Chapter 57: Special Customer

　　In the darkness.

　　The old man clutched his chest, panting heavily, and it took him a long time to recover from the pain.

　　The ghost crow placed the now semi-transparent little ghost in front of him.

　　"Damn it!"

　　Another bout of angina struck him.

　　He had finally obtained a piece of yin wood, intending to refine it into a life-bound magical instrument, only for it to be stolen by that treacherous disciple and then fall into the hands of Sinisterium Pawnshop.

　　Once any evil object enters Sinisterium Pawnshop, it is not easy to retrieve it.

　　There were rumors in the martial world that Lu Qingxuan was already dead. Seeing the young man from the Lu family, who appeared weak and scholarly, he thought he could take advantage of him.

　　He never expected that the young man would dare to toy with him!

　　He originally wanted to intimidate that young man with his imposing presence, but the young man was very stubborn and refused to back down. As a ghost keeper, he was not skilled in physical combat, and it would be disadvantageous for him to act in daylight, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger for the time being.

　　After waiting for two days and seeing that the young man had let his guard down, he secretly sent the little ghost to search the Sinisterium Pawnshop.

　　As long as he could get the dark wood and refine it into his life-bound magical artifact, even if Lu Qingxuan found him, he would not be afraid.

　　But what he never expected was...

　　Not only did the little ghost fail to find the dark wood, it almost got killed, and he himself was badly injured due to the backlash.

　　He had capsized in a ditch!

　　"I was too careless!"

　　The black-robed elder regretted his underestimation of the situation.

　　He never thought that the young man from the Lu family would know the weakness of the little ghost.

　　Refining an green-skinned little ghost was not easy; he had invested a great deal of effort and even fed it with his own blood. They shared honor and ruin together.

　　He has lost at least half of his strength, and it is uncertain how many days he will need to recover.

　　This time, we can only admit defeat!

　　"There's always another day! You brat from the Lu family, you just wait for me!"

　　A ruthless look appeared in the old man in black's eyes. He put away the little ghost, and with a flash, he disappeared into the darkness along with the ghostly crows.

　　Pawnshop.

　　"Boss, it's all my fault for not being vigilant enough. If I had noticed earlier, you wouldn't have been injured!"

　　The yin energy inside Lu Fei was already expelled. Apart from some pain from the wound, there was no major issue, but Hu Zi felt very guilty.

　　As a shop assistant, it was a serious dereliction of duty that he did not notice the accident in the shop immediately.

　　"It's not your fault. That little ghost was created when the ghost master forcibly cut open the belly of a pregnant woman before the fetus was fully developed, taking the fetus to refine it. The resentment is extremely strong, and it is very fierce. It is difficult for ordinary people to handle it."

　　"Those beasts! The methods of raising ghosts are so inhumane! The hearts and livers of such people must be as black as night!" Hu Zi ground his teeth in anger.

　　"In fact, the art of ghost cultivation was originally used to guide the souls of infants who had died prematurely, as a means of accumulating good karma. It was only later that it was exploited by some unscrupulous sorcerers and turned into a malicious practice."

　　Many things and techniques were originally intended for good, but often due to human desires and selfishness, they end up being tools for evil.

　　Lu Fei shook his head.

　　After bandaging the wound and moving his leg a few times, he strangely found that a warm current suddenly arose from his dantian and flowed towards his ankle.

　　As soon as this warm current touched the wound, the pain immediately lessened.

　　"How... it seems like magical energy?"

　　Lu Fei couldn't help but be stunned.

　　The magical energy of a Xuanmen cultivator, besides aiding in spellcasting, can also heal the body.

　　But I haven't practiced cultivation, where did this magical energy come from?

　　"Why didn't such a person get their comeuppance earlier? Not daring to act openly, they just lurk in the shadows and use underhanded tactics." Hu Zi continued to grumble, "Boss, why don't I start sleeping in the shop to keep watch at night from today on."

　　It was magnanimous of the boss, Lu Fei, not to hold a grudge, but as an employee, he couldn't help but reflect on it.

　　"Actually, there's no need. I was just one needle away from killing that little ghost, and the person who raised the ghost must have suffered from severe backlash..." As he said this, a thought struck Lu Fei.

