Chapter 5: The Battle Between Humans and Ghosts

After a moment of adjustment to the darkness inside the room, my eyes scanned around and soon discovered a shadow huddled in the corner of the opposite wall. The shadow, dressed in ordinary pajamas, was crouched on the ground with its head buried in its arms, resembling a stone statue, utterly motionless

What are you screaming about!" Xiang Que leaned against the wall, raised his hand, and pointed at Wang Linzhu, saying: "Come out, if you come out on your own, I will give you a chance; if I have to pull you out, I won't be so polite.

The indoor lights suddenly brightened, and Wang Linzhu hurriedly raised her arm to shield her eyes, letting out a piercing shriek that sounded extremely eerie

"Come here, old man. When something happens later, you don't move. Just stand at the door with your butcher's knife. If you see anything unclean, just act without hesitation. No need to be polite, understood?" Xiang Que pulled the old butcher to the door and said, "In your line of work, you've definitely seen more than the average person. I don't need to explain, do I?"

He said to Que, "It's suitable, but if I throw out this handful of copper coins, I will lose hundreds of thousands, and that would be burning money"

Two basins of thick, black, foul-smelling dog blood have been smeared on the outside of the bedroom window. An old butcher with thirty years of experience in slaughtering, holding a large slaughtering knife, weighed a handful of copper coins in his hand and said with a hint of exasperation: "Old Chen, if you have money, you shouldn't play like this; it's a bit too ostentatious, isn't it"

Once everything was ready, all unrelated individuals were dismissed, leaving only Chen Sanjin and the old butcher at the door. After placing his missing hand on the doorknob, he suddenly pushed the door open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, causing their hair to fly back and a layer of goosebumps to rise on their skin. This was not the biting cold of winter, but a chill that penetrated to the very bones.

A minor spirit is merely a minor spirit, lacking significant power or cultivation. It can possess a person, but the harm it causes is minimal, at most inducing a state of drowsiness and gradually depleting the person's vital energy over time

Ordinary people are aware that objects can drive away evil spirits and ward off malevolence, but few realize that there are certain individuals who inherently possess the strongest protective qualities against evil. High-ranking officials, with their abundant official aura, are impervious to all malevolent forces. Similarly, generals who lead troops into battle exude a formidable aura of ferocity. Another group of individuals who share this characteristic includes butchers and executioners

The old butcher nodded and said: "I understand, there are dirty things in this house? In this day and age, it's just that you can't find executioners at the vegetable market anymore, otherwise they would probably be more suitable than me."

The emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties, such as Kangxi, Qianlong, and during the Wanli period, presided over times of national prosperity and strong governance, with the fortune of the country flourishing and imperial power at its peak. The copper coins from these dynasties possess a remarkable efficacy in warding off evil and driving away ghosts. For ordinary people, wearing a single coin makes it difficult for even a small ghost to approach. If someone holds a large handful of these coins, they could practically transform into a celestial master.

It seemed to sense that someone had entered, and the shadow dressed in pajamas slowly raised its head, spat disdainfully, and cursed: "Still an ugly ghost"

The butcher frowned and said: "A malevolent spirit has possessed her. From the sound of it, it seems to be no ordinary spirit; it is likely one that has died a violent death and has not reincarnated for some years, wandering the world and causing harm to many. The malevolent energy is quite heavy."

In ancient times, executioners carried a heavy aura of death after years of carrying out their grim duties. Having spent a lifetime beheading others, even vengeful spirits dared not approach them. In today's society, executioners have vanished, yet those who slaughter pigs, cattle, and even chickens in abattoirs are not much different. Although their aura of death may not be as intense as that of executioners, the years spent in taking lives can still instill fear in spirits. This is especially true for those who wield a butcher's knife year-round, as it can serve to enhance their presence.

Wang Linzhu saw Xiang Que standing opposite her, and slowly got up from the ground, gradually moving her feet closer to him. Xiang Que took two steps back, feeling along the wall, and with a "bang," he turned on the switch

The indoor atmosphere was filled with a dense, oppressive gloom, as both windows were covered by thick curtains, allowing not a single ray of light to penetrate. It was pitch dark and eerily silent; upon stepping inside, one felt as if they had instantly entered another realm. The sounds that had previously emanated from within the room had now ceased.

My wife

It is evident that the malevolent spirit attached to Wang Linzhu is not of ordinary caliber, and although she is aware that Xiang Que has come to deal with her, she does not take it seriously

Let the butcher guard the door with his own cleaver; that fierce ghost will definitely not be able to break out unless it possesses exceptionally deep skills

He said to the one with the thumbs up: "Gentlemen, experts."

The butcher standing outside the door and Chen Sanjin immediately shivered upon hearing the piercing howl that seemed to penetrate the walls. It was broad daylight, but if one were to hear such a sound at night, it could very well scare someone into wetting their pants.

Chen Sanjin calmly waved his hand and said: "This thing is of no use to me, just smash it, no need to be polite. If I remember correctly, there might be around one hundred to two hundred jin of these copper coins in the storeroom. If you think it's not enough, I can have someone bring more over."

The previous warning about the little ghost on Chen Xia had an effect, but this time, the fierce ghost on Wang Linzhu did not take it seriously at all

The butcher turned to Chen Sanjin and said: "Sir, who is this person to you in the room?"

Let him prepare some copper coins, just a few from the Ming and Qing dynasties will suffice. However, Chen Sanjin brought him dozens of Wanli Tongbao coins, which are indeed ancient coins from the Ming and Qing dynasties, but they are extremely valuable. Just grabbing a handful of these is worth over several hundred thousand, which would be a waste to smash.

"What? Is it inappropriate?" Chen Sanjin asked

The Baoxin system is a vast machine in operation, with the Chen family mansion serving as its engine. Chen Sanjin acts as the central control computer, and his words represent the highest command. From the moment he instructed Xueqi to prepare, everything requested was ready in less than half an hour.

Whoever carries a coin minted during the reign of Emperor Qin Shi Huang will be free from evil for a lifetime

The woman in pajamas is Chen Sanjin's wife, Wang Linzhu. At this moment, her hair is disheveled, and her eyes are squinting into a narrow slit. Her eye bags are prominently swollen, yet her eye sockets are deeply sunken, making her eyes appear hollow. Her cheeks are pale, and her lips are pink, which is entirely not the complexion of a normal person. Two streaks of blood are flowing from her nostrils, and her expression is contorted in an extremely irregular manner. A low, muffled whimper escapes from her throat, as if she is choking on phlegm that she cannot spit out or swallow.

The butcher and Chen Sanjin were already prepared, yet they were so startled by this turn of events that their faces turned pale. Before they could react, Xiang Que stepped into the bedroom and closed the door again.

The butcher raised the cleaver in his hand and said: "Those of us in this profession have seen much more than you ordinary people, having killed many creatures and encountered all sorts of strange occurrences. In the past, there were families in our village afflicted by evil spirits, and there were times when a master invited me to preside over the situation, or when someone was exhuming a grave and feared the appearance of a vengeful spirit, they also asked me to bring my knife for reassurance. Although I don't fully understand these matters, I have witnessed such events a few times. However, this time feels particularly mysterious to me, and I hope that the gentleman inside has some expertise; otherwise, it could become troublesome.

Chen Sanjin asked in surprise, "Do you, sir, also understand these things?"

However, vengeful spirits are different. After decades, a vengeful spirit has committed numerous wrongdoings, and the longer the time, the deeper their cultivation becomes. Once they possess a human body, they can control the person and employ various means. A practitioner without any skills would find it impossible to handle such a situation, and the likelihood of being countered is extremely high