Merchant of the Underworld

Fatty Zhao's expression suddenly changed and he hesitated: "Master Zhang, is there no other way?"

"Yes." I glanced at him and said angrily: "Then let's wait until Shen Wansan finds you personally! If you are lucky enough, maybe I will be by your side."

Fatty Zhao stared and pondered the meaning of my words, swallowed hard and said, "Is there any danger in that?"

"You are like a seriously ill patient now. If you don't have surgery, you will definitely die. You just have to suffer a little more and live longer. Of course, surgery also has certain risks, but you can control your own destiny. As for how to choose, it is up to you. Decide."

Fatty Zhao glanced at the villa again. He said very doubtfully: "Mr. Shen won't hold on to my soul, right? After all, I also asked a Taoist priest to harm him."

"If he really wanted to harm you, would you still be alive today? The misfortune your family has suffered is all the backlash of the cornucopia, and it has nothing to do with Shen Wansan. You have to know that borrowing evil things has one gain and one loss. ." I explained.

"I will help your soul leave your body now, meet with Shen Wansan, and have a good talk with him! Try to get his understanding, ask him what unfulfilled wishes he has, and maybe there will be some turning points."

Fatty Zhao kept rubbing his hands together, spinning them back and forth several times, and then he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Okay! I'll give it a try, but Master Zhang, you must..."

He wanted to say that he must ensure his safety, but when he looked up at my face, he hurriedly swallowed the rest of the sentence.

Fatty Zhao followed me back to the villa, his legs still shaking as he walked through the hall full of ghosts.

I asked him to take out all the gold bars and banknotes from the cornucopia and fill it with salt water.

Then, I took out an invisible needle and pricked his finger, and a few drops of blood dripped in.

Fatty Zhao looked at his bleeding fingers, the flesh on his face was trembling uncontrollably, and he looked at me with his two small eyes. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare.

"Don't worry." I comforted him while lighting a piece of sandalwood: "The method of soul transfer only temporarily allows your soul to leave the body. There will be no danger. As long as you return to the original body before the incense disappears, there will be no danger." Something happened."

Fatty Zhao glanced at me with lingering fear and said, "Then Mr. Shen..."

"He is just a Yin spirit, and you will also be a Yin spirit. What can he do to you? Don't worry, I'll be watching over you, get up!" I took out a magic talisman and threw it into the cornucopia. .

Fatty Zhao fell to the ground with a thud, and then a shadowy figure stood up from his body, its feet floating in the air, and looked at me very doubtfully.

"Your soul has left your body." I pointed towards the ground.

Fatty Zhao looked down and saw that his body was lying on the ground, but he was already flying lightly. He was immediately a little unbelievable.

I pointed to the sandalwood that was starting to burn and told him: "Remember, you only have one stick of incense. No matter what happens, you must come out first before talking about it."

As I said that, I pointed to the cornucopia filled with salt water and signaled that he could go down.

Fatty Zhao's soul was new and he couldn't make a sound. He cupped his hands and fisted at me, and then he dived in.

After the soul got into the basin, a circle of ripples appeared on the water, followed by a string of blood-red bubbles.

A string of black bubbles also appeared on the other side of the water surface at the same time. This was because Shen Wansan's soul was disturbed.

A gust of cold wind blew, the temperature around the cornucopia suddenly dropped, and a layer of white frost condensed on the walls of the basin.

The incense also swayed a few times at the same time, the lights in the room flickered a few times, and suddenly they were all extinguished.

I suddenly felt a chilly air approaching.

When he turned his head, he couldn't help but be startled. The wrinkled old lady was standing behind me, and I almost bumped into her face.

Under the bright white moonlight, all the ghosts that were originally scattered throughout the room floated in through the cracks in the door, and all stood behind me, staring at the cornucopia.

I lit a cigarette and sat down close to Fatty Zhao's body!

Now that his soul has left his body, he is the weakest. If his body is damaged, his soul will not be able to return to its place. Therefore, until his soul returns, I will stay by his side to avoid any accidents.

The water bubbles in the basin continued to bubble, getting faster and denser.

The group of ghosts all gathered around and stared at the movements in the basin with great concern.

The scene was extremely strange - under the white moonlight, a group of ghosts densely surrounded the bronze basin without touching the ground; next to me, lying on the ground was a body with no heartbeat or breathing at all. If someone suddenly broke in, they would be killed. This scene was quite scary.

The white frost on the bronze basin melted and solidified, and the black and red bubbles in the basin kept rising.

It can be seen from this that Shen Wansan's mood fluctuates greatly, and he wonders how the conversation between Fatty Zhao and him went?

I turned my head and glanced at the sandalwood. It had burned out more than half, but Fatty Zhao still showed no sign of coming back, so I couldn't help but become a little anxious.

But his soul has already left his body at this time, and I can't do anything to help him. I can only pray secretly that he will never forget the time.

Seeing the sandalwood burning shorter and shorter, I became more anxious and kept walking around Fatty Zhao's body.

"Aren't you afraid of death? Why haven't you come back yet?" There was only an inch of sandalwood left, and Fatty Zhao's soul hadn't come out yet, so I anxiously pulled out a high-grade talisman.

If it doesn't work, I can only forcefully pull out Fatty Zhao's soul.

Gululu...

At this moment, a series of red bubbles appeared on the surface of the water. Then, the waves turned, and a huge fat head emerged from the water.

It’s finally out!

He emerged from the water like a big balloon. When he saw that the copper basin was surrounded by dense ghost figures, staring at him closely, he was immediately stunned, and then he was smiling and kowtowing everywhere as if to please.

"Get back into your body quickly, it's too late!" I reminded loudly.

Fatty Zhao hurriedly passed through the ghosts surrounding him and flew towards his body.

After his soul returned to its original position, Fatty Zhao took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. Only then did my hanging heart relax.