The Demonic Taoist Priest Emerges from the Mountain

I stared at the urn in Qi Yun's hand.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. Your sister is already dead, so she should be reincarnated properly. Wandering around and harming the living will only cause her soul to be scattered."

"Now, your sister has a life on her hands."

"If she continues down the wrong path, she will be utterly destroyed."

I said.

Qi Yun's hand trembled violently.

Chinese tradition emphasizes that one should be buried in the ground for peace.

This is ingrained in their very being.

No one wants their loved one's soul to be restless after death.

It felt like making a difficult decision.

Qi Yun, holding the urn containing ashes, suddenly knelt down before me.

"Sir, please save my sister."

He spoke very sincerely.

Due to her upbringing and experiences, Qi Yun is much more mature than other children.

I didn't respond to Qi Yun, but reached out and took the urn from his hand.

This time, Qi Yun did not resist or refuse.

The icy coldness of the urn chilled me to the bone.

Qi Fang has only killed one person, yet she already harbors such strong resentment.

I absolutely cannot allow her to continue killing.

"Jinrou, I need three talismans: the [Ghost-Trapping Talisman], the [Five Thunder Talisman], and the [Ghost-Slaying Talisman]. Start drawing them now. When will they be ready at the earliest?"

I pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Ning Jinrou.

Ning Jinrou frowned.

"It will take at least an hour, but my talisman wasn't drawn for nothing!"

She pursed her lips, crossed her arms, and remained unmoved.

This girl is a money-grubber; she won't do anything without a profit. The fact that she came with me to help Liang Dong is already a favor to Master Qin.

Now, upon hearing that I wanted a talisman, she immediately expressed her dissatisfaction.

My lips twitched, and just as I was about to speak, Liang Dong spoke up from the side.

"I'll pay any price, as long as you can resolve this matter!"

Only after hearing these words did Ning Jinrou put her hand down.

"Talisman paper, cinnabar, and a writing brush!"

She spread her hands and looked at me.

I sighed helplessly; this girl was clearly getting revenge on me.

Fortunately, I always keep these things in my tattered bag.

After placing the items one by one on the table.

Ning Jinrou directly pulled open the hotel curtains.

It is already afternoon.

However, the sun was still blinding.

Sunlight streamed into the small hotel room.

The surrounding temperature is rising rapidly.

The originally chilly atmosphere has dissipated considerably.

The biggest change is in the urn in my hand.

At this moment, a layer of water vapor seeped out of the urn.

If I had to describe it, it's like taking a can of food out of the refrigerator in the summer and seeing the layer of condensation on the outside of the can.

This is a sign of the return of Yang energy.

Drawing talismans requires an environment with abundant yang energy.

Combining one's own Qi can make the talisman even more powerful.

Ning Jinrou was very serious when drawing the talisman. With each stroke, she completed the [Ghost-Trapping Talisman].

Ning Jinrou stopped drawing the first talisman.

Fine beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead.

Drawing talismans doesn't mean simply copying a gourd.

Truly useful talismans consume a great deal of the artist's energy.

After taking a sip of water, Ning Jinrou picked up her pen again.

And so, about two hours passed.

The sky outside was gradually darkening.

After Ning Jinrou finished writing the last stroke of the [Ghost-Slaying Talisman], she sat down listlessly to the side.

"You'll have to handle the rest yourself."

She looked at me weakly.

I nodded.

Ning Jinrou's three talismans are enough.

I moved the table in the hotel room and placed the urn on it.

At the same time, I lit two candles.

He held the freshly made "Ghost-Trapping Talisman" between his two fingers and muttered incantations.

"Captured, bound, and shackled by the Four Heavenly Soldiers."

"Hold an iron rod and torture the ghost's name."

"Through meticulous investigation, Shi Wei's true colors are revealed."

"Deceased daughter Qi Fang, reveal yourself at once!"

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

As I uttered my last word, the [Ghost-Trapping Talisman] in my hand instantly burst into flames.

I quickly pressed the [Ghost-Trapping Talisman] onto the urn.

I used the [Ghost-Binding Talisman] when I was at Lu Ze's house before.

However, this time the effect is completely different from the last time.

The last time was to bring Lu Ze's grandfather from the underworld for a lecture.

This time, I'm going to bring Qi Fang back.

According to Qi Yun, their home is located on the outskirts of Qingshan City.

It takes four hours to drive from here.

There's definitely not enough time.

Therefore, I had no choice but to use the [Ghost-Binding Talisman] to capture Qi Fang's soul before it got completely dark.

As the [Ghost-Binding Talisman] burned out.

A faint, piercing scream could be heard coming from inside the urn.

Liang Dong, standing to the side, was extremely nervous, pressing his body tightly against the wall.

The fear in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Qi Yun, however, looked distressed and murmured, "Sister..."

I ignored the reactions of the two people behind me.

He stood quietly in front of the table, his face solemn.

At the same time, I held the Five Thunder Talisman and the Ghost-Slaying Talisman in my left and right hands respectively.

No one knows what Qi Fang is like now.

It's not impossible that this guy might attack me directly after being detained.

Therefore, I need to be fully prepared.

The orange-yellow candlelight flickered in the room.

The faint screams continued to emanate from the urn.

During this period, everyone's hearts were in their throats, and their eyes were fixed on the urn containing the ashes.

Time flows slowly on.

A few minutes later.

A cold, damp wind suddenly swept through the room.

Immediately afterwards, the flames on the pair of white candles turned a ghostly green.

The hotel room suddenly became incredibly gloomy.

I reacted immediately and gripped the talisman in my hand tightly.

coming.

Qi Fang is here!

As soon as this thought crossed my mind...

The urn on the table began to shake rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely cold voice echoed eerily in the room.

"Who ruined my plans?!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Dong was the first to break down.

He suddenly knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

I frowned slightly.

He snorted coldly.

"Revealed!"

As I finished speaking, I raised my hand high and slammed it hard onto the urn.

There's a reason behind my palm strike.

The force wasn't strong enough to shatter the ceramic jar.

But it was also quite heavy; at least the earthenware pot on the table trembled violently at that moment.

In our line of work, this tactic is called "knocking on the mountain to scare the tiger."

I'm telling Qi Fang plainly, I can easily smash your urn.

If you don't want me to scatter your ashes, you'd better behave yourself!

After I struck with my palm, the eerie wind in the room suddenly stopped for a moment.

The next second, a female ghost with disheveled hair and wearing a red dress slowly appeared before my eyes...