Chapter Sixty-Eight

Chapter Sixty-Eight

The ghost, whose neck was gripped by Shen Wang, whimpered and summoned all the reluctant spirits in the house. The Liang family rubbed their arms, feeling goosebumps, and huddled closer together.

Shen Wang glanced at the Liang family and asked, "Would you like to see them?"

The Liangs' pupils dilated in shock, exchanging glances: "Can we see them?"

"Of course, why not?" Shen Wang said, casually opening their third eyes.

Before the Liang family could react, their vision darkened. When they opened their eyes again, they nearly screamed in fright.

When Shen Wang mentioned that his son had attracted many ghosts, Mr. Liang was skeptical. Although he was aware of metaphysical matters, he had never encountered them firsthand.

When his son claimed to have encountered ghosts and found a master to help, Mr. Liang's first reaction was doubt, almost considering a mental health check for his not-so-bright son.

Now, seeing the crowded room, Mr. Liang gasped in shock, struggling to maintain his composure, while Mrs. Liang and Liang Ruyue, pale with fear, buried themselves in his embrace, trembling.

The Liang family's villa was large and usually felt empty due to the few occupants. For the first time, it felt overwhelmingly crowded.

Ghost Young's legs turned to jelly, and he looked at Shen Wang with teary eyes: "Master, how do we send them away?"

The thought of the villa being densely filled with these entities made him feel like abandoning the house altogether!

Move out! Once this was over, they would move immediately!

After a schadenfreude chuckle, Shen Wang waved the little ghosts away. He found a sofa to sit on, gesturing for the Liangs to sit as well, taking on the air of the master of the house.

Mr. Liang, clenching his teeth to stay calm, protected his wife and daughter, finding a place to sit, fraught with fear. He noticed that the ghosts didn't approach them but kept a distance, moving back as they did.

Father Liang, struck by a thought while looking at the crumpled talisman in his hand, looked at Shen Wang with increased respect, "May I ask, Master, is there anything that you would require us to do?"

Clever! Shen Wang gave an appreciative look, "Indeed, there are things I need your help with."

The Liang family, all four of them, watched Shen Wang eagerly, wishing to send these things away immediately.

Shen Wang looked around, and wherever his gaze fell, the oddly shaped little ghosts moved aside, like Moses parting the sea, "These spirits didn't come here without reason; they were invited."

Father Liang's eyelid twitched.

Hearing Shen Wang’s words, the ghosts let out a sigh of relief and began to chatter.

"Exactly, you invited me here, and you haven't even offered me any tribute. Why should I leave?"

"We haven't harmed anyone, nor have we broken any rules."

"We’re not malevolent spirits, just homeless, wandering ghosts. Of course, we came immediately when someone invited us..."

The ghosts, of various forms, felt wronged talking about this.

It must be understood that they are the weakest of spirits, lacking not only the ability to harm but even the intent to do so, merely bound by some lingering attachments from their lives, unable to reincarnate.

Drifting in the world for so long, alone and forlorn, they could only compete with other solitary spirits for unclaimed offerings, enviously eyeing those older ghosts who had people to worship and offer to them.

They had eagerly come as soon as someone volunteered to offer to wandering spirits, but before they could enjoy it, they were caught by a terrifying and dreadful human.

The ghosts felt wronged too.

As they spoke, some of the more emotional ghosts silently shed tears of blood, with the most distraught one crying its eyeballs out, which rolled onto the ground with a clatter.

The little ghost hastily chased after its eyeballs, kneeling and pushing aside various floating legs, finally retrieving them from beneath several pairs. Delighted, it picked them up, blew on them, and pressed them back into its sockets.

Blinking, the little ghost realized its eyeballs had fallen in front of the Liang family. It felt a fondness for the man who offered sacrifices to it, shyly smiling and casting a grateful look before returning to the group of ghosts.

The Liang family, unnerved by the ghost's stare: “…”

Whimpering, "Master, save us, there's a ghost threatening us!"

