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After dinner, Sister Su mentioned that she had a meeting at the company in the afternoon and left me an address to go there by myself later that night. When I got home, I couldn't shake off a nagging feeling that something was off about the situation. It just sounded too bizarre. A successful man in his forties shouldn't lack judgment. Captured by a girl over a few months, then swindled out of all his possessions in three days before taking his own life—this didn't seem like something a person with independent thought would do. As I pondered this, my curiosity about that girl grew. What kind of girl could possibly possess such enchanting skills?
As night approached around eleven o'clock, I arrived at Sister Su's house right on time. The house was large and beautifully decorated, clearly owned by someone with refined taste.
Sister Su welcomed me inside and said with a smile, "Thank you for coming, Little Master Liu. It's so late, and you're still working."
I joked back, "If we in this line of work stop working this late, we'll starve." Then I continued, "Is such a big house just for you and Chen Chen?"
"No, there's also a housekeeper, but I've arranged for her to stay elsewhere tonight. Given what happened at home, it's not good to let outsiders know," Sister Su replied.
"Well, you’ve thought this through, Sister Su." After changing my shoes, I stepped into the living room.
In the living room, Chen Chen was quietly watching TV on the sofa. When he saw me, he politely greeted me with a "Hello, Uncle," then returned to watching TV.
I smiled and nodded at him before turning to Sister Su and saying, "I'll take a look around first; you don't need to worry about me. If anything comes up, I'll let you know."
Sister Su hesitated for a moment but nodded and said, "Thank you; please make yourself at home." She then sat down next to Chen Chen and started watching TV with him.
The atmosphere in the house felt normal; I didn't sense any Yin Qi at all. When I reached the door of Chen Chen's room, I noticed a talisman affixed at the top of the door meant to ward off evil spirits. The yellow paper had begun to fade slightly; it seemed that Mr. Chen's constant soul disturbances had diminished its effectiveness. In a few days, it would likely be useless. I casually tore down the talisman, crumpled it up, and stuffed it into my pocket.
Just as I removed the talisman, I heard an ethereal voice whispering beside me: "Thank you." I turned around but only managed a bitter smile and shook my head, ignoring the voice as I approached Sister Su's bedroom door. There was another talisman there; this one looked new and hadn't been exposed to any malevolent energy. It seemed Mr. Chen had never intended to enter Sister Su's room.
Having confirmed that Mr. Chen's spirit was indeed in this house, there was no need to search further; I just needed a general direction to set up the Soul Calling Array. Taking out my compass for measurement revealed that Mr. Chen had entered Chen Chen's room and stabilized within it. What was unusual was that Mr. Chen's spirit appeared very weak; even from the doorway, I could only detect faint supernatural responses. More importantly, this faint response carried an undertone of fear—a fear emanating from the soul itself. Was it afraid of me? But it had just thanked me moments ago!
With confusion, I returned to the living room. Sister Su looked at me without saying a word. I smiled lightly at Chen Chen and said, "Chen Chen, how about Uncle takes you and your mom to see Dad?"
Chen Chen's face lit up with joy as he replied, "Okay!" He then turned to Sister Su and asked, "Mom, can we?"
From the moment I spoke those words, Sister Su's expression began to stiffen. Hearing Chen Chen's question, she forced a smile and said, "Yes, we can go see Dad. Quickly thank Uncle." After speaking, Sister Su stood up and nervously adjusted her outfit. It seemed that this unusual meeting made her feel somewhat helpless. Although she was considered a strong woman, she was still just a woman; such things happening to anyone would be hard to bear.
I asked Sister Su and Chen Chen to take off their protective charms. Then I led them directly into Chen Chen's room. After closing the door, I placed a talisman on it; this was a sealing charm to prevent the Spirit God from escaping—just a habit of mine.
Chen Chen's room was not small; there was an empty space beside the bed just right for setting up a formation. Activate Formation: Call of Souls. This was something I had done many times before, but this time it did not go smoothly. First, Chen Chen kept chatting with Sister Su and asking various questions about what I was doing as the strange uncle, which made my mind waver and interrupted my incantations several times. Eventually, Chen Chen quieted down, but I sensed that Mr. Chen's soul seemed reluctant to come out. It felt like there was some third-party pressure preventing him.
However, with no turning back now that I had prepared for the Call of Souls, I had to proceed. After several adjustments, I forcefully summoned Mr. Chen's spirit.
Before the Soul Calling Array, a phantom slowly emerged from nothingness, gradually solidifying into the form of a disheveled middle-aged man. His feet did not touch the ground; in fact, his lower legs could not solidify at all. This startled me; Mr. Chen's soul was indeed bound by some means that restrained his legs. No wonder he couldn't leave for so long and kept trying to break through the sealing charm at the door.
Chen Chen exclaimed joyfully, "Dad!" His face beamed with happiness as if he wanted to rush over. In stark contrast, Sister Su's reaction was completely different; one hand covered her mouth in disbelief as she stared at the floating spirit while pulling back the eager Chen Chen with her other hand. Tears shimmered in her eyes as muffled sounds escaped from her covered mouth, making my heart ache.
Sister Su gazed at that familiar stranger floating in the air, her heart filled with mixed emotions. I attempted to communicate with Mr. Chen and asked my first question: "Mr. Chen, who has tampered with your soul?"
This question came out abruptly, pulling Sister Su out of her shock and leaving Mr. Chen's spirit momentarily speechless.
"I... I don't know what's going on; I just can't get out of this house," Mr. Chen stammered in response. After saying this, he turned around and seriously told Sister Su, "I... I'm sorry."
Upon hearing this, tears streamed uncontrollably down Sister Su's face; she trembled all over as sorrowful tears fell from her cheeks onto her hand that covered her mouth.
Even the strongest woman is ultimately just a woman. When she hasn't seen him, she can act indifferent, but when she stands face to face with her deceased husband again, she realizes what lies within her heart. After all these years of love, how can it be simply interpreted with a single word like "hate"?
Sister Su said nothing, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. I didn't believe she was afraid, so I didn't prepare to comfort her. Instead, I continued to ask, "Mr. Chen, you have been afflicted by a Yin Curse, which is why you cannot leave this house, let alone talk about reincarnation. I cannot break this curse either. If this continues, not only will your soul shatter, but Chen Chen will also be greatly affected. So you need to tell me who cast the Yin Curse on you and what kind of Yin Curse it is."
He stammered and couldn't articulate anything clearly. I had no choice but to use a method to test him. The method was simple yet complex; it involved drawing a testing talisman and placing it on the Spirit God. From the talisman's reaction, I could determine what kind of Yin Curse it was, though it would cause some harm to the Spirit God himself.
Although this method was somewhat inappropriate, I had no other options, and he was in a very weak state; time was running out.
In a hurry, I drew a talisman and placed it on Mr. Chen's spirit. He let out a light roar that informed me the Yin Curse was a Blood Curse.
The Blood Curse is used to punish Spirit Gods. However, casting such a curse is difficult and requires three conditions: first, the Spirit God must have an obsession that is directed towards his descendants; second, there must be hair and nails from the Spirit God during his lifetime; third—and most crucial—the curse must be activated using blood from the ring finger of a woman who has had intimate relations with the Spirit God within twenty-one days prior and who harbors intense hatred for him.
In the past, many Taoist predecessors used this method to punish those who were excessively indulgent and morally corrupt. Such individuals deserved punishment from the heavenly laws; thus, using this Yin Curse would not harm Yin De.
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