After the system releases a task, if Shi Xi does not execute it, the task will be considered a failure.

Not being able to enjoy food for a month is much more cruel than going bald.

This task sounds more complicated than the previous ones, so Shi Xi has to ask clearly before taking any action.

Shi Xi looked at Zhang Qingyu: "Now we are partners, can you tell me about your experience?"

Zhang Qingyu swallowed the osmanthus cake in his mouth and lowered his eyes: "Three years ago, a male donor came to the Taoist temple. He said that he was cursed by someone and had been chased by evil spirits. He wanted to ask the master to save his life. As long as the master can save him, he will donate a large sum of money to help us repair the temple."

Shi Xi nodded: "What happens next?"

"Unfortunately, Master is in seclusion, and Senior Brother has to guard the gate and can't leave. I took the initiative to agree to it and went down the mountain with the donor to find a breakthrough to break the curse."

Zhang Qingyu raised his head, his dark green eyes darkened: "I didn't expect that he was a liar. He set up a trap to lure me into a formation and transferred the death curse to me. In order to prevent me from taking revenge, he set up a formation to imprison my soul in the place of death."

"Snap--" Zhang Qingyu broke the chopsticks in his hand, and the runes on his body started to run rapidly. A thick dark green resentment emanated from his body, and veins bulged on his face. His handsome face became hideous and distorted.

The resentment rushed towards him, and Shi Xi quickly dodged it: "System, what's wrong with the little Taoist priest!"

【Thinking of the painful memories of his life, he went berserk. 】

Shi Xi: "Why is the target of this mission so dangerous? He looks so weak, but I didn't expect him to be more ferocious than Lin Ying!"

Lin Ying didn't know when she retreated behind Shi Xi. She said apologetically, "I'm very weak. I can't even fight."

Shi Xi took a deep breath: "System, what should I do now?"

[Calm him down, or he will attack the people and ghosts indiscriminately! ]

"Calm down, calm down..." Shi Xi bit his lower lip and assured the little Taoist priest: "Zhang Qingyu, I will go and save your soul now, calm down first!"

Zhang Qingyu totally ignored what she said. His mouth opened to an incredibly wide extent, his two canine teeth became terrifyingly sharp. The hair tie on his head could not withstand the negative energy and broke. His jet-black hair fell on his shoulders, fluttering with the ups and downs of his resentment.

When he saw the black hair, the little fear in Shi Xi's heart disappeared, and was replaced by sourness. Even the little Taoist priest had a head of thick black hair.

Shi Xi was sour for a while, and when he saw Zhang Qingyu's open mouth, he suddenly had an idea: "I know how to comfort him."

Shi Xi asked Lin Ying for a piece of osmanthus cake and threw it into Zhang Qingyu's mouth: "Eat your meal first, Zhang Qingyu."

Zhang Qingyu was choked by the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and all the resentment in his body suddenly dissipated. His long hair hung down behind him, making him look like a pretty girl. He chewed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth in a daze, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably: "It's so good..."

System: […Host, is there a possibility that you are actually a genius at curing ghosts?]

This immediately caught Zhang Qingyu's pain point. He was a foodie, so he wouldn't go crazy if he was given something to eat. A bite of the sweet and crispy osmanthus cake would calm him down no matter how painful it was.

Shi Xi handed Zhang Qingyu a bowl of tea: "Little Taoist priest, I'm here to help you, you can't go crazy on me."

Zhang Qingyu lowered his head in shame: "I'm sorry, it's easy for me to lose control when I think of the things that happened in my life. Fortunately, I didn't hurt the donor, otherwise I would be really sinful."

"Stop! Don't think too much about it." Seeing that the runes on his body showed signs of turning again, Shi Xi quickly called a halt and placed all the fruits and pastries in front of him: "I will ask you questions, you answer while eating, and be careful to control your emotions."

Zhang Qingyu stuffed a bite of egg yolk pastry into his mouth: "Okay, please ask, benefactor."

"Where is the magic circle that imprisoned your soul? Is it in this teahouse?" Logically speaking, his soul was imprisoned in a fixed area and should not be able to float far.

Zhang Qingyu said: "In the abandoned land temple one kilometer away."

Shi Xi's eyes widened: "How did you get so far?"

"I have nothing to do since I died, so I started to train my soul. Slowly, I was able to resist the power of the magic circle and move around nearby."

"One kilometer is also called nearby?" Shi Xi touched the little bald head: "So you are wandering around this teahouse, it can't be because..."

Zhang Qingyu squinted his eyes in satisfaction: "Because within one kilometer, the smell of this teahouse is the most delicious."

"As expected of you." After Shi Xi relaxed, he suddenly felt hungry. He picked up a piece of salt-baked chicken and asked while eating, "What do I need to do to break that magic circle?"

Zhang Qingyu pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with a shadow: "The murderer buried my body and a magic weapon in the yard. To break the formation, we need to dig out the body and the magic weapon."

Shi Xi: “That doesn’t sound difficult.”

Zhang Qingyu: "In recent years, some lonely ghosts have moved into the temple. Since you are not an ordinary person, you should not be afraid, right?"

"How many?"

