An ordinary checkered sofa, with a coffee table on a glass square table.
On the other side of the hall are clean glass windows.
This is a very ordinary two-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen apartment. Apart from the fact that the light in the living room is blocked by the building in front, making the living room slightly dark, it is generally a well-laid-out apartment.
But this seemingly comfortable house became the site of ghost stories and paranormal events.
After Wang Zhongjun entered the room, he felt a chill on his back, as if the temperature inside the room was lower than outside. He began to breathe rapidly again, and heard a crackling sound like a radio signal.
Jia Zheng also felt the chill, but because he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the chill did not affect him much.
As for Zhang Yuan, he possessed abundant Yang energy, so the Yin energy in the room had no effect on him at all.
"Master Jia, how is it? Can you handle it?"
"I heard a squeaking sound again!"
Wang Zhongjun said uneasily.
Just as Jia Zhenggang was about to ask for something, a clanging sound suddenly came from behind them!
The three of them hurriedly turned around and saw a teacup inexplicably lying under the glass table, even though it had just been sitting in the center of the table!
Meanwhile, the white gauze curtains on the hall's glass windows moved automatically without any wind, fluttering eerily inside the room, even though the windows were clearly closed.
This is really weird!
Wang Zhongjun's expression grew increasingly uneasy.
Some even speculated that perhaps the two people he brought had aroused the dissatisfaction and hostility of someone in the house.
Jia Zheng was also somewhat uneasy. Ordinary ghosts were not this powerful. The things in this house seemed to have some kind of power. He looked nervously at Zhang Yuan.
"Brother Zhang Yuan, what do you think? Do you have a solution?"
Zhang Yuan, chewing a piece of gum, casually said, "Let me check the room."
The way he chewed gum made Wang Zhongjun think this young man was unreliable!
Zhang Yuan ignored Wang Zhongjun's distrustful look and walked through all three rooms of the suite. When he entered the last master bedroom, he saw a faint black shadow on the ceiling, at the corner between two walls.
This must be the thing causing the trouble!
Jia Zheng was just a cultivator with the lowest cultivation level. He was not strong enough and did not have the Heavenly Eye. Therefore, his sensitivity to Yin Qi was far less than Zhang Yuan's. So when he entered the master bedroom, he felt that the room was even colder than the hall.
When Zhang Yuan casually mentioned that the thing was in this house, Jia Zheng's small eyes darted around the room, but he couldn't see anything.
"Where?"
drop!
A drop of blood dripped from the roof beam.
In the quiet room, the sound of blood dripping to the ground was clearly audible!
Wang Zhongjun felt afraid and took a step closer to Jia Zheng.
He was just about to ask why there were drops of blood in the room?
Suddenly, a cold wind swept into the master bedroom, followed by a head and a ghostly figure with an upper body, baring its teeth and rushing towards Wang Zhongjun and Jia Zheng from the ceiling!
Wang Zhongjun was completely bewildered, thinking to himself: "I'm doomed, I've seen a ghost in broad daylight!"
Just then, Zhang Yuan stepped forward and spread his arms to block the two of them.
Under the powerful Golden Light Mantra, his body emitted a faint golden light.
The powerful pure Yang energy was like the blazing sun.
The ghostly phantom rushed in front of Zhang Yuan, screamed in terror, and disappeared.
Then, bursts of crying filled the room.
Wang Zhongjun, Jia Zheng, and Zhang Yuan saw, as if watching a movie, a white-clad female ghost hanging from the roof beam with her back to the three of them!
Holy crap!
The sudden, terrifying scene startled Wang Zhongjun and Jia Zheng.
Wang Zhongjun, in particular, was trembling.
Inside the room, the white-clad ghost hanging on the rope suddenly turned around, revealing a chilling and ugly face. At the same time, the female ghost pounced on Wang Zhongjun and the other two.
A purification talisman had appeared in Zhang Yuan's hand without his knowledge.
The arrogant female ghost, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws, rushed forward. Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand, and the purification talisman landed squarely on the ghost's forehead.
A blue flame ignited in the master bedroom.
The yellow paper talisman burned to ashes, which slowly drifted down and landed on the bed.
The white-clad female ghost disappeared.
Wang Zhongjun slumped to the ground. The squeaking sound in his ears had stopped, his breathing had returned to normal, and the icy chill on his back was gone.
