The nephew tossed the rooster to his wife and quickly picked up the rope he had prepared on the ground, dipping it into the chicken's blood.
"Stop the nonsense! We haven't eaten chicken in ages. I only want the blood. You take the chicken and clean it up. We'll eat it when I get back!"
After he finished speaking, his preparations were complete. He ran out of the yard amidst his wife's furious curses.
Even when he reached the street, his wife's voice had not stopped.
"Eat my ass! My damn rooster!"
"You ungrateful wretch!"
"If you leave, don't ever come back!"
The nephew had no time to run back and argue with her further. His hands were covered in blood, and he ran wildly with the rope.
"I've got the stuff, quickly get the master to take it." He ran, panting, not even realizing he had chicken blood on his hands. He directly grabbed Song Zhi's arm.
Song Zhi recoiled in disgust, took the rope, and yelled up at Ning Wei on the roof, "Ning Wei, the stuff is here!"
"I'll get it!" Li Ye held Ning Wei's arm. He had no strength left, but he still had some skills.
Since Ning Wei had already planned everything that followed, he would help her.
Following Ning Wei's plan, as soon as Li Ye got the rope, the two began their operation.
With the tools, their work became much easier, and with Li Ye as a helper, they were even more formidable.
The two of them jumped from the roof onto the table. Li Ye leaped from the table behind the reanimated corpse and directly wrapped the rope around its neck.
Although the reanimated corpse was strong, Li Ye could still control it for a while.
This short period was enough for Ning Wei to act.
He held the rope with one hand. Ning Wei was human and couldn't be infected by the corpse's poison, or the toxin would cause him great discomfort for a long time.
Li Ye was not human, so he was not afraid of the poison from the corpse.
He wound the rope around his hand several times, then used his free hand to hold the corpse's mouth.
The corpse was forced to pout, looking somewhat cute.
Ning Wei seized the opportunity to smear fresh blood onto the red thread. The once light thread, like a worm, crawled down the corpse's mouth.
The corpse struggled desperately, but the red thread moved further down.
Its neck suddenly bulged, as if an inflated balloon had been placed inside.
Ning Wei bit his finger and quickly drew a few lines on the corpse's neck. Finally, he gave a sharp jab and pulled out the red thread.
There was a black, gooey substance on the red thread. After it was pulled out, the corpse's neck returned to normal.
"You can let go now." Ning Wei saw the veins bulging on Li Ye's hand, indicating how hard he was trying to hold on.
Li Ye released the rope, coiling it a few times in his hand.
Without that breath of life, the corpse crashed to the ground with a thud.
Ning Wei was about to tell the people outside to open the door when the door suddenly swung open, accompanied by the sound of bells.
A person in a robe, with a beard, and appearing to be middle-aged, walked in.
"It seems I'm a step late; you've already resolved it." The person said as they approached.
Ning Wei didn't know his identity and stood beside Li Ye.
Suddenly, Song Zhi squeezed in and whispered to Ning Wei, "This is the only ghost catcher master in town. Uncle Meng specifically invited him."
The master squatted down and examined the corpse for a long time, then scrutinized Ning Wei. "You dealt with this corpse?"
He had initially thought the credit belonged to the young man, but upon seeing the blood on the corpse's neck and Ning Wei's finger oozing blood, he began to take the young woman seriously.
"Where did you learn this skill?" The master looked at Ning Wei with deep curiosity.
In this profession, women were rare, making Ning Wei a unique presence.
"A dilapidated Taoist temple; it's not worth mentioning."
"For a woman to achieve this level, your courage is commendable." He spoke like an elder.
Ning Wei's expression grew impatient. She was not someone who would stand still and listen to people talk.
So, as the master was about to continue, Ning Wei had already decided to leave with her teammates.
"Thank you for the meal tonight. Could you possibly arrange accommodation for us? We'd like to stay for a few days."
Ning Wei had helped the townsfolk greatly, so Meng Shu would naturally not refuse.
"Of course." Meng Shu agreed immediately.
The master, feeling ignored, looked extremely displeased. He shook his arm and left without looking back.
Seeing him leave, Meng Shu could only cup his hands to Ning Wei and then chase after him.
Although he was late this time, there might be times in the future when he would be needed, so he couldn't afford to offend him for now.
Ning Wei and her group sat down, waiting for Meng Shu to return and make arrangements.
The nephew had already started cleaning up the yard with his men. The first thing they did was carefully place the corpse back into the coffin.
"Master, this corpse won't reanimate again, will it?" The nephew asked, still uneasy, wanting confirmation from Ning Wei.
Ning Wei nodded. "I've drawn out his vital energy, so he won't rise again. When do you plan to bury him?"
Ning Wei's skills meant she would be respected wherever she went.
Therefore, the nephew treated her with great deference. Hearing Ning Wei's question, he quickly replied, "Our custom is to keep the body for a week. If the weather is too hot, it's three days."
The weather was still good, so they would definitely keep the body for a week.
"And today is the fourth day."
"I recall you mentioned he has no descendants, and everything here belongs to you. Could we possibly stay here for a few days?"
The guide cat reappeared. This place must have something unusual about it. Since there were several rooms available, they could stay anywhere. It would be more convenient for their investigation to stay here.
The master had spoken, so the nephew would certainly not refuse. If something were to happen in the future, they might be able to seek his help.
It wasn't that he was overthinking; it was because the master in town had a terrible temper, and no one wanted to invite him unless absolutely necessary.
Ning Wei was different. From the moment the corpse reanimated, she had intervened. She was a master with a true sense of responsibility!
"It is our honor that the master is willing to stay here. I will call my wife over immediately to clean a room!"
"No need. We can clean it ourselves. Just tell us which rooms are available for us to stay in."
The nephew surveyed the house. Apart from his uncle's room, they could stay in any of the others.
Ning Wei did not expose his selfish intentions, and besides, Ning Wei's teammates did not want to stay in the room of a dead person.
"Then you take your time cleaning. When Uncle Meng returns, please tell him that we have decided to stay here and do not need him to make further arrangements."