Chapter 04 Chapter 4
Since the boss already provided the service of catching ghosts and eliminating demons, everyone gathered together and started bargaining directly.
Finally, the two sides reached a consensus: one third of the deposit would be paid first, and the rest would be paid after the deal was done.
For this matter, the program director even made a special video call to confirm that Yuan Tian could really handle it, and then he felt a little relieved. He also said that Qi Renlu had been locked in the house with the concerted efforts of the witch and everyone else.
It’s just that the director was more worried that the ghost thing might leave Qi Renlu’s body at any time and choose to possess someone else, so in the video he asked Yuan Tian worriedly how to deal with it.
"Don't worry, Director," Yuan Tian smiled innocently at the sponsor. "Unless it's a powerful ghost or a ghost with special opportunities, it's not easy for ordinary ghosts to possess a living person."
"That Qi Renlu, I guess he must have been unlucky recently, or maybe he's not in good health and not popular enough, so the ghost possessed him. A powerful ghost will not pick on the unlucky ones or the old, weak and sick to possess him."
The director mused, "Come to think of it, I heard he stepped in dog shit yesterday."
"That's right," Yuan Tian said calmly, "Don't worry. I heard that the village you just arrived at this morning has no grudge against the ghost. You'll be fine if you can survive the night. It takes a certain amount of energy for a ghost to possess a human body. From what I can tell, the ghost has limited abilities and I'm afraid it won't be able to possess another person a second time in a short period of time."
Seeing that he spoke so clearly and confidently, the director finally felt relieved after a night of worry. He asked again, "So when do you think you can come over?"
Yuan Tian said without hesitation: "Let's set off tomorrow morning."
The director was upset because he had to leave tomorrow morning. The main reason was that if the matter was resolved one minute later, he would be worried one minute longer, not to mention that he had to go live tomorrow morning.
But then he thought again, he definitely didn't want to ask anyone to travel in the middle of the night, so he could only say: "Be careful on the road."
After hanging up the phone, Yuan Tian thought about getting money to help others get rid of disasters, so he said to Hua Mu and the others: "Send me the location, I will leave early tomorrow morning. You can stay here first, it's okay, but remember to help me throw away the garbage at the door tomorrow. I don't want to hear the community auntie come to my door and nag me."
Zhao Mingming was relatively simple-minded. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Boss Yuan. I'll take care of it."
Hua Mu and the staff hesitated, and someone asked, "Well, if your family comes back tomorrow, they won't think we're trespassing, right?"
"No, there's no one else in my family." After Yuan Tian said that, he found that everyone was looking at him strangely, as if with sympathy, but also with suspicion.
He couldn't help but tilt his head: "You guys are not still living with your parents when you are this old, right?"
A few people who obviously had wrong thoughts kept waving their hands and talking about nothing.
Seeing their guilty look, Yuan Tian naturally guessed their thoughts, but he just felt accustomed to it. For some reasons, he grew up with his master since he was a child. Therefore, there are always some people who don't know the truth who mistakenly think he is an orphan, and he is used to it.
They chatted for a while, Zhao Mingming started playing with his phone, and the staff left the table one after another. Only Hua Mu was particularly curious about ghosts and gods because of family reasons, so he asked Yuan Tian about this and that.
Yuan Tian had moved here less than a month ago, and he hadn't gotten to know his neighbors yet, and he didn't have many opportunities to talk to anyone. Now that someone was chatting with him, and the topic was his professional field, it was impossible for him to be impatient.
In fact, he let these people in because he didn't want them to make a lot of noise outside and attract the attention of the police or Taoists, and for the sake of accommodation fees. Of course, there was another small reason, which was that he was too bored.
This place was also strange. He wanted to find a ghost to chat with but couldn't find one. He didn't know if his family had done something wrong or what. Yuan Tian had only lived in the shop for less than a month after taking it over from his family. During this time, he was always bothered by trivial matters and had no chance to find out what was going on.
He looked up at the yard, feeling a little melancholy. Never mind, this place would probably be discovered soon anyway, and he wouldn't stay long, so he might as well not explore it.
"Hey, Boss Yuan, you're on the trending search!" Zhao Mingming suddenly raised his phone excitedly to show them, "Hehehe, I didn't expect that I could get on the trending search!"
"Hot search?" Yuan Tian looked puzzled. She thought to herself that she didn't seem to have done anything wrong recently and she wasn't a celebrity, so why would she be on the hot search?
He leaned closer to look at Zhao Mingming's phone, and saw that he was actually mentioned at the very end of the hot search list.
