Let s Squander A Billion First! - Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Dispel the Evil Spirit (26)
The male student was shrouded in yin energy, with a plain face, the kind that could be tossed into a crowd and never be found.

This was Tan Minghao from the photo.

He bent over to pick up the paper effigy that was knocked over.

Chuzheng raised her hand, and the paper effigy fell over again.

The male ghost glared at Chuzheng with resentment, but he didn’t do anything rash, just picked up the paper effigy once more.

He would pick it up, and Chuzheng would knock it down again.

Xia Han was clinging to Chuzheng’s icy body, watching them behave like children.

You knock it down.

I pick it up.

You knock it down.

I pick it up again.

Xia Han: “???”

What are we here to do? Aren’t we here to catch ghosts? Are you playing with the ghost? What if you provoke him?

Finally, the male ghost got angry.

A whirlwind sprang up from nowhere in the cramped space, and yin energy swirled upwards as the paper-made figure flapped noisily in the wind.

Tan Minghao’s face turned fierce, and blood flowed from his orifices as he screamed shrilly, “Why are you here to ruin me and Weiwei! Why are you disturbing us!!”

“Yao Wei paid us to come,” Chuzheng answered very honestly.

“I like her so much, I want to be with her forever, why are you trying to ruin us!!” Tan Minghao roared hysterically, as if he couldn’t hear what Chuzheng was saying.

“Wait for me a second.”

Chuzheng told Xia Han to wait and walked towards Tan Minghao.

Tan Minghao seemed a bit scared of Chuzheng, and subconsciously stepped back, “You also want to break up me and Yao Wei?! You’re a ghost too, why are you helping them?”

Chuzheng: “Don’t want to, just doing a job for the money.”

“Don’t come closer.”

Chuzheng floated forward a bit and stood right in front of Tan Minghao, her face serious: “Came closer.”

What are you going to do to me?

Tan Minghao: “…”

The girl in front of him was different from other ghosts he had seen.

She was very beautiful, giving off a very aloof feeling, as if a single glance from her could kill you on the spot.

But now she was here to ruin his life.

A wave of unprecedented anger rose in Tan Minghao’s heart.

“You won’t separate me and Weiwei!”

–

Three minutes later.

Tan Minghao lay on the ground, his ghostly form extremely unstable, matching well with his paper effigy.

A family should be complete and together.

“Now tell your story.”

“…”

Tan Minghao was the only student from their village who got admitted to a university.

His family went broke to pay for his tuition.

On the first day of school, he was attracted to Yao Wei, who was dazzling and goddess-like.

Learning that he shared the same major as Yao Wei, he was elated for a long time, but soon he began to feel inferior.

Because someone like Yao Wei was always picked up by luxury cars, and carried handbags worth tens of thousands.

Someone like that was out of his league.

Tan Minghao didn’t even have the courage to speak to Yao Wei.

Watching her go through relationships, breakups, new relationships, breakups…

Her boyfriends were all outstanding. Tan Minghao dared not express his own affection and just silently watched over Yao Wei.

Unexpectedly, on the eve of graduation, he received a call from home saying his father had fallen while working.

He took an unlicensed taxi in his hurry to return home.

A car accident happened on the way, the driver was unharmed but fled in fear, and Tan Minghao’s body was not found for several days.

He became a ghost, watching his parents bury their son.

“It was you who didn’t have the courage to confess to Sister Yao, you can’t blame anyone else,” said Xia Han, puffing out his cheeks slightly.

Chuzheng glanced at him but said nothing.

“Confess… How could I confess to her?” Tan Minghao whined like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: “How could I confess to her… Why would someone like her ever look at me.”

He had no money, no looks, and his grades weren’t exceptional; he was as ordinary as one could get.

Would Yao Wei like him?

No…

His confession was just an invitation to humiliation.

“If you don’t try, how can you know the outcome?” Xia Han frowned.

Chuzheng grabbed Xia Han and looked toward Tan Minghao, “Why are you here?”

“…After I died.”

He was the only son in his family, and his mother spent her days in tears.

After the funeral, his mother went to the school.

By that time, school was already on break, so none of his classmates knew he had died.

Of course, no one would care about him either.

His mother, while sorting through his belongings, found the diary he had written and a photo of Yao Wei.

His mother might have thought that he had liked Yao Wei, so she went out of her way to find out about Yao Wei.

They were very superstitious in their area.

Not knowing where, his mother acquired Yao Wei’s birth information and hired a Taoist. She used up all her savings and the money from the driver’s compensation to have the Taoist set up this place while Yao Wei’s villa was being renovated.

The Taoist performed rituals to wed him and Yao Wei in a ghost marriage.

Xia Han: “Sister Yao doesn’t even know you. Without Sister Yao’s consent, doing this kind of thing means you don’t even deserve to like her.”

Chuzheng: “The timing is wrong.”

Chuzheng and Xia Han were focused on different points.

Tan Minghao chose to answer Chuzheng’s question: “After the villa was renovated, Yao Wei didn’t move in for a long time. It wasn’t until half a year ago that she started living here.”

Yao Wei moved in, and the ghost marriage officially took effect.

For a ghost marriage, the woman’s consent isn’t necessarily needed.

As long as the woman’s birth details are available, the Taoist, using Outer Sect sorcery, can bond two people in a ghost marriage without a problem.

However, the customs differ from place to place, and so do the methods. Tan Minghao himself didn’t understand it very well.

“It should be right here!”

Suddenly, a cluttered sound of footsteps came from above, followed by the voice of the Old Taoist Priest.

Chuzheng looked up.

Seizing the moment, Tan Minghao darted out of the narrow exit in a flash.

People outside cried out in alarm, followed by screams and the sounds of clashing magic.

Chuzheng: “…”

Impressive.

Battered by her own beating, he could still run and jump. Quite remarkable indeed.

Chuzheng sent Xia Han up.

Having been beaten up by Chuzheng just moments before, Tan Minghao was already significantly weakened. With the Old Taoist Priest’s power, he could easily catch him.

But just as the Old Taoist Priest caught him, Tan Minghao burst forth with an unpleasant surge of Yin energy from his body.

The thick Yin energy dispersed.

An ominous energy shot straight to the head.

The light dimmed, darkness so deep that one couldn’t see their own hands.

“Master!”

“Be careful!”

The Old Taoist Priest shouted sternly.

It was clear that Tan Minghao had run away.

“What are you waiting for, smash it.” Chuzheng patted Xia Han’s shoulder, signaling him to use the stuff from the box.

“Little Beauty, I can’t see anything, how should I smash?”

“Randomly.”

Xia Han: “…” How is one supposed to smash randomly?

Xia Han took a deep breath and began smashing things around him.

The Yin energy slowly receded, centered around Xia Han.

Mother Yao, holding a pale-faced Yao Wei, rushed toward Xia Han.

Piercing screams rose intermittently in the air.

The Old Taoist Priest, dragging his disciple, followed the light out of the Yin energy.

He saw Xia Han at a glance, tossing various Talisman Papers and Magic Artifacts into the air as if throwing out trash.

This sort of indiscriminate scattering, similar to a celestial maiden scattering blossoms, left the Old Taoist Priest stunned in place.

Even Taokong Mountain couldn’t produce so many items all at once.

Where did he get these from?

There had been talk about it before, but since they hadn’t witnessed it firsthand, the picture they imagined was just Xia Han with a few items…