Cultivation by Trial and Error
Chapter 58 - 58 58 Preparation

58: Chapter 58 Preparation 58: Chapter 58 Preparation Seeing that Chen Hai was not agreeing to stay and help him with the exorcism, Li Hanchu and Zhang Xiu, were completely frantic by this point.

“Master Chen, it was our fault earlier; we understand you’re upset.”

“As long as you agree to help my husband with the exorcism, no matter what the conditions are, we will have no objections.”

“My husband is the pillar of our family; if something happens to him, how could we possibly go on?”

“Please have pity on us and help us!”

…

Li Hanchu was still pondering how to retain Chen Hai.

His wife, Zhang Xiu, without a second word, dropped to her knees in front of Chen Hai.

Her words were filled with deep despair and, as she spoke, tears uncontrollably started streaming from her eyes.

She might not have clearly understood how Mrs.

Ge had attempted the exorcism,

but from the disheveled state in which Mrs.

Ge had left, she could tell that the problem was not resolved, and the unknown entity would continue to haunt her husband, Li Hanchu.

If her husband had merely been physically ill, they could have sought treatment at a hospital.

But under these circumstances, even Mrs.

Ge, whom they regarded as a superior figure, was left in disarray.

Zhang Xiu really didn’t know any other way to resolve this matter.

At this moment, in her eyes, Chen Hai might have been their last straw.

“Master Chen, if you would agree to help me just this once, so I can safely get through this predicament, even if it means I have to serve like an ox or horse in the future, I will have no complaints!”

Seeing his wife like this, Li Hanchu made a grim decision and dropped to his knees as well.

No one knew better than Li Hanchu himself about the state of his own body.

The saying “the knees of a man are made of gold” held that a man like him kneeling before the young Chen Hai, would only do so out of utter desperation and no other choice.

“Uncle Hanchu, Aunt Xiu, what are you doing?”

“Get up, please get up!”

Initially planning to stay reserved for a bit longer, Chen Hai could no longer remain seated upon seeing this arrangement.

He and Sun Jinzhong, within a few steps, reached Li Hanchu and his wife to help them up.

“Master Chen, if you refuse to help my husband with the exorcism, I will just keep kneeling here!”

Zhang Xiu, sternly glaring at Sun Jinzhong who was trying to help her up, stubbornly continued.

Her words were essentially putting Chen Hai on the spot.

Everyone has compassion, and although Chen Hai was aware that Zhang Xiu was blackmailing him, faced with this situation, what could he do?

He sighed deeply and said with a wry smile, “I only have a superficial knowledge of exorcism!”

“I am not completely confident that I can solve Uncle Hanchu’s problems.”

“I can’t promise anything, but I assure you, I will do my best.”

“Uncle Hanchu, Aunt Xiu, please stand up first.”

Hearing Chen Hai speak this way, Li Hanchu and Zhang Xiu exchanged glances and nodded before they finally managed to stand up.

What Sun Jinzhong knew about Li Hanchu’s troubles was just the tip of the iceberg.

Now, under Chen Hai’s questioning, Li Hanchu recounted everything he had encountered once again.

“About two or three miles away from that washbasin, did you encounter that woman in a floral dress?”

“Besides wearing a floral dress, was that woman also carrying a basket and wearing a headscarf?”

“This must be a resentful spirit of a pregnant woman who died tragically.

These kinds of spirits are extremely fierce.

Uncle Hanchu, you really had bad luck encountering such a thing!”

Frowning, Chen Hai sighed and said.

For him, he would rather face ten demons than encounter a single spirit.

Spirits, born from illusions, can freely transform between reality and fantasy.

Chen Hai’s leech-like soul could devour the power of souls, this much was indeed true.

However, when he attached himself to the spirit’s body, those parts that he attached to could instantly turn illusory.

“A resentful spirit?”

Li Hanchu and Zhang Xiu, their expressions deeply solemn.

After looking at each other, Li Hanchu cautiously asked, “Master Chen, how confident are you in dealing with this thing?”

“Uncle Hanchu, just call me by my name.

Don’t call me ‘Master Chen;’ I find it uncomfortable.”

“Don’t ask me how confident I am in dealing with that thing; you just need to know that since I promised to help you, I will definitely try my best!”

With a calm smile, Chen Hai scanned the area and pointed to a bamboo bed placed on the left side of the main hall, continuing, “I have already examined the condition of your body closely before.”

“The yin qi within your body is rampant, just as Mrs.

Ge previously said, and you’re barely distinguishing between yin and yang.”

“Only having intimate contact every night with the thing that haunts you could cause such a severe condition.”

“You’ve also said yourself, as soon as you lie in bed and close your eyes, that woman in the floral dress comes to meet you in your dreams and engages in intimate acts.”

“Come, lie down on this bamboo bed, close your eyes, and go straight into a dream!”

Chen Hai directly instructed.

A cat has its paths and a snake has its ways; the Weasel Demon can directly find the resentful spirit and fight her.

Chen Hai didn’t have that kind of ability.

By having Li Hanchu sleep, he mainly intended to use him as a medium to meet the resentful spirit.

“Master Chen, should I leave the hall while Hanchu sleeps here?” asked Zhang Xiu, after hearing Chen Hai’s instructions and seeing her husband already lying on the bamboo bed.

“Old buddy,” Brother Zhong intervened, his voice anxious, “I also want to ask that.

I am naturally blessed with strong yang energy.

If I stay here, wouldn’t that scare away the spirit?”

Previously terrified into shivering by Mrs.

Ge’s strange behavior, Sun Jinzhong now perked up.

Echoing Zhang Xiu’s query, he followed up with a question.

However, it was unclear whether he genuinely wanted to avoid disturbing the spirit or was merely scared and looking for an excuse to leave.

“Your yang energy?

Wasn’t it almost completely drained by Lili a couple of days ago?”

“The entity that’s entangling Uncle Hanchu, would it be afraid of you?

Are you kidding me, Brother Zhong?”

Giving Sun Jinzhong a disdainful look, Chen Hai turned to Zhang Xiu and added, “Aunt Xiu, ordinary people can neither see nor interact with that kind of entity.”

“Whether you leave or stay won’t affect the situation.”

“However, I think it’s better for both you and Brother Zhong to stay in the hall!”

“If there is something wrong, pinching Uncle Hanchu’s philtrum should wake him up forcibly!”

Tilting his head and thinking for a moment, Chen Hai then gave his instructions.