"Master, you must save my son! He's locked himself in his room and been online for five days straight! Except for eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet, he spends all his time online. He must be possessed by a cyber ghost!"
"Don't worry, give me ten minutes."
In the messy room, Qin Yubai hung up the phone, got out of bed, opened the wardrobe, and took out a well-tailored Taoist robe.
After putting on his work clothes, he gently tapped the wall twice, and a huge LED screen appeared on the wall, with three incense sticks burning on the screen.
He sat down at the computer and started working according to the IP address sent by the client.
It's already the 23rd century; Taoist priests today can exorcise ghosts remotely.
In the past, evil spirits that died in a particular neighborhood would become bound spirits in that neighborhood and would not usually wander around. Taoist priests would have to go door-to-door to exorcise the ghosts.
But now, even ghosts have learned to go online. They automatically transform into bloody, erotic text, images, and videos to bewitch teenagers online. Their methods are extremely vulgar, but very effective.
However, the Taoist priests' methods have also evolved a lot. They only need to take out a peach wood USB drive, insert it into the computer, and type out the Maoshan incantation on the keyboard to lock the ghost in the electronic police station.
There was no need for Qin Yubai to wear that Taoist robe.
However, as a direct disciple of Maoshan, he still needed to maintain a certain sense of ritual when catching ghosts, so he wore the robes.
Ten minutes later, the female ghost at that IP address had been purified by Qin Yubai.
The client sent another message: "Thank you, Master! My son is indeed willing to go to work again and is no longer addicted to the internet!"
Then, an account notification came that 100,000 yuan had been deposited into the account.
Once this order is closed, I won't need to take any more orders for at least six months.
Qin Yubai lay back down on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
He has been living in a daze ever since his wife died.
If I weren't afraid of starving to death, I wouldn't want to take a single order.
In fact, his dejected appearance was no different from that of men who were haunted by female ghosts.
He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.
He hopes to meet his lover again in his dreams.
...
late at night.
A slender, pale hand reached out from the computer.
The hand flailed wildly outside for a while before finally grabbing the chair handle for leverage. With a burst of strength, it pulled itself out.
The female ghost surveyed her surroundings, and finally her gaze fell on the man on the bed, her eyes lighting up.
When a person dies and becomes a ghost, they lose their memories of their previous life.
However, the older female ghosts would pass down the story: female ghosts have only one task—to absorb the yang energy of men, and then they can live forever.
She originally lured a young man online, sending him Yel novels every day, making him addicted to the internet.
Little did she know that just as she was about to absorb yang energy, she was suddenly grabbed by this stinky Taoist priest.
However, this Taoist priest was really careless; he forgot to put an electronic lock on her.
So she crawled out of the network cable.
The female ghost looked down at the man and sneered: You stopped me from absorbing other people's yang energy, then I'll absorb yours!
The female ghost climbed onto the bed and stared at the man.
The handsome man had a straight posture and delicate features, but his skin was pale and he looked somewhat sickly. Compared to this female ghost, he was no better off.
His Taoist robe was simply tied with a belt, making his waist very narrow. The robe hung loosely on his body, giving him a kind of unruly charm.
He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, his brow furrowed, muttering something to himself.
The female ghost leaned down and listened for a while. It seemed to be chanting... "Zhenzhen"?
The female ghost's heart trembled... No, she shouldn't have a heartbeat normally. She was just a wisp of thought, so why would she feel uncomfortable?
She silently reached out and gently stroked the man's profile, tracing his features bit by bit... The sense of familiarity that lingered in her mind grew stronger and stronger.
No… she quickly reminded herself that time was of the essence and absorbing yang energy was the most important thing.
So she leaned down and licked the man's lips.
But just like that, it didn't seem like she was getting any yang energy. So she opened her lips and bit them lightly.
Qin Yubai let out a muffled gasp, slowly opened his eyes, and met a pair of eyes he had longed for day and night.
His first thought was that he was having a beautiful dream, but the stinging pain on his lips and the cold, ghostly aura on his body quickly brought him back to his senses.
This is not a dream!
His Zhenzhen has come back to find him as a ghost!
He immediately sat up, grabbed Jian Zhizhen's wrist, took out a ghost-binding lock from the bedside table, and tied it to the female ghost's snow-white and slender wrist.
Chien Chih-chen could have escaped, but the ghost lock had the ability to materialize ghosts, preventing her from escaping.
She immediately shrank to the foot of the bed, stammering fearfully, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again..."
Oh no, oh no... I shouldn't have hired a Taoist priest for my first job. Now I'm going to be sent back to the electronic police station again...
Qin Yubai sat opposite her, staring straight at her.
As someone in this line of work, he understands the habits of female ghosts better than anyone else. He knows she remembers nothing and he also knows what she's up to.
He sighed softly and asked, "How many men have you ruined?"
Jian Zhizhen burst into tears: "I didn't... I just became a female ghost, and before I could even harm a single one, you took me in..."
Qin Yubai felt a sense of relief and gently raised the corners of his lips.
Even if she has harmed others, that is her nature. But deep down, he still hopes that his beloved, whether in life or death, belongs only to him, and that harming others can only harm him.
He gazed at her tearful vulnerability, which seemed like some kind of sophisticated curse, leaving him powerless to break free.
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