master Li to come over, hoping to exorcise the evil spirits. But this morning, when we called him, he wouldn't wake up..."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, and Liu's father sighed, his face full of sorrow.

"Auntie, please don't worry," Yun Ziang reassured her, glancing at Li Dou, whose face was not looking too good, and said bluntly, "To be honest, with his mediocre skills, he can't save Kai Le."

"Who are you calling a half-baked amateur?!" Li Dou exploded, his face turning bright red. "I, Li Dou, am a disciple of the Zhengyi School, and I've studied Taoist practices for over twenty years. You can question me, but you can't insult my school!"

"So what if I insult you? If you're so capable, go ahead and wake the person up." Yun Zi'ang retorted, pointing to the side, "The one who can really save people is right here."

Everyone's eyes followed his finger and landed on the small figure by the bed.

Xiao Jin was looking up at them with her little face. When she saw that everyone was looking over, she politely waved her little hand and said, "Hello, my name is Xiao Jin, and my full name is Yun Feng Jin."

Li Dou was taken aback at first, then sneered, his face full of disdain: "Young Master Yun, are you kidding me? A four-year-old girl who can't even speak properly, can she save people?"

"Don't underestimate him." Yun Ziang crossed his arms. "Xiao Jin, show him what a true master is like, and let him know what it means to keep a low profile."

Xiao Jin tilted her head and looked at Li Dou, her dark eyes scanning him from head to toe as if she were carefully examining something.

After looking at her for a few seconds, she spoke in a childish voice, "Uncle, you have a horizontal line on the bridge of your nose. It means your family had a rough time when you were little. Your parents separated when you were seven, and you grew up with your grandparents, right?"

Li Dou's sneer paused for a moment.

"You dropped out of school at eighteen and went out to do odd jobs. You suffered a lot, and then you met your master on a construction site, which is how you got into this line of work. It's been exactly twenty-two years now." Xiao Jin counted on her fingers. "You're a very upright person, but you're too blunt and easily offend people. It's common for you to argue with customers. You've been married for four years, and you just had a little sister last year, right?"

After he finished speaking, the ward was silent for a few seconds.

Li Dou's eyes widened in disbelief.

This little girl is actually quite capable.

His heart skipped a beat, but he still refused to back down:

"...So what if you know a little about physiognomy? Taoist magic relies on cultivation and experience. How old are you? You've lived for less than five years in total. What kind of tricks do you know about summoning spirits and exorcising evil spirits?"

He's been studying for over twenty years; there's no way he could lose to a child.

"Alright, alright!" Seeing the two about to argue again, Mr. Liu quickly interrupted, his voice full of exhaustion. "No matter who has the ability, I just want my son to wake up."

"Young master, since you can see through Master Li's situation, then tell me, what exactly happened to Kailuo?"

Xiao Jin looked at Liu Kaile on the hospital bed, her smile gone, and said seriously, "He wasn't haunted by a fox spirit, but rather attracted the spirit of a spirit medium, what is commonly known as a spirit medium."

"Impossible!" Li Dou immediately retorted. "He's covered in demonic energy; it's clearly the work of a spirit, not a spirit of the Ouija board! The spirit of the Ouija board has weak yin energy; how could it possibly steal a person's soul!"

"Weak Yin energy doesn't mean it can't be done," Xiao Jin said, looking at him clearly. "Look, when you lift his eyelids, his eyeballs are fixed, but there's a layer of hazy blue on the whites of his eyes; his glabella and the root of his nose are tinged with a dark blue, which is the Yin energy that appears in his life palace and illness palace after his soul was frightened and left his body."

"And his palms and soles were ice cold."

"If you reach in and touch his chest, it will be colder than the rest of his body. This means his mind has wandered away, and his soul has run off with his vital energy."

"If it's a common illness, your hands and feet will be cold, and your chest will feel hot. Only when you lose your soul will your chest feel cold, and you can't keep the heat inside."

Upon hearing this, Liu's father reached out and touched the places Xiao Jin had mentioned, and they were indeed cold.

Seeing this, Xiao Jin grabbed Liu's father's finger and placed it under Liu Kaile's nose, pointing out, "His breath is cold."

"The breath of a living person is warm. This is called 'vital energy follows the soul.' If the soul does not return to its place, only a wisp of energy remains to support it, so the breath naturally cannot warm up."

"Spirits and monsters absorb yang energy from the outside in, while the soul leaving the body empties from the inside out. It feels cool to the touch, not heavy; they are different."

Li Dou frowned, walked over, and carefully examined Liu Kaile's pulse. He then pried open Liu's eyelids to take a look, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

He naturally knew these things.

However, he had encountered the fox spirit yesterday and was prejudiced against her, thus overlooking these details.

"Then...what should we do?" Liu's mother panicked, squatting down and grabbing Xiao Jin's small hand, her palm icy cold. "Little Master, you can save him, right? Please, please save my son! He's only twenty-five!"

"Auntie, don't worry," Xiao Jin soothed softly. "Last night, he was chatting with his grand-nephew. As long as we find the direction of his soul and set up an altar to summon it back, we can call him back."

Li Dou suddenly spoke up, "According to what you said, he was haunted by a ghost. He encountered a ghost yesterday, so there's no reason why he only lost his soul today."

Xiao Jin pondered for a moment, "Two of the Yang Flames on his shoulders have been extinguished."

"My guess is that he must have lost his soul once before, and then something scary happened last night that completely scared his soul away."

Li Dou immediately shut his mouth.

His brows furrowed, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions, including a hint of disbelief.

"How can I bring my son's soul back?" Liu's mother pressed urgently.

Xiao Jin's eyes darted around, and she looked at Li Dou, saying mischievously, "Xiao Jin is going to test you."

"To summon a spirit, you need to prepare three things."

She held up three short fingers. "Which three?"

Li Dou's face flushed red instantly, a redness of anger.

It's absurd that a man in his forties would have his basic skills tested by a four-year-old girl.

But if he doesn't say anything now, it will seem like he's guilty.

Li Dou's expression changed several times, and finally he said through gritted teeth:

"First, the clothes he wore last night were unwashed and close-fitting."

"Secondly, you need a live rooster, with a big red comb, in good spirits, and with a loud crow."

"Third, there should be seven lamps that are always on, arranged from the ward entrance all the way to the elevator, with a copper coin next to each lamp."

"You got it right!" Xiao Jin smiled, her eyes crinkling, and clapped her hands. She looked at Liu's mother and explained earnestly:

"His scent lingers on his clothes; his soul recognizes this smell, and it finds its way back when called."

"A rooster's crow can dispel negative energy. The louder its voice, the more it can scare away any unclean things blocking the way. When the time comes, hold the rooster and call its name all the way, and only then will the soul dare to follow."

"Finally, the lamp must not be extinguished, and the copper coins must not be turned over, for this is to pave the way for his soul, so that he knows which way to go."