Bald Bear considered himself extraordinary.
In this city of Qing, he was like an underground emperor.
He ran underground casinos, involved in gambling, women, and drugs, having done many evil deeds.
Because he had great influence in the region.
Both the underworld and the authorities had to give him some face.
He was used to being arrogant and overbearing, and now I wanted to seal one of his souls.
To let him be an ordinary person in his next life, he naturally refused.
At this moment, he still wanted to make a gamble, to sneak attack and kill me.
However, his plan failed.
He was now flying more than five meters away, falling and covered in injuries.
And Qingdai, at this very moment, revealed her true form.
When Bald Bear saw Qingdai appear, his face turned pale with fright:
"Ghost, a ghost..."
He shouted in terror.
But Qingdai spoke coldly:
"I will seal your seventh soul, Fushi."
As soon as the words fell, Qingdai pointed a finger.
A white light directly hit Bald Bear.
Bald Bear's body trembled violently, feeling a chill envelop him.
His whole body felt like it was being gnawed by ants, causing an extremely uncomfortable and intense itch.
"Ahhh..."
He kept screaming, rolling on the ground.
And his seventh soul was rapidly sealed by Qingdai's power, forming a seal within his body.
Bald Bear's body suddenly arched, like a mantis shrimp.
Finally, at the chest area, a small red dot appeared.
The next second, he lay stiffly on the ground, motionless.
I had read about the Three Souls and Seven Souls in my master's collection of books;
The seventh soul is also called "Ying Po," also known as Fushi.
It governs the vital soul and controls consciousness.
Now that his seventh soul was sealed, Bald Bear would likely be a simpleton most of the time from now on.
Although he wouldn't become a completely idiotic imbecile, it was unlikely he could maintain his current status.
I exhaled a puff of smoke, showing no pity.
This was the best way I could think of to punish him.
Perhaps by doing this, he might commit fewer sins and suffer less hardship and karmic debt after death.
"Thank you for your trouble today, Qingdai."
Qingdai shook her head and said lightly:
"It's nothing!
You should go back early too.
I'm leaving."
After speaking, she glanced at me, and I didn't know what expression she had.
Her body instantly became ethereal, then turned into a white smoke and disappeared before my eyes.
"Goodbye!"
I watched Qingdai disappear and said.
The night wind blew.
On the rooftop at this moment, only Bald Bear, the underworld boss of Qing city, and I remained.
I glanced at him, no longer lingering.
I turned directly and walked off the rooftop.
Everything that needed to be done was done, and the rest was not my concern.
All I could do was to drive away malevolent spirits, slay demons, and contend for ghost lifespan...
Arriving downstairs, it was already past one o'clock.
The weather had become a bit chilly.
I walked alone on the street, but felt no loneliness. Instead, I had more goals and motivation.
It also inspired me to become stronger and go further on this path.
At least in the places I visited.
There would be no dark spirits harming people, no demonic cultivation causing trouble.
In the words of Old Mo.
Quietly, be a demon slayer walking in the darkness of the city.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile.
I called for another car to go back.
By the time I got home, it was late at night.
Exhausted and still injured.
After bandaging myself up, I finally lay down on the bed to rest.
I had thought I could sleep in since Master wasn't back.
But the very next morning, I was woken up by my phone ringing.
Drowsily, I pressed the answer button and heard my master roaring on the other end of the line:
"Qin Ze, what time is it? Why aren't you here at work yet?"
Hearing my master's voice, I was instantly startled awake:
"Mas- Master, you're back?"
"Nonsense, otherwise how would I know you're not at work? Two thousand yuan will be deducted from your salary this month."
My heart sank.
I had skipped work for just one day, and Master had caught me red-handed.
"Master, please don't."
"Don't what? Come to work quickly, there are many customers today, I'm almost overwhelmed..."
Master spoke furiously.
Explaining now would be futile.
I could only reply that I would be there soon.
Then I put on my clothes and rushed to Wan Fu Tang.
By the time I arrived at the shop, it was almost noon.
I found that there were indeed many customers today, with people still coming and going.
I was puzzled, why was the business so good today when the shop usually had few people?
Not only our shop, but also the Wan Shou Tang across the street was the same.
It wasn't the Qingming Festival or New Year.
Hurrying to the shop.
Before I could speak, Master glared at me:
"Little Qin, go to the warehouse and move out all the joss paper."
"Okay!"
I nodded with red eyes and quickly went to the warehouse.
I moved out the joss paper, incense, and candles.
The customers today were also coming in an endless stream.
It was sold out again in no time.
The business only stopped around mealtime.
I breathed a sigh of relief and asked:
"Master, what's going on? Why is business so good today?"
Master lit his pipe and took a puff:
"The resettlement houses are handing over keys today, and these relocated residents are moving into new homes. They all want to buy some joss paper to offer to the Kitchen God for good luck.
And you, you skipped work.
What were you doing last night? Why are your eyes so red? And you still have bandages on your body?"
Hearing Master's question, I smiled wryly:
"Master! You have no idea what I was doing last night."
"What? Playing games all night?"
Master replied irritably.
I shook my head:
"I wish! Your disciple ran into Miao Nanzi yesterday and almost lost his life..."
Master was looking at me irritably.
But when I uttered the words "Miao Nanzi," he was startled:
"What? You met that demonic priest again?"