This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

The old Taoist priest abruptly put away his compass, pointed at the vase with his finger, and his voice became unusually low.

"Layman Liu, the evil spirits in your household originate from this very object!"

"This item has been placed here for too long and has become connected with the fortune of the house. It cannot be driven away by ordinary methods."

Boss Liu immediately put on a terrified expression: "Then...what should I do? Please, Master, save me!"

The old Taoist priest stroked his goatee, a troubled look on his face.

"There is a solution, but it's quite time-consuming and difficult. Oh dear, this is not easy..."

As a businessman, Boss Liu naturally understood the other party's meaning and immediately made a promise: "Master, you have a kind heart, please help me! I know you're working hard, so how about this, after it's done... after it's done, I'll give you an extra 100,000, what do you think?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly overjoyed.

"Very well! Since I have a connection with Layman Liu, I will do my best to help him, even if it costs me my life!"

"However, to eliminate the evil spirits entrenched on this object, I must take this bottle back to my Taoist temple, set up a Seven Star Altar, and perform rituals for forty-nine days and nights, chanting scriptures day and night, in order to completely dispel the evil thoughts attached to it."

The butler immediately chimed in, "Sir, this Master Qingfeng is the most famous living deity in our city. If he says it's possible, then it definitely is!"

Boss Liu's face showed a look of "hesitation" and "pain". After struggling for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth.

"Alright! As long as it ensures the safety of my family, please take this bottle with you, Taoist priest!"

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings; then this humble Taoist will give it a try."

Master Qingfeng smiled with satisfaction and winked at his disciple behind him.

The two apprentices immediately stepped forward and carefully wrapped the antique vase in a piece of yellow cloth, preparing to carry it away.

"Sir, I'll go call their car over."

Before Boss Liu could respond, the butler had already happily trotted out.

Just as the two apprentices, carrying the vase, were about to reach the stairs...

"Click—"

A dull metallic clang came from downstairs.

It was the sound of the electronic lock on the villa's main gate locking.

The two apprentices stopped in their tracks at the same time, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashing across their faces.

They exchanged a glance, then, clutching the vase, quickly headed for the stairs.

But when they reached the stairwell, they all froze in place.

Because there were two burly security guards in black suits standing downstairs at that moment.

The atmosphere in the villa's living room froze instantly.

The old Taoist priest's face turned pale instantly.

"Liu... Layman Liu? Who are they?"

His voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Boss Liu did not answer him, but instead turned his gaze toward the back door of the villa.

Meanwhile, at the back door of the villa.

The butler, who was supposed to be calling for a car, was sneaking out the back door when he bumped into a wall of people.

Zhang Chen was leaning against the door frame, a smug smile on his face.

He waved his phone in his hand, the screen facing the butler's face, showing the old Taoist priest's "determination" that the vase was haunted in the bedroom.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu asked me to record your entire performance just now."

Zhang Chen spoke with a grin.

"I'll edit it later, add some music, and post it on Weibo. I just haven't thought of a title yet. Could you help me come up with one?"

The butler's face instantly turned ashen, like that of a dead man.

The old Taoist priest and his two disciples at the top of the stairs were struck dumb when they heard Zhang Chen's voice.

They knew they had fallen into a trap.

"Walk!"

The old Taoist priest was indeed experienced and reacted extremely quickly.

He slammed the sandalwood box in his hand at Boss Liu, then turned and rushed toward the window facing the backyard.

The two apprentices quickly dropped the vases they were holding and scrambled to follow behind.

Fortunately, a security guard reacted quickly and grabbed the valuable blue and white porcelain vase. This delay prevented them from catching the two who were trying to escape.

The old Taoist priest was unusually agile, unlike someone his age.

He shrank back and squeezed out of the window, jumping down. He took three steps at a time and rushed to the back door, where he immediately saw the wall that was taller than a person.

Once you cross that, you'll find yourself in the intricate forest paths of the villa area, where the sky's the limit!

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He grabbed his apprentice who had followed behind him and pinned him against the wall. Then, with a running start, he used his apprentice as a springboard to push off and barely managed to grab onto the top of the wall.

"Hmph! Drink!"

The old Taoist priest kicked the wall several times before finally climbing up. Ignoring the two people on the ground who hadn't yet climbed up, he flipped over to the other side.

However, just as his feet touched the ground, he felt an unusually warm, soft, and elastic sensation on the sole of one foot.

"Pfft—"

A faint yet extremely disgusting sound.

The old Taoist priest felt his foot slip, and the force he had just gathered to prepare for landing vanished completely in an instant.

He lost his balance and fell straight out.

As luck would have it, another puddle of soft mud enthusiastically caught the old Taoist's face.

"Ugh! Pah!"

He struggled to get up, but then he smelled a stench that seemed to hit him right in the head.

He peeled off the smear on his face and looked down, only to find that his cloth shoes with their thousand-layer soles were covered in filth.

The mud on his face was even slightly warm.

Regardless of whether he was running for his life, the old Taoist priest vomited.

Wang Xiaoer stood not far away, watching the scene unfold before him, his face full of embarrassment, unsure whether he should step forward and arrest the person.

He had to admit that he had been eating too much oily food these past two days, and there was no toilet nearby, so he couldn't hold it in any longer and just relieved himself in the bushes in the corner.

Given how long the wall was, the old Taoist priest chose this particular spot to jump down; we can't blame him for that.

Zhang Chen slowly walked over, pinched his nose, and squatted down in front of the old Taoist priest whose mouth was full of filth.

"Come with me, I'm disrespectful."

He pointed to the old Taoist priest's silk robe, which was stained with an unknown substance, and smiled with a thirst for knowledge.

"Your outfit is way more professional than mine. Where did you buy it? Can you give me a link? Remember to invite me next time there's a group buy."

The old Taoist priest was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath. He pointed at Zhang Chen and kept saying "you, you, you" for a long time, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence. Finally, his eyes rolled back and he fainted from anger.

The piercing sound of sirens grew louder as they approached.

A few minutes later, the police arrived and took the unconscious Taoist priest, his two disciples, and the butler into the police car.

A spur-of-the-moment scam came to an end in a highly dramatic way.

Mr. Liu walked excitedly to Zhang Chen, grasped his hands tightly, and his eyes were filled with admiration and gratitude, with no trace of doubt left.

"Master Zhang! This time... this time I really owe you a great debt! Otherwise, I would have been in serious trouble!"

Zhang Chen simply smiled and withdrew his hand.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaoer, who was still trying to make himself inconspicuous not far away, and his smile became meaningful.

"Wow, changing your luck really makes a difference; even taking a dump can attract people."