"You fool!" The image of the blood-stained eyeball still floating before him, Father Liang moved his lips, his unvented anger finally directed at the young ghost, furiously, "Idiot!!"

Suddenly scolded, the young ghost hung its head, not daring to utter a sound.

From the ghosts' accounts, the young ghost knew it was all his fault.

He had always loved exploring desolate graves and camping in cemeteries, attracting many ghosts. Not stopping there, he played games to summon ghosts... until things got out of hand.

All these countless ghosts were attracted by him.

As the main culprit, the young ghost bore his family's anger while enduring the ghosts' wrath, hunching his body to minimize his presence.

Frail, pitiable, and helpless.

Shen Wang signaled to Liang's father, "As you can see, the ghosts he summoned himself can only be peacefully dismissed after their wishes are fulfilled."

Liang's father glared at his foolish son again, "No problem, as long as it's within our power, we will do our best to fulfill their wishes... If it exceeds legal and moral boundaries, we are powerless."

While saying the latter half, Liang's father was also worried, fearing that the ghosts, who seemed troublesome, wouldn't agree.

Shen Wang had no objections to Liang's father's request and directly said to the wandering spirits, "Heard that? Any requests, just ask."

The ghosts murmured among themselves, and a withered, thin, middle-aged male ghost with a bluish complexion stepped forward, swallowing his saliva, "I... I wish to die from overeating."

Shen Wang glanced at the middle-aged male ghost and agreed, "Alright."

Liang's father acted swiftly, quickly ordering a lot of takeout to be delivered.

Box after box of takeout was placed on the ground, each one emitting a tantalizing aroma, made from top-notch ingredients. Not just the middle-aged ghost who wished to die from overeating, even Shen Wang couldn't help but sniff the air.

Truly tantalizing.

No matter how tasteless, one wouldn't stoop to competing with ghosts for food. Shen Wang took out some joss paper, flicked his wrist, and the paper spontaneously combusted. Holding the burning paper, he let the flames consume it until only a pinch of fine ash remained at his fingertips.

Rubbing his fingertips together, the fine ash fluttered down evenly over the food, as if seasoning had been added, yet it didn't enhance the food's aroma, instead making it disappear.

Instead, the previously unmoved group of ghosts stared at the food, some continuously swallowing saliva, some with corners of their mouths dripping red liquid, either saliva or blood, and others sniffing like they hadn't eaten in eight hundred years.

The thin middle-aged male ghost inhaled deeply, his greenish-black face revealing a look of enjoyment. A few minutes later, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes reddening, "Thank you, master."

The Liang family noticed that, at some point, the middle-aged male ghost's complexion had improved significantly, the bluish-black hue fading to an unnatural pallor.

Shen Wang spoke slowly, "In life, you committed no great evil, nor great good. You lived in poverty, scrimping and saving for every bit of money, never enjoying anything..."

Everyone present, both human and ghost, gradually quieted down, listening to the conversation between Shen Wang and the middle-aged male ghost.

The middle-aged male ghost chuckled bitterly, "When I was alive, I always thought there was plenty of time. For the sake of my children, for a comfortable old age, I thought enduring hardship now would lead to a better future. But I forgot that accidents always come faster than anything else... My dream in life was to take my spouse for a nice meal, a wish that remained unfulfilled even in death."

Later, his son got into a university in another city and took his mother there to live. It was years before they could return to their hometown, leaving the middle-aged male ghost bound to his original place, with no offerings, no worship, and unable to leave.

It was only when a young ghost went to their village cemetery for an adventure that he was brought out.

Having left his own grave, he couldn't go to the city where his spouse and son were. With nowhere else to go, he could only follow the young ghost.

Shen Wang looked down, fiddled with his phone, and pulled up a photo, handing it to the middle-aged male ghost, "They're living well."

The middle-aged male ghost paused, looking at the familiar faces in the photo. It was a picture of his son taking his mother to a western restaurant, captioned: [First time taking mom for western cuisine, check-in recorded].

