The Great Collision of Yin and Yang

Chapter 7: Human skin painting 07

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As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, the lights on everyone's mobile phones went out instantly. The villa fell into darkness again. A huge monster seemed to be walking in the darkness, and the sound of iron chains clanging against each other was particularly clear.

After a few seconds, the phone's lighting was restored and the light came back. Everyone looked at Chen Yang. The evil spirit under his feet had been taken away by the ghost messenger of Luofeng Mountain. The Han family breathed a sigh of relief. The eyes of Luo Tianshi and Lu Tianshi when they looked at Chen Yang had changed, containing awe.

Anyone who can summon Luofeng Ghost Messenger must be more powerful than them.

I can't even feel jealous, I can only feel awe.

Mao Xiaoli opened her mouth and stared at Chen Yang, as if she was getting to know him all over again.

Chen Yang put away the red string, tied it back around his wrist, looked up and said, "Don't you want to turn on the light?"

Han Jiashan helped Mrs. Han sit down on the sofa. Hearing this, he quickly shouted to the maid, "Go turn on the light."

Seeing that the evil spirit had been taken away, the maid turned on the light. The light was bright, the dark clouds outside the villa dissipated, and the moonlight appeared. At this time, the sound of insects in the bushes drove away the dead silence.

Han Ke was supported by Mao Xiaoli and sat on the sofa. The Han family all looked at Chen Yang. Mrs. Han, who originally did not believe in ghosts and gods, now completely regarded Chen Yang as a master. The feeling of being possessed just now was too obvious. Even now, she shudders when she thinks about it.

Mrs. Han: "Master, is the evil spirit really gone?"

"He didn't disappear." Chen Yang looked up and said, "He was just taken back to the underworld by the ghost messenger. He won't come to bother Miss Han again."

The Han family breathed a sigh of relief, and Han Jiashan asked again: "Coco has been haunted by ghosts for so long, will there be any problems with her body? Will her fate be affected?"

"Your destiny will not be damaged, but your health will definitely be affected." Chen Yang looked at Han Ke and saw that there was still a hint of death between her brows, but it was not serious. Once her body recovered, the death would disappear.

"What should we do? What kind of talisman do we need? Master Chen, just tell me. Price is not a problem. By the way, you just said that there are lonely ghosts trying to break in. Is there any other evil spirits who want to take away Coco's life? Do you have any magic weapon—"

Mao Xiaoli couldn't help but interrupt him: "Mr. Han, there aren't that many evil spirits. Miss Han originally had a body that could kill evil spirits. If she hadn't disrespected ghosts and gods before and talked nonsense in front of other people's graves, how could she be taken advantage of by evil spirits?"

Han Ke smiled bitterly: "After what happened, how can I dare not respect ghosts and gods in the future?"

Chen Yang said gently, "Don't worry. Your house is protected by door gods outside, ancestors and Guandi statues inside, so ghosts and evil spirits can't get in. Miss Han is entangled by death energy, so it's best to go to the hospital and let the doctor take a look. After that, you should exercise more, get more sun, and it's best not to go to places with few people and heavy yin energy in the past month. I'll let Xiaoli draw two amulets for you... It's free, it's included in the package. The purpose of our Dafu Branch Office is to let customers have no worries."

Han Jiashan, who was also a businessman, felt very friendly, but did not dare to be presumptuous. He just said with awe and admiration: "Master is really dedicated."

Mao Xiaoli looked as if she was kneeling down to Chen Yang, while Chen Yang smiled calmly and continued to promote the Dafu Branch Office without leaving any trace. He had a pleasant and cordial exchange with Han Jiashan and exchanged contact information.

Directly develop Hanjiashan into a sustainable business line, bringing many big customers to the Dafu Branch in the future. This is a later story, so let's not talk about it for now.

After the battle, everyone was a little tired. After resting for two or three hours, the sky was slightly bright. Chen Yang and others stood up and said goodbye. The 400,000 yuan that Han Jiashan paid plus the 100,000 yuan that Han Ke added later were naturally paid to Chen Yang.

However, the two Taoist priests, Luo and Lu, also made their respective contributions in the process of capturing the evil ghost, and therefore each received satisfactory rewards.

When Chen Yang left the Han family, he took away the human skin painting paper.

When he told Han Ke that this was a human skin painting paper, Han Ke looked like he was about to faint, and he directly gave the human skin painting paper to Chen Yang.

Mao Xiaoli stared at the message on her phone that she had received a huge sum of 500,000 yuan, and was stunned for a long time.

"Chen, Brother Chen, you are so awesome."

Mao Xiaoli became Chen Yang's fan and completely became his fan girl.

"Five hundred thousand! This is the largest sum of money I have ever seen since I entered this industry."

Hearing this, Chen Yang asked curiously: "How many years have you been in this industry?"

"Three years." Mao Xiaoli was deeply moved: "I used to live with my family, and then I worked on my own. I joined the Dafu Branch for a year and only got the minimum wage. I was so poor that I couldn't even afford to buy a magic weapon."

Chen Yang: “…”

It really is a huge pit.

"By the way, Brother Chen. How do you know this drawing paper is made of human skin?"

"It feels similar. Drawing paper doesn't have this feeling."

Mao Xiaoli touched the human skin paper and nodded: "That's right. But Brother Chen, how did you guess that the ghost that harmed Miss Han was a hundred-year-old ghost?"

