Chapter 37: Experiencing the Joy of Evil Cultivation
Zheng Xinhou stood at his daughter's door, legs raised, but he didn't dare to go in. He looked nervously at Duan Anluo who was slowly walking up the stairs: "Master, come and check on my daughter, how is she?"
Duan Anluo's lips curled up, "Why doesn't Mr. Zheng go in? Is the ground hot for feet?"
Zheng Xinhou was no fool. Duan Anluo had been speaking in a sarcastic tone since he entered his house. Before he could think about it, Duan Anluo had already entered the room and looked back at him: "It's okay, come in."
His expression didn't seem sarcastic, but rather simply confused. Zheng Xinhou tensed, still not daring to take the next step.
The central air conditioning kept the temperature of the entire villa at a comfortable level, but beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and even his breathing became subconsciously lighter, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
Duan Anluo snorted coldly. He should be afraid. This was because the entire room was filled with evil spirits left behind by the souls of those who had died unjustly, some of whom were even wronged souls.
Small animals died because of the temple, which was used for praying for this woman. While the causal relationships were small, they were numerous, piling up like a dark mass.
The souls of animals that died recently have been sacrificed to the evil Buddha. Those that died in the past have found this place after searching for the people who killed them.
In addition, the evil deeds that Zheng Xinhou committed in the business world and the resulting consequences were continuously passed on to his daughter.
Even the poor daughter had to bear the consequences of her mother's death.
Zheng Xinhou is sixty-seven years old, but looks like fifty.
His daughter is forty years old, but she looks like a dying centenarian.
On the surface, he looked well-cared for, but his hair was completely white and almost completely fallen out. He was so thin that he was just a bag of bones. His eyes were yellow and dull, like a living dead.
If there wasn't a powerful Buddha amulet around her neck, these things would have rushed over and torn her to pieces.
Even so, these dark things continued to eat away at her life, almost draining away all her life essence. After her death, her soul would be torn apart by these things as an enemy, leaving her with no afterlife.
As for the reason for giving her this treasure, it was because Zheng Xinhou didn't want her to die. She was alive to ward off evil spirits for him, so where would he find such a useful tool after he died?
Duan Anluo suppressed his anger and asked Zheng Xinhou, "Has she been lying like this since she was in her twenties? For over twenty years, without getting married? And without ever going out?"
Zheng Xinhou explained sadly, "Not at first. She could still walk. Later, her illness became serious and she had to use a wheelchair. She has been lying down for the past ten years. After her mother passed away, she was the only one left. We depended on each other for survival. She was my hope of survival. If she died, what would I do? Master, you must help her and let her live."
Duan Anluo smiled and asked, "Don't you have three concubines? They gave birth to three sons and two daughters for you. Is this daughter really that important?"
Zheng Xinhou froze and looked at Duan Anluo in disbelief. This master could even see this?
Duan Anluo smiled and patted his shoulder. "It's okay. I understand you. As a man, I can understand. When I have money, I can support a hundred. You only have three, which is far from enough."
Zheng Xinhou smiled awkwardly, his expression softening considerably. "Master, you're joking."
Duan Anluo pointed behind the woman and said, "I don't care about your business. I want those little things behind her."
Duan Anluo walked in, placed his palm on the woman's head, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to die?"
The woman's calm eyes finally trembled after hearing these words. A complex mix of emotions filled them, like pleading, like relief, and like endless hatred. Unfortunately, her terminally ill body was unable to do anything, not even to express her hatred.
As she woke up, the densely packed animal spirits around her all pounced on her. When they got close, they were afraid of the Buddha amulet on her body, so they lay down beside her helplessly, staring at her sinisterly. They were waiting, waiting for her soul to leave this body.
Duan Anluo grabbed the empty space above the woman's head and said, "You want to die, but I won't do as you wish. I will let you live well."
The woman widened her eyes and stared at Duan Anluo angrily. Because she was so excited, she couldn't help coughing, and her trachea made a "ho ho" sound.
Duan Anluo looked at her unstable soul, raised two fingers, drew a talisman in the air, and pressed his palm in the air, "Solidify the soul, calm the spirit, all ghosts, don't move, stabilize!"
The woman's unstable soul was instantly pressed into her body. A stream of spiritual energy, like a golden thread, bound her soul and body tightly. Duan Anluo smiled with satisfaction, "Don't worry, even if the ghost messenger comes, he can't lure her away. I won't let you die."
The woman closed her eyes in despair, not wanting to look at Duan Anluo's arrogant face. She had really had enough of living...
The room full of wronged souls stared at Duan Anluo viciously. They had waited so long, and now that they were about to get their revenge, how could they not hate him? They wanted to pounce on him and tear him apart.
Staring at thousands of densely packed, resentful eyes, Duan Anluo raised his hand and sealed the door with a stream of spiritual energy. He looked at them meaningfully: Don't be anxious, wait a little longer.
After going out, he patted Zheng Xinhou's shoulder again and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."
Zheng Xinhou couldn't believe it. "It was solved so quickly? No action is needed?"
Duan Anluo grabbed his shoulder in the air and said with a smile, "I'll go back and do the ritual. Tonight, everything will come to a conclusion. Okay, Mr. Zheng, the matter has been resolved. Transfer me some deposit first."
As soon as Duan Anluo looked up, Jiang Yuan immediately handed over the payment QR code.
Zheng Xinhou felt more at ease when he saw his daughter's face had obviously improved. Furthermore, after Duan Anluo came out, he no longer felt the eerie feeling standing at the door. He winked at the housekeeper, who understood, "I'll transfer 100,000 yuan to you first. If my daughter is fine after a week, I'll transfer another 100,000 yuan to you. After a month, I'll double the amount."