　　Could it be that this extra power within him is from the person who raised the ghost?

　　He looked at the last silver needle in the box.

　　Stabbing the little ghost's vital point with the needle would cause the ghost's qi, which is its life force, to dissipate, leading to its complete annihilation.

　　The little ghost was formed by yin energy, resentful energy, and the power of the person who raised it.

　　When he was injured by the little ghost, it caused the ghost's qi to enter his body. But because he promptly removed the yin energy from his body, the power remained?

　　Lu Fei's heart thumped wildly.

　　The probability of such a good thing happening was extremely small.

　　Because the green-skinned little ghost was vicious and agile, many people couldn't even get close to it, let alone stab it with a needle.

　　If it's really magic power, then I've hit the jackpot this time!

　　Many people in the mystic sects have to work from dawn till dusk and practice hard for many years to possess magic power, but I obtained it by coincidence.

　　"It's best if that ghost raiser gets backfired and dies! So he can never raise small ghosts and do evil again!" Hu Zi was still cursing.

　　Lu Fei's mood improved, though it was just a guess, but with the warm current able to heal his wounds, it was definitely a good thing.

　　It was too late today, he would look for ways to verify it tomorrow.

　　He closed the door properly again.

　　Hu Zi refused to go back to sleep and insisted on staying up to keep watch.

　　Lu Fei let him be.

　　That night, Lu Fei felt the warm current flowing through his body, as if every part of him was being cleansed. When he got up in the morning, the wound on his ankle had already scabbed over.

　　He felt refreshed and invigorated.

　　He couldn't wait to verify it, and after visiting a few vegetable markets, he finally bought a small bottle of rooster comb blood from an old farmer who had come into the city to sell his produce. The blood was from a rooster that was six years old.

　　Sinisterium Pawnshop could also draw talismans, but their talismans were different from those of the Xuanmen Taoist sect; they drew ghost-repelling characters.

　　Lu Fei used to draw them with his own middle finger blood, which not only drained him, but it also took him three days to complete just one, resulting in very low productivity.

　　If he had magical power, he wouldn't need middle finger blood, and by using rooster comb blood and black dog blood instead, the ghost-repelling characters would be effective, and he could even draw several at once.

　　He laid out the yellow paper.

　　Dipping the brush in rooster comb blood, he took a deep breath and began to write.

　　Tiger watched from the side and felt that something about his boss seemed different today.

　　But exactly what was different, he couldn't put his finger on it.

　　Lu Fei was fully focused, writing each stroke carefully and earnestly.

　　Ghost Repel! 

　　The ghost-repelling character was successfully formed.

　　"It's done!"

　　Lu Fei was extremely excited and drew seven more ghost-repelling characters, all of which were successful.

　　Magic power!

　　Real, genuine magic power!

　　He really wanted to thank the ghost raiser for giving him such a great gift!

　　"Huzi, take this for protection."

　　Lu Fei generously gave Huzi one of the ghost-repelling characters and put the rest away.

　　"Thank you, boss!"

　　Huzi was overjoyed; this filled him with a sense of security.

　　Although he didn't understand the ways of Yin and Yang, he could still sense that the characters for suppressing ghosts written on the yellow paper by the boss today were more powerful than those he had written on his hand before.

　　That's it!

　　He finally figured out what was different about the boss today; there was an extraordinary aura about him that he hadn't had before.

　　No matter the reason, he was determined to stick with Lu Fei as his boss!

　　By the time they were done, it was completely dark outside.

　　Huzi went to close up the shop.

　　Suddenly, a wind blew without any apparent cause, causing the old wind chime hanging in the corner by the door to swing back and forth, making a crisp clinking sound.

　　"The wind chime rang?!"

　　Lu Fei's heart tightened.

　　His grandfather had said that the wind chime didn't have a clapper inside and would only ring when special guests appeared.

　　Since Lu Fei opened his business, it was the first time he had heard the wind chimes ring.

　　"What kind of customer could it be?"

　　He looked up towards the door.

　　In the shadows, a headless woman stood silently in the night.