"I haven't counted them, probably about a dozen."

"..." Shi Xi: "Then I'll just seek help from professionals." Let me make it clear that I'm definitely not afraid.

"What professionals?"

"Someone who can suppress the wandering ghosts."

Zhang Qingyu suddenly realized: "Taoist! I remember my senior brother's phone number. Can you..."

Shi Xi shook his index finger: "I'll call the police."

Zhang Qingyu: “…”

After leaving the teahouse, Zhang Qingyu brought Shi Xi to the abandoned land temple.

This land temple is hidden in a desolate pedestrian street. The entrance is very narrow and blocked by several lush banyan trees, making it very inconspicuous.

Shi Xi took a look inside. The dilapidated and ancient temple was hidden in the shadow of the huge building, and it looked eerie.

After calling the police, Shi Xi saw an old man selling candied haws. She bought two and stood at the entrance eating while waiting.

Shi Xi was chewing a candied haws when he suddenly heard someone crying.

"Selling candied haws - sour and sweet candied haws -" The only sound in the whole street was the uncle's voice selling candied haws. She pricked up her ears and listened for a while, and the crying seemed to have disappeared.

Shi Xi looked at Zhang Qingyu in confusion: "Little Taoist, did you hear someone crying just now?"

Zhang Qingyu looked at the candied haws in her hand eagerly and swallowed his saliva: "I heard someone selling candied haws."

“Wow, wow, wow. I don’t want to… do a live ghost-hunting show anymore…” Shi Xi heard that crying voice again.

This time she heard it clearly. The crying sound came from the land temple, and the sound was very familiar.

Shi Xi thought about it, and a face appeared in his mind: "Oh my god, this seems to be the voice of that ghost hunting anchor!"

Shi Xi looked towards the land temple again. It was already dark now. She saw a fluorescent light in the temple and some green phosphorescent lights floating around nearby.

Could that fluorescent light be the host’s live broadcast equipment? There are more than a dozen wandering ghosts in the temple!

When Shi Xi opened the live broadcast software, he saw that the host Jia Ming’s ghost-hunting live broadcast room was listed on the popular recommendations on the homepage, with the title “Ghost-hunting in abandoned temples”.

Shi Xi clicked into the live broadcast, and Jiaming's crying face appeared on the screen. There were several green phosphorous flames floating nearby, and the picture looked very gloomy.

Jiaming wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand and said in a nasal voice: "This is an abandoned land temple. Since the number of incense sticks has decreased, the land god has moved away. Later, more than a dozen homeless ghost residents moved in one after another..."

[Are these phosphorescent lights special effects or props? The host's live broadcast equipment is very professional, and his acting is also good. He can cry as soon as he says so. The story he wrote is also good. Can the data be more accurate? ]

[Is there a possibility that this is real phosphorescence? ]

[Where is the corpse digger? Why didn't she come? I watched this live broadcast just to see her. ]

[I have a question, who is holding the live broadcast equipment? The hours don’t seem to be that high. ]

[Anchor, why are you crying during the live broadcast? ]

"I'm a professional anchor. Normally, I don't cry. I didn't cry when I was live-streaming a corpse digging last time, but I was surrounded this time... These are real phosphorescent lights. There are no props or scripts. The guy who helped me hold the phone was a 1.9-meter-tall, strong man with eight-pack abs."

【Look at the abdominal muscles. 】

【Look at the abdominal muscles. 】

Jiaming: “…”

Shi Xi touched the little bald head and said, "This anchor is really good at choosing a live broadcast address. He wins every time."

Moreover, he couldn't see any ghosts last time, but this time he even knew how many abdominal muscles the ghost holding the equipment had. This was not a good trend.

Zhang Qingyu said: "His situation is very dangerous. These ghosts will not kill him directly, but if the live broadcast continues, they may think it's fun and pester him. These ghosts are different from me. They come and go freely. If the live broadcast refuses them, they will pester him until he agrees. If he agrees, he will never get rid of them in this life."

At this time, Shi Xi heard Jia Ming say: "You want to stay in the live broadcast room permanently? No, no..."

She looked towards the live broadcast room, and Jiaming's face became extremely ugly. He seemed to be strangled by something and was about to roll his eyes.

"You really predicted it!" Shi Xi frowned, "We have to find a way to save him. In this situation, calling the police to catch them is useless."

Zhang Qingyu said: "We can't handle so many ghosts, please ask my brother to come down the mountain."

"By the time your senior brother came down the mountain, he would have been dead."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Qingyu said, "My rampage mode can suppress them, but it may also hurt you."

Shi Xi: "Eat some candied haws first to calm down."

As Shi Xi was eating, an idea suddenly occurred to him: "I've come up with an idea!"

A few minutes later, Shi Xi entered the land temple carrying the candied haws stick he bought from the uncle.

She pushed open the fragile wooden door of the land temple, and the scene in front of her was even more horrible than the one in the live broadcast room. The burly man holding the live broadcast equipment looked at her, his face covered in blood.

There was a long-haired evil ghost lying behind Jiaming. Upon closer inspection, one could see that his neck was tightly strangled by a long scarlet tongue. A pair of pale hands were groping his body, leaving black marks.

