Chapter 25: First Cooperation with the Fox (3)

I found it amusing and said, “You didn’t know your company is haunted? Aren’t you afraid of running into danger? Assistant Fang told you to go home; you should leave quickly.”

The male employee hastily gathered his belongings, looked up, and asked me, “Are you the exorcists Assistant Fang hired?”

I shook my head and then nodded, honestly replying, “I’m not an exorcist, but my two friends are.”

“I see…”

He packed up, walked toward me with his briefcase, and gave me an awkward yet polite smile.

Seeing his poor complexion, I felt a pang of sympathy. I took out a talisman from my bag and reluctantly handed it to him. “This amulet is for you.”

A hint of fear and surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly waved his hands, saying, “No, no, you keep it. I don’t believe in these things.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “I don’t believe in them either, but since it costs over three thousand yuan, it must be effective! I’m giving it to you for free, and you don’t want it! Are you really willing to risk your life for money?”

The male employee kept waving his hands, refusing. I thought he was just being shy, so I couldn’t help but stuff it into his hand.

“Just take it! Consider it psychological comfort!”

Who knew that the moment the talisman got close to him, it trembled and rustled, as if a gentle breeze was blowing.

But there was no wind here…

As I was wondering, a cold laugh sounded from behind the man: “Of course, he wouldn’t dare to take it. The little ghost is on his body!”

Looking up, a grayish-white head peeked out from behind the male employee’s neck—cracked skin, a mouth full of black fangs—it was really the little ghost Lin Miao had been raising!

But its eyes had changed from their original white to a dark red. Seeing me, it grinned, bared its fangs, and lunged at my face.

I was so scared that my legs went weak. I screamed and instinctively covered my head with my arms, closing my eyes.

“Ah—” a shrill, miserable cry of an infant.

“Idiot!” I didn’t know if Wen Ye was scolding me or the little ghost.

I lowered my hands, still in shock. Wen Ye was holding the little ghost by the neck with one hand.

The little ghost flailed its limbs, black pus flowing from its mouth, baring its teeth at Wen Ye.

The usually docile male employee, who had been cowering to the side, suddenly turned violent. A cold hatred flashed across his face as he lunged at me.

I didn’t react in time and was strangled by his arm around my neck. The electric baton in my hand was knocked away.

The male employee dragged me backward forcefully, grabbing a sharp file rack from the desk and holding it against my neck, threatening, “Give it back to me! Give it back to me! Otherwise… otherwise, I’ll be rude to her!”

Wen Ye, still holding the little ghost with one hand, bared his teeth at the male employee, a fierce red light flashing in his eyes.

Brother Yuan ran out from inside the office, waving his hands downwards, half negotiating and half threatening, “Buddy, put down the weapon first… The law can’t punish you for raising a little ghost, but if you hurt her, we’ll hold you criminally responsible, guaranteeing you’ll lose your job, your wife, and end up in jail!”

The male employee was somewhat moved by what was said, and he said in fear, “I… I don’t want to hurt her! As long as you return the little ghost to me, I’ll let him go. I’ll take the little ghost away, and we’ll consider this matter closed… What do you think?”

I was being strangled, barely able to breathe, my face flushed red, and I hoarsely said, “No! You… you’ll still take it… take it to harm others!”

I almost got killed by it, Lin Miao’s face was disfigured by it, and now the company is in chaos. This thing will definitely lose control in the future.

“Shut up! It only sucks a little vitality and looks for people to play with; it won’t hurt people!” The male employee strangled me tighter.

Recently, I’ve been too unlucky, always being threatened, bullied, and kidnapped. There was a fire in my heart that had nowhere to vent.

At this time, it was time to use my ‘McDonald’s Hammer’ elbow strike ultimate move.

This move was a skill I accidentally discovered when I was a child playing with boys and getting bullied. Every time, I could make them cry.

Wen Ye wrinkled his nose, bared his teeth at him, and approached step by step, ready to pounce at any moment.

“Don’t come over!” The male employee dragged me back, his attention focused on Wen Ye and Brother Yuan.

I seized the opportunity, stomped hard on the man’s toe, and struck the male employee’s nose with my right elbow.

“Ah!!”

The male employee screamed, covering his nose. The sharp file rack grazed my neck. I endured the pain and twisted my body, taking the opportunity to kick him in the crotch.

“Ah!!!”

He screamed even louder, his body arched like a shrimp, clutching his crotch and howling.

I kicked him again in anger, knocking him to the ground. “I kindly helped you, but you actually bit back! Go to hell, you ingrate!”

The moment the male employee fell, Brother Yuan subdued him with his knee, immobilizing his limbs and completely neutralizing his combat power. He gave me a thumbs up. “Xiao Mai, you’re too awesome! Women’s Sanda owes you a championship… How’s your neck?”

I looked at the not-so-much blood on my hand and shook my head. “The wound isn’t deep; it’s just a scratch.”

Not deep, but it still hurts.

“Why did its eyes turn red?” I frowned in pain, holding my neck.

The little ghost could still talk before, but now it only made squeaking noises and was much more violent than before.

Wen Ye kept staring at my neck, licking his lips slightly, his throat bobbing.

What, does this stinky fox want to suck my blood?!

I glared at him. Wen Ye came back to his senses, avoided my gaze embarrassedly, and returned to his arrogant, stinky face.

“This person fed the little ghost with his own blood, which is why it became like this.” He turned his head and said calmly, “I’ll send it away first.”

“How do you send it?” I asked curiously.

Wen Ye ignored me, walked to a corner, pinched a talisman, and stuck it on the little ghost’s head. The originally manic little ghost immediately calmed down.

He quickly changed his hand gestures, his fair wrists and long fingers like he was holding a lotus flower.

Is this the hand seal in the movies? So beautiful…

While I was admiring it, a whirlwind rose from the ground, wisps of coolness crawling up my calves. The temperature dropped a few degrees, and in the blink of an eye, the little ghost in Wen Ye’s hand disappeared into thin air.

I widened my eyes in disbelief. “Where’s the little ghost?! Did you let it go?!”

“No, it was taken away by the ghost messengers.” He took out a sanitizing wipe from his pocket and wiped his hands.

“Ah? Ghost… ghost messengers? Are ghost messengers real? How come I can’t see them!”

“You don’t have the Yin-Yang Eyes, and you have pure Yang blood, so of course you can’t see them.”

“Then why could I see the little ghost?”

“Your previous roommate burned your blood or hair for this little ghost, so you can see it.”

I moved closer, raised my head, and asked with a frown, “What if another ghost wants to harm me? What should I do if I can’t see it? Do you have a way to help me open my Yin-Yang Eyes?”

Wen Ye glanced at me with disdain. “You’re past the age to open the Yin-Yang Eyes. Forcibly opening them now would violate the laws of nature and bring karmic consequences. Le Xiao Mai, are you willing to bear this risk? Are you sure you won’t be scared by demons and ghosts?”

So, the Yin-Yang Eyes can’t just be opened if you want them…

I pouted. “Forget it, I’ll just honestly be a mortal.”

Brother Yuan took out a palm-sized golden doll sculpture from the male employee’s briefcase and called us over, “Let’s ask him what’s going on first.”