Chapter 171 Ghosts are so cute, how come my uncle doesn't like them?
Ning Bao, who was concentrating on drawing talismans, immediately looked up at Shen Junshan in a daze when she heard her uncle call her name...
Shen Junshan looked at Ning Bao with concern.
“Ningbao, just draw a few enough to get by. Don’t draw so many at once. I once heard an elder say that drawing talismans is very taxing on one’s energy and spirit…”
Ning Bao smiled sweetly at Shen Junshan.
"Uncle is right. It is true that drawing talismans can damage a talisman master's energy and spirit. The higher the level of the talisman, the greater the damage to the energy and spirit."
However, there are a very, very few geniuses who don't suffer physical harm, and I am one of those rare geniuses.
Ningbao pointed to herself with a very proud expression.
However, since Shen Junshan had stopped her from drawing the talisman, Ning Bao didn't plan to continue. She put away the finished talisman paper and looked at the remaining yellow paper and cinnabar, her face clearly showing her desire.
"Auntie, how much are these talismans and cinnabar? Can Ningbao buy them?"
Mrs. Zhang smiled and pinched Ningbao's little face.
“You’re calling me ‘Auntie’ now, why are you being so polite? Our Zhang family has a clinic and a general store. These talismans and cinnabar are from our own shop and don’t cost much. If Ningbao likes them, I’ll have someone send some more over later.”
Ning Bao nodded happily, then shook her head.
"Auntie, I need cinnabar and talisman paper. I've been wanting to buy them for a while, but I haven't been able to find any big cities. The towns are all deserted."
I came to town today intending to buy yellow paper and cinnabar. Since Auntie has some, I won't be polite. But I only need this much; Auntie doesn't need to send someone to get it.
Although Ningbao loves money, she is not greedy; she knows when to stop while she's ahead.
The cinnabar and talisman paper that the servants from the Zhang residence had just brought were enough for her to use for a while, so she did not ask Madam Zhang to send anyone else to get more.
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When Ning Bao and Shen Junshan followed Madam Zhang to the courtyard of Zhang Zhenyu, the eldest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Zhenyu was enjoying a hearty meal.
Mrs. Zhang frowned when she saw the stack of empty plates in front of her son.
"Yu'er, why are you still eating?"
When Zhang Zhenyu saw his mother coming, he immediately felt wronged and wanted to cry.
"Mom, I'm so tired, my mouth is sore from chewing, but I just can't stop."
As Zhang Zhenyu spoke, he kept putting food into his mouth.
His hands seemed to be beyond his control.
Ning Bao looked closely and saw a sallow-faced, emaciated old woman lying on top of Zhang Zhenyu, holding Zhang Zhenyu's hand and feeding him food.
At this moment, black energy was already spreading around Zhang Zhenyu's life veins. Ning Bao frowned. Fortunately, she came today, otherwise Zhang Zhenyu would have been overeaten.
"Auntie, we can't delay any longer. I need to exorcise the ghost from the handsome young man first, otherwise we'll only be able to collect his corpse."
Mrs. Zhang panicked upon hearing this.
"Ning... Ningbao, what do you mean? Does this mean there's really something ghostly here with Yu'er?"
Ningbao nodded. She had always been an honest child; if she had a guilty conscience, she should let others see it.
She directly recited a spell towards Madam Zhang and Zhang Zhenyu, and when she looked at Shen Junshan, he waved his hands repeatedly.
“Ningbao, your uncle has seen ghosts with you before, so let’s not look at them this time.”
Ningbao looked away with a hint of regret. Sigh! The little ghost is so cute, how come her uncle doesn't like it?
Ning Bao regained his composure and finished reciting the incantation he hadn't completed. As soon as Ning Bao finished the incantation, Madam Zhang saw the old woman on her son's body, and Zhang Zhenyu himself saw the withered hand holding his arm.
Madam Zhang pointed at the old woman in horror.
"A ghost! Ningbao, is this the ghost that's possessing Yu'er?"
Ning Bao nodded.
"Yes, that's her. She's a starving ghost who died of starvation."
At this moment, the starving ghost finally sensed something was wrong. She looked at Ning Bao in disbelief and asked,
"Little girl, can you see me?"
Ning Bao nodded without hesitation.
"Sure, I can not only see you, I can also take you in."
"What an arrogant little brat... Ah!" Before the starving ghost could finish speaking, Ning Bao pulled out a talisman and threw it at her.
When the talisman touched her, her soul immediately began to burn, and her spirit body writhed in pain on the ground.
At this moment, the starving ghost finally sensed something was wrong. Ignoring everything else, she turned to flee, but Ning Bao quickly threw out a soul-locking talisman…
The starving ghost trapped in the soul-locking talisman was filled with resentment.
Why are you meddling in other people's business, you little brat?
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