Shi Xi pounded the candied haws stick on the ground and shouted, "Let go of that anchor!"

The burly ghost grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs: "Another living person has arrived. It's really lively tonight. Little wizard, we are live streaming now. Come and say hi to the fans."

The burly ghost pointed the camera at Shi Xi, and the audience in the live broadcast room went wild.

[This little bald girl is so beautiful! I fell in love instantly! ]

[Damn, man, how old is this little bald girl! How come she is bald after such a short time? ]

[The host also said that this was not a script. Could it be a coincidence that Xiao appeared here? ]

[How did you change your profession from selling candied haws to holding a candied haws stick when you were a kid? 】

[No, she is now playing a mage, and this candied haws stick is her Zen staff! She shaved her head for the live broadcast effect, she was so dedicated when she was young! ]

Jiaming saw Shixi and struggled to speak: "Xiao Shi... why are you... bald..."

Shi Xi: "Or I'd better leave."

"Don't!"

A female ghost with four eyes floated in front of Shi Xi, staring at her with four eyes at the same time: "Little wizard, are you trying to meddle in other people's business?"

Shi Xi blinked his eyes, looking innocent: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just here to treat everyone to candied haws."

She picked up the unfinished candied haws and shook them in front of the female ghost: "They are made of real ingredients, fragrant and sweet, and ghosts are honest. As long as you let the anchor go, these candied haws will be yours."

The female ghost sniffed hard and smelled a sweet taste. Saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth. She calmed down and said, "Even if you give it to us, there is a difference between humans and ghosts. We can't eat it. Don't try to trick ghosts."

"Really?" Shi Xi took out the remaining incense from his bag and said, "After I light this incense, I'll call your names one by one. Don't you worry about not being able to eat?"

Nowadays, there is no need to be so particular about this situation. You can just light a stick of incense and call a group of wandering ghosts to come and have a meal.

She licked the candied haws in front of the ghost girl: "It's sweet."

The female ghost swallowed her saliva and immediately grabbed Shi Xi's wrist: "Give me the candied haws!"

The other ghosts couldn't help it anymore, they let go of Jiaming and surrounded Shixi.

"I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten in years."

"I've almost forgotten what sweet tastes like. I want to eat candied haws..."

"I didn't like eating this stuff when I was alive, but I was hungry for more than ten years and I was craving it."

A cold wind blew, and the corners of Shi Xi's clothes fluttered in the wind. She smiled slightly, her brows full of compassion, like a god who came to hell to save all living beings.

Oh, there should be no gods in the world who carry candied haws to save people.

"Don't worry, you have to swear first that after eating my candied haws, you won't embarrass us again, otherwise you will be wiped out."

Well, there probably aren't any gods in the world that threaten ghosts.

These wandering ghosts couldn't stand the temptation of the candied haws and had given up thinking, and were willing to make any oath.

While they were swearing, Shi Xi picked the candied haws and inserted them into the big incense burner in the temple. After all the ghosts had finished swearing, she had memorized their names.

She lit a stick of incense, put it in the incense burner, and called out their names one by one: "Please the ghosts whose names I read above sit in a row, and each ghost will take a string of candied haws."

The ghosts sat cross-legged under the incense burner eating candied haws, crying loudly while eating. Zhang Qingyu and Lin Ying were also among them, eating the candied haws in their hands with satisfaction.

Jiaming was stunned when he saw this scene, and couldn't help but give Shixi a thumbs up: "Shixi, you can even think of this method, awesome."

Money can make the world go round, and if you don't have money, having something to eat will do. This is the experience Shi Xi gained from Zhang Qingyu. A bite of osmanthus cake can calm down the violent Zhang Qingyu, and of course candied haws can bribe wandering ghosts.

Shi Xi took out a bunch of candied haws and gave it to him: "Eat it to calm your nerves. Remember to reimburse me for the money for the candied haws."

Jiaming: “Okay.”

[There is not a single ghost in sight. They must be acting.]

[Wait, there seems to be a mark of strangulation on Jiaming's neck! Hiss, there are also palm prints on his arm! ]

[She must have quietly put on makeup when the camera turned just now. Her clothes were blown up by the cold wind just now. There must be someone using a blower nearby. It's all a trick.]

[I also think it's fake. Bribing ghosts with candied haws is successful. This is too outrageous. ]

"The question is, now that Xiaoshi has appeared, who is holding the live broadcast equipment? Is it really a muscular man with eight-pack abs?"

The sturdy ghost who was eating candied haws and holding the live broadcast equipment read out the comments in the live broadcast room with great emotion and grinned: "I think I'm going to be famous. Everyone wants to meet me, so let them meet me."

The burly ghost turned the camera toward himself: "Hello everyone, I'm the one holding the live broadcast equipment."

A blurry, bloody face flashed across the screen of the live broadcast room. Before the audience could see clearly, a malfunction occurred in the live broadcast room, and it turned into a sea of ​​black and white noise.

Shi Xi tilted his head: "Jia Ming, you had a live broadcast accident."

Jiaming shed two wide noodles of tears: "What's a live broadcast accident? I almost had an accident myself."