Ji Yu turned on the flashlight on his cell phone and stepped on the creaking old wooden stairs.

The knocks on the door continued.

She yawned and opened the wooden door. A woman with an extremely pale face withdrew her hand that was knocking on the door.

The woman was soaked all over, as if she had just climbed out of the river. Water stains dripped onto the bluestone slabs. Under the moonlight, there was no shadow of the woman on the bluestone slabs.

This is actually a female ghost, and she was drowned.

"Boss, I want to buy some paper money."

“Paper money?”

"Yes, paper money." The female ghost took out a jade bracelet from her coat pocket and handed it to Ji Yu: "How much paper money can be exchanged for this?"

"You don't need so much. Don't you still have relatives? They won't burn paper money for you."

Ji Yu took the jade bracelet, opened the door of the shop, and turned around to get paper money from the cabinet.

The female ghost followed in, leaving puddles of water on the ground.

Ji Yu took out a copper basin and prepared to burn paper money for the female ghost. When burning the paper money, he had to write the female ghost's name and birth date on it. It would be bad if he burned the wrong one.

"How do you know my name is Wu Huixin?"

"Just a rough calculation based on your face will tell you. This jade bracelet will be enough to cover your paper money for a long time. You won't have to pay any more when you come to our store in the future."

After the paper money was burned, Wu Huixin had no intention of leaving. Finally, seeing that Ji Yu seemed to be going to bed, she stepped forward to block her way.

"Can you tell fortunes? Your grandmother can't, but I didn't expect your granddaughter to be able to."

"I won't tell fortunes for free. If I do, your jade bracelet will be used as collateral. You will have to pay extra for paper money next time you come to ask for it."

After Ji Yu finished speaking, the female ghost in front of her suddenly knelt down in front of her.

"Master, there is a puzzle that has been lingering in my mind for ten years. Ten years ago..."

Ten years ago, the widowed Wu Huixin had a son named Jiang Yufeng. One day, Wu Huixin was cleaning the house when the police suddenly came in and said that her son was suspected of a murder case.

Not long after that, his son was sentenced to 20 years in prison for intentional homicide.

But how is this possible? Wu Huixin knows her child best. He is a kind-hearted child who never makes enemies with anyone. How could he kill someone?

The neighbor died, but she was identified as the murderer just because the surveillance footage showed that the last person she saw was her son.

Wu Huixin tried to seek justice for her son many times but to no avail. One day, he slipped and fell into a river and was drowned. His family was afraid of getting into trouble and simply cut off contact with them. For the past ten years, Wu Huixin has been buying paper money needed for the underground incense shop.

"So, Master, please help me calculate whether my son has killed anyone. I don't believe it. I really don't believe it."

Ji Yu helped the female ghost up and sat her down on a chair beside him.

"What's your son's birth date?"

Wu Huixin gave Ji Yu her birth date and eight characters, and he read her fortune on the spot. After taking a look at the hexagram, he said, "Your son didn't kill anyone. He was wrongly accused. In about three years, the authorities will rectify the wrongful convictions, and your son will be released at that time."

"I knew it, I knew it. How could my son kill someone?"

Wu Huixin cried with joy, knelt down again in front of Ji Yu with gratitude, and then left.

Ji Yu sat in an armchair, looking thoughtful. He waved his hand and a gust of wind blew past, closing the door of the shop again.

"This incense shop is a little unusual."

There are actually ghosts coming to the door. What is this? Doing business with humans during the day and doing business with ghosts at night, without any holidays or sleep all year round?

"It seems that the original body's grandmother is a person from the Xuanmen sect."

Ji Yu thought of the book "Collection of Talismans". It seems that this grandma is a Taoist.

Because of the talismans, she looked up a lot of Taoist stuff on Baidu during the day, especially talismans.

When Ji Yu first saw this Taoist talisman, she felt a sense of familiarity. She didn't expect that it actually originated from the witch doctors of her time.

These talismans are divided into "innate talismans" and "acquired talismans". Beginners basically start with the "acquired talismans". They need to set up an incense table, burn incense, invite the gods, cleanse their body, hands, mouth, pens, ink, paper and inkstone in advance. After praying, pick up the pen and write it in one stroke. Then touch the magic water, pray again, bow and send off the gods. None of these can be missed.

The whole process is very complicated, but the "Innate Talisman" only requires a stroke of strength to complete.

Those who can reach this level are all powerful beings with deep cultivation, so Ji Yu scared the little statue with just one stroke that day.

"Amulets for peace, wealth, home protection, evil-warding, and peace of mind..."

Ji Yudu drew some talismans, and after a while, these talismans will be able to be sold.

Selling talismans can also bring in income.

She changed the incense for the statue before going to bed, and then she slept soundly until dawn.

It seems that someone died in the town today. A lot of paper money, incense sticks, wreaths, and paper ingots were sold during the day.

The empty account book finally had an additional income, and Ji Yu's tense expression finally eased for a while. At least she could try some takeout. The food she made herself was barely edible and not very delicious.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Yu closed the shop and began to prepare for the live broadcast.

Because he was recommended on the homepage yesterday, Ji Yu’s live broadcast account gained a lot of fans. As soon as the live broadcast started, many people were waiting.

【The anchor is finally here! 】

*

In the dimly lit top-floor apartment, through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw a woman, barefoot, with her shoes off, and an angry look on her face, quietly returning to her home.

With the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the woman quietly opened the bedroom door.

The woman's name is He Meiling. She is a queen of the pop music world and is married with a husband named Qi Siyuan.

Recently, she suspected that her husband was cheating on her. Some cosmetics and skin care products were often missing from the house, and even several pieces of clothing in her closet had obvious cracks, clearly having been used by a woman who was bigger than her.

He Meiling was very angry about her husband's betrayal. She planned to come back quietly tonight and catch the adulterer on the spot so that she could get more benefits in the divorce lawsuit.

The desk lamp was on in the bedroom. She looked around and finally found that her husband was the only one inside.

Just behaves a little weirdly.

She was actually wearing her silk nightgown and sitting in front of the makeup mirror, fiddling with her face.

Anyway, he doesn't look like a man at all.

He Meiling took a breath, covered her mouth and ran out.

She needed some quiet time, so she immediately told her bad friend about the strange situation she had seen.

"Sister, it seems your husband is not cheating on you. Could it be that he has been possessed by an evil spirit?"

"Haunted?"

"Yeah, I didn't believe in these things before, but recently I've been following a small anchor, a fortune teller, and I actually saw a ghost in her live broadcast room. So, I suspect your man is possessed by a female ghost."

He Meiling pondered for a moment and stopped hesitating. She really couldn't stand this weird husband anymore.