You have made it so that my mother and I haven't had a proper meal in years, enduring the disdain of our family, and now you inexplicably accuse my son! The couple has been arguing about this all day. In the end, Lu Boss had no choice but to ask Goldsmith to re-silver the item.
This time, he stayed in the house all night without daring to leave. To prevent himself from falling asleep and letting someone break in, he not only slept by the door but also tied a bell to his hand. He thought that a quiet night meant everything was fine, but when he opened his eyes the next day, he found that the Wanguizhi had been ruined again.
Hearing this, Second Uncle sneered and said, "You've already offended the little ghosts. Do you think re-gilding will make up for it? They are not that generous; they won't consider it over until your whole family is dealt with."
Lu Boss felt both frustrated and innocent. How could such a thing happen out of nowhere? Moreover, his son said an aunt forced him to smash the Wanguizhi. However, the couple's eyes were wide open like cow balls, and they didn't see any aunt around.
Second Uncle was very angry and said, "Regardless of anything, you should have clarified this matter before we arrived. If I hadn't asked, would you have planned not to tell us?"
Lu Boss was caught out and lowered his head in silence. His wife couldn't hold back her anger and said, "It's your product that has a problem; why should we be blamed? It's already good that we haven't asked you for compensation!"
Second Uncle looked at her calmly and said, "Compensation? No problem, I can refund you immediately, guaranteed every penny. But this matter, I won't handle it, nor will I let the nearby Ajan take care of it. Let's see if you have the life to take the money or if you'll still be alive to spend it!"
Saying this, Second Uncle started to walk out. Naturally, A-Zhan Ping followed him. Lu Boss panicked and shouted at his wife to shut up, then rushed after them, thanking them profusely and offering red envelopes. After saying all kinds of good things, Second Uncle reluctantly agreed to stay.
His wife seemed not to understand how serious the situation was and muttered on the side, "Isn't it just a seller? Why act so arrogant!"
Lu Boss was afraid her careless words would offend them further, so he scolded her and pushed her into the bedroom, forbidding her from coming out. When he returned, Second Uncle said, "Ajan Master said there are two types of evil spirits in your house. One should be Wanguizhi; it's particularly fierce and troublesome. The other one is currently unknown. I hope you can tell the truth; this will help us resolve the trouble. Also, regarding costs, we must clarify beforehand: regardless of whether Ajan's methods succeed or not, you must pay 200,000 Thai Baht upfront. If successful, pay another 400,000; if not successful, we will just leave."
Lu Boss looked pained at the thought of 600,000 Thai Baht—almost 120,000 Renminbi. This amount might not seem too much for him; however, having to pay even if it fails is something many people cannot accept. Second Uncle had already figured him out and said that if he didn't want to pay, he could find a way to solve it himself without spending a dime.
Some might wonder why he wouldn't seek another Ajan if he had to spend so much money. Although Second Uncle has extensive connections, he certainly cannot influence all of Thailand. This situation is quite understandable: Mainland China is the birthplace of Taoism and Buddhism is also exceptionally prosperous; it's said there are countless experts available. However, if you go out with over 100,000 yuan in hand, you might end up spending all your money without finding a truly capable person.
It’s not that all experts from Mainland China are just for show; rather, without connections, you simply don’t know where such people are hiding. They are not like police officers who can be summoned with a simple call for service. Trying to randomly find someone skilled is like hitting your head against a wall. After all, there are far more scammers in this world than there are genuine experts.
If Boss Lu had a way, he wouldn't have to call Second Uncle for help. After contemplating for a long time, he could only reluctantly agree to such harsh conditions.
However, regarding the second type of evil spirit mentioned by A-Zhan Ping, he still hesitated and expressed uncertainty. For a client who was not very cooperative, Second Uncle also lost patience and instructed A-Zhan Ping to proceed with the ritual directly. Regardless of the outcome, they would still get paid.
The "Ghost of Ten Thousand Ghosts" is made from the ashes of countless cremated individuals, mixed with too many fragmented spirits. To collect such a complex spirit, it is essential to first gather them into a whole. Just like we cannot find dust scattered all over a room, but if it is gathered into a pile, it can be easily cleaned up.
To achieve this, ample preparation is needed. A-Zhan Ping made a phone call to have his apprentice bring many related items. Among them were two puzzling objects: one was a baby carved from black and white wood, divided into male and female figures, and the other was a White Bone Pagoda wrapped in cloth.
As for the other items, Lin Lin scattered about a dozen types, which were already hard to keep track of.
A-Zhan Ping placed these items on the ground and then asked Boss Lu to summon the Ghost of Ten Thousand Ghosts. Knowing that the little ghosts had already begun their revenge, Boss Lu dared not move. After hesitating for a long time and under Second Uncle's pressure, he had no choice but to grimace as he brought the Ghost of Ten Thousand Ghosts down from the second floor.
