Exorcism in Los Angeles? Just talk it out!

Li Ang lazily basked in the sun, with a pot of lilies beside him. He sat in front of the paper craft shop with just the two of them.

When there's no business, he and the old man usually stay in the shop, scrolling through their phones, watching videos, and commenting on which of the legs passing by has no legs and which has longer legs.

I'll never work, I'll never work in my life. I don't know how to do business either, and business is tough for Amei here.

Therefore, Li Ang was destined to rely on exorcism to get by in this lifetime.

"Old man, what do you think? Should I go and get that million?"

Li Ang pointed to the website on his phone. He was referring to the No. 13 bus, which was ranked among the top five most talked-about urban legends.

Since taking the No. 13 "Death Bus" a few days ago, he felt that this mission didn't seem too dangerous, so Li Ang was somewhat tempted by the one million yuan bounty...

Based on the information he gathered from the priest, he summarized the rules of the No. 13 Death Bus into just a few.

1. You must get off the bus before dawn.

2. No matter how many evil spirits get on the bus, only one evil spirit can get off each time.

3. There is no limit to the number of people, whether they are getting on or off the bus.

4. The evil spirits on the bus, being on the No. 13 Death Bus, are not bound by their original rules and can attack the humans on the bus.

5. When you are in a car, evil spirits cannot attack each other.

Therefore, to sum up, the danger posed by car number 13, which was a near-death experience for others, was extremely low for Li Ang.

Li Zhanyuan, however, was utterly disdainful of Li Ang. "Hmph, you just barely survived the car accident, and now you're all high and mighty?"

"Do you know that evil spirits are most likely to ruin a person's luck, especially urban ghost stories and other such spirits? How do you know that their rules are eternally unchanging?"

Evil spirits, especially those in urban legends, do not follow static rules; they can change once stimulated.

Li Ang said helplessly, "What about next month's bank loan? I have several thousand yuan in bank loans to repay every month..."

Li Zhanyuan said, "Isn't there a bail of 10,000? We can just return it when the court session is over."

"Who knows when that will be..."

Li Ang rolled his eyes and sighed, "If only we could get a few more big orders."

Amy is an evil spirit that spreads throughout the country. In each city, the number of people who die from her each year is less than the number of people who die from shootings and car accidents combined...

Nourishes—

A car came to a smooth stop in front of Li Ang's shop, and a middle-aged man in a suit got out.

"Mr. Leon, I wonder if you still remember me?"

Upon seeing this, Li Ang exclaimed, "You're... Senator Smith's butler?"

He had seen this person before, but he hadn't noticed the butler's name.

The middle-aged man nodded, his face grave. "That's right. Please come with me immediately, sir. I need your help with something..."

Li Ang paused for a moment, "Could it be that Congressman Smith's house is haunted again?"

The middle-aged man nodded solemnly and began to explain to Li Ang, "This is what happened: the councilor was giving a speech and campaigning for votes when he suddenly fainted..."

"But when he was taken to the hospital, the senator remained unconscious. The doctors tried various methods of examination but couldn't find anything wrong, so we suspect..."

Li Ang asked, "Is it an evil spirit?"

The white butler nodded. "At first, I also didn't think it was an evil spirit. After all, I've never heard of an evil spirit appearing during the day, but the senator has been in a coma for several days..."

Li Ang looked at Li Zhanyuan with a puzzled expression, seeking an answer. "It doesn't make sense. Evil spirits can't be tamed. It's already quite good if you can control one, how could you control two? And even more powerful than the last one..."

"Old man, what do you think?"

Li Zhanyuan stroked his beard. "How can I tell? I haven't seen it with my own eyes. How can I be sure what kind it is? Could it be a cursed spirit?"

A cursed spirit is an evil spirit born from a curse.

For example, some evil wizards have secretly controlled others, causing a kind-hearted person to lose their family and home, filling her heart with boundless resentment, and ultimately helping her in the end.

Unaware of the truth, the girl willingly sacrificed her life for revenge, transforming into a cursed spirit to seek vengeance against her enemies, ultimately becoming a tool of a sorcerer.

The kinder a person is, the deeper the hatred they receive, and the deeper the cursed spirit they become after death.

"If it's a cursed spirit, that would be troublesome. We must avoid contact with them, or we won't have peace either..."

Li Ang said suspiciously, "Maybe it's a vengeful spirit? Has Councilor Smith ever harmed anyone? Maybe someone has become a vengeful spirit seeking revenge..."

Vengeful spirits, as the name suggests, are formed by the lingering obsessions of some people after death, which, by chance, become what are called vengeful ghosts in Eastern parlance. However, the conditions for their formation are extremely difficult.

"If it's a vengeful spirit... then we absolutely mustn't get involved..."

Li Zhanyuan glanced at the middle-aged butler with feigned indifference, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Mr. Smith killed them, so it's normal for them to come for revenge..."

The grandfather and grandson worked in perfect harmony, their message boiling down to two words: more money.

The butler immediately said awkwardly, "Mr. Smith did use some unscrupulous methods in order to run for Congress, but he absolutely did not harm anyone's life, I can assure you."

"Ordinary people have no contact with Mr. Smith, let alone become his enemy."

"As for enemies, they're his rivals..."

Seeing that the butler was so clueless, not understanding their meaning even after they'd explained it so clearly, Li Zhanyuan couldn't hold back any longer and said directly, "Just tell me how much money you're paying this time?"

The white man didn't understand subtlety and tact, and only then did the butler realize what was going on. He simply held up one finger and said, "You mean the payment? No problem, how about this amount?"

"Ten thousand? That's like giving money to a beggar. It should be at least one hundred thousand." Li Zhanyuan shook his head immediately. Last time it was ten thousand, but it was just an ordinary evil spirit, so it made sense. This time it was obviously much more difficult.

A tenfold increase isn't unreasonable, is it?

"One hundred thousand dollars? No problem." The middle-aged butler breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took out a check to write it down. "Mr. Smith's condition is not optimistic. As long as we can wake him up, one hundred thousand dollars is nothing..."

Before Li Ang could react, Li Zhanyuan swiftly took the check from the other party.

Unexpectedly, just as Li Zhanyuan was happily accepting the check, the middle-aged butler suddenly said something.

"I originally thought it would cost a million this time, but I didn't expect you to be so noble as to only accept one hundred thousand..."

Huh? One million? Li Zhanyuan stared blankly, immediately frozen in place, and even the check in his hand no longer seemed so appealing.

Li Ang glared at the old man, "Serves you right for talking nonsense and for taking money so readily. You've lost 900,000 now!"

At the same time, Li Ang rolled his eyes at the white butler. Who said white people were straightforward? They're cunning...