Chapter 155: 155 You're About to Run Out of Time

Tushan Jiu said: "The yin ghost fetus in your belly hasn't taken shape yet; it's just a mass of yin qi. In a moment I'll stick the talisman on your belly, you open your mouth, and at the same time relax your body."

"Although it will come out on its own, I'm not sure whether it will come out from above or below, so you need to relax, don't hold back, go with its force, understand?"

Yao Liang's face changed, instantly turning purplish red; he stammered for a while, and finally could only nod helplessly: "I understand, sister-in-law, I will relax."

Seeing Yao Liang understand, Tushan Jiu was also quick-handed; she took out two talismans and threw out one of them.

She kept the other talisman, waiting for the yin ghost fetus to come out on its own, then she would immobilize it.

Wang Dongqing, not far behind Yao Liang, laughed so hard he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Hahaha, no, Fellow Daoist Tushan, your ghost-catching method is too...... hahahaha."

"Fellow Daoist Wang, dodge......"

"Pfft——"

"Yue~"

Tushan Jiu covered her eyes, she made a mistake.

She indeed didn't expect Yao Liang to have so much strength.

And Yao Liang was also dumbfounded at this moment; after feeling a slight sinking sensation in his belly, he directly exerted force and squeezed it out.

He never expected this...... to actually be given by someone......

Wang Dongqing's vomiting was severe; if he were pregnant, it would be very hard, the kind of person with severe morning sickness.

Doctors can't heal themselves; he also couldn't possibly use his techniques on himself.

So he vomited while waving at Tushan Jiu.

"Save, yue~, life, vomit~."

Indeed, he regretted again; today he really shouldn't have brought his mouth out!

Tushan Jiu quickly threw another talisman and stuck it on Wang Dongqing's forehead.

After Wang Dongqing's dry heave, a mass of black qi was spat out from his mouth.

This time Tushan Jiu directly pinched two more talismans, one in each hand, blocking front and back, so there definitely couldn't be any more variables.

When she grabbed that shapeless black mist, she had no intention of waiting.

She directly made hand signs and chanted the spell.

Go back where you came from, take your leave.

That mass of black mist vanished instantly.

She narrowed her eyes.

Techniques cannot be used on ordinary people; this isn't her technique, she merely returned that evil art, so even the underworld couldn't deem her a violation.

But the Su family, you really are dancing wildly on the edge of the rules.

First approach those with weak nature, then infinitely amplify their inner darkness, letting their jealousy and hatred frenziedly grow.

Finally throw out bait, letting them willingly engage in pawn transactions.

Then, under the guise of transaction rules, use the items they pawned to block your backlash and heavenly punishment.

This way you truly wouldn't fear becoming a street rat that everyone in the metaphysical world calls to beat?

And what about those ghosts recently lost—do they have any relation to you?

Tushan Jiu was thinking.

Suddenly, with a "click", the sound of taking a photo pulled her back to her senses.

Only saw Wang Dongqing holding his phone, taking a selfie.

One hand was still making the scissor gesture.

Tushan Jiu asked him: "Fellow Daoist Wang, what is this?"

Wang Dongqing waved his phone at Tushan Jiu and explained: "Oh, before it was always sticking talismans on others; today is the first time someone stuck one on me, so I'm taking a photo to commemorate."

After explaining, he asked her: "How about it, want to take a group photo?"

Tushan Jiu shook her head and politely declined: "No, you take it yourself, I......"

Wang Dongqing reached out to interrupt her words: "Alright, Fellow Daoist Tushan, you'd better not speak, I'm prone to doubting life."

Tushan Jiu: "???"

She just wanted to say she was leaving first and say goodbye to him; why would that make him doubt life?

Alright, if not said then not said.

She turned and told Yao Liang: "The transaction is complete, the knife's fee is 8,888."

Yao Liang quickly nodded; he still had over eight thousand, he earned some money from a summer job, and had fifteen thousand in savings.

This kind isn't prophetic; Tushan Jiu always directly demands payment upon completing a transaction, to avoid having to keep a ledger.

Tushan Jiu turned her head to look at Xie Jingting: "It's fine, just look at your phone more; I'm heading back to the old residence first."

Xie Jingting suddenly thought of something and hastily pulled out his phone.

He had long summed up experience; every word his sister-in-law said was not said in vain.

As expected, someone had already posted on the forum, claiming to have seen him and Yao Liang walking hand in hand on campus.

"Good grief, these people's imaginations are really rich! No, I need to hurry back to the dorm, delete these posts, then make a clarifying post; otherwise, if it reaches my family's Qingyi's ears, what will I become?!"

"Yeah, what nonsense is this? Even seeing isn't necessarily true, right? Are these people just idle?" Yao Liang also looked at his phone.

Both of them are professionals; deleting posts is too easy for them.

Xie Jingting sent Tushan Jiu into the car, then pulled Yao Liang to head back to the dorm.

Suddenly Yao Liang's stomach growled.

Hearing the noise, the two of them turned in unison to look for Wang Dongqing.

As a result, there was no trace of Wang Dongqing to be seen anywhere.

The porridge is still in his insulated box.

Meanwhile, Wang Dongqing, who had already set out two li away, received a call from Xie Jingting.

"Hey, hello."

"My takeout is still in your insulated box, and it shows you're about to be late!"

Wang Dongqing: "!!!"

Three minutes later, Xie Jingting and Yao Liang, carrying the porridge, walked toward the dormitory.

Just as they entered the dormitory building, they saw Lin Jiaming, face deathly pale, being supported by someone, walking and vomiting.

Their eyes met, and Yao Liang and Xie Jingting both snorted at him.

Yao Liang is now quite calm, because he knows the other will reap what they sow.

So, in the moment they missed each other, he gave Lin Jiaming a fake smile and said, 'Self-inflicted misfortune cannot be survived; enjoy it fully.'

Hearing that, Lin Jiaming widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at him weakly, breathless, saying: 'You, you are how... ugh~'

Yao Liang stepped back in disgust, saying: 'I originally thought you were honest, but truly one cannot judge by appearance; not beating you is already my limit. You still want to know how I found out? Do you think you can stay hidden unless you do nothing? My family's youngest has a powerful expert backing him; your petty tricks that can't even see the tabletop, and you dare to brandish a big sword in front of Lord Guan?'

He still wanted to say something, but Xie Jingting was in a hurry to deal with the 'scandal'; for someone like him, there was nothing to say, and he wouldn't have a good outcome anyway, so he pulled Yao Liang upstairs.

Lin Jiaming trembled all over with anger.

But he felt terrible, knowing that going to the hospital in this condition would be useless.

He asked his roommate to just send him to a taxi; no need to follow him.

He wanted to go somewhere else, to find that person.