I was puzzled and asked Second Uncle why they didn't perform the ritual directly on the second floor. Second Uncle explained that Yin Qi belongs to impure substances and sinks underground; therefore, rituals should be conducted on the first floor. In Chinese terms, this means being grounded.
Looking at the Ghost of Ten Thousand Ghosts with its uneven surface, A-Zhan Ping joined his hands together and chanted some scriptures before receiving it with both hands and placing it in front of the White Bone Pagoda. Then he picked up the two wooden baby carvings beside him, held them in his hands, and recited spells to empower them.
After twenty minutes had passed, A-Zhan Ping finally opened his eyes. He did not get up but told Boss Lu to bring his son over. Boss Lu became very anxious and asked what this was for. Second Uncle was quite impatient and said, "Just take him away; why ask so much? Are we going to harm him?"
Boss Lu needed A-Zhan Ping's help, so although an unhappy expression appeared on his face, he had no choice but to bring his son from the room. At that moment, A-Zhan Ping's apprentice took out a small knife and asked the child to extend his hand before making a small cut on his finger.
Blood immediately flowed out. The child was only seven or eight years old and did not understand good or bad; he cried out in pain. Boss Lu's wife heard this from inside the house and rushed out. Seeing her son with blood on one hand, she immediately turned fierce like a mother tiger: "What are you doing! Don't touch my son!"
She clawed and scratched in a fierce manner reminiscent of an old rural woman throwing a tantrum. However, A-Zhan Ping's apprentice had no intention of showing mercy; with a casual shove, he pushed her aside. Seeing her husband standing there without saying anything made her sit down on the ground immediately, kicking her legs and wailing: "You heartless people! We came to Thailand just to suffer like this! Oh heavens, open your eyes and strike down this scoundrel!"
The scene felt like an old rural woman throwing a fit; I found it both amusing and speechless. This woman really didn't understand; we were clearly helping their family while she came out to cause trouble without knowing anything.
Boss Lu also had a grim expression, not only angry with his wife but also concerned about his biological son. He needed to clarify why they had to use blood.
A-Zhan Ping calmly explained that these two wooden carvings were made by him using Yin-Yang wood. Yin-Yang wood refers to two types of wood, black and white, and it must possess a Yin quality. Carving male and female infants from this wood greatly enhances the ability to attract spirits. However, to fully draw in the spirits, the blood of a child is necessary as it contains the vitality of the human body; from a certain perspective, this acts as a distraction for the spirits.
Upon hearing this, Boss Lu immediately became anxious and asked if there would be any impact on his son during the spirit-attracting process. A-Zhan Ping reassured him that the effect would be minimal, at most, he would feel cold, but it would be fine once the ritual was over. With this explanation, Boss Lu's expression improved slightly.
However, even though he understood, his wife was unwilling. Why should they use their son's blood for no reason? Boss Lu felt cornered and directly took the wooden carving, applying his son's blood onto it himself. Then he handed the carving to A-Zhan Ping, held his son in his arms, and forcibly pulled his wife into the bedroom.
Even through the bedroom door, the couple's heated argument could be heard. I shook my head secretly; although Boss Lu had recovered fifteen million Thai Baht using the spirits, these current troubles were likely more headache-inducing than that money. Thus, raising a spirit might bring temporary benefits but wouldn't last forever.
A-Zhan Ping didn't care about their argument; being a dedicated person, he placed the blood-coated black-and-white wooden carving in front of the spirit. Then he took out a round white object from his pocket, holding it in his right hand while placing his left hand on the wooden carving and began chanting an Invocation Spell.
I couldn't understand what he was chanting, so I asked Second Uncle what A-Zhan was holding. Second Uncle glanced over and said, "It should be the skull of a Sorcerer; it's very effective for rituals."
A skull! I felt a chill run down my spine; A-Zhan was actually using such an odd object? Seeing my shocked expression, Second Uncle chuckled and said, "The more powerful a Sorcerer is in life, the more likely their skull will be coveted after death. If it's a complete skull, it can be made into a magical tool called Yueye, which greatly enhances various types of sorcery and curses. However, its use is very limited; only the Sorcerer themselves can use it."
The more I listened, the more uneasy I felt and said, "Fortunately there are limitations; otherwise anyone could use it and all kinds of sorcery would run rampant in this world."
Second Uncle smiled and said, "Although Yueye empowered by a Sorcerer's skull generally cannot be used by ordinary people, if it's an ordinary person's skull, there are not so many restrictions. I know many Ajan who have made Yueye from regular skulls that anyone can summon for wishes; their effects are stronger than those of typical spirits."
Second Uncle's words were increasingly shocking. Whether in Taoism or Buddhism, the bodies of Experts after death are treated like treasures; no one thinks about taking parts of their bodies to make magical tools. But in Thailand, Ajan Masters in this field truly find no peace even after death. The more powerful you are, the more people want your body. Just thinking about it sent shivers down my spine.
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