The middle-aged male ghost smiled, his last lingering regret dissipating. He thanked Shen Wang earnestly and peacefully proceeded towards reincarnation.

Shen Wang took back his phone and liked the social media post. The middle-aged male ghost's obsession was not so much about missing a good meal or the joys of life, but rather the regret of not providing a better life for his family.

The story of the middle-aged male ghost left the Liang family with complex emotions, especially Liang's father, who reflected on whether he too was so busy with work and earning money that he forgot what he truly wanted.

The group of ghosts remained unaffected by the story, such tales being all too common among them, nothing out of the ordinary or worth mentioning.

However, seeing the middle-aged male ghost enter reincarnation made their eyes glow with envy.

Who would choose to be a rootless, wandering spirit if they could reincarnate? Quickly, another ghost stepped forward, "Master, my wish is to wear some new clothes."

This was a disheveled female ghost, her long hair barely covering the holes in her clothes. Her body was covered in bruises, and her otherwise fine features were obscured by blood, leaving only a sense of terror.

Shen Wang frowned slightly and said, "Alright."

Her appearance was so pitiful that it was immediately clear what had befallen her. The Liang family turned their heads away, unable to bear the sight.

As Shen Wang was about to fashion some paper clothes, the female ghost protested, "Master, don't fob me off with paper clothes!"

Shen Wang remarked, "...Quite a high demand."

The female ghost smiled modestly, "Paper clothes are too ugly and lack style. I refuse to wear them. If I'm going to wear something, it should be like those."

Following her gaze, Shen Wang's mouth twitched as he realized she had taken a liking to the clothes in a fashion magazine.

As a straight man with very normal aesthetic sensibilities, Shen Wang couldn't understand what was appealing about these exaggerated, gaudily colored clothes, though he acknowledged that girls might have a different taste.

He put his joss paper away and looked towards Liang's father, the implication clear: it was their turn to act.

Just as Liang's father was about to call his ever-reliable assistant to bring the latest fashionable clothes from the magazine, his sleeve was tugged by Liang Ruyue, who asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Liang Ruyue stole a glance at the pitiful female ghost. Despite the ghost's frightening appearance, there was no fear in her eyes, only gentle pity and sympathy, "Dad, I have a lot of pretty clothes, we can give some to... this sister."

Unable to discern the female ghost's age, Liang Ruyue addressed her as 'sister'.

Liang's father frowned, immediately objecting, "Those are your clothes, how can you..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.

Liang Ruyue insisted, "It's okay, I have more clothes than I can wear. I've given some to my girlfriends before."

Only this time, the recipient was somewhat unique.

Liang's father was about to speak, but the female ghost floated over, circling Liang Ruyue twice, examining her carefully, "Our figures are similar; I can wear your clothes."

With her saying so, Liang's father had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

However, as he watched Liang Ruyue and the female ghost ascend to the wardrobe, Liang's father glared fiercely at the young ghost.

The young ghost remained silent, not daring to speak.

Shen Wang didn't interfere with their decision. After the female ghost left, another ghost approached.

That evening, the Liang family witnessed many unheard and unseen strange stories, and encountered many pitiful souls usually only seen in the news. They were used to a glamorous world, mingling with well-to-do elites.

They were aware of the world's tragedies, but this was the first time they witnessed the protagonists of these sad tales up close.

Shen Wang, accustomed to such events, efficiently helped one ghost after another fulfill their wishes, resolve their obsessions, and enter reincarnation.

As the number of ghosts in the villa dwindled and the night grew deeper, Liang Ruyue and the female ghost finally descended, having changed clothes.

Busy with guiding the spirits, Shen Wang didn't notice their return until the young ghost's exclamation drew his attention to the two girls descending the stairs.

Indeed, they looked like girls, not a ghost.

The female ghost wore a deep green gown, resembling a dress from a TV show, intricate and magnificent, with a slightly long train trailing behind her like a spread lotus leaf.