#The little boss of the cult appears in the underworld#
He clicked on it and saw all his photos, videos, and all kinds of comments. He took a quick look and saw that half of the comments were praising his looks, while the other half were lamenting that he was a charlatan.
Yuan Tian didn't care whether he was a charlatan or not. He just wanted to know one thing -
His face was full of disbelief: "Didn't you say your show won't air until a week later?"
"Ah," Hua Mu was a little confused, "It's a week later, yes, but...didn't I tell you that we were recording and broadcasting live at the same time?"
Zhao Mingming reacted faster than Yuan Tian: "Sister Hua, I think we never mentioned it before."
Looking at Yuan Tian again, the young boss' eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, and his pupils were constricted, obviously looking frightened.
Hua Mu couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Boss Yuan, what happened? It's only been a week, it should be fine, right?"
Nothing? Something serious has happened! Yuan Tian slowly came back to his senses, and his whole body became visibly depressed, with a gloomy look in his eyes.
"Boss Yuan, please tell us what's the matter. Maybe I can help you!" Zhao Mingming couldn't bear to see him looking so depressed as if he had lost the whole world.
The young boss ignored him and just waved his hand: "Don't bother me first, let me be quiet."
Zhao Mingming and Hua Mu looked at each other, both confused, but did not dare to say anything. They just waited quietly for him to come back to his senses.
At the same time, in an ancient and majestic Taoist temple built on a mountain in the distance.
A young man dressed as a Taoist priest with freckles on his face hurried into a study room and respectfully said to a man who was writing something with a brush while sitting at a Chinese-style desk, "Master, there is news."
The man paused, his eyes fell on the thick stack of books at hand, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Where is he?"
The young man whispered, "He seems to be running an antique shop in a small town in the next province. My roommate just found out that he was on a trending search when he was surfing the Internet. It was said that he accidentally walked into a live broadcast of a program. The live broadcast of the program has ended now, but I think he should still be there for a while."
"What are you waiting for? Go!" the man said coldly, "Remember to bring more people with you. If you are alive, you must find the person. If you are dead, you must find the body!"
"Yes!" the young man responded, turned around and walked out quickly.
As soon as he walked out of the study, he heard his master's suppressed and hateful voice coming from inside, "Yuan! Tian! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have..."
Then came a string of beautiful Chinese words that were not pleasant to the ear, and the sound of books and stationery being smashed. The young man walked out without being surprised, but in his heart he quietly lit rows of candles for Yuan Tian, whom his master had mentioned. Oh, if this man fell into the hands of his cruel master, he would be worse off than dead.
On the other side, Yuan Tian, who had been thinking for a long time, finally took action. He stood up and announced to Hua Mu and the others with a serious face: "I have decided to set out immediately to exorcise the evil spirits for your companions."
Several people looked at each other, and finally Zhao Mingming asked in confusion: "Boss Yuan, didn't you say that we would wait until tomorrow to set off?"
"I can't wait any longer," the young boss said with a righteous look on his face, "I've thought about it carefully. What if there are other ghosts in your companion's place?"
After hearing what he said, Zhao Mingming was immediately horrified: "No way!"
"It's possible." The young boss said with a selfless attitude, "Compared to the safety of your companions, sacrificing some sleep time is nothing!"
At that moment, even Hua Mu felt that the young boss in front of him was full of justice, and his stature was invisible and taller, giving him a full sense of security. It was that damn charming and otherworldly master again!
She temporarily forgot about the city management and community auntie, and said respectfully, "What can I do for you?"
A staff member of the program team also stepped forward and said, "How about I call a car to pick you up now?"
"No need, I have my own way of getting around." The young boss looked like an expert and said slowly, "If you really feel bad, there is something you can help me with."
Zhao Mingming was the first to respond with his chest and back straight: "Please speak! As long as you open your mouth, I will sacrifice my life for you!"
The young boss looked indifferent and said coldly: "Help me get some overtime pay."
…
The passionate hearts of the people at the scene seemed to be poured with a pot of ice water, and shattered all over the ground with "crackling" sounds.
Zhao Mingming: “…………” Blame it on him, he spoke too early.
Hua Mu: “…………” This master is a bit lacking.
Staff: “…………” It’s quite difficult.
Several people turned around in tacit understanding, returned to their previous positions, or browsed their phones or chatted, as if nothing had happened.
The young boss Yuan Tian, who was completely ignored by everyone: “…………” sad.JPG.
He walked into the house while muttering, "What's wrong with asking for some overtime pay? What's wrong with that? Isn't it hard to travel late at night? How hard it is to travel through mountains and rivers!"