Duan Anluo was so angry that he laughed. He was indeed a businessman. He treated his daughter's life as a commodity and yet he could still talk about business in this way.
But he was already very satisfied with the 100,000 yuan. It was the most money he had earned since coming to this world, although it was as dirty as shit.
"Boss Zheng, bye."
No goodbye.
Go back, get in the car, and divide the money.
After Duan Anluo left, Zheng Xinhou stood by the window, watching their car drive further and further away until it was out of sight. Only then did he slowly come to his senses, feeling something was wrong.
The housekeeper asked worriedly, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Zheng Xinhou shook his head. "I can't explain it. I feel a little dizzy when I see this master's eyes."
The housekeeper suggested: "How about you give Master Zhao a call?"
The Master Zhao he mentioned is the master who has been doing Feng Shui for Zheng Xinhou.
Zheng Xinhou thought about it and realized that even though the other party no longer wanted to care about his affairs, they wouldn't ignore him after asking for advice, right? He had invested so much money before, so he couldn't just cut off the relationship.
Zheng Xinhou explained what happened today, and the Feng Shui master immediately became anxious: "Didn't I fucking tell you? I told you to bury your daughter quickly! And bury that coffin upstairs too! You actually asked someone else to look after your house? Don't drag me into this if you want to die!"
Zheng Xinhou could only smile. "As soon as I looked into his eyes, my brain stopped working. I felt something was wrong, so I called you right away."
Master Zhao angrily scolded, "Do you know that a highly skilled mystic can control you with just their eyes? You're such a greedy creature! You already have so much money, isn't it enough to spend? Don't you know how capable you are? Do you have the ability to shoulder so much wealth?"
Zheng Xinhou's face flushed red. He wanted to talk back but didn't dare. He could only mutter, "Making money so fast! Who could resist watching the money pour in like water every day?"
Master Zhao no longer wanted to care about him. "No, I will be retaliated against too. I need to prepare early!"
Duan Anluo put all the things he took back from Zheng Xinhou's house on the star chart. Now he realized it was too late.
The living will protect you from disasters.
The dead will bring you wealth.
How could such a good thing happen?
Everyone must die!
A small sword forged from spiritual energy hovered above the star disk.
Cut off all the causes and effects on a woman that do not belong to her!
Duan Anluo swung his sword, and the countless black threads connected to the woman's body broke, densely covering the entire bedroom. The wronged spirits of the small animals, suddenly losing their enemies, all rioted.
They began to run around, trying to escape, but they collided with Duan Anluo's spiritual power and were all blocked back.
The woman opened her eyes weakly, her pupils moving slightly. Strangely, she didn't feel as cold anymore, and the pain as if something had been tearing her flesh was gone.
Duan Anluo raised his sword again, and with the second strike, he cut off all the wealth and good fortune from Zheng Xinhou!
Then, with a bright aura on his fingertips, he pulled the causal line on the woman's body to Zheng Xinhou's body.
Duan Anluo smiled, very satisfied with this operation. He had just seen it online a few days ago. This is how to tie a rope for survival in the wild. It must be tied tightly, so that it cannot be pulled apart no matter what. Only then will it be a good connection.
He was not acting recklessly, nor was he interfering with other people's karma. This originally belonged to Zheng Xinhou, and he was returning what the other party had lost to him.
Duan Anluo was so moved by himself that he wanted to light some incense for himself. He was such a good man, and even heaven should thank him.
Because there were too many causes and effects, Duan Anluo couldn't deal with them one by one, so he simply pulled them all onto Zheng Xinhou and used his spiritual energy to tie up Zheng Xinhou and these causes and effects and kill him.
At the same time, the wronged souls of the animals and the evil spirits created by Zheng Xinhou's past sins suddenly had a target.
They all fell silent, and then rushed towards the door. This time, the spiritual energy at the door did not stop them, allowing them to rush out of the room like crazy, following the guidance of cause and effect, and rush towards Zheng Xinhou's room.
Zheng Xinhou knew how many evil things he had done and he couldn't help but leave himself a way out. He bought a lot of self-defense items, not only wearing them on his body, but also filling his room with magical instruments.
Both real and fake, both are valuable.
However, these wronged souls rushed in fearlessly, not caring about the light emitted by these magic weapons at all. No matter whether they were burned or their souls were scattered, it could not stop their desire for revenge.
Zheng Xinhou, who was already feeling uneasy, suddenly felt the light in the bedroom dim, as if the voltage was unstable. It began to flicker and was much dimmer than usual.
Then, he felt a gloomy feeling all over his body, as if he was soaked in mud, damp, sticky, heavy, and weak all over. This feeling made him alert instantly.
He stood up suddenly and went to get the talismans and magic tools he had bought in advance. As soon as he took them out of the cabinet, the talismans immediately turned black.
Then, his magic weapon began to make a buzzing sound, as if it was issuing some kind of warning, or a painful whine. Before Zheng Xinhou had time to check, the magic weapon made a "crack" sound and cracks appeared.
Zheng Xinhou looked around in panic, feeling surrounded by countless invisible beings. Whether it was because he was too frightened or because they were affecting him, he didn't know. He felt numbness in his limbs, a lack of strength, and a severe headache. It felt like something invisible was trying to tear him out of his body.
He endured the pain in his soul and called the master tremblingly, but this time the master hung up on him directly.
When he called again, he found that the other party had blocked him. The master was afraid of getting into trouble, so he abandoned him directly.
Zheng Xinhou was completely panicked, "Old Xu!"
The housekeeper hurried over and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"
The housekeeper wasn't feeling well either. He'd helped Zheng Xinhou with all the things he'd done, and he was crucial to the cause and effect. His face was pale, his whole body trembling with pain, and he could barely stand.
At this time, Duan Anluo swung his sword for the third time, "The elder sister in the coffin, come out!"
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