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Chapter 110 Encountering a Ghost (Bonus Chapter as an Apology)
A few days later, Li Ming still hesitated before arriving at Zhou You's doorstep.

Li Sanli was not brought along this time.

Originally, he didn't believe that Zhou You, a young man in his twenties, could have much ability. He turned around and wanted to apologize to Master Ma. Although the other party seemed to be a fraud, with that otherworldly appearance, what if he had some real skills? Who would have thought that for some reason, the other party seemed to have been greatly frightened and didn't even say goodbye. He took the train home overnight!
It's alright that the person is gone, but the problem is, without this master, how is he going to explain things to that big boss?
So Li Ming had no choice but to reluctantly approach Zhou You, not seeking his help to exorcise ghosts or exorcise evil spirits, but just hoping to avoid losing face in front of the big boss.

Li Ming took a deep breath and then carefully knocked on the door a few times.

—In older buildings like this, there's no way you could have a doorbell; everything has to be done physically.

But no one answered.

Li Ming frowned and glanced at his watch.

That's right, this was the agreed time. Although I arrived a little early just in case, surely the other person wouldn't be out of the house?
So he knocked on the door again.

This time, at least there's some sound.

Excuse me, please wait a moment.

About ten minutes later, the door was finally opened.

What catches the eye is a kind smiling face.

"Sorry, sorry, I was eating and didn't notice the knock. I just finished eating. I didn't expect you to come so early, Uncle Li. But I still need to pack up before I leave. Why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Although Li Ming was filled with sorrow, he still nodded politely in agreement. But as soon as he entered the house, his already not-so-good-looking face instantly became even more distressed.

Due to his own interest, including that Master Ma, he had met quite a few 'Taoist masters' before, although almost all of them were frauds. But regardless, at least the place where they received guests was decorated properly, with yellow talismans, scriptures, and consecrated ritual implements—everything was complete. Some even placed several specially invited statues of deities in the living room.
When you meet them, they'll start talking about the I Ching and divination, and their conversation will be full of feng shui and supernatural phenomena. Putting everything else aside, their very appearance will make people believe in them.

But Zhou You's home...
You can see right through it at a glance.

The house is only about 20 square meters. Its only advantage is that it has its own bathroom and kitchen. There is no living room at all. Apart from the narrow passage connecting the bathroom and the kitchen, there is only one small bedroom.

Naturally, there were no cooking utensils inside, except for a bed, a TV, and a dining table. The only unusual thing was that there was a screen around the table, as if they wanted to create a separate space.

—It's really strange. The whole room isn't very big, yet people are so particular about it?
Li Ming secretly scorned him. He watched as Zhou You tidied up the colored instant noodle bowl and went into the kitchen.

The sound of rushing water filled the air, and Li Ming casually sat down on a chair in front of the table.

But the moment his buttocks touched the chair, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

This place is so cold!
It's already the beginning of the hottest period of summer. Although this city isn't as scorching as Chongqing or Wuhan, it's not exactly cool either. In old-style residential buildings like this, without air conditioning, you'll be drenched in sweat in just a few minutes.

But Li Ming didn't feel any heat at all; on the contrary, he felt inexplicably hot.
It was very cold and damp.

—Could it be that his air conditioner is set too low?
Li Ming looked around and searched, but didn't see any equipment that could be called a refrigeration device.

There wasn't even a fan in this tiny rented room.

But where does this chilly feeling come from?

Suddenly, a sense of unease crept up Li Ming's back. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to call out to Zhou You, who was washing the dishes—but remembering his previous attitude, his pride as an elder made him shut his mouth.

—Never mind, it's only a few minutes, I'll just bear with it.

But just as Li Ming was trying to comfort himself, the television suddenly turned on.

The sound of a news broadcast immediately came from it. Li Ming shuddered, then cautiously turned his head away.

There was nothing wrong with the screen; it just looked like the TV itself was too old, so the crosstalk turned on automatically.

Li Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

"What? It's just a malfunction? Damn, that almost scared me to death!"

However, he stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

Right in front of him, on that ordinary table, a handprint suddenly appeared.

The handprint wasn't large, about the size of a middle school girl's palm.

The problem is that there is only Li Ming at this table.

There was nothing else.

……What's this?
A strange sense of terror washed over Li Ming, and he immediately tried to run away. But he soon realized that he was as if he had been frozen in place, unable to move an inch. He opened his mouth, trying to call for help without caring about his dignity, but for some reason, he couldn't make a sound.

And so, he could only watch helplessly as blood seeped from the handprint, and a distorted figure gradually solidified before his eyes, then grinned and suddenly smiled—

then.

next second.

An iron pot suddenly slammed down on the figure's head.

The force wasn't great, but it was enough to stop the ghost's next move.

"Didn't I tell you to behave because we had guests today? How come you ran off again when I wasn't looking at you for a second?"

The ghost was stunned by this, and immediately bared its teeth, wanting to take revenge on someone.

The response from someone—namely Zhou You—was also quite simple.

He casually picked up the 'Severing Evil' from the table.

All of a sudden.

The female ghost shrunk back to the corner with lightning speed, hugging her legs tightly as if offering no resistance.

Of course, Zhou You didn't intend to hurt her over this. He was just trying to avoid scaring away his 80,000 yuan living expenses. So he quickly put away his sword, switched the TV to the cartoon channel that the female ghost loved to watch, and then smiled at Li Ming.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. It's almost time, shall we go now?"

Li Ming stared at him blankly.

Just when Zhou You thought the man was scared out of his wits and was about to use a few Bin Dou Restoration Techniques to wake him up, the man suddenly jumped up and slapped Zhou You on the shoulder.

His expression was no longer one of excitement, but rather one of ecstatic joy.

"Holy crap! I, Old Li, have been searching for feng shui and Taoist arts for so many years, and today I've actually met a real person!"

(End of this chapter)