The murmur was just controlled to a level that everyone could hear clearly. Any more would be too deliberate, and any less would be unclear.
Hua Mu and the others looked at each other, feeling helpless and amused.
They said they were leaving right away, but they still had to pack some luggage before leaving. Yuan Tian took out her ancestral mountaineering bag and stuffed everything from clothes to toothbrushes into it. After stuffing everything in, she zipped it up and the bag was already bulging beyond recognition.
When he appeared in front of everyone carrying a bag that was even bigger than his upper body, everyone was really amazed.
Zhao Mingming couldn't help but complain: "Boss Yuan, are you going to do business or to escape? I didn't bring as much stuff as you did when I traveled around the world."
Yuan Tian seemed to have remembered something, and instead of answering them, he put down his bag and walked back into the house. When he came out again, he was seen holding a pile of iron basins in his hands and lining them up in the yard.
After putting the iron basin away, he walked into the hall again.
Zhao Mingming and his friends came over curiously. They saw a row of six iron basins, each with a piece of paper inside. The paper was placed face down, and you could vaguely see some words written on it with a brush.
Zhao Mingming was curious and opened one of them. He saw "Zhang Tiedan" written on it, and a line of his birth date.
“……”Suddenly, I didn’t want to turn over the rest of the paper anymore.
Yuan Tian just came out at this time, holding a bunch of paper money and incense sticks that were obviously looted from the antique shelf. When he found Zhao Mingming flipping through his papers, he didn't say anything, but quickly distributed the things in his arms to each basin, and lit them one by one.
The flames of the paper money ingots in the basin illuminated everyone's face. Hua Mu asked in surprise: "Boss Yuan, it's not a festival, why are you burning paper money for your ancestors?"
Yuan Tian looked at the various offerings that were gradually being devoured by the flames and said calmly, "Because I don't want others to take advantage of me."
Hua Mu was confused, who would get the benefit?
Yuan Tian didn't intend to explain to her, but muttered to himself: "The netizens are right. Instead of giving it to others for free, it's better to burn it for my ancestors and my master. That way, when I pass away one day in the future, they might be willing to let me live off them for my filial piety. These are all high-quality offerings, so precious..."
Hua Mu: “…” She was speechless and felt it made sense.
Zhao Mingming was eager to try: "Then I will go back and burn more things for our ancestors, but do I have to write down the date of birth and name like you do..."
"It's better to write it down, so as to ensure that your ancestors receive the sacrifice accurately. Otherwise, it will be easily intercepted by wild ghosts..."
…
After finally burning the offerings, Yuan Tian bent down and skillfully picked up the iron basin. Zhao Mingming pointed to a row of paper figures in the corner of the yard and asked, "Boss Yuan, aren't you going to burn those boys and girls for your ancestors?"
"No," Yuan Tian glanced at the paper figures, "They are still useful."
Zhao Mingming stopped asking questions and just watched him work quietly with the others.
After packing up everything, Yuan Tian came out with a big lock and a bundle of ropes in his hand. He put the lock on the eight-immortal table and said to them, "When you leave tomorrow, lock the door for me and throw the key into the yard."
Without waiting for others to respond, he strode towards the paper figures in the corner with the rope. I don't know what method he used, but he tied the six paper figures into a ball in a few seconds.
The speed was so fast that Zhao Mingming and his friends were stunned.
However, the young boss had no intention of considering their feelings. He stretched out his hand to grab the rope, threw it on his back, and easily carried the paper man that was several times larger than his body after being tied into a ball. Then he walked to his backpack, picked up the fat bag with one hand, and said goodbye casually as he walked out.
"Everyone, see you later."
It was not until his figure disappeared at the gate that Zhao Mingming and his friends came to their senses and ran to the door to look around. However, they saw that the street was empty, and there was no sign of the boss carrying a bag or a group of paper figures.
Zhao Mingming's eyes sparkled: "Amazing... Boss Yuan, so amazing..."
"That's amazing..." Hua Mu rarely agreed with him. The boss was able to carry such a heavy bag and such a big paper man so easily. This alone was amazing.
It was his series of actions that made him look like he was fleeing with his whole family. He took what he could take and burned what he couldn't take, as if he would never come back. Of course, Hua Mu felt that it was impossible for a master like the boss to flee. Presumably, his bag was full of his magic weapons, and the paper figurines were also his fighting power!
She couldn't help but feel a little regretful that she had not agreed to help the boss negotiate with the director about overtime pay.
Of course, if she knew what the boss was doing at this moment and what would happen the next day, she probably wouldn't think so.
