I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 515 - 427: Spirit_2

"This is the place, right?"

Yun Bing nodded. "Yes, this is it. I’ve been here before."

Yun Bing’s presence certainly saved Xia Liang a lot of trouble. She drove the police car all the way here without any obstructions. Even the community security guards saw the vehicle and didn’t dare to approach with questions. They just opened the gate wide and gave her a polite salute.

"This is it. Chen Jianhua, the restaurant magnate. He was ranked seventh on Qingyun City’s wealth list last year. He’s a major taxpayer in the city and also an antique collector."

True to her role as a Protector, Yun Bing’s information was comprehensive. She knew almost every influential figure in the city.

"Chen Jianhua likes collecting antiques, too?"

Yun Bing nodded. Xia Liang found it odd. He should have been a down-to-earth businessman. How did he get mixed up with these unclean things? So strange.

Right now, Chen Jianhua sat alone in his bedroom, smoking one cigarette after another. His mind was clear. Since trouble had found him, there was no escaping it. He had already arranged for his wife and their newborn daughter, only half a month old, to be sent abroad. He had also dismissed all the household servants. Now, he was the only person left in the entire villa, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

He had mentally prepared himself for the worst: either he would destroy the evil spirit today, or it would destroy him.

After stubbing out his cigarette, Chen Jianhua immediately took out the Thunder Purple Lightning Talisman. He carefully unwrapped it and, following Xia Liang’s instructions, stuck the talismans to the windows and the bedroom door.

Perhaps he had no idea that this talisman was defensive. Its offensive power was limited, especially against a Spiritual Body.

It must be known that not everyone can perceive a Spiritual Body. For the most part, only people with a special constitution or destiny can see them. Moreover, Spiritual Bodies capable of harming people were rare.

After the talismans were in place, the lights in the villa began to flicker. A cold wind swept through, and from the kitchen came the faint sound of dripping water.

DRIP. DRIP.

Time ticked by, second by second. The clock on the wall echoed through the silence.

TICK. TOCK. TICK. TOCK.

Chen Jianhua swallowed hard, his face pale. His entire body trembled, and large beads of sweat slid down his face.

"Come on out if you have the guts! This Master isn’t afraid of you! At worst, I’ll just perish along with you today!"

Chen Jianhua mustered all his courage to roar, but deep down, he was terrified out of his wits. The moment the words left his mouth, he distinctly heard the door...

CREAK...

...swing open. This unprecedented fear assaulted his nerves. In such an extreme environment, a person could be scared to death. The temperature in the room plummeted instantly. At that moment, Chen Jianhua was like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha."

Just then, a dark shadow flashed outside the bedroom, moving too quickly to identify. The very air seemed to coagulate.

"HEHEHE!"

"HEHE!"

Suddenly, a mournful laugh echoed from the end of the corridor, reverberating throughout the villa.

"Thanks to you, I’m finally out! HAHAHA! Those damned Taoist priests imprisoned me in that Guanyin Giving Sons Painting for three hundred years! I’m finally free! I’m so hungry...!"

"HEHEHE..."

Hearing this, the hair on Chen Jianhua’s body stood on end, and a look of utter despair crossed his face. It was all his fault for being too greedy.

A month ago, he had bought a Guanyin Giving Sons Painting from an antique trafficker, Second Master Qin, for a little over ten Yuan. He had hoped his wife would give him a son, but the result was that his wife gave birth to a daughter half a month ago. In a fit of rage, Chen Jianhua tore the painting to shreds. That single act had released the evil spirit imprisoned within the painting’s Jade Purifying Bottle. So much for ’do no evil and fear no ghosts knocking at your door.’ What a load of bullshit.

But it was too late for regrets.

Fortunately, the Thunder Purple Lightning Talisman suddenly activated. Blue electrical currents crackled across its surface.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE! SIZZLE!

The villa was no longer quiet. A series of heavy footsteps began to echo from the hallway.

BANG...

BANG...

After half a minute, the footsteps suddenly stopped. A very eerie voice called out.

"Come out!"

"I’m waiting for you here! Come on, come on!"

The cry was laced with an irresistible temptation, enough to make one’s blood run cold.

Chen Jianhua’s breathing grew ragged, his mind becoming a blur as hallucinations flickered before his eyes.

"No! Let me go! I don’t want to! Let me go!"

At first, he was only muttering nonsense, but then he gradually lost sensation in his body. A powerful summoning force was compelling him to walk out of the room.

"No! Don’t! Stop! I have no grudge against you! Why are you trying to harm me?"

As his words faded, the calls from outside the room suddenly ceased. Chen Jianhua held his breath, able to hear his own heart pounding in his chest.

THUD. THUD. THUD.

It was quiet. A dead silence fell all around.

A glance around the villa revealed nothing out of the ordinary. Chen Jianhua instinctively snatched the vase from the table, clutched it tightly, and stumbled forward a few steps.

WHOOSH!

Before he could react, a red-robed Spiritual Body with a green face and sharp fangs stood ramrod straight in front of him. She was tall and slender with a pale face, radiating a bone-chilling horror.

"Why are you trying to harm me?"

"Hehehe, you are my offering."

The female spirit revealed a sharp chin and a wicked smile. Just as she reached her hand into the bedroom...

The Thunder Purple Lightning Talisman on the doorframe immediately erupted in a blinding flash of light.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE! BANG!

A crisp sound rang out as the Spiritual Body hastily retracted her arm. Although the contact had been brief, her arm was now severely burned by the talisman, wisps of green smoke rising from the wound.

"This damned talisman! Hmph!"

The female spirit seethed with rage. She hesitated, then began to pace back and forth in front of the bedroom door.

She was waiting, waiting for an opportunity. Now, she didn’t dare to charge in recklessly. But how could she give up on the meal right in front of her? She knew perfectly well that after being imprisoned in the Jade Purifying Bottle for three hundred years, her Spiritual Body was extremely weak and couldn’t withstand another such blow. If she tried to force her way through the talisman’s barrier now, her Spiritual Body would probably be destroyed beyond recovery.

"Come on out!"

"Hurry up and come out!"

Chen Jianhua was scared half to death and refused to take a single step out of the room. Just then, Xia Liang and Yun Bing arrived. He kicked the main door open, shattering the tense atmosphere inside.

The Spiritual Body had been waiting, but the one who arrived was Xia Liang, the very person who had come to deal with her. She looked down at him from the upper floor, her expression disdainful, clearly underestimating him.

Their gazes met, but both remained perfectly calm. They were sizing each other up. The hallway was too narrow, which was disadvantageous for an attack. Xia Liang shifted slightly to his left, planning to lure the Spiritual Body down so he could deal with her in the main hall.

Taking advantage of the female spirit’s hesitation, he began to circulate Spiritual Power in his hands.

"Don’t move!" Xia Liang thrust out an arm, shielding Yun Bing behind him.

"Is that a ghost?"

"It’s called a Spiritual Body. Don’t get any closer. Be careful!"

Yun Bing didn’t feel any fear. On the contrary, she was excited. She had seen countless dead bodies, but this was her first time seeing a Spiritual Body.