"But I have an equal contract with the ghost infant. I only need to pay a small amount of ghost money to exercise its rights over you."
Xia Tianqiong spoke these words calmly, but the threat was quite obvious.
Jiang Yu stood there, stunned.
Only then did he truly understand the dangers of the Ghost Lord Contract and the meaning of Xia Tianqiong's words about being a slave.
Her expression changed several times, then she lowered her head, her face somber. "I understand. You are the master, and I am the servant. From now on, I will obey you."
Looking at her like this, Xia Tianqiong suddenly sighed in his heart.
In her previous life, this woman was ruthless, decisive, and efficient, surpassing many men. The monster-hunting team she formed was renowned.
When Xia Tianqiong was reborn last night, he even thought about forming a team with her, like friends, to fight and kill together in the apocalypse.
I just didn't expect her to join forces with others to harm me.
Since that's the case, we can only harden our hearts and train her as a tool, not a friend, much less a comrade-in-arms.
"Don't worry, as long as you listen to me and complete the tasks I give you diligently, I won't do anything to you. Go quickly, time is of the essence."
"OK."
Jiang Yu looked dejected, gave a brief reply, and said nothing more.
After Xia Tianqiong left, she got up and drew the curtains, instantly dimming the light in the room.
He then used "Netherworld Delivery" to materialize a serving of braised pork ribs and placed it in the corner of the room.
The reason for booking a room here is not to sleep, but to hunt ghosts.
This budget hotel is located in the eastern suburbs of Lin'an City, which was a chaotic graveyard more than 20 years ago. Later, as the city developed, residential buildings were built.
Locals know this is a mass grave, so very few people buy houses here, and even if they do, they don't live in them themselves but rent them out.
As a result, many guesthouses, short-term rental apartments, and budget hotels opened up here.
In the early stages of the strange occurrences, various bizarre events kept appearing here, causing numerous casualties and turning the place into a forbidden zone for the living.
However, as more and more folk ghost hunters have emerged, they have discovered that these are all wild ghosts, not particularly powerful. As long as one understands their rules of death, it is easy to turn the tables and kill them.
Thus, this place became a strange hunting ground.
Finally, it was even designated by the authorities as a training ground for new ghost hunters.
Xia Tianqiong came here to hunt or contract with strange creatures to enhance his strength, so that he would be more confident in dealing with the ferocious creature tomorrow night.
Food formed from the power of the underworld is not only attractive to humans, but even more so to the supernatural.
They can sense each other even through walls and from a great distance.
Although it's daytime now and the supernatural rarely comes out, this is a place where supernatural beings gather, so there are bound to be a few wandering around.
Xia Tianqiong wanted to attract strange creatures with braised pork ribs, but the two strange creatures inside her body became restless first.
"Eeya eeya!"
With a whoosh, the strange infant wearing a red bib sprang out of his body, landed on the ground, and crawled towards the braised pork ribs using both hands and feet.
Xia Tianqiong quickly picked it up, "This is useful. I'll give it to you after we've used it, okay?"
This little guy is such a glutton; he gets excited whenever he sees food.
It took a lot of comforting and promising benefits to calm it down and allow it to return to its body.
Immediately afterwards, the strange protesting voice of the takeout deliveryman echoed in my mind.
"Master, please cherish me! If this continues, I will dissipate!"
Because he was still recovering from serious injuries, Xia Tianqiong used trickery again, which consumed the Netherworld power of the delivery ghost.
This made its injuries even worse.
"Wait until I kill a few monsters and get some ghost money, then I'll help you recover from your injuries."
Xia Tianqiong could only appease him; there was nothing she could do, they were still poor.
"Master, you only have one silver ingot right now, and it was even created using my Netherworld Power. Why don't you let me use it first!"
When the delivery ghost was torn apart by the power of the rules last night, the scattered Netherworld power was turned into ghost money by Xia Tianqiong.
This is the only ghost money he has left. He can't use it casually; he has to save it to pay for the cost of Shadow Teleportation or to deal with any strange occurrences that may come next.
Actually, you can use the previous method to fold ingots yourself and then burn them for yourself.
However, this method can damage one's energy and spirit, leading to lethargy.
Normally it wouldn't matter; a couple of days of rest would be enough for it to recover on its own.
But not now. He needs to hunt down the supernatural and must maintain a good mental state.
Xia Tianqiong leaned against the headboard, waiting for the strange thing to come to her door. At the same time, her hands were not idle. She took out a large bag of gold paper and began to fold gold ingots.
I bought these at a funeral home on the way here. As for those banknotes with denominations of hundreds of millions, I didn't buy a single one.
Whether you burn paper money or gold and silver ingots, the resulting ghost money has nothing to do with its face value.
The amount of ghost money depends solely on the mental state of the person burning it, or rather, the degree of longing or yearning.
For example, when burning paper money for ancestors, if you have no feelings for that person in your heart and are just going through the motions when it's time to worship your ancestors, then no matter how much paper money you burn, it won't produce a single piece of ghost money.
Because the essence of ghost money comes from the spirit or mental power of the living, which is what Taoism calls essence, energy, and spirit.
If you miss someone terribly, even burning just one banknote, regardless of its face value, will generate a large amount of ghost money.
Of course, this comes at a price.
The more ghost money produced, the more vital energy and spirit the person burning it will lose.
This is why some people, after visiting graves and burning paper money, seem to be overwhelmed with grief and lack energy, and it takes them several days to recover.
The same applies to living people burning paper money for the dead.
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