Prologue

After the black smoke completely dissipated, it was discovered that Boss Sun had already collapsed on the ground. The muscles on his face were trembling incessantly, and his features had transformed into that of a fox.

However, despite this, the two performers continued to foam at the mouth while finishing the performance of the great deity. Afterward, Boss Sun still wore a sly grin, laughing heartily at the great deity who was still twitching in his arms. The friend of the two performers first pulled the great deity off the bed, then wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, and with a mournful expression said to Boss Sun's uncle: "Boss, hard-earned money is not easy to come by, could you please give us a little reward"

Indeed, there were a few workers who wanted to stop Boss Sun, but unfortunately, they were blocked outside by Boss Sun's men. Just as it seemed these foxes were about to be completely burned, a thick black smoke erupted from the charred bodies of the foxes. In an instant, this black smoke enveloped the entire construction site.

Upon approaching and clearly seeing his appearance, one could be startled. This person's facial features were unusually protruding, resembling that of a fox. From the corners of his mouth, a liquid akin to ink would occasionally be sprayed out, and wherever the liquid splattered, it emitted a stench reminiscent of that of a rotting fish.

It is said to be a crash course, but in reality, it was just a matter of gathering a bunch of books and videos about spirit possession to watch. This included archival materials that were smuggled out of the information room before the polling bureau was disbanded. However, time was too tight, and Fatty Sun had little interest in the textual materials; he simply sat in front of the computer, watching videos about spirit possession all night long

After I settled down, Fatty Sun began his performance. This hefty fellow first struck the Wenwang drum for a while. To my surprise, in just one night, he managed to play it with such precision that it was almost identical to the drum rhythms I heard during my childhood when watching the shamanic dances. Even the members of the Sun family surrounding us nodded in approval.

"Don't talk to me about this!" Boss Sun shouted at the old foreman, "It's just a few dead foxes, and you all take it seriously. Move to another place—do you know how much I've spent just here? I've already spent six million just to fix the road to get in! And all this talk about fox spirits, if they really exist, why don't you call out one or half of one for me to see!"

When Jay Chou was mentioned, the crowd thought they hadn't heard clearly and didn't know which new master this person surnamed Zhou was. However, everyone heard Song Zi clearly, especially after the line about the spicy girl. Not to mention the relatives and friends of the Sun family behind us, even the usually composed Uncle Sun Liancheng couldn't sit still. The old man jumped up from his chair, trembling, and pointed at me and Sun Fatty, shouting loudly: "Beat them up!"

The moment I pulled out the fox, my other hand had already drawn the cursed sword from my waist and plunged it into the fox's heart, slicing downward in one motion. A whole mass of entrails spilled out, and the fox flailed its four limbs in the air, unable to resist. In the end, it let out a tragic cry, "Aow!"

Spicy ... ... spicy girl ... ... spicy '' ーー Sun Wukong, your grandfather!

Aside from a slight sense of fear, the onlookers did not feel anything unusual. They only heard a few screams suddenly emanating from Boss Sun's location, and no one knew what had happened. Fortunately, the black smoke came quickly and dissipated just as fast. After a brief moment, the black smoke vanished completely.

Finding a shaman locally to solve the problem has proven ineffective. In utter desperation, Sun Liancheng's relatives had no choice but to seek out experts in other provinces and cities who could perform shamanistic rituals. This convoluted path eventually led them to Monk Xiao, who even made a special trip to observe the situation of Boss Sun. However, the demands of the family were excessively stringent; apart from the shamanistic rituals, anything else was deemed feudal superstition. It could not be used to further harm the unfortunate Sun Liancheng. The family's requirements were excessively stringent; apart from the shamanistic rituals, anything else was deemed feudal superstition. It could not be used to further harm the unfortunate Sun Liancheng

When he spoke the last sentence, Sun Pangzi's confidence seemed somewhat lacking. Later, after the matter concluded, he informed me that his Tianyan ability was too weak, and he could only vaguely see a misty entity clinging to Boss Sun. In the end, he asked me if I had any assurance.

Everyone was stunned by Boss Sun's strange appearance, and no one dared to approach from a distance. In the end, it was Sun Liancheng's brother-in-law who took out 100,000 yuan on the spot, which finally persuaded a few brave individuals to carry Boss Sun, making the journey of several dozen miles to the local hospital.

Upon seeing that I had connected, Fatty Sun continued to weave the tale: "Five requests for the Song clan's melody..."

It was still Boss Sun's uncle who personally brought me and Fatty Sun to Sun Liancheng's room. Upon entering, I immediately saw a large fox lying on the man who was sprawled on the bed. When the fox noticed me and Fatty Sun entering, it curled its lips into a smirk, displaying a rather disdainful expression.

