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This unbelievable situation would probably be hard for anyone to believe, and they would just think that Miss Ming is lying. However, for someone like me, who often encounters such events, it seems strange but not entirely unacceptable.
Since the corpse was brought here, it saves me a trip to Hong Kong later. I called Second Uncle again to use his connections to have this Infant Mummy shipped back to the mainland. When I left A-Zhan Ping's place, Miss Ming asked me if she was going to die.
The famous star looked a bit pale, likely frightened. I forced a casual smile and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here; nothing will happen."
After returning to the mainland, I took Miss Ming to Second Uncle's company, where we met Ajan Dong, who had been waiting for us. The shipping company Second Uncle found was indeed efficient; by the time we arrived, the package had already been delivered. Ajan Dong opened it and praised A-Zhan Ping for his meticulousness. This skull contained immense power and was one of A-Zhan Ping's most precious artifacts.
He used this item to suppress the Little Ghost Spirit within the corpse and allowed us to bring it thousands of miles away to the mainland, which showed extreme trust. No other Ajan would have been able to do this.
I silently admired Second Uncle for finding such a reliable person; A-Zhan Ping truly had a warm demeanor that made one feel at ease.
Taking advantage of this conversation, I asked Ajan Dong why the corpse suddenly appeared in Miss Ming's bag. Could it possibly teleport?
Ajan Dong shook his head; teleportation was impossible as it belonged to a spatial realm that only deities could control. As for how the corpse suddenly appeared in her bag, it wasn't difficult to understand and wasn't particularly strange. I was surprised and asked him what he meant. Ajan Dong explained that little ghosts could blind people's eyes and even control their bodies. In such cases, one would not be aware of their own actions.
Thus, Miss Ming likely placed it in her bag under the influence of the little ghost without realizing it. The talismans drawn by the Hong Kong Master concealed the little ghost's Yin Qi, which even I failed to notice. Only a master like A-Zhan Ping could detect such details.
I suddenly understood; that must be how it happened. With this explanation, things made sense, and Miss Ming felt somewhat relieved. She had truly been frightened by this elusive little ghost and couldn't stop worrying throughout our journey.
Ajan Dong picked up the corpse and asked Miss Ming if she had done anything taboo. Miss Ming carefully thought about it and shook her head, saying, "I've always followed your instructions and kept it on the table for worship. I change its favorite toys and new clothes almost every day. You know that while I want to raise a little ghost, I'm too scared to get too close, so I've never touched it or violated any taboos."
Ajan Dong responded with an "Oh," then asked, "Have you made any wishes without fulfilling them?"
Miss Ming shook her head again; her greatest wish was to make a comeback. After successfully returning to the spotlight, she treated the little ghost like a real child with utmost care. If she had violated any taboos under such circumstances, that would truly be absurd.
Neither this nor that seemed right, leaving Ajan Dong confused. He had helped people raise little ghosts many times without encountering such strange phenomena before. Out of nowhere, the little ghost became aggressive and even turned against its owner! Although he couldn't figure out why this happened, Ajan Dong seriously began thinking of solutions. He needed to resolve this issue; otherwise, if word got out that his little ghost had problems, who would dare collaborate with him in the future?
For Ajan Master, friendship was less important than money, and money was less important than reputation because the latter could lead to more wealth.
Of course, while Ajan Dong didn't say anything about it, Second Uncle was displeased. Recently there hadn't been any major business deals; the real estate market was also sluggish, so Second Uncle spent most of his time at the company playing cards with others. He was quite skilled at calculating odds; nearly everyone in the company, including the Azhans, had lost money to him at least once. However, since he was a major investor, everyone took it lightly; losing some money was just a way to pass time.
However, Second Uncle really knows how to handle things. After winning money, he doesn’t pocket it for himself but instead treats the losers to a lavish feast, getting them drunk and merry. This way, the losers don’t mind as much; after all, playing always costs money.
While Ajan Dong was figuring out how to resolve the issue with the little ghost, Second Uncle had already started discussing business with Miss Ming. His demand was very clear: one million, not a penny more or less. Miss Ming was momentarily taken aback and couldn’t help but look at me. Second Uncle frowned and shot me a glare, saying, “You didn’t tell her?”
I chuckled awkwardly and said, “I’ve been too busy to get around to it… but that price is too high; Miss Ming is someone I really admire, can we lower it?”
“Admire? Idol?” Second Uncle jumped up, saying, “I admire Maggie Cheung too! What good does admiration do? Can she come and accompany me? If you can bring her here, I’ll pay that one million!”
What a wealthy upstart! I cursed under my breath; I should have known to meet Ajan Dong outside if Second Uncle was at the company.