Chen Yang sighed: "When you saw the portrait of the beauty in the painting, didn't you feel something was wrong?"

Mao Xiaoli shook her head: "No."

"It's so dark and full of ghostly energy, how could you not notice it so obviously?"

Mao Xiaoli silently opened her mouth and screamed: "Brother Chen, how can I sense ghost energy and yin energy?"

Chen Yang frowned: "You are the Heavenly Master."

"Even a Heavenly Master can't do that." Mao Xiaoli didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Brother Chen, do you have any misunderstandings about Heavenly Masters? Although Heavenly Masters catch ghosts, they rely on tools to see ghosts and sense ghost energy. Unless it is very strong yin energy and ghost energy, you can clearly feel it. For example, in this painting, I don't feel any ghost energy at all."

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment: "Really? I don't know much about the Heavenly Master."

Mao Xiaoli stared at Chen Yang: "Brother Chen, are you really not a Taoist priest? Then how can you catch ghosts?"

"When I was little, the grandfather next door taught me. He only taught me for two years, so I am not a master."

"Is that so... He's already so good after only two years of teaching." Mao Xiaoli was quite jealous.

It turns out that to be a Taoist priest, talent is the key.

If one is not gifted, he can only become a sixth-rank Heavenly Master who can grant Du Gong after more than ten years of study, like her. If one is gifted, he can hire the ghost messenger of Fengdu after only two years of study.

Mao Xiaoli shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

The more I think about it, the more jealous I become, and my mentality becomes unbalanced.

In fact, Mao Xiaoli is also very talented in the world of celestial masters.

Mao Xiaoli decided to return to the original topic: "Then what? After you saw the human skin paper, how did you guess it?"

Chen Yang then told her in detail.

In fact, the main reason is that Chen Yang lived in a closed village in the south before going to college. The south, especially the Guangdong and Guangdong regions, still believes in ghosts and gods very much. In addition, Chen Yang has a special physique and often deals with ghosts.

Therefore, he knew that things were not simple after he found the human skin painting paper. At that time, the evil spirit tried to confuse him, and his accent was that of western Guangdong. He just called him "Xiu Cai Lang", which is not a name that modern people would call out.

The name on the painting was "Xiao Fengyu", which seemed to be the stage name of an actress in the past. He searched on Baidu and actually found her life story.

Xiao Fengyu, whose original name was Zhu Xiaoyu, was a female actress in western Guangdong during the early years of the Republic of China. She became famous for her sweet voice and clear and lively eyes. However, she was spotted by bandits and abducted when she was about 21 years old, and her body was eventually torn to pieces.

Chen Yang guessed that she must have been skinned and made into human skin paper after her death, so her soul was incomplete. In addition, she died suddenly, and no one built a tombstone to worship her, so she could not be reincarnated. Zhu Xiaoyu's body was gradually buried underground. Later, a newly deceased woman's grave was pressed on Zhu Xiaoyu's body, which angered Zhu Xiaoyu.

Han Ke happened to pass by to pay homage to his ancestors. Zhu Xiaoyu took the opportunity to lure Han Ke and hid in human skin paper to enter Han's house in order to take Han Ke's life.

"In the past, there was a sorcery that believed that peeling off the skin of the dead to make a picture paper, and then drawing the dead on the skin, could capture the soul."

Although I don’t know how Zhu Xiaoyu got the drawing paper made of his own skin, I don’t think it was a very peaceful method.

The two returned to the Dafu Branch Office. Chen Yang stood at the door, staring at the sign that read "Dafu Sub-district Office" and angrily said, "They are selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton."

Mao Xiaoli chuckled: "If you put this up, it will be harder to get invited for tea."

Chen Yang couldn't believe it: "You are not civil servants."

"I am a civil servant, a regular civil servant. I am outside the system..."

Chen Yang is speechless.

When he entered the police station, Mao Xiaoli quickly took out the contract and pen and asked him to sign.

"After you sign this contract, you will be the director of our branch. Let me tell you in secret, the director's base salary is twice as much as ours, and the commission is 5% more than ours."

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows: "How much is the director's share, and how much is your share and basic salary?"

Mao Xiaoli was about to speak when Deputy Director Ma Shanfeng came in with a bulging belly and called her out. It was unknown what he said. After Ma Shanfeng came in, he was particularly enthusiastic towards Chen Yang: "Xiaoli, there are some things you don't understand. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"I haven't signed—"

"The director probably doesn't understand the welfare of our branch."

"I don't think it has much to do with this. I think I need to think about it again-"

"The director's base salary is 30,000 yuan, and if we take orders, we get a 5% commission on each order. Oh, this is 5% commission regardless of whether you participate in the order or not. Our profit-sharing method is to take 30% of each order as the daily operating expenses of the branch, and the remaining 70% is divided equally among those who participate in the order."

In other words, even if Chen Yang took the order and did not participate, he would still get 5% commission as long as it was successful. If he participated, in addition to the 5% commission, there would be an equal share of the remaining 65%.

Plus the basic salary, free food and accommodation, and being a state-run civil servant... I couldn't resist at all, even though my colleagues were all masters and suspected of being a fake, I really wanted to sign it!!!

"The director will also get a share of this three-star order. The money will be transferred to your account the next day. The total is... Let me calculate."

"One hundred and eighty-seven thousand five."

"right!"

Chen Yang stared at Deputy Director Ma Shanfeng, who smiled amiably but was actually cunning and treacherous, and remained silent.

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