"Then, what about me?"
Even Zhen Po was no longer calm.
How could this final exorcism be complete without him?
So what should he do about this exorcism mission?
At least let him get involved!
However, the others looked at Zhen Po and shook their heads helplessly. He wasn't an exorcist and didn't have any spiritual power. Even if they gave him the tools, he couldn't use them.
"You should ask Lu Xiaoyao about that."
Just as everyone was silent, Mu Chen brought up the topic directly to Lu Xiaoyao.
Lu Xiaoyao was staring blankly at the peach wood sword in her hand when she heard Mu Chen call her again. She looked up and met Zhen Po's big, round eyes!
Zhen Po: OvO!
Lu Xiaoyao: 0.0?
"Your identity should be that of a Taoist priest from a great Eastern country. You should possess secret techniques such as invoking deities, right?"
"Huh? Summoning a deity?" Lu Xiaoyao blinked, hearing Mu Chen's prompt, and tried hard to recall the abilities that came with this identity role.
Don't ask, the answer is that she knows too many things about this role, but she can't remember them all.
It's the same reason why she didn't even memorize all the tools she had.
"If you can't remember, you can go next door and take a look. Maybe you'll figure something out." Clearly, Mu Chen also knew how Lu Xiaoyao transformed into Da Yao. Lu Xiaoyao didn't remember, but Da Yao should know, right?
Therefore, Mingmei was happy to watch Mu Chen fool Lu Xiaoyao.
Lu Xiaoyao, however, seemed to realize something. She glanced suspiciously at Mingmei and Muchen, muttering under her breath, "Why do you two both want me to go back? Are you... on the same wavelength?"
Mingmei: ...
There's no need for such heavy breathing.
Mu Chen: ...
Although what he said sounded reasonable, he still wanted to say, "This guy is incredibly stupid."
"Since they've all said so, it's possible that they do indeed possess that ability related to you over there, something like summoning gods."
Upon hearing that Lu Xiaoyao had a solution, and with Mu Chen's reminder, Zhen Po naturally took it to heart. Before Lu Xiaoyao could even question the CP she was shipping, she was urged to go next door to check, with the added message, "If you're scared, I'll come with you!"
"Okay!"
Lu Xiaoyao was just waiting to hear those words!
Soon, when Zhen Po returned from next door, she was excited, and Lu Xiaoyao, or rather, Dayao, also returned behind her with a confident smile on her face, clearly having remembered the matter of inviting the gods.
However, what puzzled everyone was that Da Yao's face and hands were covered in blood.
Mingmei quickly understood what Da Yao meant.
Once this blood is on her hands, Lu Xiaoyao probably won't be back for a while.
"Since we're almost done, let's begin." Da Yao didn't explain to anyone why her face was covered in smudges after her trip out, and she got right to work.
Wang Wenfei performed a spirit mediumship again, but this time it wasn't a targeted summoning. Instead, she summoned all the spirits of the dead to Mette's house. This time, Zhen Hu was the one who empowered Wang Wenfei with his spiritual power.
The Buddhist attendants were busy stopping the spirits that wanted to communicate directly with Wang Wenfei, and then telling them their requests.
Then the Buddhist children mentioned that Yuan Fang could send them to heaven afterward. The spirits immediately quieted down. After they all possessed Wang Wenfei's body, they wrote down their consent and signed their names on a pile of papers.
It's like a guarantee.
"Now it's my turn to shine!"
While Wang Wenfei was communicating with spirits to find the deceased, Lu Xiaoyao was already sitting at a table in the restaurant next door, setting up a simple altar and performing a ritual to invite the gods.
A miraculous thing happened—Zhen Po's entire expression changed under Da Yao's invocation ritual, and then she picked up the peach wood sword that Lu Xiao Yao had brought and skillfully performed a set of sword flourishes for everyone on the spot.
The military academy students, skilled in combat techniques from the interstellar era, were astonished upon seeing the "Zhen Po" swordsmanship and quickly burst into applause.
"pretty!"
A group of people were clapping and praising, but Da Yao jumped off the table and stood aside, looking at the "deity" she had invited, and couldn't help but mutter to herself.
She's asking for help from some god thousands of miles away on the other side of the ocean; I wonder which deity came from there. I hope it's not some charlatan.
...
Both Wang Wenfei's spirit summoning and Da Yao's divine invocation ritual had been completed, and soon some changes did indeed occur in the surrounding area.
The most obvious sign was that the undead present suddenly became somewhat restless.
Just then, a sudden gust of wind burst open the door of the Mette family's house, instantly scaring the undead into shrinking into a ball and trembling.
Everyone looked towards the door and saw a woman standing there, holding a leather whip and wearing a leopard-print leather jacket and pants.
It's Maserati.
There are still photos of her in the album on the wall next door.
Martha stood there, her face still bearing the gentle smile that had graced her lips just moments before when she saw Nar in the corner. Her red lips parted slightly as she uttered "Darling," which startled Nar's spirit, causing him to tremble and move closer to Mette.
Soon, Martha saw Mete standing next to Nar, along with the undead trembling in the corner, terrified by her imposing presence.
The spirits of those she had killed were nothing special and not worth her much attention.
Martha: You guys are all trash!
Finally, she turned her gaze to Yuan Fang and the others, and the burning, fervent infatuation in her eyes at seeing living people was impossible to conceal.
Her delicate and pretty face gave off a twisted feeling.
"I'd completely forgotten there were so many people here! Looks like I'm in for some fun again!"
After she finished speaking, she flicked the leather whip in her hand, and a loud cracking sound rang out, startling everyone.
Mingmei even noticed with her sharp eyes that Martha's seemingly playful whip was actually covered with tiny blades.
It seems that it has been used too much, because the originally snow-white blade is now stained with blood, the same color as the surface of the whip.
If you were to pull that out on someone...
"My God, if I were her husband, I wouldn't accept it either. Is this how you play the game? Isn't this going to kill us?" Mingmei and Guigui discussed the whip backstage.
Mingmei, who had a good upbringing, had never seen such "adult" items from her brother, sister-in-law, or parents.
[This is obviously not for playing!] Seeing Mingmei's intense focus on the small whip, Guigui's internal alarm bells went off instantly. [Host, let me warn you, don't think about these weird things!]
Oh, I was just looking and thinking about it casually; I didn't have any such intentions.
Just as Mingmei was pondering whether the razor blade might not hurt as much as she imagined, her AI once again pulled her back to the right path.
Gui Gui: [Really? →_→?]
Mingmei: [Yeah! A self-righteous but guilty conscience.jpg]
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