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Moreover, her beautiful peach blossom eyes kept glancing at Ning Chen.

She's a typical looks-obsessed person; beauty is everything.

Having experienced the influence of Western culture, he is passionate and unrestrained.

They chatted without the slightest hint of awkwardness.

"It's so noisy here."

Anne glanced meaningfully at David in his white suit.

She smiled and said, "Mr. Ning, why don't we go upstairs and sit for a while?"

"Alright."

Ning Chen nodded, unsure whether she meant "sit down" or "zuo."

Downstairs was in complete chaos.

Uncle Nine also got up to buy matches, not giving the middle-aged man a chance to cause trouble.

"Let's go, this way."

Annie led the way, and Ning Chen followed the two of them upstairs.

"What is David? Don't you have a proper name?"

Ah Xing looked at the man in the white suit with curiosity.

He looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't quite place him.

"My name is Ye Guang, and David is my English name."

Ye Guang, dressed in a white suit, had a livid face.

"Can't you even use a proper name... Are you from this town?"

Xiaoyue also looked him over.

Aside from having fair skin, this person is otherwise unremarkable.

No wonder Miss An from the restaurant didn't like him.

But when she thought about her junior uncle going upstairs with that woman, she felt a little jealous.

"Ha, my father is Mayor Ye, so tell me, am I not a person from this town?"

Ye Guang sneered, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at them.

"I just returned from doing business abroad, so it's normal that you don't recognize me."

Ye Guang was too lazy to talk to them anymore and wanted to go upstairs to take a look, but he was stopped by the restaurant's servants.

Feeling indignant, he could only leave dejectedly.

Recalling Ning Chen's appearance, a deep sense of jealousy welled up in his heart.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Ah Xing winked at Xiao Yue.

Xiaoyue followed his gaze.

The middle-aged man who had been bothering the master earlier was still sitting in the same spot, his brows furrowed in worry.

"Senior brother, why don't we go and make some money?"

Xiaoyue thought of her empty little wallet.

After discussing it with Ah Xing, the two of them sat down on either side of the middle-aged man.

"Grandpa Zhao, right? My master is good at exorcising demons and slaying monsters, but my senior brother can also catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits."

Xiaoyue introduced herself with a smile.

Her words were obviously exaggerated.

Ah Xing is just a half-baked amateur who hasn't even finished his apprenticeship; he doesn't know how to catch ghosts at all.

She had overheard some of the conversation between Zhao Taigong and her master earlier.

The gist of it is that Zhao Tai opened a winery, but it seems to be haunted, so he asked his master to help.

But for some reason, his master refused him.

So Xiaoyue thought that ordinary people couldn't see ghosts anyway.

Why don't she and her senior brother go and make this money?

Zhao Taigong was never a good person, so it wouldn't hurt for him and Ah Xing to fool him once.

"Just him?"

Old Master Zhao glanced at Ah Xing with his triangular eyes, his face full of suspicion.

Ah Xing nodded repeatedly:

"I know everything my master knows, and I also know things my master doesn't know!"

After some haggling, Zhao Taigong decided to pay them 10 silver dollars.

Please invite the two of them to my winery tonight to exorcise the ghost.

"It's a word."

After Ah Xing and Xiao Yue agreed, they immediately returned to the ancestral hall and began making preparations secretly, without telling Uncle Jiu.

At night.

Ah Xing and Xiao Yue, carrying large and small bags, sneaked off to Zhao Taigong's winery.

The two were wearing yellow Taoist robes.

On the table were a peach wood sword, yellow talismans, chicken blood, black dog blood, glutinous rice, paper money... it was truly fully armed.

"Is it really necessary to make such a big show of it?"

Judging from the grand scale of the event, it seemed like a large-scale religious ceremony was about to take place.

"Since I've taken your money, of course I'll set up some food stalls for you to see."

Ah Xing said with a smile.

"The King of Hell is in charge!"

"Little devil, lead the way!"

"Scatter ghost money!"

……

Ah Xing and Xiao Yue were doing somersaults and swordplay, chanting incantations as they went.

He looked very professional, leaving Old Master Zhao completely bewildered.

"I'll pour out all the grievances in my heart, and then knock on the gates of hell!"

"Three knocks on the gates of hell!"

As Xiaoyue's voice faded, in a corner they hadn't noticed.

A pitch-black coffin swayed and opened...

"What should we do now?"

Ah Xing asked quietly.

"Let's continue the performance."

Xiaoyue whispered something.

Then the wooden sword pierced straight into Ah Xing's instep.

She shouted, "Please let the ghost possess you, and speak quickly!"

Ah Xing understood immediately, and his body began to sway involuntarily.

It felt like something had crawled into my body.

"Who goes there? State your name!" Xiaoyue asked, sword in hand.

Ah Xing strained her voice, trying her best to make it sound more like a woman's.

"My name is Li, and my maid is Xiao Hong."

Why does this lingering spirit persist, relentlessly haunting us?

Xiaoyue then asked, "If there's something you're having trouble saying, just tell me!"

Ah Xing was slow-witted and couldn't think of a response even after thinking for a long time.

He said in a low voice, "I can't answer that... Let's play some true or false questions instead."

Xiaoyue pouted, simply closed her eyes to avoid looking at him, and instead asked, "Li, are you innocent?"

"Yes... I died so unjustly..."

A chilling voice, seemingly transcending the netherworld, echoed throughout the distillery, coming from all directions.