Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Bai Wuchang is tall and thin, with a pale face but no long tongue hanging out of his mouth. Instead, he has delicate features. He has iron handcuffs and shackles in his hands and wears a white official uniform and an official hat. On the tall white hat there are four words - Make money at first sight.

Zhou Leng was trying hard to control the magic weapon. Seeing the arrival of Lord Wuchang, she put away her magic and fell to the ground weakly. She could only sigh that her original body's cultivation was really weak.

Lord Xie, the White Impermanence, looked at Zhou Leng, who was sweating profusely, trembling all over, and looking pale. He said with disdain, "Stand back."

Zhou Leng moved his body to the corner of the living room.

The magic weapon, without the support of magic power, could not withstand the impact of the evil spirits and shattered.

Although the evil ghost still had some human form, it was covered in blood, had a black face, ferocious fangs and red eyes, and rushed towards Bai Wuchang with a roar.

The god and the evil ghost fought back and forth for about twenty minutes. The evil ghost was defeated, and the energy of the defeated evil ghost scattered, leaving behind a red blood clot. The blood clot bypassed Bai Wuchang and rushed into the weak Zhou Leng's body.

Zhou Leng quickly used a spell to block it, but the spell fell on the coffee table. She felt as if her heart was covered with a net and it was difficult for her to breathe.

Lord Xie, the White Impermanent, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice filled with surprise, "This is actually a demon who has lived for more than 40 years. How did he wander around in this world for half his life? The waste in the office is like leeks in the field, one crop is worse than the next."

Zhou Leng couldn't help but say, "Sir, please stop imitating our allegorical sayings! May I ask, sir, what was that blood clot just now?"

Bai Wuchang replied: "Because he is an evil ghost for many years, he has become a king. Although his seven spirits are scattered now, his obsession has turned into a curse and attached to you, sucking your essence and blood until you remove the curse, or you lose all your essence and blood and die."

"May I ask, sir, how can I remove the curse?"

The figure of Lord Wuchang disappeared, leaving only one sentence: "Investigate the cause of his death and remove his obsession. His name is Zhu Guangshan."

Zhou Leng shouted loudly: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, I can still save her." She struggled to sit up, facing the empty room, covered her heart with all her strength, then resigned herself to the pain and sat cross-legged, continuing to practice and recover her body.

What can I do? I have to live in pain.

After a night, Zhou Leng opened her eyes. She got up to wash up. Looking at the bloodless person in the mirror, she sighed resignedly. What kind of luck is this? A half-life evil ghost came out and cursed her. Is this the treatment of the protagonist?

Zhou Leng cleaned herself up, changed into comfortable clothes and went out to find food. While waiting for the meal, she remembered to turn on her mobile phone. Within a minute, Teng Hui called her.

After clicking to answer the call, Zhou Leng said, "Hello, this is Fang Xin."

"You idiot, are you hiding something from me? What happened yesterday? They said it was haunted, did you catch the ghost? Where are you now? A bunch of handsome guys here want to buy you amulets, but it's useless to talk them out of it. Did you drug them?"

Zhou Leng said: "I don't have time now. I need to find a man named Zhu Guangshan, otherwise I will be killed by the evil spirit."

"Sister, you are talking nonsense now. You really think you are a master. Besides, where can you find someone in such a huge crowd? If you want to find a connection to go to the police station to investigate this matter, it will take you forever. Come to me. We have friends and connections who can help you investigate. Come quickly."

"Okay, send me the address."

Zhou Leng hung up the phone, had a quick meal, and went home to get some writing brushes, white hyacinth, cinnabar and other items needed for use. He then took a taxi to Teng Hui's shared address - a leisure and entertainment club.

After Zhou Leng got off the car, she looked around. It seemed that she was the only one who came here by taxi. She walked to the door and called Teng Hui. Two minutes later, a group of white legs came out. There were about a dozen people. They lined up in front of Zhou Leng, bowed and shouted collectively:

"Hello, Master."

Teng Hui looked at Zhou Leng with a twitching mouth.

"Okay, get up. Brother Hui said you guys need to get a peace charm. Let's find a quiet place."

"Master please."

A group of people arrived at the beautifully decorated lounge, and then sat around Zhou Leng. The crazy female model from yesterday was also present. She was the first in line, and she came to Zhou Leng with great piety and said sincerely:

"Master, what happened to me yesterday?"

Zhou Leng looked at her tired face and said, "You are too weak and possessed by an evil spirit."

Everyone opened their eyes wide and their bodies trembled.

The female model said excitedly: "Master, please save me, what should I do? If I am not possessed by ghosts every day, how can I live?"

Zhou Leng comforted him, "You should improve your physical fitness and exercise more. I am responsible for sending away all the ghosts in this city. This evil ghost is one of the few left in the world. You will not encounter it normally. You can live a peaceful life."

The female model excitedly stepped forward, took Zhou Leng's hand and said:

"Master, we still have to go to other cities, and even go abroad for fashion shows. Please draw a lucky charm for us. We don't ask for it to be very powerful, but just to ward off evil spirits and protect ourselves."

Many beauties nodded in unison, and then looked at Zhou Leng with pleading eyes. Zhou Leng then looked at Teng Hui, as if asking: Can I make some money from them?

Teng Hui nodded.

Zhou Lengcai said with difficulty: "Okay, today's events came from my mouth and entered your ears, don't let anyone else know."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Zhou Leng took out some white hyacinth and ground cinnabar with it, then took out a writing brush and placed the talisman papers cut to the right size on the table. He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and after completing it in one go, the talisman flew into the air and headed for everyone's forehead. The talisman papers disappeared after they touched the skin.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at each other without daring to speak.

Zhou Leng looked at everyone and said, "Eight thousand eight per person, for good luck, come and scan the code."

Everyone touched their foreheads and then came here obediently to scan the code and pay.

Teng Hui's eyes widened, and after seeing everyone pay, he walked over and said aggrievedly: "Xinxin, where is my talisman? We are best friends."

"Ten thousand, no bargaining."

Teng Hui glared at him, and after acting cute and pitiful, he calmly paid the bill. Zhou Leng took the money and then drew a talisman and cast a spell on him.

Everyone returned satisfied, and in the end only Teng Hui and a handsome guy named Wang were left. The three of them drove to the Public Security Bureau.

Zhou Leng checked all the men named Zhu Guangshan in the 1970s and 1980s, and found that a total of 15 people had died. After taking photos of the registered addresses of each deceased person, the three of them left.

Zhou Leng said goodbye to the two handsome guys and went home alone.

After all, before lifting the curse, she still has to do her job well.

More than 30 ghosts in the city were quickly marked and numbered by Zhou Leng. With the countdown, the ghosts would be sucked into the underworld at the last moment even if no one came to collect them.