Chapter 229: Volume 1 Chapter 229 I See Your Brow Is Dark (17)

Jiang Zhi glanced at him, guessing in her heart.

Yun Jin has always kept their agreement, no matter how many worlds they pass through, even if they lose all their memories, it remains the same.

As long as he hasn't killed anyone or done evil deeds, the yin qi on Yu Beihan can be dispelled.

Jiang Zhi said: "In the future I will help you suppress the yin qi."

Yu Beihan didn't ask why this time, knowing that even if he asked, the girl would deflect with a joke.

"Thank you."

Jiang Zhi propped her chin and glanced at him, "I'm not doing this for nothing; you need to give me money."

"How much?"

"... One hundred million?" she demanded.

"Okay."

"No, I feel it's still too little—one hundred billion?" She was about to fleece him bald.

"Okay."

Jiang Zhi heard the "okay", her face darkened, and she couldn't help asking: "You can be this generous?"

This is Yu Beihan! The future Ghost King Yu Beihan! How could he be so generous?

Yu Beihan said lightly: "My net worth is hundreds of billions."

His lightly spoken words seemed to mock her saying that a mere hundred billion was nothing.

After saying that, he lifted his finger, and the secretary walked over to hand Jiang Zhi a card.

"Miss Jiang, this card has no limit; unless the Yu Family Group goes bankrupt, this card will never be frozen." said the secretary.

Yesterday Jiang Zhi was so poor she had to sleep under a bridge; today she has become a billionaire.

Jiang Zhi only felt bored.

"No thanks, I don't need money." She was just an ordinary exorcist.

Money is an external thing.

Yu Beihan waved his hand: "If you need it, you can ask him for it."

Jiang Zhi hesitated for a few seconds, then asked: "You trust me this much to help you? Aren't you afraid I'm a con artist who'll take the money and run?"

Yu Beihan said succinctly: "Feeling."

Jiang Zhi looked utterly confused.

Yu Beihan explained: "My feeling tells me you're not that kind of person."

Jiang Zhi let out an "oh".

Then his feeling is pretty accurate.

She tidied herself up and said: "Then let's head out; it's time to exorcise."

Yu Beihan asked: "Where to?"

Jiang Zhi calculated on her fingers and clicked her tongue.

Yu Beihan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Her expression was gloomy, as if she had calculated something bad.

"The ghosts we need to exorcise today are rather troublesome."

After saying that, she asked the secretary beside her: "Do you have any yellow talismans and cinnabar?"

The secretary shook his head.

Jiang Zhi said: "Then let's go buy some supplies first."

They got into an expensive luxury car, drove into a slightly narrow alley, entered the bustling market, and stopped in front of a shop hidden in a corner without even a sign.

"Wait for me a moment." Jiang Zhi said, pushing open the door and leaving.

The secretary in the driver's seat worried: "President Yu, she looks very young."

Exorcists are mostly old-timers, or at least famous figures; that girl, after he checked, had no reputation, likely a newcomer just starting out.

Isn't President Yu the one who most dislikes exorcists and Daoists? Why would he trust a girl so readily?

Yu Beihan closed his eyes and coldly said: "Liu Jian."

Secretary Liu fell silent, not daring to speak further.

As Jiang Zhi stepped out of the car and entered the shop, she smelled a strong scent of sandalwood.

The shop's lighting was dim; the wealth god on the table emitted a faint red glow, casting an eerie light on the walls.

"Is the boss in?"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man who had been sleeping behind the table stood up; he was slightly plump, his hair grew like weeds, he wore thick small glasses, and when he smiled he looked like a mouse spirit from a cartoon.

"Oh dear, what do you need, customer?"

Jiang Zhi: "Cinnabar, yellow talismans."

The fat man rubbed his palms and walked over, asking: "How much do you need?"

Jiang Zhi thought and said: "Six boxes of cinnabar, three bundles of yellow talismans."

In the exorcist world, there's a rule that such shops must be located in inconspicuous places; shops selling exorcism items are inherently yin, and ordinary people who enter are prone to encountering evil, so only such out-of-the-way spots can be seen.

The fat man, seeing her young age, thought to take advantage and said: "Altogether, five thousand."

Jiang Zhi didn't waste words: "Twenty."

Hearing that, the fat man thought the bargain was like a dragon-slaying blade; he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly said: "Fifty, can't go lower, or I'll lose money."

Jiang Zhi: "Thirty-five."

Saying that, she turned to leave, "Forget it, I'm not buying."

The fat man hurriedly said: "Forty, just forty, I really can't have fewer customers."

Jiang Zhi smiled slightly: "Wrap them up."

Although she is a billionaire, she cannot let people take advantage.

Jiang Zhi, carrying big and small bags, returned to the car, exuding a faint sandalwood scent; Yu Beihan, sitting in the back seat, opened his eyes and gazed at the girl returning laden with goods.

The sandalwood drifted to his nostrils; the silver-haired man began to cough, intermittently, as if he were about to cough up blood from his lungs.

Jiang Zhi, seeing this, quickly drew a talisman and held it before his eyes, saying: "Disperse!"

The sandalwood scent faded, and a clear, gentle breath like a mountain stream coiled around his lungs, relieving all discomfort.

The yellow talisman emitted a pale light, reflecting off that slender finger; the fingertip glowed with a faint white light.

Yu Beihan's pupils froze; he stared blankly at the finger extended before his eyes.

That hand quickly withdrew, and a girl's voice came from beside him.

"How can you not even tolerate the sandalwood scent? You're such a delicate man." Her tone was impatient, yet without a hint of resentment.

Yu Beihan picked up a handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth, saying: "Sorry."

Jiang Zhi snorted, gave no reply, and continued drawing the yellow talisman in her hand.

Sunlight pouring through the window fell on the girl's side profile, making her round almond eyes shine, focused and earnest.

The motion of holding the pen was smooth and swift, without any hesitation.

After finishing one yellow talisman after another, her complexion turned somewhat pale.

Yu Beihan was entranced; as he locked eyes with the girl's deep brown eyes, his body involuntarily straightened.

"What are you looking at?" she demanded.

Yu Beihan averted his gaze, his heart inexplicably heating up; his voice unsteady, he replied: "Nothing."

Jiang Zhi put the yellow talisman away into her bosom, stared at his stern face, and said: "Were you just peeking at me?"

Yu Beihan answered quickly: "No."

Jiang Zhi turned her head, no longer looking at him: "You'd better not have."

The car arrived at the destination.

The secretary had parked the car, pushed Yu Beihan to the roadside walkway, and followed behind the girl.

This street lies off the city center; today is Saturday, the busiest time, with people coming and going, pedestrians gathering, speakers placed before shop fronts blaring enthusiastic sales pitches, accompanied by recent pop music, echoing throughout the bustling district.

Yu Beihan, seated in the wheelchair, frowned uncomfortably, his expression tense; he lowered his eyes, unwilling to meet the gazes of passersby.

That head of pure white hair, shining like moonlight on a night sky, draped over his shoulders; clad in thick winter attire and seated in the wheelchair, he stood out starkly from the crowd.

Jiang Zhi suddenly stopped, crouched before the wheelchair, and took out a presence-erasing talisman, sticking it onto the man's knee.

Yu Beihan lifted his gaze.

The girl, standing very close, raised her eyebrows in anger, pouted dissatisfiedly, and muttered: "What's there to look at! Everyone's clearly a person; haven't you ever seen a handsome guy?"

【Villain Yu Beihan Favorability +23, 86 points.】