In Shi Shaojian's heart, Lin Jing had become a cripple.
Just as the fireball was about to drown Lin Jing.
"Imperial decree, Five Thunder Curse!"
Lin Jing also waved his mahogany sword and pointed it at a yellow talisman.
The lightning exploded and quickly penetrated the huge fireball.
The fireball was shattered into pieces.
They turned into fireworks and flew in all directions.
The lightning bolt did not show any signs of weakness and flew straight towards Shi Shaojian.
Boom!
The lightning struck Shi Shaojian and sent him flying five to six meters away.
Shi Shaojian was struck by lightning and was severely injured.
"You…you are actually…a Fourth Stage…Scholar!”
"You actually…actually managed to hide it from me earlier…you despicable bastard!”
Shi Shaojian was furious.
He had never expected that Lin Jing, who he thought was a cripple, was actually a scholar of the Fourth Stage Realm!
Such strength was enough to crush him.
Lin Jing retracted his sword and did not kill Shi Shaojian immediately.
Shi Jian was the Sect Leader of Mao Mountain and the strongest expert there.
If he killed his son, he would definitely not be able to escape.
Sooner or later, Shi Jian would find him.
He just needed to teach Shi Shaojian a lesson today.
Even so, it was enough for him to lie in bed for half a year and not be able to come out and be arrogant.
Lin Jing ignored him and returned to the mortuary.
At this moment, there were two people waiting for him in the mortuary.
They were Ninth Uncle's two disciples, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
"Little Uncle-Master!" Qiu Sheng came forward.
"You're back, Little Uncle-Master!" Wen Cai also came over.
They waited for Lin Jing in the mortuary for nearly four hours.
"Why are you guys here? Is there anything?"
Lin Jing was surprised.
"That's right, Little Uncle-Master. We've taken on a private job and need your help.”
Qiu Sheng said.
The two of them had always felt that Ninth Uncle paid too little, so they often took jobs behind Ninth Uncle's back.
He had read Feng Shui, exorcised ghosts, chased corpses, and so on.
Previously, Lin Jing also felt that the salary of being a guard in the mortuary was pitifully low.
They could not make a living at all.
So he followed them.
He would help the two of them.
Qiusheng was the main force.
He was a Second Stage Scholar.
Although he was still a little weaker than Shi Shaojian, his cultivation would still increase.
"What job is it this time?"
Lin Jing asked.
Lin Jing was no longer the idle person he used to be.
With the system, he had to start thinking about raising his cultivation.
He couldn't waste his time for money anymore.
"In the neighboring village, the Li Family Village Chief's house isn't clean. He said that the ghosts in the house are causing a lot of trouble.”
"He came to the Ren family town in the middle of the night yesterday to look for my master. However, my master was not there when he went to chase the corpse, so I took over the job.”
"This time, it's the same as before. We'll take 422, I'll take 40, and you and Wen Cai will each take 20.”
Qiu Sheng arrived.
"Haunted?"
"Is this village chief's house also considered a supernatural scene?”
Lin Jing couldn't help but think.
"Alright, let's go then."
He had the supernatural check-in system on him.
The check-in could only be triggered in supernatural scenes.
Although not all supernatural scenes were possible, since it was possible, he had to try his luck.
Lin Jing recalled that at this time, the Ren family's Old Master Ren was likely to be born.
This was a powerful zombie!
Even Ninth Uncle would find it difficult to fight against him.
In Lin Jing's memory, Old Master Ren moved the grave of his deceased father, Old Master Ren, in Ren Town.
The graveyard where Old Master Ren was previously was a place to raise corpses.
Therefore, after coming out of the coffin, he immediately turned into a corpse and caused a ruckus in Ren Town.
Lin Jing started calculating.
He wanted to make his strength stronger before the old master was born.
In this world, strength was the absolute principle.
Thus, Lin Jing followed the two of them to pack up their belongings and headed to Peng Village.
There were ten Bai families in Peng Village.