In the dark forest, Yuan Tian looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he was delighted. He put down the paper man on his back and untied the rope. Then he put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, and a little light suddenly appeared between his fingers.
The light dispersed, and soon the six paper figures disappeared from their foreheads.
In an instant, the paper man's hands and feet moved as if they were wound up, "clicking" and "clicking", and his pair of pure black eyes rolled around.
A few minutes later, the following scene appeared in the forest: a boy with a cold face was lying on a paper man, being carried forward by the paper man. There were five paper men following him, distributed in all directions, surrounding him in the middle, in a protective manner. One of the paper men was carrying a large backpack, but he didn't seem to be struggling at all.
There was no one around, so Yuan Tian lay on the back of the paper figurine and stretched out lazily. Her lazy and leisurely look did not look like a cold and indifferent master at all, but like a lazy cat.
He lazily muttered to himself: "Finally I don't have to pretend anymore. It's so tiring to pretend to be dead every day."
If there weren't cameras there, he wouldn't bother to put on airs, he was so exhausted.
"I'm sleepy. Take a nap first. You guys work hard. I won't treat you unfairly later." He yawned loudly, raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the paper man who was carrying him, smiled with curved eyebrows, and said like coaxing a child: "When we get there, I will burn you and send you down to keep my master company. He has a good temper and is easy to serve."
The paper figure paused, feeling a little aggrieved. They just bullied it because it had no mouth...
Some small animals in the forest saw the "people" from afar and immediately fled in all directions. For a moment, the only sound in the forest was the friction of paper or bamboo bones as the paper people walked. The scene was so weird that it could be directly cut into a horror movie.
The owner of the paper man, Boss Yuan, was lying on the back of the paper man, his sleeping face peaceful and beautiful.
If Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming were here, they would probably twitch their lips - it really is so tiring to travel through mountains and rivers!
Here, Boss Yuan had a peaceful night without any dreams. Meanwhile, Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming were both suffering from insomnia as they thought about what happened today. Especially for Zhao Mingming, what happened today completely overturned his perception and cognition.
The next day, several people got up early without any prior arrangement. The host was not there, and they didn't know how to record the show next, so they simply prepared to go out together to find the next one.
After the two were ready, the program staff opened the live broadcast room as scheduled. Maybe thanks to the hot search last night, there were quite a lot of people in their live broadcast room this time. The two greeted the camera and saw that many netizens posted comments saying they wanted to meet the boss, and they both felt a little embarrassed.
They were probably the first celebrities to be overshadowed by an amateur. Hua Mu smiled helplessly and said, "The young boss had something urgent to do and left last night."
"Yes, he's gone to do something important." Zhao Mingming smiled in good spirits, "We are now ready to leave his house and look for the next kind-hearted person to help us."
The netizens in the live broadcast room were immediately disappointed. They all came here for the little boss. They wanted to see if the god-like person who was lamented for his divine appearance was really that good-looking and how divine he could be.
Who knew that after just one night, they all came to nothing.
The number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly dropped significantly, but fortunately Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming were used to it and didn't feel sad. The two of them said a few more words to the netizens, then got ready and walked towards the door.
When the door opened, the two men's energetic smiles suddenly froze on their faces.
Outside the door, a group of men filled the alley. There were at least 20 to 30 of them. They looked strong and sturdy, and they were staring at them with sharp eyes and unfriendly expressions.
Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming's expressions were visibly turning toward fear.
Fortunately, one of the staff members of their program group was quite courageous and stammered, "You...you guys, what do you want to do? I, I tell you, this is a society ruled by law..."
The leader of the crowd was a young man with freckles. He took two steps forward and asked coldly, "Is the young boss here?"
It feels like a loan shark has come to collect a debt! Hua Mu took a deep breath and suddenly realized something in a flash - no wonder the young boss suddenly changed his mind and left overnight, no wonder he burned all the incense, candles and paper money on the antique shelf before leaving, no wonder he was fleeing with so many bags...
It's just a flight! I'm afraid the boss had expected this to happen, so he had already made up his mind to flee in advance. But he insisted on making himself look noble and great, and even tried to ask for overtime pay! It's just... too much!
Hua Mu labeled him "Dog King" in her heart, and bravely responded to those people: "He's not here."
Zhao Mingming also nodded reluctantly: "Yes, he is gone."
"Not here?" The freckled young man smiled. "He was here last night, but gone this morning? Then tell me, how did he leave?"
Zhao Mingming was so nervous that his tongue was almost tied: "Young Boss, he, he..."
After saying "he" for a long time, Zhao Mingming gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and shouted, "He ran away carrying the paper man at night."
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