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I frowned and turned to Wang Hai, asking in confusion, "Is there something else?"
Seeing my puzzled expression, Wang Hai looked a bit surprised. "Oh, didn't Jin Yuanjie tell you? She's really being reckless, how could she send someone over like that!"
"Housekeeper, take the suitcase back and call Jin Yuan to ask for a refund!" Wang Hai gestured to the housekeeper standing nearby, his tone a bit angry.
"Yes, sir!" The housekeeper approached me, reaching for the suitcase in my backpack. I felt conflicted; I hadn't expected to be completely deceived by Jin Yuan, but now that I had the 500,000 Renminbi in hand, I was reluctant to just give it back.
A glint flashed in my eyes as I gritted my teeth and pushed the housekeeper's hand away. "Wait a minute, Wang Hai, do you want me to help you deal with the dirty business in this villa?"
Wang Hai waved his hand at the housekeeper, signaling him to step aside. He smiled and said, "Haha, I didn't expect you to guess it; you really have some skills!"
"Since Jin Yuan didn't tell you the specifics, let me explain again." Wang Hai paused for a moment, his gaze becoming distant as if lost in memory. He spoke slowly, "About ten years ago, I suddenly fell seriously ill. The hospital issued a critical condition notice saying I wouldn't survive more than a week. At that time, I was desperate but didn't want to die. So I started looking for unconventional methods to prolong my life."
"I had people investigate for six months and found three or four unconventional methods to extend life. However, after trying them out, they were all ineffective—just scams!" At this point, Wang Hai's expression was filled with anger. Yet looking at him now, full of vitality, it was hard to imagine he had once been gravely ill.
Wang Hai took a sip of tea and continued, "Just when I was about to give up, a strange person came to me claiming he could help me extend my life. With a mindset of giving it one last try, I agreed—and he actually succeeded in keeping me alive until now."
Wang Hai looked up at me and asked with a smile, "Jiang Ling, do you know how that strange person did it?"
"I can't guess!" I shook my head without hesitation. In fact, from the very beginning, I had been pondering whether there were any spells related to extending life among the Taoist Magic and Buddhist Spells I had encountered. However, after recalling everything, I realized there was no such spell; I hadn't even heard of one.
Seeing my puzzled expression, Wang Hai nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Actually, it's not complicated. That person gave me a wooden puppet carved into the shape of a child; inside it was a ghost! He instructed me to nourish that ghost with the blood of a living person every night at midnight and offer it flesh and blood food three times a day. This way, the ghost could borrow life force from others and extend my life!"
"You are using the blood of a Living Person to raise ghosts!" As I listened to Wang Hai's explanation, a surge of anger welled up inside me. The blood of a Living Person contains a trace of their lifespan; as long as the blood offered is sufficient and fresh enough, the ghost can extract the lifespan from it, forcibly extending Wang Hai's life.
Raising ghosts is part of Western Sorcery, which is not commonly seen in our country. Many people abroad raise ghosts to seek wealth in business, while others do so in hopes of finding a girlfriend. Essentially, if you have a request for the Demon God, you can raise a ghost to assist you.
Of course, raising ghosts is not infallible; they will only provide limited help, and ultimately, one must rely on themselves. Sometimes, if the raised ghost is unsuitable, it can even bring misfortune and lead to the death of its keeper.
Wang Hai's method of using the blood of a Living Person to extend his life is extremely evil, requiring at least one adult's worth of blood to be drained. This practice falls under the forbidden techniques of the Yin-Yang Realms.
A murderous intent flashed in my eyes as I pointed my Demon-Subduing Staff at Wang Hai and coldly asked, "Wang Hai, how many people have you harmed over these ten years just to stay alive?"
"Haha, Jiang Ling, you might be misunderstanding me! I haven't harmed a single person during these ten years!" Wang Hai laughed heartily, seemingly unfazed by my reaction. He continued, "After that strange person told me how to raise ghosts, I immediately spent money at the hospital to buy enough blood from Living Persons. All that blood was donated voluntarily by others; I merely paid some money and didn't kill anyone!"
Hearing Wang Hai's explanation made me think: if he had to kill someone each time he needed blood, then he would have killed at least three or four thousand Living Persons over these ten years. With so many people going missing consecutively, the police would have already traced it back to Wang Hai and executed him.
Even though I knew that Wang Hai hadn't killed anyone, I still found his use of Living Person blood to raise ghosts unacceptable. I retracted my Demon-Subduing Staff and coldly snorted, "Hmph! You called me here because something went wrong with the ghost you raised!"
Wang Hai paid no mind to my attitude; he nodded with a smile and said, "Over these years, I've raised several ghosts one after another, mostly for financial luck. But about a month ago, for some reason, my group of ghosts started causing chaos and completely disregarded my commands."
"I previously contacted the strange person who sold me the ghosts. He told me that they might be throwing a tantrum and suggested I find someone skilled in Spellcasting to deal with them; then they would calm down!" A peculiar glint appeared in Wang Hai's eyes as he continued, "Through acquaintances, I finally found your Buddhist Artifact Shop, and Jin Yuanjie sent you over!"
At that moment, I finally understood the source of the Evil Qi in the villa. Although I was reluctant to help Wang Hai, thinking about the five hundred thousand Renminbi in my backpack made me unwillingly say, "I understand now. Where are the ghosts you've raised? I'll go give them a good beating; will that work?"
"Jiang Ling, feel free to go all out against those ghosts; don't hold back!" Wang Hai nodded eagerly. He pointed toward an iron door on the left side of the hall and said, "Those ghosts prefer dark places, so I've kept them in the basement. The butler will take you there shortly! It's almost noon now; should we grab something to eat first?"
"There's no need for a meal; I have to rush back to the Buddhist Artifact Shop soon! Let's head over now!" I said, quickly walking toward the entrance of the basement. The butler, holding a flashlight, hurriedly followed me.
Wang Hai watched my departing figure, a flicker of concealed killing intent flashing in his eyes. He took a sip of tea and muttered to himself, "Jiang Ling, I hope you can give those ghosts a good beating! Just don't die in there!"
(End of Chapter)
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