Gao Hui didn't know what Su Miaomiao was up to, but he had a bad feeling about it.
Moreover, the three people following Su Miaomiao were also strange, especially the two guys wearing Taoist robes, who looked like swindlers no matter how you looked at them.
Su Miaomiao ignored what Gao Hui was thinking. She looked around the room and asked:
"You live alone?"
"Given my situation, no one dares to live with me. Please make yourselves at home," the post-apocalyptic world said with a wry smile.
He had no friends in real life and always kept to himself.
After Pan Pei and his apprentice entered the room, they looked around and felt that the room was filled with a very strong, cold aura that seemed to seep into their bodies.
Achoo!
Gao Hui couldn't help but sneeze, and inexplicably felt a little cold.
"Brother Niu, stand next to him."
The four of them were naturally unharmed by the cold aura, but Gao Hui was different. He had suddenly barged in without any preparation and was easily invaded by the yin energy.
Niu Dali walked a few steps to Gao Hui's side, like a little sun, instantly dispelling the chilly atmosphere.
"Get the stuff out there, let's get this done quickly so we can go back."
Su Miaomiao said to the master and apprentice.
"Okay!"
Pan Pei and Ning Tianwei immediately set to work, pasting yellow talismans all over the house, even on the floor and ceiling.
Meanwhile, Su Miaomiao took out the things she had brought and arranged them one by one. What puzzled Gao Hui and the Doomsday World the most was that she actually had a chubby peach wood sword.
"Master, that's enough."
Pan Pei and Ning Tianwei took their positions, and Niu Dali also pulled Gao Hui to his place, telling Gao Hui to hide behind him and not to stick his head out.
Su Miaomiao looked at the post-apocalyptic world and said, "Take off your clothes and stand in that circle. I'm about to begin."
She couldn't wait to accumulate merit!
The apocalyptic world didn't understand what Su Miaomiao was going to do, but obediently stood over and took off her clothes.
"Holy crap!" Ning Tianwei exclaimed in shock.
Niu Dali stared wide-eyed, rubbing his arms to get goosebumps.
Pan Pei was much better off, his complexion was normal, but his mind kept repeating: Holy crap, holy crap...
The post-apocalyptic world is covered with countless faces, some with their eyes open and some with their eyes closed.
Their expressions were all different; some were crying, some were laughing, some were sad, and some were angry.
To give Su Miaomiao a clearer view, the apocalyptic world turned around.
As he turned around, Su Miaomiao saw that there were many faces on his back and arms as well.
As I was watching, the man took off his trousers, revealing several faces on his thighs.
Pan Pei's face darkened. This situation was completely beyond his expectations. If each face represented a ghost, then this person must have at least a hundred on his body.
So many ghosts gathered around him, yet he was still alive, still possessing his own thoughts...
Unthinkable!
Gao Hui couldn't help but peek inside.
Suddenly a face flew out and flew straight towards him.
Niu Dali had a precise eye; he swung a steel ruler and sent the face flying.
In an instant, the yin energy in the room became even denser, and the ghosts on the Doomsday World rushed out.
"rise!"
Su Miaomiao slammed the peach wood sword she was holding onto the ground, and the yellow talisman she had just posted instantly emitted light, surrounding the rampaging ghosts.
The sounds of wailing and howling continued incessantly, like crying and lamenting, and were very tragic.
Niu Dali's eyes widened, and he slapped back any face that flew towards him with his steel ruler.
Su Miaomiao burned three yellow talismans and lit an incense stick.
In an instant, the door was blown open by an even colder breath, and two underworld messengers walked in.
"Who dares to harbor a wandering spirit? Immediately follow me to the underworld to be punished... Ugh!"
Before one of the underworld messengers could finish his rebuke, another person covered his mouth.
"Immortal Master, what a coincidence! You've come here for a stroll?"
"Let's take these ghosts away first."
Su Miaomiao didn't expect that when she summoned the underworld messengers in Hong Kong, the two messengers she had met before would come again.
"Okay!"
They quickly agreed, and with a flick of their chains into the circle of light, easily bound a group of ghosts.
In no time, all the ghosts were neatly bound together. They were all different colors and looked quite clumsy.
The apocalyptic world collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Pan Pei nimbly stepped forward and stuck several yellow talismans on his body.
"Immortal Master, are these wandering spirits being raised by you?"
"I have no interest in raising monsters, and I don't know who raised them, but I would like to ask you two to do that kid a favor."
Su Miaomiao pointed to the post-apocalyptic world lying on the ground.
"Huh? A person who's all Yin!"
"Does the Immortal Master want us to take him away? That's fine! He can join us and save us the trouble of running back and forth."
"...No! His lifespan should not be over yet!"
"Oh!" Somewhat disappointed!
Another underworld official understood Su Miaomiao's meaning and broke off a ring from the iron chain binding the underworld souls.
"Immortal Master, give this to him. He can return it to me when he dies."
"Thank you! I'll wire you the money after I finish these."
Su Miaomiao didn't have time to burn the ingots, but she would naturally make up for it after everything was finished.
"Immortal Master, there's no need for such formalities. We'll be taking our leave now."
Seeing Su Miaomiao nod, the two underworld messengers happily dragged a string of ghosts away.
The chilly atmosphere inside the room instantly dissipated.
"Brother Niu, open the window and let some fresh air in!"
After Su Miaomiao finished speaking, she walked towards the post-apocalyptic world lying on the ground.
"Wake up, it's dawn."
The person on the ground was woken up, looking bewildered.
He felt a long-lost warmth, and when he looked down, he found that all the faces on his body were gone.
He touched it back and forth, like a pervert, and exclaimed with great surprise:
"Gone! All gone! All gone!"
"Thank you, Master Almighty, thank you!"
He knelt down before Su Miaomiao and kowtowed repeatedly, saying words of gratitude over and over again.
"Don't be shy, take this. Remember to return it when you're done for."
Su Miaomiao handed him a black buckle.
"Huh?" What does that mean?
The post-apocalyptic world is bewildered, yet it accepts the ring.
The moment he touched the clasp, it disappeared, but he seemed to feel warmer.
"It's okay if you don't understand now, you'll know later. Once you have that thing, you'll be a normal person and won't have to worry about being haunted by ghosts."
Su Miaomiao kindly offered an explanation.
He nodded, completely believing what Su Miaomiao said.
Who would have thought that I would actually find a master who could help me solve my problem on a live streaming platform?
At this point, he believed whatever the master said.
"Now that things are settled, let's go buy some paper money and ingots and send them to those two people."
The apocalyptic world only understood that Su Miaomiao needed to buy paper money and ingots, so they immediately took them to a shop that specialized in selling these kinds of incense and candles.
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