However, in an instant, the fox's expression changed. Its eyes fixed unblinkingly on my slightly bulging waist, where two short swords named 'Sin' and 'Punishment' were sheathed. I had obtained these from Wu Rendi's greatest rival. Although I had not used them many times, the fox clearly displayed its fear of these two short swords. ... Knowing that you have something to fear makes things easier ... I had obtained these from Wu Rendi's greatest rival. Although I had not used them many times, the fox clearly displayed its fear of these two short swords. ... Knowing that you have something to fear makes things easier ...

This sound was not only heard by me and Sun Pangzi, but even the members of the Sun family who had rushed to the front could hear it clearly. The few people at the very front were so frightened that they sat down on the ground, and then everyone saw a dead fox appear in my hand

In the eyes of the local people, apart from shamanistic practices and Einstein, everything else is considered feudal superstition. Since Einstein's theories are no longer effective, it is time to invite the shaman into the home

As the situation was about to spiral out of control, the eldest member of the opposing side, Uncle Sun Liancheng, spoke up: "Everyone stay calm! Let's wait until they finish their performance. Once Liancheng wakes up, we can discuss things. If Liancheng doesn't wake up, then we will break these two brats' legs."

At that time, Boss Sun was furious on the phone, saying, "It's just a few dead foxes, not human corpses. Is it necessary to stop all work for that?" After berating his brother-in-law thoroughly, he personally led a team to the construction site deep in the mountains.

After mumbling a few words, this person finally started to make things up: "Please invite Jay Chou..."

At that time, the polling bureau had been disbanded for over half a year, and my folk customs and religious studio with Sun Pangzi had also been officially in operation for some time. Shao Yiyi, Huang Ran, Meng Qiqi, and Zhang Zhiyan joined one after another. However, we were still just getting started. During the time of the polling bureau, we had been accustomed to waiting every day for reports of supernatural events from all over the country. Now, having to go out with * maps * and * books * to find business, I truly understood the difference between state-owned enterprises and private enterprises. Moreover, with the added responsibility of supporting Yang Jun and Yang Xiao, who were merely idlers, it became even more challenging.

This opening is quite conventional, and the background noise has significantly diminished later on. However, misfortune struck with the fourth guest, a celestial being. At this moment, as the singing reached this point, Sun Liancheng suddenly opened his mouth, and a fox's head emerged from within, calling out to Fatty Sun, capturing his attention. After a brief exchange of glances between the man and the fox, the fox quickly retracted its head before I could reach out to pull it out from Boss Sun's mouth.

Some elderly workers were stunned on the spot; they were all locals from Northeast China and had heard some stories about the five great spirits of the Northeast. Given such a scene, anyone would feel their calves cramping. At that moment, none of the workers had the heart to continue working. A few older ones found red ropes to encircle the fox grave and then began to burn incense and bow before it. The project manager on site was the brother-in-law of Boss Sun, and he was unable to direct these workers; he could only call to report the situation to his sister's husband. At that moment, none of the workers had the heart to continue working. A few older ones found red ropes to encircle the fox grave and then began to burn incense and bow before it. The project manager on site was the brother-in-law of Boss Sun, and he was unable to direct these workers; he could only call to report the situation to his sister's husband. However, he was rambling on the phone and did not explain clearly, only mentioning that a few foxes had been dug up, and the workers on the construction site were frightened and dared not to start work.

Early the next morning, the three of us arrived at Boss Sun's villa. Since we had already made contact beforehand, although Boss Sun's relatives were somewhat puzzled by the ages of me and Fatty Sun, Boss Sun had been 'ill' for over half a year, and if this continued, he would truly be close to death. Now, we could only treat a dead horse as if it were alive and give it a try; after all, it had come to this point, how much worse could it get?

This process occurs in the blink of an eye; by the time I wanted to intervene, the fox had already completely burrowed in. Its size was enormous, yet surprisingly, after it had entered, Boss Sun's physique showed no change whatsoever.

At this moment, upon seeing Sun Liancheng's appearance, the family members of Boss Sun were basically stunned. The oldest among them was Sun Liancheng's maternal uncle. Having lived a long life, the old gentleman had some experience; he immediately arranged for someone to take Boss Sun to this countryside villa. According to the intentions of the Sun family, they wanted to bring him back to the mansion in the provincial capital, but they were also afraid that if Boss Sun's current state were photographed by reporters, it would be a huge scandal even if it were posted online.

Suddenly, after making eye contact with the fox, Sun Fatty found his celestial vision opened, allowing him to see the true form of the fox, and he couldn't help but shiver. Although both of us had encountered such scenes many times before, for some reason, after just one glance at the fox, Sun Fatty completely forgot the lyrics that followed. His mind was a blank; originally, he could have easily filled in a few names of deities to get through this part, but now his mind was entirely empty, and he couldn't recall a single one of the countless gods and Buddhas.

