Mr. Qian was clearly still confused: "May I ask Miss Ji, have my husband and I offended you in any way?"

Ji Qian almost laughed in anger upon hearing this:

"I can explain the reasons to you, but my fees are very high."

Before Master Qian could react, he was about to ask another question when Qian Huailin quickly stopped him: "No need, no need! We all know the reason, so we'll have to trouble Miss Ji."

After saying that, he started frantically winking at Mr. and Mrs. Qian. Although the old couple didn't understand what he meant, seeing their son's behavior, they had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Ji Qian ignored their petty actions. She turned around and asked Ying Xu and Zhao Chengyuan to help bury the two sets of remains, then walked back to Qian Huailin.

"Your corpse has been blown up, how about I recreate the old Taoist priest's experiences for you?"

The moment Qian Huailin heard this, his hair stood on end, and he quickly waved his hand to refuse Ji Qian's 'kindness':

"No, no, no need! I don't have any obsessions right now. In a little while, have that young man recite a Taoist scripture for me, and then I'll go with my parents."

After saying that, Qian Huailin tugged at Ji Qian's sleeve and pulled her aside, whispering a few words to her.

When she returned, Ji Qian's expression had visibly softened considerably, and she even gave Xu Qi some special instructions:

"Remember to be gentle when you perform the ritual for the deceased later."

Xu Qi knew that Ji Qian must have benefited, but he wasn't curious about it.

Anyway, no matter how much Ji Qian gets, it won't include his own hard-earned money. If he asks about it, he might get beaten up, which would be a loss.

Wang Dahai and Chunhua stood outside the crowd, the two bears holding paws and gazing at each other affectionately:

"Brother Dahai, you can't forget about him!"

Chunhua felt heartbroken at the thought of being separated from Wang Dahai.

Wang Dahai's voice also trembled with tears:

"How could that be, little flower? Even if I turn the whole world upside down, I will definitely come to your side!"

Lifetimes upon lifetimes, you are destined to be mine!

Ying Xu, who was closest to the scene, quietly moved away. He felt like he had said similar lines in a web series. Indeed, art imitates life.

The ritual for Madam Qian and Master Qian ended quickly and hastily. Xu Qi had only chanted the sutra for five minutes when the paper figures possessed by the two collapsed to the ground.

Before Qian Huailin could even feel sad, he saw Ji Qian walk over with a lighter and set the two paper figures on fire.

Looking at the burning paper figure in front of him, Qian Huailin was speechless for a moment.

Fortunately, Ji Qian didn't give him a chance to wallow in self-pity: "Stop looking, it'll be your turn soon."

Although she didn't have a good impression of Qian Huailin, he was, after all, a big spender, and Ji Qian even had a mini coffin custom-made for his scarecrow body.

Qian Huailin lay in the small coffin with his eyes closed. After all, he had been buried alive back then, and he still had some psychological trauma from such a scene.

Xu Qi took this ritual much more seriously, even bringing out his precious incense burner again.

As the incense smoke filled the air, Qian Huailin's soul gradually dissipated from the world.

After dealing with the Qian family, Ji Qian beckoned Chunhua and Wang Dahai, who were standing some distance away, to come over.

Chunhua held onto Wang Dahai's paws tightly the whole time, and the whole bear was extremely nervous.

Ji Qian's attitude towards these two unlucky guys was noticeably better:

"Don't be nervous, the process won't be very painful."

Wang Dahai's hand, holding Chunhua's, trembled slightly, but he still mustered his courage and asked:

"Excuse me, is there any way for me to stay with Huahua?"

After saying that, Wang Dahai realized that his request was a bit excessive, so he quickly added:

"I've discovered quite a few things over the past few years while scrambling around the house. If you're interested, I can tell you anything, just please help me and Hua Hua!"

Ji Qian hesitated for a moment before cautiously speaking:

"First of all, let me state that I am not after your small favors; I am simply happy to help others!"

Secondly, I do know a way to bind two people together for reincarnation, but I can't guarantee how effective it will be.

Chunhua and Wang Dahai were overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately expressed their agreement to Ji Qian:

"It's no trouble at all, any opportunity is fine. Thank you so much!"

After saying that, Wang Dahai wanted to tell Ji Qian all the treasure locations he knew.

Ji Qian quickly stopped him and pulled him to the corner where she had talked to Qian Huailin earlier, even carefully removing the microphone from her back.

Director Liu's resentful gaze was almost tangible, making Mi Yesi tremble with fear.

Ji Qian, on the other hand, felt good about it and said that she was fearless, as she was prepared to leave the entertainment industry at any time.

Before burying Chunhua and Wang Dahai's remains, Ji Qian took a red rope she had found somewhere and tied their little fingers together.

Han Mengyao watched her actions and felt something was familiar: "Isn't this... a scene from our last drama?"

Ji Qian remained remarkably calm in the face of Han Mengyao's questioning:

"Just tying up the corpse won't work, don't worry, I have a backup plan."

As Ji Qian spoke, she got up and used the remaining red rope to tie Chunhua and Wang Dahai's souls together as well.

To prevent it from being flimsy, Ji Qian even wrapped it around several times to secure it.

Xu Qi was also very sensible; he deliberately slowed down his chanting of the sutra to deliver the ghosts from their suffering, giving the two ghosts enough time to say goodbye.

As the mascot costumes of Xiong Da and Xiong Er gradually shrank, Ji Qian felt a great sense of relief; she was finally free from this horrific place.

Director Liu seemed even happier than she was, and as soon as the ending was recorded, he hurriedly urged the staff to wrap up.

Ji Qian was standing by the roadside waiting for Liu Xia to pick her up when she saw Director Liu speeding out of the village in a truck without even saying hello to her.

As the nanny vans drove away one by one, Ji Qian still hadn't seen Liu Xia.

Han Mengyao originally wanted to stay and wait with her, but Ji Qian persuaded her to leave.

After confirming that everyone had evacuated the old house, Ji Qian rushed back. By then, the gate of the old house had already been locked by the production crew, so she had to climb over the courtyard wall to get in.

The courtyard, which had been bustling with activity just two hours earlier, was now deserted. Ji Qian slipped along the wall to Qian Huailin's study and, relying on her memory, opened the secret compartment where Qian Hanying had once been imprisoned.

According to Qian Huailin, there were two hidden compartments inside this secret compartment, where he had stored the dowry he had once saved for his sister.

Ji Qian thought it would be something like gold bars, but she was almost blinded by the sight when she opened it. Inside was a complete set of gold hair ornaments!

Looking at this jewelry with its rather extravagant aesthetic, Ji Qian was at a loss for what to do.

If it were something like gold bars, Ji Qian could keep it, but since it was clearly an antique, she had no choice but to hand it over to the state.