"Is this the room?" Ye Meier pointed to the tightly closed door.

"Yes, yes, this is it! The master bedroom!"

Mr. Wang's face turned pale. "We don't dare to sleep in this room anymore, we've moved to the guest room."

As Ye Meier pushed open the door, an even more pronounced chilling aura rushed out.

The room was large and luxuriously decorated, but the curtains were drawn and the light was dim.

Ling Qingxue walked to the window, drew back the curtains to let the sunlight in, and then pointed to an antique dressing table in the corner of the room: "Where did this come from?"

Mr. Wang was taken aback: "Huh? This dressing table... was left by the previous owner. He said it was an old item from the Republic of China era, quite valuable, so he left it to us."

Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier exchanged a glance.

Ye Meier walked to the dressing table, lightly brushed her fingers across the surface, and sneered, "The problem is probably with this thing. It's been carrying a lot of negative emotions for quite some time."

Ling Qingxue nodded in agreement: "The dressing table is made of yin wood and is rarely exposed to sunlight, so it easily accumulates yin and filth. In addition, the original owner probably had some lingering obsessions, which affected the energy of the entire mansion."

Mr. Wang was stunned. Although he didn't quite understand what "yin wood" and "na hui" meant, he felt that they were much more professional than those masters who only burned paper money and chanted scriptures before!

He quickly asked, "Then... what should we do? Throw it away?"

"I definitely have to throw it away."

Zhang Shaozhong took over the conversation and began to play his role as "assistant," saying, "But it can't be thrown away casually; it needs special treatment to neutralize the residual 'information' on it. At the same time, the layout of the entire house also needs to be adjusted, such as adding some yang-enhancing decorations, maintaining ventilation and light, and we will also provide some solutions for purifying the energy field."

His statement was half true and half false; he pointed out the crux of the problem and offered follow-up services, which made him seem very professional.

Mr. Wang grasped at a straw: "Alright, alright! I'll do whatever you three say! As long as this house can be restored to normal, you name the price!"

Zhang Shaozhong was secretly overjoyed, but outwardly remained calm: "Mr. Wang, how about this? We'll deal with this dressing table first, and then we'll give you a detailed adjustment plan. The initial survey fee, plus the processing fee and the plan fee... how does this amount sound?"

He held up two fingers.

Mr. Wang hesitated for a moment: "Twenty...twenty thousand?"

Zhang Shaozhong was internally screaming: I only meant to say two thousand! But he calmly said aloud, "Yes. If you need our assistance with layout adjustments later, the cost will be calculated separately."

"Okay! Twenty thousand it is!" Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and agreed. Compared to the trouble caused by the house being haunted and the property value depreciation, twenty thousand yuan was nothing.

So, under Zhang Shaozhong's command, Boss Wang called two workers and, following Ling Qingxue's instructions (choosing the time when the yang energy was at its peak at noon), moved the dressing table to an open space in the backyard of the villa.

Ling Qingxue recited a few words of the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, while Ye Meier secretly released a wisp of barely perceptible true fire energy to burn away and dispel the gloomy aura remaining on the dressing table.

After the treatment, Mr. Wang clearly felt that the air in the villa was much fresher, and the chilly feeling had also lessened considerably. He was immediately filled with admiration for the three men and readily paid the fee.

On the way back, Zhang Shaozhong gripped the steering wheel and excitedly hummed a little tune.

"Haha! What a great start! Twenty thousand yuan! That's enough for us to live it up for a while!"

Ye Meier was also very satisfied: "This money is much easier to earn than live streaming! It's just that that thing is too weak and has no challenge at all."

Ling Qingxue then cautioned, "Don't get carried away. Such opportunities are rare and hard to come by. And remember, you must act with moderation and not make exaggerated claims."

Zhang Shaozhong nodded repeatedly: "Understood, understood! We provide technical services and operate with integrity!"

The success of this first "offline business" filled Zhang Shaozhong with confidence in the future of "Xianmo Agency".

It seems that this path can really be followed!

Of course, what they didn't know was that at the same time, the mysterious "Qingfeng Mingyue" in the live stream was also silently watching their movements, seemingly waiting for a suitable opportunity...