Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

Knowing she didn't have any special abilities, Ji Chaoxi followed Xie Qingyan and the others again.

She then discovered that Xie Qingyan was burning paper money by the roadside, and the man was burning it with him.

Her eyes lit up, and she quickly floated over.

They burned a little bit and she absorbed it, so the other ghosts didn't dare to come over. This time, she finally absorbed enough.

The paper money that had just been lit turned to ashes in the next second, and soon the stack of paper money in Xie Qingyan's hand was all burned.

The man asked cautiously, "Taoist priest, why is this paper money burning so fast?"

He had a bad feeling.

Xie Qingyan paused for a moment, then changed the direction of the burner, and Ji Chaoxi followed eagerly.

Xie Qingyan burned it while inhaling the smoke.

Xie Qingyan: ...

The man didn't dare look at the pile of ashes on the ground. He breathed softly and tried his best to minimize his presence.

The wandering ghosts hiding not far away all glared angrily at Ji Chaoxi.

"That idiot is so selfish, she sucked all of it away."

"Oh my god, she sucked it all up, what about the other ghosts? Will they even have anything to eat?"

"Ghosts are really hungry..."

For wandering ghosts like them, with no relatives to burn paper money for them or offer incense, they can only absorb the blessings of those on the road.

They often go hungry one day and eat a full meal the next.

When Ji Chaoxi saw Xie Qingyan trying to collect the pile of paper money on the ground, she immediately panicked, blew on it, and the paper money scattered all over the ground.

Xie Qingyan stared silently at the pile of paper money on the ground, lost in thought.

"Burn some more," Ji Chaoxi said, looking at him expectantly.

The man was terrified by the paper money on the ground. He squatted on the ground, trembling, and kept muttering, "Don't look for me, my flesh doesn't taste good."

Xie Qingyan glanced at him, then burned all the remaining paper money on the ground. Ji Chaoxi was finally full.

Then she went with them to the Apple Garden.

When the two men and the ghost arrived at the Ringo Garden, Zhao the wealthy man was peeking out. When he saw Xie Qingyan, his eyes lit up.

"Master Xie, you've finally arrived."

Xie Qingyan nodded to him: "Patriarch Zhao."

With a worried look on his face, Zhao the wealthy man led Xie Qingyan to the crabapple garden, where the fruit was, just as the man had described, a deep, almost purple red.

Xie Qingyan held the fruit and examined it carefully, while Ji Chaoxi squeezed in to observe it as well.

"I previously hired a sorceress named Wang. She built a shed at the entrance and told me to pour a basin of rooster blood under the tree every day, saying that this would appease the female ghost's resentment," Zhao sighed.

But this was of no use at all; the fruit became increasingly purple and smelled increasingly foul.

He has already caught all the roosters in the village, and the roosters in several nearby villages are also gone. The hens in the village are so angry that they peck at him whenever they see him.

Ji Chaoxi saw incense being burned in the corner and immediately went over to it.

Just as she was about to take a drag, Xie Qingyan suddenly spoke up: "Patriarch Zhao, who is this incense in the corner for?"

Zhao, the wealthy man, frowned deeply: "It was Granny Wang who asked me to prepare it, saying it could ward off evil spirits."

Xie Qingyan approached the incense sticks, and Ji Chaoxi also looked on with a serious expression.

"Master Zhao, this incense isn't for warding off evil spirits, it's for attracting ghosts," Xie Qingyan said in a somber tone.

Zhao the landlord's eyes widened, and he took two steps back in fright.

Ji Chaoxi accepted it well: "No wonder it attracted me here, this incense looks very expensive."

Xie Qingyan looked at Zhao the wealthy man: "Moreover, this incense is not only used to attract ghosts, but also to attract fierce ghosts. If ordinary wandering ghosts inhale this incense, their souls will be scattered, and then only fierce ghosts will remain in your crabapple garden."

Zhao Dahu and Ji Chaoxi were both frightened.

"How could that old hag Wang be so wicked!" Ji Chaoxi and Zhao Dahu exclaimed in unison.

What if she just inhaled it?

Master Zhao's hands trembled uncontrollably: "Thank you, Daoist Master, what should we do now?"

"Master Zhao, where is Granny Wang now?" Xie Qingyan asked.

Zhao, the wealthy man, looked at him with a pale face: "Wang the sorceress said she's going out to exorcise ghosts for a few days, and we don't know when she'll be back."

Xie Qingyan nodded: "Patriarch Zhao, we'll have to wait for Granny Wang to return, but please don't light this incense anymore."

Zhao, the wealthy man, quickly nodded.

"Master Xie, why don't you stay with me for the next few days? I can tell you anything right away, okay?"

"Then I'll have to trouble Patriarch Zhao."

"No trouble at all."

The courtyard where Zhao, the wealthy man, gave Xie Qingyan was right next to his.

If something really happens tonight, he can just yell for Master Xie to come and save him.

As darkness fell, Ji Chaoxi felt the ghostly aura around her intensify.

Xie Qingyan was sitting at the table drawing talismans, while Ji Chaoxi leaned over the table, watching intently: "Is this for killing ghosts?"

She couldn't understand the words on the talisman.

Seeing Xie Qingyan intently drawing talismans with his head down, Ji Chaoxi gently blew a breath, and the talisman paper immediately fell to the ground.

Xie Qingyan's expression remained unchanged as he bent down to pick it up. Ji Chaoxi stood beside him and blew on it again, forcing Xie Qingyan to take a few steps forward.

Ji Chaoxi couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the talisman finally stopped.

Xie Qingyan picked up the talisman paper from the ground, finished drawing the rest, got up and went outside, then lit the talisman paper on fire.

Ji Chaoxi smelled a wisp of wish power. She looked at it hesitantly from the side, wondering if it was edible.

It smells edible, but it's a Taoist product.

Ji Chaoxi still took the drug. If she really died, it would be considered that she died at Xie Qingyan's hands.

She inhaled the talisman and was surprised to find that not only was she not injured, but she also felt a strong sense of fullness.

"Xie Qingyan, you are truly a good Taoist priest."

Ji Chaoxi couldn't help but praise.

During the day, he would burn paper money for wandering ghosts on the mountain, even though they would all eat it.

He's burning offerings for wandering ghosts again. How kind of Taoist priest is he?

Xie Qingyan calmly stood up and went into the room.

He even closed the door.

Ji Chaoxi glanced back curiously, but still didn't go over.

When she finally finished inhaling, she tried to float inside, but suddenly found the room locked.

Ji Chaoxi panicked. What happened? Wasn't she able to get in just now?

She frantically drifted around outside, when suddenly a cold wind rose in the air, the leaves on the trees began to sway wildly, and a sound that was neither crying nor sobbing echoed in the courtyard.

When Zhao the landlord saw the tree shaking wildly outside the window, his heart tightened, and he quickly closed the window and went to bed.

Once he's asleep, he's not afraid of anything.

Ji Chaoxi tried to blow the paper off the door, but she couldn't.

Suddenly, a helpless voice came from inside the room.

"Young lady, this humble Taoist priest is about to take a bath."

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Ji Chaoxi stammered, "Are you calling for a person or a ghost?"

Xie Qingyan's cold voice came from inside: "Miss, besides you, there shouldn't be any other ghosts in the courtyard."

"Okay, okay." Ji Chaoxi nodded honestly. "Then go take a shower, I won't bother you anymore."