"Demonic energy?"
Seeing Daoist Yimei speak with a serious expression, Li Yuanyuan's face showed more confusion.
She hadn't offended anyone, nor had she killed any animals recently. How could she have contracted such a thing?
"Then, Daoist, how can I get rid of this thing? I haven't slept well for days, and my mental state has been poor lately."
Li Yuanyuan spoke with a sincere tone.
"This kind of evil, it wouldn't follow you for no reason. Think carefully, have you offended anyone recently?"
Daoist Yimei's gaze swept towards the small courtyard.
To be honest, he wouldn't even bother with such a trivial matter usually.
It was too insignificant; a flick of his hand would usually dispel it.
However, since it had already appeared and his disciple was watching, Daoist Yimei decided to calm himself and investigate the matter thoroughly.
Li Yuanyuan thought back carefully.
"Master, I haven't left the house much recently. The only thing I can think of is that I worked as a translator for a foreigner once. In the end, that guy refused to pay and even tried to take advantage of me. What a scoundrel."
"Fortunately, there were soldiers patrolling nearby, otherwise..."
A hint of anger flickered across Li Yuanyuan's face as she spoke.
Being taken advantage of was one thing, but he wanted to escalate things.
"Boss, I finally understand why Master Jin gave that guy a death jade. It turns out he really is a scoundrel,"
Fatty muttered from the side.
"Foreigner?"
Daoist Yimei had lived in the mountains for too long and was unaware of many things.
"Since that's the case, why don't we go and take a look? Do you know where he lives?"
Daoist Yimei said calmly. He had looked around and found no demonic entity here, only a wisp of demonic energy.
This meant that Li Yuanyuan had merely been tainted by demonic energy.
At most, she would have nightmares and be frightened.
Li Yuanyuan nodded and looked around.
"Then, Master, aren't we going to look at my place?"
Her tone held a hint of disappointment.
"The one who tied the bell must untie it. Such matters must be addressed at the source. These are minor issues."
Daoist Yimei exuded an air of authority, especially in front of the young beauty, maintaining his lofty status as a Celestial Master.
"Boss, what do we do? He's starting to show off."
Fatty grumbled.
Zhang Tian waved his hand.
"I'd like to see just how badly you guys wronged him."
Zhang Tian was filled with curiosity.
Just how strong was this Fatty's luck, to have managed to swindle a foreigner to his death?
Fatty scratched his head.
"Boss, when I took it out, it looked like Guanyin's jade pendant. Who knew it would turn into a weasel when it came out?"
Fatty was also somewhat dejected.
Hu Bayi remained silent, but he had already secretly resolved that he would never let Fatty handle things when they went tomb raiding again.
Perhaps they themselves would be the next to be tricked.
The group followed Li Yuanyuan towards the foreigner's residence.
That foreigner was quite extravagant, renting a high-class inn in Beili.
However, it was a pity that there were no customers in the inn at the moment.
Several golden talismans were pasted on the door.
"Truly trash. Even the talismans like this, this Celestial Master disdains to look at them."
Daoist Yimei glanced at the talismans on the inn's door, his face showing disdain.
He could spit out something stronger than these.
"These are Golden Light Talismans, the lowest grade, only effective against minor malevolent spirits,"
Zhang Tian said casually. Hu Bayi and the others nodded.
Li Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Tian with surprise.
She hadn't expected Zhang Tian to know so much. Moreover, judging by his appearance, Zhang Tian was undoubtedly handsome, with a good physique and demeanor, which instantly attracted her.
In those times, people didn't know what "little fresh meat" was.
When choosing a partner, they would definitely opt for someone either talented or strong, someone who could support a family.
"Yes, as expected of my most outstanding disciple. You know how to solve problems for your master."
"Indeed, this thing has little effect. Furthermore, as I observe, this inn is quite large and convenient for me to make connections."
Daoist Yimei said, a smile on his face.
He could already see his first fortune.
Then, Daoist Yimei walked at the forefront, with the others following behind.
They arrived at the inn.
A man in branded clothing, with a bitter expression, walked out.
Ever since the haunting incident a few days ago, the inn's business had plummeted even further.
His inn was located in the heart of Beili, and the revenue it generated was unimaginable.
The highest accommodation fee per night could reach thousands of yuan.
Now, his only cash cow was about to collapse, how could he not be distressed?
"Sorry, we are not accepting guests recently."
Upon seeing people enter, the boss sighed and waved his hand, refusing to accept guests.
"Yin and Yang are intertwined, humans and demons are confused, and when people and demons collide, their luck is disrupted. Little brother, your inn has been afflicted by evil."
Suddenly, Daoist Yimei spoke.
He stood at the front, his face filled with confidence.
The boss looked up at Daoist Yimei.
He naturally knew, otherwise, he wouldn't have pasted so many talismans on the door, but they were useless.
"Who are you?"
He looked at Daoist Yimei. Although he didn't understand what he was saying, his equipment was certainly comprehensive.
"I am the sixty-sixth generation, direct disciple of the Taoist sect of Maoshan, the Maoshan Sect, the most..."
"Stop, boss, do you recognize me?"
Seeing Daoist Yimei about to put on another act, Zhang Tian quickly interrupted him.
If he continued, it would be too late.
"You are, Little Master Zhang?"
Seeing Zhang Tian, the boss's eyes lit up. Although Zhang Tian's reputation wasn't as great as that of other families, anyone with discerning eyes would know.
"This is my... Master. He can help you get rid of evil. As you know, our antique shop inevitably encounters evil objects, so it's very important to have a relationship with a professional Taoist."
Zhang Tian said, subtly reminding the boss.
The boss glanced at Daoist Yimei, hesitating.
"Little Master Zhang, I know we are all businessmen. You coming here is certainly not for free."
"How about this, name your price."
Having been in the business world for many years, how could the boss not understand the rules?
Zhang Tian nodded, he liked talking to smart people.
"Five hundred thousand."
Zhang Tian said slowly.
Five hundred thousand could build an inn.
However, given this inn's reputation and location, Zhang Tian was confident the boss wouldn't move.
The boss gritted his teeth.
"If it can be resolved, what is five hundred thousand?"
After he spoke, Zhang Tian nodded.
"Alright, you can come and watch."
Zhang Tian said, and the boss's eyes widened.
After all, outsiders were not allowed to watch Taoist priests perform rituals. He hadn't expected Zhang Tian to allow him to follow.
What did this mean?
For a moment, the boss was somewhat excited.
Zhang Tian did this intentionally. For his group to make stable profits, they had to focus on construction and exorcism.
When tomb raiding, most of the cultural relics were donated, and the profits weren't much.
Therefore, Zhang Tian wanted to use the boss to build his reputation.
Daoist Yimei remained silent, but inwardly he was ecstatic. His first fortune was coming soon. They arrived at a door.
In front of this large door, a red pattern resembling a weasel's head appeared.
There was a faint smell of blood on the pattern.
The pattern was drawn vividly and lifelike.
It seemed to have been drawn with blood.
"Weasel?"
Suddenly, Daoist Yimei had a bad premonition.
This weasel head, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.