Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 95 Car Crash
Brother Li on the other end of the phone continued: "So the couple decided to find someone to help their child exorcise the ghost, but they don't usually pay much attention to this matter.

That’s why the Chinese guy asked for help everywhere and finally found me. He happened to be from Kyushu, so I thought if you can do it, you can take this job... The reward is not low!

But you have to do this kind of thing within your ability, if it's dangerous then forget it."

"No problem, Brother Li. I know a thing or two about exorcism." Yang Liu agreed immediately.

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong? I heard from them that the dirty thing is very ferocious!" Brother Li was still a little worried.

Yang Liu thought about it and decided to change his words: "Don't worry, Brother Li. Even if there is something weird that I can't handle, I know a temple abbot here. He is a real monk with real skills. It will be no problem for him to take action!"

"Oh, I didn't expect that you would have such connections shortly after arriving in Fukuoka. You are really amazing. If you have the chance, introduce some to me!"

Lee sounded very interested, and there was no worry in his tone.

"Hehe...luck, just luck."

Relying on the fact that Brother Li on the other end of the phone couldn't see her, Yang Liu adjusted her trajectory guiltily and changed her position on the chair.

Strictly speaking, he didn't lie, he just "slightly" concealed some parts.

For example, there were only three living people in that temple, including Miyamoto Yugye who often worked there, or the abbot of the temple was actually a young man younger than Yang Liu.

But anything that is useful is fine. After all, Yang Liu didn't let him down. At least at this stage, he hasn't found anyone who is better than him at dealing with ghosts.

"In that case, I'm relieved. Brother, do you have time tomorrow? They seem to be in a hurry."

"No problem, tomorrow is Saturday, I can just take a break."

"Okay, I'll pass your phone number to them. It's up to you this time. If you make enough money, you have to treat me to a meal when you return to Tokyo!"

"must!"

The two exchanged some pleasantries for a while before Brother Li hung up the phone.

Yang Liu had just put down the phone, and before she had time to think about it, the phone rang again.

Picking it up and finding it was an unfamiliar number, Yang Liu raised an eyebrow: "So urgent?"

After picking up the phone, a woman's voice came from the other end. Just as Yang Liu expected, the other party claimed to be the client's wife.

Because the client was of Chinese descent, she followed Japanese tradition and changed her husband's surname to: Chuan.

Thanks to Brother Li's advance explanation, there was no problem in communication between the two parties. After agreeing on the time and place to meet tomorrow, they hung up the phone.

The room fell into silence. Yang Liu looked up at the ceiling and suddenly felt distressed:

"Ah... I don't seem to have the right clothes..."

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Psychology also emphasizes the importance of first impressions.

Humans are visual animals. In most people's inherent impression, if a burly man and an old man with white beard and hair stand together, the old man will definitely be considered more experienced.

The only formal clothing Yang Liu wore was a suit, but with his body shape, he looked more like a bodyguard than a psychic or exorcist.

"Let's go to the monk Yuhe and see if we can borrow two pieces of clothing."

After all, it was the first time for Yang Liu to help someone exorcise ghosts, and he didn't have much experience, so he could only work hard on this.

While he was thinking, the door of the health room was suddenly opened. Yang Liu turned around and looked at Koizumi Ling who had rushed in as usual.

"Teacher, it's not good!"

"Yes, yes, I'm listening."...

……

Saturday, morning.

Nishi-Kokura JR Station, Kitakyushu City, Fukuoka Prefecture.

After getting out of the train and looking up at the gloomy weather in Kitakyushu City, Yang Liu felt a little worried:

"Is it going to rain? I don't have an umbrella."

After looking at the time, Yang Liu did not leave the station immediately. Instead, he found a toilet in the station and changed into the green robe he had asked for from Uga Shoji.

According to Uga Shoji, this robe cannot be strictly considered a monk's robe, but is just a casual garment of a similar style.

After all, with Yang Liu's physique, it would be difficult to find clothes of his size, so it would be better for him to just wear a robe.

Fortunately, Yang Liu's body evolution has not stopped during this period. His height has shrunk to just over two meters, and the size of his muscles has also shrunk in proportion, so he can barely wear this wide robe.

"But it looks like it can't move vigorously. Never mind. It's just an evil spirit. It shouldn't take much effort."

Looking in the mirror at the robe that was bulging due to his body, Yang Liu scratched his head. Although he no longer looked like a bodyguard, he still felt a bit like the evil monk who had just slaughtered an entire family.

Yang Liu walked out of the station with a bit of self-abandonment and soon saw someone coming to pick her up.

Glancing at the sign the man was holding, Yang Liu nodded politely as a greeting: "Mr. Chuan, right? I'm Yang Liu."

"Ah! Really? Hello, Master Yang...? I didn't expect you to be in such a good shape."

The middle-aged man in a suit and tie with an elite look on his face was also shocked by Yang Liu's size.

"Just call me Yang Liu." Yang Liu was already used to this attitude. "Let's go without further ado!"

"Yes, please. The car is over here."

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet.

Yang Liu saw that Mr. Chuan seemed a little hesitant, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back in the end.

When they were almost at their destination, the middle-aged man said hesitantly, "Um... I hope you don't mind, Mr. Yang."

"what?"

Following Mr. Chuan into a rather luxurious one-family house, Yang Liu looked at the scene inside and finally understood why he said that.

"This is the priest of the Tsuhachiman Shrine, His Excellency Fukuyama Haruhiko. This is His Excellency Yang Liu, a... uh..."

Looking at Mr. Chuan who was a little stuck, Yang Liu nodded to the priest in front of him in a friendly manner: "Yang Liu, you can be considered a psychic."

No wonder he had that expression in the car. It turns out there is another expert in this area at home.

This kind of thing is indeed taboo, and if you meet someone with a bad temper, they may turn their face away and walk away on the spot.

Fortunately, this business is not necessary for Yang Liu. Anyway, other people can't see what Yang Liu really needs. He can also observe the power of the extraordinary people in the shrine system up close.

"Oh, yes." The middle-aged man felt relieved, and then apologized to Yang Liu embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect that my daughter would also find a priest, and on the same day."

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