The little male ghost was stunned for a moment. When he saw the half-torn talisman, his expression instantly turned sinister.
"Your reaction was quick, but you were still a step too late. I really have to thank you, sister!"
"To express my gratitude, I will make you jump from the ninth floor."
The little male ghost let out a sinister laugh, and the talismans on the iron cage were instantly blown away by the Yin energy.
Without the restraint of the talisman's Yang energy, the little male ghost flew out of the iron cage.
The Yin energy on his body gathered to an extremely dense level.
Zhao Yan had initially thought the little male ghost was a good one, but as she approached the iron cage, she could feel a heavy resentment emanating from him.
Her master had once told her that some extremely wicked ghosts, after enduring the tortures of the underworld, finally had a chance to reincarnate as humans. If something unexpected happened at that time, preventing them from becoming human and turning them back into ghosts would result in immense resentment.
At such times, they would engage in acts of revenge. The hanged female ghost and the other victims were all harmed by the little male ghost.
She had previously thought the female ghost who jumped off the building was the fiercest.
The little male ghost had absorbed a lot of Yin energy as soon as he got out of the iron cage.
Besides Zhao Yan seeing this Yin energy, the cameraman and his crew only felt a strong gust of wind blowing through the room, pushing them out.
With a "bang," the door was blown shut.
The little male ghost let out a sinister laugh, "You're dead, you stinking Taoist priest. I'm going to suck all your Yang energy dry and keep your soul to serve me for eternity!"
The little male ghost rushed out rapidly, his sharp claws aiming to tear Zhao Yan's throat.
Zhao Yan dodged sideways, causing the little male ghost to miss: "Is that all?"
She shook her head slightly in disappointment, having expected more.
Turning around, she looked behind her and saw that the door had been closed.
The cameraman was trapped behind it and couldn't get in for a while.
With the live broadcast effect gone, Zhao Yan shook her head and decided to stop pretending.
She opened her bag and took out a two-meter-long spear.
This spear was made of Thunderwood, taken from a peach tree struck by lightning, and it was a great weapon against ghosts.
When she went to the psychiatric hospital, Zhao Yan had packed all the weapons from the Taoist temple into her bag.
She swung the spear around for a bit, and it whistled through the air.
"Zhao Yan! The twenty-seventh generation successor of Qingfeng Taoist Temple."
"Please, enlighten me!"
"Oh, right, I can let you run 1.99 meters first."
"Whoosh!" The little male ghost continuously exhaled Yin energy.
He intended to use this Yin energy to obscure Zhao Yan's vision.
Then, relying on his small and agile body, he would launch a surprise attack.
Zhao Yan could hear this little scheme from over a meter away. She let out a cold snort, and the spear flew from her hand, making a cracking sound in the air due to its speed.
"Don't kill him! If you're going to kill, kill me! I was too selfish, I didn't think about my unborn child. I shouldn't have jumped. If I hadn't jumped, he would have lived. I caused his death, so it's only right for him to resent me!" The red-clothed female ghost behind her suddenly blocked Zhao Yan's path.
At first, she thought the red-clothed female ghost was controlled by the little male ghost, but she didn't expect her to have her own thoughts.
"Fine, then I'll kill you first, then him!" Zhao Yan said.
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The red-clothed female ghost was stunned. This wasn't how she imagined it would go.
Shouldn't she have been persuaded first?
Seeing the spearhead getting closer, it was too late for the red-clothed female ghost to dodge.
With one thrust, she pierced through the red-clothed female ghost and the little male ghost's souls together.
"You... you... I'm innocent! You stinking Taoist priest, may you die a terrible death!" the red-clothed female ghost snarled at Zhao Yan.
"Innocent?" Zhao Yan chuckled and pulled out the spear.
If she were innocent, she wouldn't be stained with the resentment of others.
"To protect your son, you killed someone else. Before that person died, they sealed your son in an iron cage. Do you dare say you are innocent?"
"The resentment on your body is the same as the resentment of the resident of 603."
"Do you really think I, Zhao Yan, am easily fooled?"
The red-clothed female ghost's face turned ashen with shock.
Zhao Yan stabbed the mother and son ghosts seven times consecutively until their souls were scattered, then she withdrew the spear.
When she had been on the sixth floor before, she had sensed a heavy resentment on that floor.
She had asked the cameraman, and no man had died there.
At first, she thought the man was a perverted serial killer who collected personal clothing, but now it seemed he was purely a pervert who liked collecting personal clothing.
And he was a fellow practitioner, reminding her of the old Taoist. Although the old Taoist didn't have this particular hobby, he was also a purely lustful old man.
That Taoist priest must have felt pity. Seeing the female ghost pleading for her son, his heart softened, which allowed her to seize the opportunity and kill him.
Making her heart soften was impossible.
Zhao Yan put away the spear, moved the iron cage, and behind it, a shriveled male corpse was hidden.
"Wu Liang Tian Zun!" Zhao Yan clasped her hands together and bowed to the corpse.
Without the restraint of Yin energy, they could open the door.
The cameraman immediately noticed the corpse, and the camera focused on it.
"Call the police!" Zhao Yan said softly.
The normal procedures still had to be followed.
The live broadcast reached its peak of popularity the moment the corpse was discovered.
Zhao Yan walked downstairs, and Lin Xihang immediately brought over a stool.
"Master Zhao, please sit! Your performance was truly amazing!" Lin Xihang gave Zhao Yan a thumbs-up.
The live broadcast concluded with the discovery of the corpse, instantly boosting its popularity to the extreme.
With that, Lin Xihang lowered his voice and said, "Master Zhao, was that corpse a prop you prepared in advance?"
Zhao Yan shook her head, "No, it's a real corpse. I've already asked the cameraman to call the police."
"Ah!" Lin Xihang was surprised.
He had thought Zhao Yan had deliberately placed a fake corpse for the sake of the live broadcast.
As the police arrived, Officer Xiao Qin saw Zhao Yan and helplessly patted his forehead.
After investigating the corpse, he went downstairs and said to Zhao Yan, "I see you again, Miss Zhao."
While driving over, he had been wondering if he would see Zhao Yan this time, and he hadn't expected to actually see her.
Zhao Yan said earnestly, "This time it was really a coincidence. I was here for a live broadcast work and saw it."
"Don't be nervous, I'm not suspecting you," Officer Xiao Qin said with a wry smile.
Lin Xihang was the overall person in charge of this live broadcast. Officer Xiao Qin asked him a few questions before taking the corpse back for investigation.
"Master Zhao, I really didn't choose the wrong person. You are truly amazing."
As Lin Xihang praised her, he tapped on his phone.
"Alipay transfer of one hundred thousand yuan received."
Zhao Yan smiled as she saw the money arrive, "Thank you, Boss Lin, for the opportunity."
"Master Zhao, would you like to have a drink tonight?"