I didn’t know how much money Miss Ming had made during this time, but judging by her expression, the price of one million was clearly beyond her expectations. To make things easier for her, I had no choice but to pull Second Uncle outside for a discussion. After some back-and-forth, we nearly ended up in a heated argument.
This is my client; how much I charge is my business! But Second Uncle had a point: the client is yours, but Ajan is mine. This money is meant for Ajan, right? Do you want me to go back in there and have him demand one million from you?
With such a stubborn Second Uncle, I found myself at a loss. He held the channels in his hands, and I could only concede.
Fortunately, seeing that I was genuinely unhappy, Second Uncle relented and said the minimum would be fifty thousand. Celebrities can easily earn hundreds of thousands just by taking on an advertisement; spending this amount to avoid trouble isn’t a big deal at all!
Fifty thousand was Second Uncle’s bottom line; any less and he would take Ajan Dong away. A businessman like him doesn’t care how scared your client might be. Instilling fear in clients is what they aim for most. The more afraid you are, the more they will demand; after all, the one who ultimately compromises will never be them.
Once inside, I told Miss Ming that this matter required a fifty thousand reward and that half needed to be paid upfront.
Miss Ming looked at me several times before turning to glance at Second Uncle. After a moment, she sighed and said, “Alright, but I don’t have that much cash on me right now; I can only do an electronic transfer.”
In 2008, online banking had already begun to take off. Businesspeople with some money would open online banking accounts. They could handle their affairs without leaving home; such convenience was appreciated by everyone. Unlike some young people today who find setting up online banking akin to a death sentence and can’t even be bothered to lift a finger.
As Miss Ming made the payment, Ajan Dong had already come up with a plan. He believed that regardless of the reason behind the little ghost's issues, since the victim couldn’t provide answers, they could only ask this little ghost spirit directly. First clarify the situation and then decide whether to eliminate it or let it go.
Miss Ming naturally had no objections; as long as Ajan could resolve this matter, she didn’t want to pry too much.
With the victim's consent, Ajan Dong immediately led us into his room. There were some tools essential for his rituals there, such as candles, mind control powder, pens, and so on.
After entering the room, Ajan Dong placed the Infant Mummy on the floor and lit a candle beside it. He then untied the threads binding the corpse, setting the skull aside. As soon as the Infant Mummy was freed, Yin Qi surged out like a mad dog, lunging straight for Miss Ming.
Compared to A-Zhan Ping, Ajan Dong's approach was much more brutal. He directly pulled out the Skull Domain, slammed it down, and began chanting loudly. The Yin Qi that had surged out had no strength to resist and was forcibly pulled back. However, even though it couldn't attack anyone, it continued to thrash about. The corpse on the ground trembled rapidly, as if it might spring up at any moment.
I instinctively pulled Miss Ming back a few steps to avoid being caught off guard.
Second Uncle scoffed and said, "After being a Dealer for so long, you still have such a cowardly heart. It's embarrassing!"
Being humiliated like this in front of an idol made me want to pounce on him if he weren't my Second Uncle. It was clear that Second Uncle was upset about losing fifty thousand; I really couldn't understand him. Whether it was one hundred thousand or fifty thousand, it all went into my account and had nothing to do with him—why was he so anxious?
At that moment, the candle beside us suddenly extinguished. Second Uncle immediately reached out to pull me closer. Before I could react to what was happening, I felt a cold wind sweep past. Then Miss Ming shuddered and jumped up like a wolf, opening her mouth to bite at my neck.
What kind of person is Second Uncle? Born into a military family, he had been in contact with underground forces in Bangkok since childhood. Throughout his life, he had encountered some of the most ruthless individuals in the world and experienced countless bizarre events that I couldn't even imagine. In this situation, it was just a minor issue for him. Seeing me dazed, Second Uncle yanked me hard while simultaneously delivering a powerful kick.
Although Miss Ming had suddenly gone berserk and possessed considerable strength, she was still unsteady from Second Uncle's kick; after all, she was mid-air and had no leverage.
Dodging this attack, Second Uncle quickly pulled out the White Olive Amulet from around my neck and coldly said to Miss Ming, "Come again! I’ll kill you if you dare!"
This newly crafted White Olive Amulet had been blessed by several High Monks from major temples and possessed incredible power. Ordinary curses and minor spirits could not approach it at all. Miss Ming must have been possessed, but whatever was inside her body was temporarily subdued due to the White Olive Amulet and dared not act recklessly.
It was only then that I realized what had happened and looked towards Ajan Dong, thinking that I had just felt these people were reliable, only for them to cause trouble in an instant!
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