Raising Ghosts for Mischief (2)

alent to the governor of a province in the human world. He holds the rank of Duke, comparable to the three Dukes and nine ministers in terms of status, referred to as Mingling Gong.The City God of a p...The evil force crashed forward, but the spirit instinctively defended itself. The translucent black shadow, as if sensing the threat, actually withdrew its attack and crawled backward off of Young Master Lin's body, slowly retreating out the door. It glared at us both with unwillingness before disappearing.

My brother chased to the door, seeing the black shadow dart away and vanish at the end of the corridor, far from us.

"This thing is creepy... It's pretty smart," my brother said grumpily as he came back. "Looks like we're going to have to raid Dad's collection in the warehouse, or we won't be able to handle these 'little bitches.'"

The little ghost clerk whispered, "This kind of thing is made when a living person exchanges their own bad deeds for longevity with the underworld. So we just turn a blind eye. Generally speaking, these little ghosts' masters don't end well. We are happy to see cause and effect cycle, and we don't bother with them."

I don't quite understand the rules of the underworld, but I did understand what the little ghost said—this must be someone's pet ghost, right This kind of act that harms one's Yin and reduces their lifespan, will the underworld even care

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Miss Lin lay on the sofa with her eyes closed. Fang, her assistant, anxiously dialed 120. The room was a bit messy, but our actions just now were secretly witnessed by Boss Zhong.

He brushed up beside me and suddenly shivered—the imp was still around.

I nodded slightly to the little demons, and after they bowed deeply they vanished. Boss Zhong rubbed his arms and asked, "Young Master Mu, Miss Qiao, were you... exorcising ghosts just now"

More than just exorcism Exorcising a high-IQ ghost would be quite the challenge.

Mr. Zhong whispered to me, "If you can cure Young Master Lin, don't talk about the seven-figure fee, no matter how much you ask for, it's yours. His background is not ordinary..."

He winked at us both, that sly look on his face seemed to say: Don't say Uncle isn't loyal, you see, such a good opportunity, I reminded you!

We have no interest in climbing the social ladder, but when we see ghosts harming people, we can't just stand by and do nothing.

I walked over to check on Miss Lin, who was lying on the sofa. Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and there was a black aura between her eyebrows.

I learned from my mother and her family's methods, using what was readily available. I took a lump of soft rice from the rice bowl and prepared to press it between his brows.

"What do you want to do!" Lin Gongzi's bodyguard roared.

Boss Zhong immediately pulled Assistant Fang aside and whispered a bunch of things, nothing but boasting about how amazing I and my brother are and how good we are.

Fang's assistant looked embarrassed and said, "What if we hurt Master Lin!"

"Have you ever seen someone hurt by a clump of rice!" My brother blurted out, "This is helping him! Otherwise, he'll be waiting in the ICU!"

Fang's assistant hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright... then be careful..."

I rolled my eyes. What kind of important person was this Master Lin, that a single bowl of rice could make everyone around him so tense

I knelt half on the sofa, gently rubbing the rice ball on his brow, my other hand secretly reciting incantations. These spells I learned and used along the way, I don't know how effective they are, but luckily the dark energy between his brows gradually dissipated.

My brother stood there with his arms crossed, bragging: "You guys just don't believe in the things our ancestors left behind."

Fang Zhu assistant saw with his own eyes how Lin Gongzi's expression changed from furrowed brows to gradually peaceful, and immediately nodded and bowed to my brother, saying: "Yes, yes, you two are so young, you are indeed high people! I was just thinking about inviting Master Lu and Mr. Qi to take a look..."

I looked up at the assistant and said, "Go find a medical syringe and give him some of the Ten-Complete Tonic. Boss Zhong just ordered this soup and hasn't opened it yet."

Mr. Lin was helped up by the bodyguard. I held half a bowl of soup and slowly fed him with a syringe. He had just been drained of his energy by that ghost, so this tonic would warm him up and replenish his blood.

His complexion was getting better and better. Fang, the assistant, was so excited that he spun around us in circles, thanking us incessantly. I was just about to raise my head to tell him to stop making a fuss when my wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone—

"Ouch!" The soup spilled from my hand, splashing all over me.

Young Master Lin actually opened his eyes and stared at me with suspicion — did he think I was trying to harm him

"Damn it! What are you doing, let go of my sister!" My brother rushed forward to kick him, but Lin Gongzi's bodyguard stopped him.

Fang Assistant and Boss Zhong hurried to act as mediators. This Master Lin actually held onto my pulse point tightly, his eyes cold and staring at me intently, until he heard Fang Assistant's explanation before letting go of my hand.

“That was rude.” he said coldly.

What kind of person is this! Not even a thank you, and that expression as if I owe him money!

I stood up, displeased, and rubbed my wrist. "It was we who were impolite, Master Lin. You are delicate and precious. We shouldn't have interfered so casually. You should go to the hospital and lie down for ten or half a month."

My brother pushed aside Mr. Lin's bodyguard and reached out to pull me to his side, asking, "Xiao Qiao, did you burn your hand"

I was sullen, my kindness mistaken for indifference. To top it off, my hands were burned, and my clothes were splashed with hot soup.

"Master Lin, these two distinguished nephews of mine—"

"Who are you, my nephew Don't try to make connections with me!" I shouted rudely.

Mr. Zhong gave an embarrassed smile and continued to say to Young Master Lin, "These two young heroes are extraordinary. Last time, they helped me resolve a major crisis..."

Lin Gongzi asked heavily, “Was it you who did something about that land”

"Right, right, right. Master Lin must have heard of them. These two are rare masters, and they are particularly righteous, kind, down-to-earth, and compassionate. They are simply a breath of fresh air in this line of work! When you suddenly fainted and fell in just now, the two of them bravely came to your rescue. You see, now that you're feeling much better"

Mr. Zhong's bragging made both me and my brother feel embarrassed. We're just the rookies in this circle, what do you have to say about that!

With Mr. Zhong's boasting and appeasement, the delicate young Master Lin gradually shed his icy demeanor. He used a handkerchief to wipe the rice grain from his forehead, straightened his clothes, and sat up.

"Thank you both," he said with a nod.

Fang's assistant and Boss Zhong treated him like a god. He sat on the sofa, with the two of them standing on either side like loyal dogs, and bodyguards forming a half-circle behind him.

Look at him, what a noble young master! He doesn't seem like a wastrel at all. Instead, he commands things with a calm and collected expression.

“Tell the guests at the banquet that I’m unwell and apologize. Say I’ll treat them to dinner another time.” he told his assistant.

The Fang assistant scurried out, Zhong the boss smiling and making connections while ignoring us: "Young Master Lin personally handles everything, truly rare among the younger generation. How is old man doing"

My brother scoffed, "These second-generation kids are really uncultured. Our savior is right here, and they don't even say thank you. Xiao Qiao, let's go. Mr. Zhong, please don't invite us to dinner again in the future."

Boss Zhong awkwardly chased after us, apologizing. As I walked out the door, I glanced back and saw Young Master Lin's icy gaze fixed on me — me silently, a smug smile on her face as she pulled out some photos and placed them on the counter before turning and leaving with a wiggle of her hips.I put my phone away and picked up a photo at ra...