Without blood on her, the ghost's pale skin was set off by the green dress, making her look ethereal. Surprisingly, without the blood and hair to hide behind, she appeared to be just a teenager.

Initially stunned by the beautiful girl, the young ghost's expression shifted from admiration to shock when he realized it was the female ghost.

But his reaction wasn't fear; it was anger, as he muttered under his breath, "Damn it!"

Everyone understood who he was cursing.

Even Liang's father didn't reprimand the young ghost for his language, understanding his rage while looking at his own beautiful and lovely daughter.

The gown's hem hid the female ghost's floating feet as she approached. At first glance, she didn't look like a ghost at all. Smiling happily, she asked, "Do I look pretty?"

Shen Wang sighed softly, stood up, and walked towards the female ghost, reaching out his hand...

Liang Ruyue exclaimed in alarm, "Master! Don't!"

Shen Wang's extended hand paused, and he looked at Liang Ruyue, puzzled.

Liang Ruyue hurried over, shielding the female ghost, "Master, Xiao Ke isn't a bad ghost. She didn't mean to harm anyone! Please don't take her away!"

Shen Wang was baffled.

Speechless, Shen Wang questioned what image he projected in others' eyes.

Without a word, he tied up the female ghost's hair into a high ponytail, making her look more vibrant and spirited.

A terrified Liang Ruyue: "..."

The female ghost, unsure what to say: "..."

Shen Wang clapped his hands and said to the female ghost, "Your wish is fulfilled, right?"

The female ghost touched her high ponytail, her face alight with happiness, "Yes, it's fulfilled. I can go now!"

She had come along with the young ghost merely out of boredom.

Although the female ghost claimed her wish was fulfilled, there was no sign of her dissipating. Shen Wang thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any other unfulfilled wishes?"

The female ghost, busy admiring her beautiful dress and twirling joyfully around the room, cheerfully responded, "Nope!"

Shen Wang: "..." It was evident that she truly had no more wishes.

But why hadn't she entered reincarnation if she had no lingering attachments? Shen Wang observed her closely. He could discern the cause and effect of a ghost's life, but human emotions and obsessions were complex, and even the most astute deductions couldn't unravel them.

Shen Wang speculated, "Do you wish to see revenge on the person who harmed you?"

"That person has already been caught," the female ghost said cheerily. "He's being bullied in prison every day, having a miserable time."

Shen Wang asked further, "Do you want to go back and see your family?"

The female ghost's expression dimmed slightly, but she shook her head, "My parents have finally moved on, having a new little sister. I can't disturb them anymore. My sister is still young, and the negative energy would make her sick."

It was apparent that the female ghost, though somewhat saddened, harbored no negative emotions. Instead, she was relieved that her parents had overcome their grief and were living well with her sister.

Shen Wang felt a headache coming on. The female ghost was too cooperative and docile, making it impossible for him to forcibly send her into reincarnation.

An impatient elderly ghost who had been waiting for a while stepped forward, grinning through yellowed teeth, "Master, is it my turn to fulfill my wish now?"

Shen Wang glanced at him, "What is your wish?"

The elderly ghost's eyes lit up, "My wish is simple. I just want to live a few more years. If someone could let me possess them for a few years, I'd get to enjoy life again. Not too long, just five years. That's all I ask."

Shen Wang raised an eyebrow, his gaze inscrutable as he looked at the sleazy-looking elderly ghost, "Oh? Have you already found someone to possess?"

Seeing no objection from Shen Wang, the elderly ghost straightened up, smirking and pointing at the young ghost, "I'm not asking for much, just his body."

"Not asking for much..." Shen Wang smiled meaningfully, "Indeed, not a high demand."

The Liang family's expressions changed at this, with Liang's mother instinctively stepping forward to protect her son.

Although Liang's father outwardly disapproved of the young ghost, he was still his son and couldn't be neglected, "Master, I cannot agree to this request!"