When the three of them arrived, Village Chief Peng Dahai and his family had been waiting for a long time.
After they met, Peng Dahai told them the reason.
Peng Dahai's son, Peng Xiaohai, seemed to have been possessed by a ghost recently.
At night, he would do strange things.
He didn't eat or drink during the day.
At night, she spoke like a woman and even had to dress up in front of the mirror.
He became neither male nor female, and his body became thinner and thinner.
If his family did not pay attention, he would take advantage of the loophole and wish he could hang himself.
Now, her family kept her under their noses every day, so she didn't really die.
"Qiusheng, you must get rid of this female ghost! My family has been in chaos recently. Not to mention my son, we haven't had a good night's sleep or a good meal in a long time!”
Village Chief Peng Dahai begged.
"Don't worry. Since I'm willing to come, I won't let this female ghost continue to cause trouble.”
Qiu Sheng hurriedly said.
He had easily taken on the private jobs he had previously taken on.
Therefore, this also boosted his confidence.
He believed that even without Ninth Uncle Lin, he would be able to do it.
"But in terms of price, shouldn't we increase it a little?”
"At least 20% more. This female ghost had always been the most difficult to deal with among ghosts.”
"Not only does banishing a female ghost consume Yin Virtue, but if you're not careful, you'll also be targeted by the ghost. The risk I'm taking is huge!”
Qiu Sheng opened his mouth and raised the price.
"Alright, alright, raise it by another 20%!"
How could Peng Dahai refuse?
Lin Jing glanced behind him.
The room in Peng Dahai's house was locked with a big lock. Even though it was daytime, a dense Yin Qi was coming out from inside.
Presumably, this female ghost was not simple.
"It just so happens that it's daytime now. Then I'll set up my things first. When night falls, I'll chase that female ghost away when I see her.”
Qiu Sheng said directly.
Thus, the three of them took out the yellow talismans and lined them up.
Then, he used an ink fountain to pop out ink lines on the wall of the room to surround it to prevent the female ghost from escaping.
Just as the three of them were busy setting up the array, a Daoist walked into the room.
He was wearing a gray Daoist robe and was already past middle age. He had a big round face, a fat head, and big ears. His belly looked like it was about to tear under the Daoist robe.
Peng Dahai went up to him." Priest Zhao!”
Priest Zhao Huitong didn't look at him and said,""Is everything ready?"
Peng Dahai quickly took out a red bag and handed it over respectfully.
Zhao Huitong weighed it in his hand before putting it into his pocket in satisfaction.
Qiu Sheng also saw Huitong Zhao, so he asked Peng Dahai.
"Village Chief, this is…"
"Qiusheng, I was worried, so I invited Taoist Master Zhao here.”
"Daoist Zhao is very famous in the vicinity. Whenever he makes a move, not a single ghost can escape.”
Peng Dahai said.
He did this to ensure that nothing went wrong. One more person was one more helper.
It was better to be safe than sorry.
Hearing this, Qiu Sheng and the others no longer found it strange.
After all, ghosts and zombies were rampant in this world. Other than the Maoshan Sect, there were still many people cultivating.
Everyone was eating together.
They all relied on their true abilities to make a living and did their own things.
When Guild Leader Zhao heard that it was Qiu Sheng, he immediately became disdainful.
"I thought it was some master, but it turns out to be the disciple of that bastard, Ninth Brother Lin.”
Huitong Zhao suddenly felt that working with Qiusheng was beneath him.
Although Huitong Zhao was addressed as a Taoist priest, his strength was only at the Fourth Stage.
Compared to Ninth Uncle, he was much worse.
However, he thought highly of himself and always felt that he could compare to Ninth Uncle.
This was also because the ghosts he had encountered before were not strong, allowing him to capture them accurately.
That was why he felt that Ninth Uncle was only so-so.
"Village chief, you'd better get back the money you gave them before and let them go.”
"You've already asked me to take action. How can this female ghost escape? Isn't this a waste?”
Huitong Zhao said.
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