"Hmph, you little bastard, just you wait!" The fake master picked up his wine glass again, and just as he poured it into his mouth, the door behind him was suddenly kicked open.

The sudden loud noise nearly made the fake master choke on his drink: "Damn it, who...?"

He turned his head and saw the face he had been holding a grudge for all day.

Fang Zhiyi brandished the axe in her hand: "Sorry, time is a bit tight, there's no time to find any other guys."

"You..." The fake master suddenly realized, "Not alive until midnight? You're going to kill me before midnight, are you??"

After a brief moment of panic, he immediately ordered his men to take action, only to find that this seemingly unremarkable young man was ruthless, taking down two men with just a few simple slashes.

"Now it's your turn," Fang Zhiyi said with a smile as she approached.

"You, you... don't come any closer!"

“Three months ago, you drowned two baby girls from the Wang family. Four months ago, you forced a woman in difficult labor to drink talisman water, causing her to choke to death. Five months ago, you and these two were doing a feng shui consultation for someone, and afterwards you dug up their ancestral grave and even beat a night patrolman to death…” Fang Zhiyi muttered to herself.

The fake fortune teller's face gradually turned terrified: "You really can predict the future?"

"you guess?"

"You, you are a practitioner of the Tao, yet you commit murder and will go to hell!"

"Look at what you're saying. You've killed so many people and you're not afraid of going to hell, so what am I afraid of? At worst, I'll just chop your chest with an axe and bring my face close to your ear. I can go down there and kill you again."

The next day, Jiangzhen remained calm and peaceful. Only the family that rented rooms to passing guests was in a real bind, telling everyone that three outsiders had slipped away in the middle of the night without paying their rent.

However, Fang Zhiyi also welcomed his first customer. Yesterday, a family from the crowd came to him with their child, saying that the child had lost his soul and they wanted him to help find it.

Fang Zhiyi glanced at it briefly, shook her head, told them to wait, then went out to get a dose of medicine and started decocting it, muttering something like a spell.

Only Xiao Hei heard what he said.

"You're crazy! You have a fever but don't go to get medicine; you come to a charlatan first. If charlatans could cure fevers, why would they be charlatans...?"

He spent the whole afternoon trying to cool the child down with water and give him medicine. The child gradually regained consciousness, and the family thanked him repeatedly. They even took out their money before Fang Zhiyi could ask for payment.

This pleased Fang Zhiyi greatly.

He then went and bought some food, clothing and other necessities, and asked Xiaobai to deliver them to Longtoushan.

The black bear spirit won't starve, but the two young Taoist disciples are a different story.

As night fell, a figure dressed in white slowly rose from the dry well in the He family's back garden. She had finally overcome her fear of the Buddha statue. At this moment, the ghost who jumped into the well only wanted to find the man who could see her.

"I hate..."

The mournful sound of weeping gradually drifted out, and several servants of the He family heard it. They huddled under the covers in fear, not daring to speak, until the sound gradually faded away.

"What's going on lately? First the young lady disappeared, and now the house is haunted?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. The master is in a bad mood lately. Be careful you don't get a beating."

"well...."

Unlike the hanging ghost, Mei'er who jumped into the well could leave the well, but she was unwilling to come out. However, this time was different. The thought of being forced to stay at the bottom of the well with that Buddha statue for several days made Mei'er's face even more distorted.

All I wanted was to find someone to confide in, why was he treating me like this?!