Shen Wang's expression remained neutral, leaving it unclear whether he agreed or not. Liang's father grew anxious, his eyes pleading, "Master, we can agree to any other request, but not this one!"

If their son was possessed by a ghost, could he still live? Liang's father was both worried and angry.

The elderly ghost became indignant, "I'm not trying to take over his body, just possess it for a while. He's young and strong; a few years won't matter."

"Just a few years won't matter?" Liang's mother trembled with anger, "My son's best years can't be stolen like this!"

The elderly ghost rolled his eyes, "He invited us here himself. If he hadn't, I wouldn't even want to stay in his body."

As the atmosphere grew tense, the female ghost, busy admiring herself, couldn't stand it any longer. She kicked the elderly ghost away, "You shameless old toad! His body is not only wealthy but also good-looking and strong. Giving it to a decrepit old man like you would be utterly disgusting!"

"Possess someone for five years? Such wishful thinking. I think reincarnation would be a better choice."

The female ghost's scathing rebuke brought a sense of satisfaction to the Liang family, especially Liang's father, who initially thought his daughter shouldn't interact much with the ghost. But now, he realized that just as people can be good or bad, so can ghosts.

Like this elderly ghost – a wicked person in life and a vile spirit in death!

Caught off guard by the kick, the elderly ghost sprawled on the ground, struggling for a while before turning his head a full 180 degrees, glaring at the young ghost with his true malevolent visage: "You invited me here. If you don't let me possess you, I won't leave. I'll haunt your household until it's in ruins, and your whole family perishes!"

The elderly ghost, cackling wickedly, crawled rapidly towards the Liang family. The scene, reminiscent of the terrifying 'kayako,' sent the Liang family into a scream.

A thought flashed through Liang's father's mind: It's time to discipline the child properly.

In the next second, the fearsome ghost was pinned under Shen Wang's foot.

Shen Wang stated, "I'm still here, and you threaten my client? Who gave you such audacity?"

The evil spirit, his head twisted unnaturally, limbs splayed on the ground, was firmly pinned by Shen Wang, unable to move at all, like a helpless turtle flipped on its back.

The Liang family, who had just screamed, were speechless.

The female ghost was silent.

The elderly ghost gasped laboriously. Although he was a spirit, he felt as if he was back in his last years of life, his body ailing, as if a mountain weighed down on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

The elderly ghost, who had initially seen Shen Wang as an easy target and intended to intimidate him, quickly cowered, "Master, I was wrong. I don't need his body anymore. Any body will do, as long as I can live."

While apologizing and crying, the old ghost's eyes darted around, seeking a direction to escape.

Shen Wang didn't need any calculation to discern his cunning thoughts. He grabbed the elderly ghost like a sandbag and punched him, saying, "For wanting to possess! For wanting to live!"

The elderly ghost howled in pain from the beating. After a few punches, he couldn't even maintain his human form, contorting into a twisted shape like a malformed clay figure, pleading, "Master, I was wrong, please save me, I won't do it again... I'll go to reincarnation, I want to reincarnate, save me!"

Not waiting for Shen Wang to stop, the elderly ghost vanished on the spot, choosing to enter reincarnation.

Fearing that any delay might not only deform him but also lead to his complete annihilation, leaving him unable to even be a ghost, he abandoned all his living obsessions!

Shen Wang's punch hit nothing but air. He clicked his tongue, "He ran away pretty fast."

After showing his disdain, he reverted to his usual laid-back and easygoing demeanor, smilingly saying, "Don't look at me like that, I'm actually very gentle."

The Liang family, who had just witnessed Shen Wang blow up a ghost: "..."

The female ghost, feeling inexplicably sore all over: "..."

Shen Wang raised an eyebrow, "Why so silent?"

The young ghost was the first to speak, "Ah, yes, yes, Master, you're gentle and kind, amiable, truly a role model of our times!"

Shen Wang then turned his gaze towards the other wandering ghosts who hadn't made their requests yet.