Six months ago, Boss Sun took a different approach and purchased a piece of land in a remote mountainous area, intending to build a high-end clubhouse away from the hustle and bustle of the city. At that time, the name of the clubhouse was already decided: "Paradise Beyond the World." However, when the workers went up the mountain and were excavating the foundation, they discovered something extraordinary.

With a loud bang, nearly all the members of the Sun family, regardless of gender, rushed over. Just as they were about to reach me and Fatty Sun, the fox's head re-emerged from Sun Liancheng's mouth. This time, I was prepared; the moment it showed its head, I reached out my hand and, in the blink of an eye, grabbed the fox by its neck and pulled it out entirely from Sun Liancheng's mouth.

The Sun family is also prominent and wealthy, having consecutively summoned more than ten shamans to exorcise evil spirits for Boss Sun. Among these shamans, most turned and left without a word after seeing Sun Liancheng's appearance

Boss Sun became increasingly agitated as he shouted, ultimately disregarding the several foremen. He took a few subordinates and went to the warehouse to retrieve two barrels of gasoline. Boss Sun personally poured the gasoline over the carcasses of the dead foxes in the pit and, in front of the workers, set fire to them, incinerating over ten thousand dead foxes into charred remains

After this duet was performed, the expressions of the surrounding crowd changed instantly. Almost everyone turned to look at us with dark, menacing eyes, and it seemed that as soon as one person took the lead, the entire group would rush over to give me and Sun Fatty a beating. Although I am not afraid of fighting, to get into a scuffle over a widow named Ma is something that leaves me at a loss for words.

The man tied to the bed is the local tycoon, Sun Liancheng, a relative of Sun Pangzi. His presence can be seen in almost all profitable businesses in the area. Despite his current disheveled appearance, who would have thought that just six months ago, this wealthy individual was a corpulent man with various health indicators exceeding normal levels, attending seven or eight banquets a day? Although his face could not be described as handsome, it at least had a certain symmetry. The reason why Boss Sun has ended up in his current state can be traced back to six months ago.

However, after Boss Sun finished speaking, the expressions of the several foremen immediately turned sour. After hesitating for a while, the oldest foreman, with a troubled face, said: "Boss, we cannot continue digging. As you can see, there are at least over 10,000 fox spirits below. As the old saying goes, this place is called Xuanyuan Tomb. Disturbing the fox spirits is already a great disrespect. We should fill this area back with soil, prepare dozens of chickens for a sacrifice, and not let the fox spirits take offense. Boss, I kindly ask you to spend a bit more and let us find another place to continue our secluded work."

After a few opening remarks, Sun Fatty began to sing the main verse: "I come to invite the immortals—first, I invite the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign." Following Sun Fatty's words, I straightened my body and formed a gesture with my hands, performing the ritual. Sun Fatty consecutively invited two immortals, and I followed his lead, adopting various poses.

In the snowy outskirts of Northeast China, within a spacious living room of a villa, there is a large double soft bed placed in the center. A thin, emaciated middle-aged man, dressed in a straitjacket specially designed for psychiatric patients, is tightly bound to the soft bed. This man stares blankly at the ceiling, emitting a sound akin to that of an animal from his mouth.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone, including myself, was taken aback. The crowd behind me, upon hearing the new term, fixed their eyes on me and the *illustration*, eager to see how I would react. After holding back for a while, I finally gestured with my hand and mumbled a line: "Quick... quick, use the nunchaku—hmm hmm ha hey!"

After a round of the Wenwang drum, Sun Fatty opened his mouth to sing a line. ... After he finished this note, I nearly fell out of bed; he was singing a duet, or perhaps it was the widow Ma opening a shop

Huang Ran is responsible for driving. If we cannot handle the situation, we will pull him out. After all, Chairman Huang was the last head of the Religious Committee, so such matters should not be difficult for him

Such a condition is generally beyond the capability of ordinary doctors. The on-duty physician was also left dumbfounded; as for this 'illness,' not only is there no treatment, but even hearing about it is unprecedented. In the end, it was the director in charge of the department who, after taking a look, was sweating profusely and pulled the family members of Mr. Sun, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, into a corner.

Originally, Master Xiao also had ways to exorcise evil for Boss Sun, but the other party insisted on not wanting anything other than performing a shamanistic ritual, which made it difficult for Monk Xiao. With the money within reach but impossible to transfer, after much thought, he considered me and Fatty Sun.

After this sentence was spoken, the restless voices gradually subsided; however, the gazes of the crowd remained fiercely fixed on me and Sun Pangzi. Fortunately, Sun Pangzi had an excellent psychological quality, as if nothing had happened, still wearing a cheerful smile, and skillfully redirected the lyrics back to the shamanic dance.

