To kill someone silently in front of four people—that kind of strength is terrifying.
Lin Xi squatted down and carefully examined Cai Wen, whose breathing had stopped.
His complexion was normal, and a smile still lingered on his lips; you couldn't tell he was dead unless you looked closely.
A red line appeared above Cai Wen's head. Lin Xi reached out to grab it but missed. The red line disappeared into thin air very quickly.
She felt a sense of familiarity with this aura.
A classic villain tactic: his henchmen die if they utter a single keyword.
Lin Xi put the metal piece away. "I'll keep this for now. You can figure it out first."
Yun Yan looked down at her, his eyes filled with unease. "Little Grandmaster, this thing is very dangerous."
“I know,” Lin Xi analyzed. “This thing is particularly sinister; it can tempt others, but I am unaffected.”
"There's another point: there's a mysterious person, or even an organization, behind these two. Can you guarantee that there aren't any moles among you?"
Jiang Yuanyuan rubbed her arms. "Boss, please stop talking. I'm getting goosebumps."
Their search for the sorcerer only complicated matters further, as Cai Wen and Cai Wu died mysteriously, leading to a host of other issues.
Who is behind this?
What are artifact fragments?
How many fragments of the sacred artifact are there?
Why are they looking for the fragments?
Jiang Yuanyuan rubbed her temples. "Things that require thinking are so annoying. Boss, be careful. Contact me anytime if anything happens."
“Hmm.” Lin Xi looked at Yun Yan. “Anyway, it’s safer to keep it with me.”
"You don't believe me?"
"No, I didn't," Yun Yan explained in a panic. "Grandmaster, I absolutely believe you."
"Just kidding." Lin Xi chuckled. "Yun Yan, you're still so easily amused."
Yun Yan smiled helplessly.
Lin Xi picked up the ghost baby in her hand, "This is for you."
She patted the ghost baby's head, "Don't cause any trouble, or else... hehe!"
The ghost baby nodded obediently, "I will be good and behave, no, I won't fight."
Yun Yan tied him up with a specially made rope. "Little Grandmaster, I'll take the ghost infant back to the bureau, interrogate it, and then send it to the underworld."
"Okay, you can arrange it." Lin Xi walked away. "I should go home and sleep now. Goodbye, everyone."
Yun Yan watched her retreating figure and said, "Goodbye, Junior Grandmaster."
Jiang Yuanyuan waved, "See you next time, boss."
Bai Xiuyuan also waved.
Jiang Yuanyuan sighed and skillfully took out the Soul-Capturing Bell. "I've been slacking off all night, it's time for me to get back to work."
She rang the soul-summoning bell, and Cai Wenzhi stood up straight on the ground, hopping and skipping to the rhythm of the music.
"Collect the body and head back to the station."
...
Xichen Apartment.
Su Zikun huddled under the covers, trembling. "Why hasn't Master returned yet?"
"Jiang Ji, don't stand by the window. If that ghost comes back, you'll be the first one to die."
"You've acted in several movies like this, you should have experience. Come here quickly, it's safest to hide under the covers..."
"Be quiet."
Jiang Ji stared downstairs, feeling increasingly uneasy.
An hour has passed, and the master still hasn't returned.
The abbot of Qingxin Temple said that he would overcome this calamity and get the answer he wanted.
Jiang Ji unconsciously tightened his grip on his fingers.
Su Zikun gave him a strange look. "Jiang Ji, didn't you have a white moonlight? How come you've fallen for someone else so quickly?"
Jiang Ji's tone was cold. "There is no white moonlight."
"Su Zikun, shut up!"
Su Zikun muttered to himself, "Of course there would be."
Jiang Ji has been in the entertainment industry for many years, but his Weibo profile picture is still a photo taken when he was a child.
Honestly, that photo was really ugly.
The edges of the photo are blurry, as if it was cut out from somewhere.
Jiang Ji is very concerned about his image in front of outsiders. He has so many handsome photos, yet he never changes that particular one.
Su Zikun used his clever mind and guessed that Jiang Ji must have a childhood sweetheart who was his ideal woman.
Unfortunately, he and his beloved broke up.
Therefore, Jiang Ji always kept the other half of the photo together, hoping that his beloved would recognize him.
Su Zikun shook his head and sighed, "Oh dear, what a heart-wrenching and tragic love story, tsk tsk tsk."
Jiang Ji was completely unaware of his thoughts and stood by the window in a daze.
A familiar figure flashed by, and Lin Xi jumped in through the window.
Su Zikun threw off the covers and shouted excitedly, "Master, you're finally back! How's that ghost?"
Lin Xi gave an "OK" sign, "Everything's done."
Jiang Ji breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that you're alright."
Su Zikun's eyes darted around.
Jiang Ji is acting strangely, very strangely.
His expression, his tone, his attitude—when did he become so concerned about someone? And now he's staying up all night writing a PR proposal.
Jiang Ji glanced at the person next to him and immediately realized that he was up to no good again.
Jiang Ji spoke coldly, "Su Zikun!"
Su Zikun looked away. "You guys talk, I'm leaving."
“There’s nothing to talk about,” Lin Xi explained simply. “In short, those two weren’t after you. They just happened to have a lot of luck about you and that’s why they’ve set their sights on you.”
"Those two are dead, you don't need to worry."
Jiang Ji sincerely thanked him, "Thank you, Master."
"You're welcome." Lin Xi took out her phone. "Who's paying?"
"I'll do it." Jiang Ji had just turned on his phone when Su Zikun rushed over. "Master, could we exchange contact information? I'll call you for help if anything happens in the future."
“Jiang Ji’s family has a little over a hundred million, so you don’t need to worry about the price at all.”
Lin Xi refused, saying, "Ordinary people rarely encounter ghosts. You should believe in your luck; you won't be so unlucky as to see a ghost again."
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