Ming Zhuo had planned to make a move from the very beginning. The ghost perched on Hou Zhihui's shoulder had an evil and strange aura that was very similar to the traces left by Shen Ruodi.

She looked at the ghost and asked, "Are you going to come down on your own, or will I knock you down?"

The ghost gave her a deathly look. How dare this person threaten it?

It was quite unexpected that Mingzhuo could see it, breaking its invisibility spell.

But so what?

It suddenly grinned, and the skin on its face peeled off in a flurry, its resentment soaring to the heavens in an instant.

Hou Zhihui had been oblivious until now, but he clearly felt a chill on his neck, as if a hand was choking him.

He was so scared that he trembled all over and almost fainted.

Mingzhuo sighed. The result was not unexpected; the other party was unwilling to come down voluntarily.

After all, they've finally managed to snag a bargain, so how could they give up so easily? I can understand that, but I can't agree with it.

Mingzhuo: "You forced me to do this."

The ghost looked disdainful, as if it was certain that Mingzhuo was helpless against it.

The power of the contract is also one of the laws of heaven and earth. Even if you appeal to the City God, it will be of no use. How could this mortal forcefully break it?

After Mingzhuo finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the ghost by the neck, pulling it out like a radish.

The scene before them stunned He Wangyao and Li Wenhe.

The ghost that they couldn't see before suddenly appeared before their eyes. It wasn't a head, but rather the ghost's body had become embedded in Hou Zhihui's body.

The other party was embedded very deeply, as if it had completely merged with that body. Even with violence like Mingzhuo's, it could only be pulled out by force.

Mingzhuo pulled the entire ghost out and slammed it hard onto the ground.

Hou Zhihui felt a tearing, burning pain, as if an organ had been separated from her body.

Once the ghost had completely left his body, after the burning pain subsided, his body suddenly felt light.

The man, still shaken, plopped down on the ground, staring in terror at the ghost.

"You...you want to take my place, you want to possess my body!"

He said that after returning from the Lunar New Year holiday, he felt increasingly heavy. He had gained a lot of weight, his belly had bulged, and he had backaches, leg cramps, and neck pain.

At first I thought it was because of overwork and lack of exercise, but now it seems that it was mostly this ghost's doing!

However, he, a Taoist practitioner, knew nothing about it and was not even aware of the yin energy emanating from the ghost.

The other person had been by his side for several months and was obviously familiar with his lifestyle and social circle. When the day came that he would quietly take his place, no one would even notice.

Hou Zhihui broke out in a cold sweat when she realized this.

The ghost tried to pounce on Hou Zhihui several times, but Mingzhuo stopped it by throwing out several talismans to ward off evil.

It glared at Mingzhuo with resentment and screamed, "Get out of my way! Mind your own business! He promised to give me his body after it's all done. You can't unilaterally break the contract!"

After it finished speaking, strands of white silk suddenly emerged from its body, hooking onto Hou Zhihui like tentacles.

This is the power of the contract. Even if Mingzhuo tears it off now, under the constraint of the contract's power, it will still return to Hou Zhihui.

Hou Zhihui stood up against her will and walked towards the ghost, almost crying in fear, "Master, Master! Please save me!"

Mingzhuo: "So what if it's a contract? A contract based on deception should be invalid. I'll just tear it up."

She drew her peach wood sword, and an invisible sword aura descended, severing all the silk threads.

That wasn't all; the peach wood sword flew into the air and struck several more times.

"Alright, your contract is dissolved. Go back to your own homes and your own mothers." Mingzhuo summoned the peach wood sword back.

Seeing that something was wrong, the ghost hurriedly tried to escape.

Without the constraints of the contract, it became easier for it to conceal itself, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

Hou Zhihui nervously moved closer to Ming Zhuo, even pushing He Wangyao away.

He Wangyao was initially very angry, but seeing the other person trembling, she felt she could understand.

Sigh, thinking about it, I'm the same way. I only feel safe when I'm close to the light.

The door was wide open, and everyone inside was preparing to leave, seemingly because they finally had news of Shen Ruodi.

Jiang Yuncheng was about to get on the bus when he caught a glimpse of Hou Zhihui out of the corner of his eye, and his face immediately darkened.

Those around him felt a chill run down their spines, realizing something was wrong, and hurriedly called out, "Old Hou, what's wrong with you? Fourth Young Master was being considerate and told you to go home and rest, so why are you hanging out with these people instead?"

Jiang Yuncheng stood by the car door, waiting for him to come over and apologize.

He heard someone report that Hou Zhihui not only knelt before Mingzhuo, but also left with Mingzhuo. At that moment, he felt betrayed.

However, he finds this person agreeable. If the other party is sensible and scolds Mingzhuo to his face, then kneels before him and cries his heart out, he might forgive him.

Hou Zhihui peeked out from behind Mingzhuo. "Fourth Young Master, thank you for your concern. I have something to ask the master, I'll be back in a bit."

Jiang Yuncheng: "..."

His face turned green. He gave Mingzhuo a cold look, then turned and got into the car.

"Since the four of them are staying here, lock the door. Don't let them out without my permission."

The eldest brother has already left, so it's a good opportunity for that woman to see who really calls the shots in the Xiangshi Xuanmen.

Upon hearing his instructions, the man with the goatee nodded and went to make the arrangements.

After the convoy had all left, the man with the goatee glared at Hou Zhihui with exasperation, "Old Hou, you're so foolish!"

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