Upon arriving at the local area, we did not go directly to meet Boss Sun's family. Instead, we hid in the hotel and spent the entire night brushing up on our knowledge of the shamanistic rituals. Although I had witnessed a few shaman performances in my childhood, it was only after joining the polling bureau that I realized those individuals were mostly charlatans out to make money. However, for some reason, I vaguely remember that among these charlatans, there was also a monk named Xiao.

Only two guys from nearby counties persisted from beginning to end. They hadn't even seen Boss Sun's face, yet they patted their chests and guaranteed that they could drive away evil spirits. However, upon seeing Sun Liancheng, their faces turned pale. The two shamans held the Wenwang drum, closed their eyes, and sang for only a few lines before starting to foam at the mouth. One of them was still somewhat okay, but the other, the great shaman, directly collapsed into Boss Sun's arms and began to convulse.

After watching, Fatty Sun began to assign roles among us. The one responsible for the singing and talking was none other than him; I only needed to sit quietly on the bed and assist Fatty Sun with the performance. Then, at the right moment, when no one around was paying attention, I would take action to resolve Boss Sun's troubles.

However, after digging down, it became clear that things were not as they seemed. Inside the cave, there were not only tens of thousands of fox corpses but also a stone tablet engraved with a fox's head; there was nothing else. These tens of thousands of dead foxes were stiff and had mostly dried out, showing no signs of decay.

While the workers were digging the foundation, they inadvertently excavated a massive underground cave. Due to the enormous scale of this cave, they initially thought it might be an ancient underground tomb. The workers involved in the excavation realized the potential value of the find, and since they had already begun digging, they decided it would be better to continue and see what treasures might be buried inside. Perhaps the treasures found here could help them in purchasing property in the future.

I nodded slightly in agreement with Sun Pangzi and said, "A little fox, not a big problem"

After exchanging a few pleasantries with the Sun family, Fatty Sun immediately made a guarantee: "Everything is in the hands of the two of us. I’m not exaggerating, as long as it’s not the resurrection of the nine-tailed fox Su Daji, it won’t escape our grasp, right?"

After my words, Sun Fatty felt relieved. After a few more nonsensical remarks, we changed into the shaman's attire. I sat on Boss Sun's bed, and when the fox saw me approaching, it first opened its mouth to threaten me incessantly. Seeing that this had no effect, and as I continued to draw closer, the fox actually pried open Boss Sun's mouth, poked its head in, and its entire body slipped inside through Sun Liancheng's mouth.

After some haggling with Master Xiao, Fatty Sun accepted the deal, and the earnings were split three to seven with Master Xiao. There was no need for Er Yang to personally intervene in this minor matter. After making the necessary preparations, I, Fatty Sun, and Huang Ran set off for Boss Sun's villa.

According to the rules, these two would have been dismissed easily, as a couple of apples would have sufficed to send them away. However, Sun Liancheng's uncle still said, "Don't worry, I will pay you enough; you two are just too damn dedicated..."

"People are like this, and you still send them to the hospital. Is it meaningful?" The old director had a conflicted expression, almost saying, 'Are you here to cause trouble?'

When the polling bureau was disbanded, Sun Fatty went to great lengths to bring the two Yangs to the folk religion studio. He originally thought that as long as he had these two brothers by his side, he could handle any dangerous situation with ease. If that didn't work, there was still the great deity Wu Rendi. However, Sun Fatty was somewhat apprehensive about Wu Rendi; it was better to avoid provoking such a god-like figure whenever possible.

In this living room, there are still dozens of men and women standing at a distance. The gazes of these individuals are all fixed on the emaciated man lying on the bed. However, among their expressions, apart from the looks of fear, only two or three people genuinely display concern.

I sat cross-legged at the feet of the thin man, while Sun Pangzi was right beside him. A black veil adorned my head, perfectly matching the gestures I made in sync with the lyrics sung by Sun Pangzi.

Thus, from that day on, Boss Sun took up permanent residence in this villa. Meanwhile, his friends and relatives were not idle; they began to busy themselves with finding solutions to the problems faced by Boss Sun

However, Boss Sun was determined to proceed with a hardline approach. The construction site incurred nearly 100,000 daily expenses, and although Boss Sun's family business was substantial, it could not withstand such turmoil. Boss Sun first summoned several foremen, instructing them to arrange for workers to clear out the dead foxes below and find a place to bury them. He then immediately ordered the workers to resume their tasks. Boss Sun first summoned several foremen, instructing them to arrange for workers to clear out the dead foxes below and find a place to bury them. He then immediately ordered the workers to resume their tasks

This has become somewhat troublesome, and now we can only take it one step at a time

When Boss Sun got out of the car and saw the scene before him, he was taken aback, gasping in surprise. It dawned on him that his brother-in-law had not been straightforward over the phone; this was no longer just a matter of a few foxes. Even if they caught all the foxes in the mountain and threw them in, it would hardly be enough to fill this underground cave.