The wandering ghosts shuddered, waving their hands and backing away, "Master, I've suddenly seen the light. All this living and dying is meaningless. We'll go for reincarnation."

As if chased by something, these ghosts hurried even faster, each trying not to be left behind by the others. In an instant, they entered reincarnation, vanishing without a trace.

Not a drop of blood, not a single hair left behind, only an empty, echoing mansion hall remained.

The only ghost still in the villa spoke up, "Ah, actually, I think... I don't have any lingering attachments either..."

After saying this, just as the female ghost was about to leap into reincarnation, she suddenly remembered something and turned to Liang Ruyue, "Ruyue, your constitution is special. You should have the master help you adjust it, or it could be dangerous."

Having said that, she entered reincarnation without looking back.

The Liang family was still reeling, unable to grasp that everything had settled down. It all seemed like a dream; the surroundings were spotless, no ghosts, no wandering eyeballs, as if nothing had happened at all.

The young ghost, as if in a dream, murmured, "Is it... over?"

Shen Wang looked at him with disdain, "As long as you stop courting death."

The young ghost, dazed, blurted out, "You're so fast, I love it."

Shen Wang: "???"

Liang's father's forehead twitched in irritation. Abandoning all pretense of decorum, he kicked over his foolish son, still fuming after the kick, "Don't even think about getting a penny from me anymore!"

This damned son, as if born with debts from a past life that he had come to collect in this one!

Shen Wang feigned a conciliatory tone, "Mr. Liang, there's no need to be so harsh..."

The young ghost, devastated by this blow, was immensely grateful upon hearing Shen Wang speak up for him, tears welling in his eyes.

Shen Wang continued, "At least wait until my fees are settled before cutting off his credit card."

The young ghost: "???"

He should have known better.

Father Liang’s face was fierce towards the young ghost but instantly turned genial and radiant towards Shen Wang, "Master Shen, you've worked hard today."

"It's getting late now. Would you prefer to rest first or have a quick meal?"

Dispelling so many ghosts at once, Shen Wang indeed felt somewhat exhausted.

Fulfilling the obsessions and sending away spirits didn't consume much spiritual energy, but it was mentally draining. Now that he relaxed, Shen Wang even felt a physical exhaustion he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Rubbing his stomach, Shen Wang sprawled on the sofa, utterly disheveled, like a little wreck emptied of energy: "I need something to eat first; I could devour a whole cow right now."

Shen Wang was exhausted in both body and mind. All he wanted was to lie down and rest for a few minutes, not wanting to move an inch... and if there was food, it would be best served right to his mouth.

Daydreaming about this, the aroma of food seemed tantalizingly close. Opening his eyes, Shen Wang was surprised to find food actually appearing before his mouth!

Instinctively taking a bite, Shen Wang realized that Gui Shao, like a loyal and eager dog, was squatting beside the sofa, happily bringing the food to his lips.

Shen Wang: "…Well, that's not necessary."

Imagination is beautiful, but it's just that – imagination. If it actually happens in reality, it only makes one feel awkward.

Waving away the disappointed Gui Shao, Shen Wang looked at the small table filled with food – a dazzling array of delicious-looking dishes representing cuisines from around the world.

By this time, it was already three or four in the morning. Liang's parents had gone to rest, and Liang Ruyue didn't dare approach Shen Wang, leaving only Gui Shao, who watched Shen Wang with hopeful eyes.

Eating under such a gaze, Shen Wang felt a tinge of guilt. His chopsticks paused: "Would you like to join me?"

Gui Shao shook his head, pouring a cup of fresh juice for Shen Wang: "Master, I have a question, but I'm not sure if it's appropriate to ask."

"Then don't ask."

Gui Shao swallowed the words he was about to say, his gaze filled with a mournful look: Why don't you follow the usual script?

Shen Wang pretended not to notice Gui Shao's gaze, continuing to eat. His movements were not rude but rapid, his chopsticks almost leaving afterimages.

