"Who are you?" He Jian asked, puzzled.
"Xu Su. I'd like you to step aside," Xu Su said, lifting his head with a profound look at He Jian.
"Step aside for what?" He Jian looked around, failing to grasp Xu Su's intention.
Xu Su's fishing rod swung out in a flash, and the dark iron hook flew straight into He Jian's head. Then, with a pull of the rod, the ghost that had been controlling He Jian's body was hooked out and traveled all the way into the bamboo basket at Xu Su's waist.
With a thud, He Jian's body lay straight on the ground.
Xu Su reached into the bamboo basket and took out a ghost, setting it on the ground. The ghost quickly grew to adult size within a few seconds after leaving the basket.