While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

When the light was turned on, the guy with a face covered in bits of flesh and maggots stood quietly at the head of his bed.

Looking at the bits of flesh and maggots, Cao Kun felt a wave of disgust: "What are you doing here?"

The figure remained silent.

Cao Kun waved his hand to shoo people away—no, to shoo away ghosts: "Get out of here, don't disgust me."

"I...have nowhere...to go."

The faint sound came from the figure's mouth, sending chills down one's spine.

Cao Kun: "What does it have to do with me if you have nowhere to go? I'm a Taoist disciple, after all. I can't exactly raise ghosts, can I?"

"I...have nowhere...to go." The figure repeated the same words.

"you……"

Cao Kun was somewhat annoyed, feeling like he was being pestered by this guy.

The problem is, it would be fine if this guy were a pretty female ghost, but he just happens to be so ugly.

No, it's not even about whether it's ugly or not; it's downright disgusting, affecting people's mood and appetite.

Cao Kun tried to shoo it away several times, but it remained stubborn and kept repeating the same phrase: "I...have nowhere...to go."

Cao Kun was defeated by it, and pointed to the toilet: "You go stay there and stay there."

This guy was obedient; he flashed into the toilet and didn't come out again.

After this incident, Cao Kun didn't fall asleep for a long time, and when he woke up in the morning, it was already past 9 o'clock.

He habitually rushed into the bathroom to relieve himself.

As soon as I took out my tools, I saw that guy with a face full of bits of flesh and maggots again.

Cao Kun jolted awake, and the urge to urinate suddenly vanished.

"You and him..."

Cao Kun wanted to curse, but the guy's eyes looked somewhat innocent, making Cao Kun unable to curse for a moment.

"How about I take you where you need to go?"

Cao Kun made the suggestion.

The "Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra" can both slay ghosts and deliver the souls of the dead.

"I...I...won't...leave." That guy actually refused.

"You son of a bitch..."

Cao Kun swallowed the curse that was about to come out of his mouth. After all, the other party had helped him a lot twice, and he couldn't repay kindness with enmity.

Having it with me can actually get me some things done.

We need to find this guy a home.

Cao Kun sighed inwardly; otherwise, his life would be affected.

Cao Kun recalled the contents of the "Daoist Manual" and found that there were quite a few materials suitable for ghosts to possess.

For example, some old objects, vases, jewelry boxes, pottery jars, or even the jewelry itself, old photos, old films, etc.

Also, animal or human bones are acceptable.

These things can allow ghosts to possess them, but they don't do the ghosts any good.

There are also materials that can nourish their souls, such as the famous ebony, also known as soul-nourishing wood, which is beneficial to ghosts that reside in it.

There are also things that have been in special environments, such as trees that grow in places with strong yin energy.

Materials that have absorbed a large amount of yin energy are also beneficial to ghosts.

Cao Kun didn't plan to spend money to buy things like petrified wood, firstly because it's hard to find abroad, and secondly because it's very expensive.

Cao Kun searched the room and found nothing of note except for some large pieces of old furniture.

Strangely enough, the father of the previous life did not even leave behind a single photograph.

"I really need to go out for a walk."

"That's just the right time to buy a car."

Cao Kun really didn't want to drive that beat-up Chevrolet that rattled all over the place the moment it moved.

Cao Kun first went to Chinatown, and after walking around, he found a paperweight.

This paperweight isn't very old; Cao Kun estimates it to be about sixty or seventy years old based on his perception of its aura.

It's definitely not an antique, but it's big enough for a fleshy face to live in.

Besides the paperweight, Cao Kun also bought some other materials.

You don't know how expensive Cao Kun products are until you buy them.

The cinnabar and other items left by the father of the previous generation were of relatively poor quality.

When Cao Kun inquired about the price of top-grade cinnabar, he was shocked.

This thing isn't much cheaper than gold, and you have to pre-order it.

Cao Kun was astonished. Since he still had enough cinnabar left in his house, he decided not to spend the money for now.

When Cao Kun returned home, his beat-up Chevrolet had been replaced with a Cadillac Escalade, costing him over $6.

This car wasn't Cao Kun's first choice, but it was the only one he could pick up immediately, so he didn't want to wait any longer.

Back home, Cao Kun took out the paperweight and summoned the Minced Meat Face.

"What's your name?" Cao Kun asked him.

The man with the fleshy face remained silent and did not answer.

Its intelligence seems to have been affected, and it has forgotten many things.

Cao Kun didn't press the issue: "Alright, then you can call yourself Broken Meat Face from now on and move in."

Cao Kun waved the paperweight, and the man with the fleshy face flashed and disappeared inside it.

Immediately, Cao Kun sensed a sinister aura emanating from the paperweight.

Wearing it is like carrying a portable air conditioner, guaranteeing you won't get hot in the summer.

That's right, an ordinary person's body simply cannot withstand it.

Over time, it can lead to serious illness or even death.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was early May.

No one has come to Wenxintang these past few days, and Cao Kun hasn't earned a single cent.

This made Cao Kun, who was planning to replace the old and worn-out furniture in his home, put down his mind.

With no business coming in, Cao Kun inevitably heard more gossip about him.

It simply means that the two talismans sold last time were just due to good luck.

Once the false reputation spreads and everyone knows it's fake, no one will come to your door anymore.

Many people are like this: when someone around them is doing better than them, they wish that person would soon fall on hard times and have bad luck.

But things don't always go as they wish.

That day, a nanny van drove up and stopped in front of the Wenxin Hall.

The rear door slid open, and a young woman with a full head of blonde hair, a slender figure, and a face like a giant Barbie doll stepped out.

"Master Cao".

Before she even entered the store, she greeted Cao Kun with a joyful tone.

"Amanda, what brings you here?"

Cao Kun was somewhat surprised to see who had arrived.

Amanda walked into the store with a big smile on her face: "I came here specifically to thank you."

Cao Kun: "Thank you?"

Amanda: "Didn't you say last time that my latest work would become a hit? You were right."

Amanda's words reminded Cao Kun that the movie "Mean Girls" had already been released.

Amanda whispered, "This movie is quite popular now, and I've also gained a lot of attention because of my role as Karen."

Look…

Amanda pointed to the media van outside: "The company temporarily assigned me a media van and driver to facilitate my activities and film promotion."

Seeing that Amanda and Cao Kun were chatting warmly and had a close relationship, the surrounding shopkeepers gathered together again.

"Who's that? Another beautiful woman, so pretty."

"I know her, I think her name is Amanda. Her movie is really popular lately, and my Jenny loves it."

"So, yet another celebrity?"

"What's wrong with Cao? Why is she suddenly getting so close to so many celebrities?"

No one answered this question because no one knew the answer.

"Cao seems different now; he's no longer the Cao we remember."

One person remarked with considerable emotion.

Cao Kun noticed the group of people huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, but he paid them no heed.

A few ordinary shopkeepers can say whatever they want; there's nothing we can do about it.

If the gap between the two sides is large enough, they will naturally stop gossiping.

They couldn't even feel envy or jealousy.

At most, it's just envy.

"Master Cao, your predictions were incredibly accurate, exactly as you said. Many people have been asking about you lately, and I've done a lot of publicity for you."

Amanda's face was beaming with joy, a genuine happiness from the bottom of her heart.

Cao Kun laughed and said, "In that case, I should thank you."

Amanda: "Thank you, no need. I have something else I need to ask you."

Cao Kun: "What is it?"