Seeing Shen Wang not responding, Gui Shao reluctantly thickened his skin and asked, "I was wondering, Master, where did you learn these amazing skills? Do you need a disciple?"

Shen Wang remained silent, and Gui Shao tried to market himself: "How about me? My family is very wealthy, and no matter how expensive the tuition, I can afford it. Master Shen, you're not greedy for money... Ah, no, I mean, you're not..."

Struggling to find a euphemism, Gui Shao resorted to the tactic of using money as bait: "If you agree, I can pay a lot of tuition."

After swallowing his last bite, Shen Wang put down his chopsticks and elegantly wiped his mouth with a white napkin, his actions noble: "I am expensive, and you cannot afford me."

Gui Shao's gaze turned blank, as if seeing a ghost. He looked at the elegant and noble Shen Wang and then at the table, which was emptied in just minutes, a question mark forming in his mind.

Was he hallucinating just now? Did time seem to fly, or had hours actually passed?

Checking the time on his phone, Gui Shao's eyes gradually lit up with realization. No wonder such a master seemed to love money and could eat so much; it was no surprise he couldn't afford himself.

"Five million a year for tuition, to let me train with you. What do you think?"

Shen Wang, who was about to head to the guest room for a good sleep: "..."

Curse these foolish mortals, seizing his weakness!

Unfortunately, Gui Shao had not a trace of spiritual root or insight, completely incapable of cultivation.

Shen Wang painfully refused the easy five million, saying, "What cultivation? Don't spout nonsense. Believe in science! Science is the ladder of social progress. Don't indulge in feudal superstition, understand?"

Ghost Young Master: "?"

Ghost Young Master: "??"

He wondered if he was hallucinating or if Shen Wang was mocking him, covertly criticizing him for being blind in the past, accusing a real master of being a charlatan during a live broadcast.

By the time Ghost Young Master regained his composure, Shen Wang had disappeared. He panicked for a moment, then relaxed when he realized Shen Wang had just gone to rest in the guest room.

"What foolish things have I done before?" Ghost Young Master rapped his head in annoyance, full of regret. If only he had known, he wouldn't have broadcasted against feudal superstition but would have been live streaming his plea to become a disciple.

Thinking this, Ghost Young Master came up with a plan.

Shen Wang was accommodated in the best guest room. He slept comfortably until he slowly woke up after 2 p.m.

Stretching lazily, he sauntered downstairs with practiced ease, as if this were his own house.

Perhaps because of yesterday's events, which had greatly shaken the worldview of the Liang family, none of them went to work. Instead, they all sat in the living room, looking dejected—some watching TV, others playing with their phones, and a few just daydreaming.

Seeing Shen Wang come downstairs, everyone perked up, their eyes intently fixed on him.

Shen Wang, confused: "...What's going on with you all?"

The Liang family exchanged looks. Mr. Liang stood up and said solemnly, "Mr. Shen, we are grateful for your saving our family yesterday. We know this request may seem presumptuous, but..."

Shen Wang tilted his head in confusion.

Mr. Liang took a deep breath and continued, "We would like you to check Ruyue's health. Yesterday, that female ghost, Xiao Ke, mentioned something was wrong with her body. But our yearly check-ups never reveal any issues, aside from her general weakness."

The Liang family hadn't thought much of it previously, attributing Liang Ruyue's condition to mere physical frailty without suspecting anything serious.

It was only after the female ghost's revelation last night that everyone realized: while technology couldn't detect it, there might be issues on a metaphysical level!

"Is that all?" Shen Wang wasn't particularly concerned about this minor issue. He was about to agree when he heard Mr. Liang continue, "To thank you for your efforts, we've decided to double your remuneration."

Before Mr. Liang could say more, Shen Wang vanished from sight, reappearing the next second, sitting earnestly in front of Liang Ruyue, his hand already on her wrist.

Mr. Liang: "..."

Mr. Liang had been skeptical when hearing his son say this master was obsessed with money, and he even feared offending the master by offering more. But now...

Mr. Liang felt a mix of emotions.