"A fixed price of a hundred thousand! Pack up the stuff and load it on my car!" the middle-aged noblewoman said coldly.
"Sorry! I don’t provide house calls," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Two hundred thousand! Whether it works or not, the money is yours," the middle-aged noblewoman said again.
"I’m quite busy here, handling what seems like hundreds of orders each day as if it’s nothing," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmm?" The middle-aged noblewoman frowned.
She stared deeply at Zhang Xiaohao, as though trying to see through him completely.
It was quite a while before she spoke again.
"A fixed price of three hundred thousand! If you are still not satisfied, I’ll find soone else," the middle-aged noblewoman said icily.
"Deal! As the Taoist Ancestor used to say, ’If I don’t enter Hell, who will?’" Zhang Xiaohao assud the air of a transcendent hermit.
He stood up from the ground, while the middle-aged noblewoman was not paying attention.
From the Shennong Ring, he took out a piece of talisman paper and folded it into a paper crane.
He bit his fingertip, squeezing a drop of blood onto the paper crane.
"Go!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded in a low voice.
He discreetly released the paper crane.
He swung the car door open and swiftly got into the vehicle.
"Let’s go," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Didn’t you just say you don’t make house calls?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked with a furrowed brow.
"Ah! As a disciple of Xuann, it is our purpose to punish evil, promote goodness, and uphold justice. Since fate has brought you and together, I shall have to make an exception this ti," Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Hmm!" the middle-aged noblewoman huffed.
She drove off without another word.
Half an hour later.
Red BMW stopped outside a high-end residential complex.
Click!
"We’re here," the middle-aged noblewoman said.
"Yeah," Zhang Xiaohao responded, opening the car door and getting out.
Standing in the courtyard, he surveyed the two-story villa before him.
He glanced around the courtyard.
His forehead tightened as he sensed a strong evil aura around him.
"Co with !" the middle-aged noblewoman said.
Zhang Xiaohao followed her into the villa.
In the living room.
The middle-aged noblewoman crossed her arms and looked coldly at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Perform your magic!"
"What magic?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.
"Ghost catching!" the middle-aged noblewoman said.
"Even if you want to catch a ghost, you should at least tell why," Zhang Xiaohao said, irritated.
"Hmph! Co upstairs with ."
Leaving those words behind, the middle-aged noblewoman walked towards the upstairs.
Zhang Xiaohao skeptically eyed her, thinking to himself.
She’s got quite the backside, definitely could give birth to a chunky kid.
Upon reaching the second floor, they entered a room.
A faint scent hit him as he entered, indicating that this room was her bedroom.
"Tell , what exactly happened?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"It’s like this," the middle-aged noblewoman hesitated.
Ultimately, the terror in her heart overca her embarrassnt, and she recounted the events that happened to her.
Ten minutes later.
"You an, every night, you feel completely drained and moist? Is there sothing pressing on your body? When you wake up in the morning, does your body feel as if it’s fallen apart?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Yes," the middle-aged noblewoman nodded heavily.
"Are you still single?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
"Huh? Why do you ask that?" the middle-aged noblewoman responded, puzzled.
"From the looks of it, you seem to be single! Your situation is both simple and complex," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"What do you an?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"You’re longing for a man," Zhang Xiaohao said.
Buzz!
An invisible murderous intent erupted from the middle-aged noblewoman, her eyes cold as ice, wishing she could slaughter Zhang Xiaohao.
"Hmph! I warn you not to spout nonsense! If there’s a next ti, just get out!" the middle-aged noblewoman said, forcibly suppressing her anger.
"Don’t disbelieve! I’m not joking with you!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Let’s hear it then!" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"Think about it, you are already thirty-five this year, you’re so beautiful, and still a virgin. Even if you don’t think about n ntally, your body, or rather your physical shell, instinctively longs for a man," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Go on!" the middle-aged noblewoman demanded through gritted teeth.
"And you live alone in such a big villa, a lone man and woman, it’s inevitable that so friction might occur," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Hmph! There is only here, where did a man co from?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"A ghost!" Zhang Xiaohao declared solemnly.
"Ah! Is there really a ghost?" the middle-aged noblewoman exclaid in shock.
"What do you think? Your situation, now that you understand, is because a ghost is pressing on you, satisfying you spiritually, so when you wake up the next day, you feel so exhausted!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Is what you’re saying really true?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"If you don’t believe it, I can find that lustful ghost right now," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"If you have the ability, find it! If you pull out that lustful ghost, I’ll add two hundred thousand on top of the original reward," the middle-aged noblewoman said.
"Deal! I won’t charge you a service fee this ti, who says I don’t care about the safety of the people?" Zhang Xiaohao boasted.
He bit his fingertip, squeezing out a drop of blood.
Using the Three Pure Daoist Skill, he changed the signs, perford the hand gestures, and several magic formulas entered the blood.
"Heavenly Eye, open!"
He touched his fingertips to his eyes, and a flash of golden light occurred.
Zhang Xiaohao’s Heavenly Eye was now open.
With the opening of the Heavenly Eye, the previously colorful nature’s spiritual energy...
...turned into strands of black malevolent energy, swirling around the bedroom.
It wasn’t sparse, but rather dense.
"Well? Have you found that lustful ghost?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"You should be thankful. That lustful ghost thought of keeping you for a lengthy ti and hasn’t laid hands on you imdiately; otherwise, you would have been drained completely by now," Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Hmph! Should I also thank him then?" the middle-aged noblewoman retorted coldly.
"If that’s how you want to think about it, it’s not wrong," Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.
"Enough talk! Go catch your ghost," the middle-aged noblewoman said.
"Would you like to co along and see?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"What do you an?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"The lustful ghost is not in the room right now; it’s sowhere else," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Daring to take advantage of while I sleep at night, I want to see him obliterated with my own eyes!" the middle-aged noblewoman said coldly.
"Good spirit! I hope you can maintain such courage later," Zhang Xiaohao said.
With a glance, he gathered the dense malevolent energy from the surroundings into his eyes.
Following the traces of the malevolent energy, Zhang Xiaohao walked outside.
"Where are you going?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"I am going to catch a ghost!" Zhang Xiaohao declared seriously.
Following the origin of the malevolent energy, Zhang Xiaohao descended the stairs and walked outside.
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