After hearing what the assistant said, Zhan Jinhua was so scared that she almost dropped her phone on the ground.
Although she has accumulated a large fortune over the years, she feels bad spending even a penny on others except herself, her eldest daughter, and her youngest son.
Making up the difference based on the original expenditure was the biggest concession she could make, but now she was asked to pay the original price of the package, which was equivalent to buying two packages and performing the ritual once.
This was definitely the biggest setback she had ever suffered in her life. She really wanted to give up the package upgrade out of spite, but in the end, fear triumphed over money.
Forget it, forget it, just consider it as spending money to buy a peaceful life for the rest of your life.
Thinking of this, Zhan Jinhua entered the transfer amount on her mobile phone with trembling hands. After repeated confirmation, she pressed the password while blocking the view of others.
When the Alipay payment notification sounded from Master Yiyuan's account, under the cover of the night, the corners of his mouth curved into an unnoticeable arc, and Zhan Jinhua felt so distressed that her teeth were about to break.
After this brief episode, the formation continued.
Master Yiyuan asked his assistant to take out a few shiny silver needles from the ritual tool bag and disinfect them with an alcohol lamp.
He took the silver needle from his assistant and said to them, "This formation requires a blood sacrifice. It requires the blood of at least three people who are related to the deceased. Therefore, I will draw blood from you now."
This time, Zhan Jinhua cooperated very well. Soon, the silver needle in Master Yiyuan's hand pierced her finger, and ten drops of blood dripped into the silver cup on the formation platform.
There was another flurry of wooden sword dancing, and he was muttering to himself, which looked a bit funny.
About a quarter of an hour later, Master Yiyuan, breathing heavily, said to the people present, "It's done. Now quickly pack up and go down the mountain..."
Master Yiyuan didn't say anything more and hurriedly left with his assistant. Seeing Master Yiyuan's behavior, the others also became nervous. They hurriedly cleaned up the area in front of the cemetery, left the cemetery as quickly as possible, and drove back home as if fleeing.
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