Zhang Yuan drew back the curtains in the master bedroom and opened the window to let in fresh air from outside.
The afternoon sun shone through the window, filling the room with warmth!
"It's all taken care of!"
Wang Zhongjun stared wide-eyed at the young man with a faint smile on his lips!
Holy crap!
"He really is a master!"
...
At the entrance of Tai'an residential area, under a tree, inside an old Santana car, Jia Zheng counted out 40 bills from a stack of bright red cash and handed them to Zhang Yuan.
According to the agreement, it's a 40/60 split, you get 40% and I get 60%. Here's 4000 yuan, please count it.
Zhang Yuan took the small stack of bills, counted them, and found that it was 4,000 yuan, not a penny less.
He folded the red bill in half and carefully stuffed it into the inner pocket of his coat, then pressed it down in his breast pocket.
Feeling the fullness and satisfaction of the red bills filling his coat pockets, Zhang Yuan was in a good mood!
Making money doesn't seem so difficult!
He only spent one purification talisman and got 4,000 yuan in return! And the cost of a purification talisman was almost negligible for Zhang Yuan!
Keep in mind that Zhugan and Feibo's monthly living expenses are only 1,000 yuan! 4,000 yuan is equivalent to almost a semester's worth of their living expenses!
Thinking about how his classmates were still paying to study at school while he could easily earn so much money, Zhang Yuan felt incredibly satisfied!
With money, he can continue refining pills!
After distributing the money, Jia Zheng was in a good mood and shook hands with Zhang Yuan with a smile.
"Brother Zhang Yuan, it's a pleasure doing business with you!"
"It's a pleasure doing business with you!"
At this moment, Jia Zheng really wanted to ask Zhang Yuan what level he had reached in his cultivation, as he felt that Zhang Yuan seemed even more powerful than he had been a few months ago!
However, cultivation level is a cultivator's private matter, so Jia Zheng was too embarrassed to ask directly.
In particular, this was his first collaboration with Zhang Yuancai!
The two sides are not very familiar with each other yet.
But Jia Zheng was certain that Zhang Yuan's strength far surpassed his own.
The two chatted happily in the car for a while.
In order to retain Zhang Yuan and continue their cooperation in the future, Jia Zheng also took the initiative to propose that similar collaborations in the future could be split 50/50.
Zhang Yuan gladly accepted.
Finally, Jia Zheng asked Zhang Yuan where he was going and whether he was going back to school.
Zhang Yuan said he was going to the pharmacy to buy some things.
Jia Zheng looked at Zhang Yuan with suspicion.
Buying medicinal herbs?
Um!
Zhang Yuan casually replied, while looking down at his phone's map app to search for the location of Jiuzhuotang Pharmacy.
They quickly located the Jiuzhuotang Pharmacy, which wasn't far from Tai'an Community. Zhang Yuan prepared to get off the bus to retrieve his luggage and part ways with Jia Zheng.
Jia Zheng replied: Which pharmacy is it? If it's not too far, I'll give you a ride.
Since Zhang Yuan was unfamiliar with the roads in Tongcheng City, and he had just helped Jia Zheng earn 6,000 yuan, Jia Zheng offered to give him a ride, so Zhang Yuan didn't refuse.
After he gave Jia Zheng the address, the old car wobbled twice and then left the entrance of Tai'an Community.
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An old neighborhood in Tongcheng City.
As the city develops, the old neighborhoods have gradually declined. There are few pedestrians on the streets, and the roadside greenery has grown very tall, providing dense shade.
The old street is paved with stone slabs that exude a sense of history, and occasionally a few vehicles pass by.
In the evening, a Santana stopped on the old street in front of a pharmacy called Jiuzhuotang. A young man wearing a baseball cap and carrying a black suitcase got out of the car.
After the young man got out of the car, the Santana slowly drove away.
A young man wearing a baseball cap pulled a suitcase into the pharmacy.
Zhang Yuan took off his baseball cap and handed an A4 sheet of paper to the shop owner.
The shop owner was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a very strong build.
"Boss, could you please check if you have these medicinal herbs?"
Zeng Xianli took the A4 paper from Zhang Yuan and glanced at the dozen or so medicinal herbs listed on it.
2 jin of yam powder
One pound of pangolin shell, ground into powder or fine pieces.
Quartz, 1 jin
1 jin (500g) of cowhide
Orange peel, 1 jin
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