The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 798 What did I say just now

Chapter 798: Chapter 798 What did I say just now

"Oh, that’s how it is!" Yang Yu wasn’t nervous at all and stretched languidly, "I’ll come over and take a look."

Yang Yu sauntered into Qinghua Auction House, where Old Liu’s eyes were red with urgency, "Mr. Yang, Zhan Shuiwang he..."

"It’s okay." While watching the Buddhist chanting and the Daoist striking a bell on the "altar," Yang Yu couldn’t help but chuckle, "Let him fuss."

Zhan Shuiwang came over and carelessly tossed Yang Yu’s talisman paper back to him, "Kid, trying to take advantage of the situation, huh? Dream on! I’m not selling this shop, what’s mine remains mine!"

Old Liu was so angry he ground his teeth, "Aren’t you afraid of the Evil Ghost claiming your life in the middle of the night, leaving you unable to sleep?"

"With Daoist Hui Xiao here, what is there to fear?" A guy dressed in a Daoist robe but with a weasel-like face came over, clutching a bunch of talisman papers, "Isn’t it just the Heart-Cleansing and Calming Talisman? I can draw a hundred of them for you!"

Old Liu compared the talisman paper that Daoist Hui Xiao dropped with Yang Yu’s talisman paper, and sure enough, they were exactly the same: "This... this..."

"Since you have the help of an expert, I won’t say much more," Yang Yu said with a smile, "but I’ll give you one last chance. Sell me the shop at the current price minus two million, and I’ll pay that two million to Old Liu on your behalf. If you refuse, when you come looking for me, knock off another two million yourself! Old Liu, let’s go."

Watching Yang Yu leave, Zhan Shuiwang spat towards his retreating figure, "Pah! Trying to blackmail me? No way!"

After leaving the shop, Old Liu burst into tears on the spot, "Mr. Yang, what do we do now?"

"It’s fine, I still say the same thing, he’ll come begging to me," Yang Yu was full of confidence, "Who knows, maybe his call is coming through in a bit?"

Old Liu: "........."

Zhan Shuiwang returned to the shop and saw the group of monks and Daoists solemnly performing rituals, feeling a great sense of security, "Daoist Hui Xiao, your team is truly talented!"

"Of course," Daoist Hui Xiao said with self-satisfaction, "The combination of Buddhism and Daoism is the most efficient for exorcising spirits and saving souls, ha ha ha ha..."

"Ah—" Suddenly one of the monks caught on fire and screamed, running around chaotically.

The other monks and Daoists hadn’t even reacted when a chill wind swept past, igniting their clothes as well.

In an instant, the group of burning monks and Daoists all ran out of the shop, rolling on the ground, which finally extinguished the fire on their bodies.

Facing his disheveled subordinates, Daoist Hui Xiao was too angry to find a place to vent, "How could you all be so careless?"

"There’s something strange about this place, I heard a woman crying in that strange wind."

"Right, right, right, I heard it too!"

"I even saw her, the woman with short hair and a mole on the left side of her mouth..."

"Shut up!" Zhan Shuiwang got goosebumps all over and shivered uncontrollably.

The woman described by the monk was the former landlady of the shop, and also the woman who appeared in his dreams to claim his life!

Years ago, the male owner of the shop had been in a car accident and was admitted to ICU, desperately needing money; the landlady wanted to quickly sell the shop.

Taking advantage of their desperation, Zhan Shuiwang pressed them to lower the price and only paid half, claiming he would pay the other half in a month.

The landlady immediately signed the contract and took the money to save her husband.

But a month later, when Zhan Shuiwang learned that the husband had passed away despite efforts to save him, he kept dragging his feet and never paid the rest of the money.

It was the same tactic, one word: deny.

The female owner hired a lawyer and fought for over half a year, and she won.

Zhan Shuiwang also followed his old pattern, simply "transferring" the shop to someone else, owning no assets, and having no money to repay.

The female owner became depressed and restless, and then suffered a car accident, perishing tragically; thus, Zhan Shuiwang righteously shook off the debt of several million.

In the past few years, he only occasionally thought of that pitiful woman, and later, gradually forgot about her; unexpectedly, she recently started appearing directly in his dreams, causing him to lose sleep.

Yesterday, Yang Yu told him the solution, and he, still harboring a sliver of hope, sought out a folk spiritual master.

The moment he saw the talisman paper drawn by Daoist Hui Xiao and it looked exactly the same as what Yang Yu described, he believed that Daoist Hui Xiao could solve his problem.

To settle it with just two hundred thousand, why should he sell the shop and repay Old Liu two million?

The money he could cheat or deny was all his, and he certainly did not want to part with it.

But he never anticipated that this seemingly luxurious team for expelling ghosts and performing soul salvation would be so incompetent!

"You bunch of good-for-nothings, such a small matter and you can’t even handle it!" Daoist Hui Xiao said furiously, "Move aside, I’ll do it myself!"

Daoist Hui Xiao entered the shop with a bell in his left hand and a peachwood sword in his right, ringing the bell and wielding the sword, the tip of which had a talisman paper attached: "Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, heed my command, swift as the law decree! Huuuh—"

Daoist Hui Xiao took a big gulp from his liquor gourd and spritzed it towards the talisman paper on the peachwood sword.

Normally, the talisman paper would catch fire from the alcohol-soaked flames, completing a perfect procedure.

The flame did catch, but a strange gust of wind blew over, directly thrusting the fire onto Daoist Hui Xiao’s face.

"Aaah—" Daoist Hui Xiao’s hair and beard caught fire, and he ran out of the shop crying, "Put it out, help me put it out!"

Looking at Daoist Hui Xiao’s scorched hair, eyebrows, and beard, a chill went from the top of Zhan Shuiwang’s head down to his feet: "Useless, truly useless..."

"Heaven knows what great sins you’ve committed, for the wronged spirit to be so vengeful!" Daoist Hui Xiao also cursed at Zhan Shuiwang, "Helping a person like you is bound to shorten our lives; we might as well not earn this filthy money!"

Daoist Hui Xiao left with his team, and a cold breeze whistled through the shop, turning Zhan Shuiwang’s body cold.

Zhan Shuiwang felt as if his soul had been frozen, cold to the marrow!

This time, he had no more hesitation and immediately dialed Old Liu’s number: "Old Liu, I will return the two million to you right away, and sell the shop at the original price to Mr. Yang..."

"I gave you a chance before, but you didn’t take it and even threw away my talisman paper," Yang Yu’s voice came from the other end, "Now, you first pay back Old Liu two million, and then cut another two million, and we’ll sign the contract immediately."

"You may refuse, take more time to think, or look for someone else to solve your problem. However, for each day you delay, I’ll deduct another million, so you decide."

With the conversation coming to that, where could Zhan Shuiwang dare to keep hoping: "Mr. Yang, where are you, let’s sign the contract right now..."

"I’m here." As soon as Zhan Shuiwang finished speaking, Yang Yu and Old Liu appeared before him: "Old Liu, what did I just say to you? It wouldn’t take long before he’d come begging to me again, I didn’t lie to you, did I?"

Zhan Shuiwang: "......"

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