Master Lin was suddenly doused with tea and was momentarily stunned.

He slowly raised his head, looking at the empty space in front of him, cold sweat rolling down his face like beads.

The feigned composure had vanished, replaced by a face full of fear and panic.

"You...you wanted to see me about something?"

Xu Jinhuan looked at Master Lin, who still had a few tea leaves stuck to his head and face, and said with a smile, "What else? Come here for tea."

In that instant, many things flashed through Third Master Lin's mind: his savings accumulated over the years, his good-for-nothing eldest son, his newly acquired beautiful concubine, and so on.

He absolutely cannot die like this!

Therefore, his strong will to survive made him say sincerely, though he was trembling, "Lord Ghost, if I have offended you in any way, it must be because I am senile. Please don't take offense."

"Just tell me what you want, and I, Lin Laosan, will definitely get it for you."

Xu Jinhuan said coldly, "So you can do all that? Then I want everything that person just sent, including everything he sent before."

If even one packet is missing, your head might not make it tonight.

Master Lin was surprised that this ghost also wanted gunpowder, but he didn't have any left; they had all been bought up by that nobleman's men.

"Master Gui, I only have these few packs left. The rest have all been sold. I really can't help it," said Master Lin with a mournful face.

Xu Jinhuan said slowly and deliberately, "That's a problem for you to consider. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. I only know that I need to find you. As for others, they are none of my business."

Upon hearing this, Master Lin opened his mouth wide and asked tremblingly, "Could it be that you died from this gunpowder?"

Xu Jinhuan continued to fabricate stories, saying, "Yes, the murderer said he bought the gunpowder from you. If I don't look for you, who else can I look for?"

"Hurry up and get out of here, or I'll rip your head off and use it as a ball."

After hearing this, Third Master Lin swallowed hard and asked, still unwilling to give up, "Then the murderer...?"

Xu Jinhuan sneered and said, "Him? I killed him a long time ago. Want to try how he died? It'll be very satisfying~"

Master Lin wiped the cold sweat from his face with his sleeve, thinking to himself: I'm afraid you're the only one who feels good about it.

Then, he wondered to himself which unlucky guy had not only killed him but also dragged him into it.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Third Master Lin said excitedly to the air, "Master Ghost, there is a cause for every grievance and a debtor for every debt. I am just a middleman who facilitated the transaction."

"If you want revenge, shouldn't you go find the person who manufactured the gunpowder?"

Unexpectedly, "Master Ghost" Xu Jinhuan was not buying into the attempt to shift blame, and said directly.

"It's alright, I'm not in a hurry. Even if you mess things up, I can kill you first and then go find the creator."

Hearing this, Lin Sanye broke out in a cold sweat even more profusely.

Before he could wipe his sweat, he saw a gleaming long sword suddenly appear in mid-air. After swaying for a moment, the sword suddenly appeared above Master Lin's head.

Then, Master Lin felt a sharp pain in his head; it turned out that the blade of the long sword had forcefully slapped his head.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and solve my problem. If you don't resolve this seventh day after my death, I will become an even more powerful vengeful ghost."

"At that time, not only will you be doomed, but your whole family won't survive. Hurry up, I'm eager to be reborn into a good family."

Xu Jinhuan discovered that ever since she started making up stories to fool people, her skill in fabricating lies had been steadily improving, making it impossible for people to tell the truth from the falsehood.

Third Master Lin touched his still dizzy head and subconsciously shook it, only to find that he was even more dizzy.

But the long knife had already moved from his head to his neck, slowly drawing a bloody line.

"Lin Guangchuan, get your ass in here right now!"

As Lin Sanye's loyal bodyguard, Lin Guangchuan pushed open the door and strode in as soon as he heard Lin Sanye's voice.

"Third Master, why is your neck bleeding? And why is there tea on your head? Who dared to do this? I'll kill him for you right now!"

Now, the Third Master Lin gets a headache whenever he hears the word "kill". He kicked Lin Guangchuan and said, "What do you mean by kill? Hurry up and grind the ink for me."

After Lin Sanye finished speaking, he realized that the long knife that was stuck in his neck was gone, and that the ghost master hadn't made a sound for so long.

Is he afraid of people?

Otherwise, why didn't the ghost appear when Fu Dongsheng was there? After Lin Guangchuan came in, the ghost also instantly became silent.

Does that mean that as long as there are people around, the ghost can't do anything to you?

The more Master Lin thought about it, the more excited he became, thinking he had found a way to exorcise ghosts. He smiled and patted Lin Guangchuan on the shoulder, saying, "Guangchuan, you are truly my lucky star."

Lin Guangchuan, who was grinding ink, looked up in confusion and saw that Third Master Lin, whose hair was covered with tea leaves, was smiling kindly at him, as if he had done something important.

Lin Guangchuan scratched his head. It's just grinding ink, why is he praising himself as a lucky star? What's wrong with Third Master?

"Third Master, the ink is almost ready. You can start writing now."

Master Lin shook his head. "I'm not writing anymore. Before the Ghost Market opens, I need to go see my new concubine. She must be anxious waiting for me after not seeing me for so long."

After saying that, Third Master Lin rubbed his hands together in a lewd manner, then got up and headed for the door.

"Third Master, your head..."

Before Lin Guangchuan could finish speaking, a long knife flew through the air and stabbed into the foot of Third Master Lin.

"I don't want to repeat myself." Xu Jinhuan coldly observed Lin Sanye's conjecture and said slowly.

"Ah!" Third Master Lin screamed in agony as he looked at the shoes that were now soaked in blood.

"Protect Third Master!" Lin Guangchuan drew his longsword and quickly ran to Third Master Lin's side, alertly checking his surroundings.

Upon hearing the noise, the guards outside rushed in, but there was no one else in the room except for the screaming Third Master Lin and Lin Guangchuan holding a sword.

"One of you go find a doctor first, the rest of you continue to protect Third Master. I'll fly up to the roof beam and take a look," Lin Guangchuan instructed.

Unexpectedly, Master Lin suddenly spoke up, "No need, you can all step back, Guangchuan, you can stay."

Lin Guangchuan frowned upon hearing this. "Third Master, how can you be so careless? This concerns your personal safety."

Master Lin wiped the cold sweat from his face, thinking to himself: How could I not know I'm not safe right now? But none of you are useful, so staying here is pointless.

If I somehow displease that ghost, won't I be the one who dies?