Bang! Bang! Bang!
The flesh ball was violently throbbing inside the soul-sealing jar.
Along held the lid tightly, not allowing it to escape.
Lu Fei quickly stepped forward, crossing two ghost-restraining talismans and pasting them on top. The jar instantly became quiet.
"Boss Lu, did it work?" Along panted, asking anxiously.
"Yes."
Lu Fei gave him a firm answer, then sat down on the floor, feeling somewhat drained of strength.
Fighting at a distance is too exhausting for one's magical power.
Although he had bested his opponent, it didn't mean he wasn't tired.
"Monkey!"
Ignoring his own need for rest, Along quickly rushed to the bedside to check on Huang Mao's condition.
Black blood oozed from the corner of Huang Mao's mouth as he lay motionless on the bed.
His complexion was ashen, like that of a dead man. His once protruding belly had deflated, leaving behind cracks on the skin.
"Monkey?"
A Long's heart tightened as he reached out to check for Huang Mao's breath, and his expression immediately turned panicked.
"Master Lu, he's not breathing!"
"His body was too weak to withstand such torment." Lu Fei hurriedly got up and came to the bedside, feeling Monkey's temperature.
There was still a faint warmth.
"There's still hope!"
"A Long, go and boil a pot of water first."
"Yes!" A Long went to the kitchen, rummaged through the cabinets to find a pot, filled it with water, and immediately put it on the stove to boil.
"Take a cup or bowl with a lid, and when the water boils, pour it into the bowl and cover it with the lid." Lu Fei continued to say.
"After three minutes, open the lid and feed the water droplets on the lid into the monkey's mouth."
"Okay!"
A Long did exactly as instructed.
As soon as the three minutes were up, he immediately lifted the lid and carefully fed the evaporated water droplets into Huang Mao's mouth.
Huang Mao's cracked lips received a trace of moisture.
One by one, the warm water droplets slid into his stinky mouth.
"Manager Lu, what do we do next?"
"Wait."
A Long clenched his fists and stared intently at Huang Mao, not daring to blink.
One second.
Two seconds.
In this long wait, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the scene when Yellow Hair was a child, secretly slipping snacks into his backpack.
The snacks were given by Yellow Hair's sister, and this guy always stole them...
Nine seconds.
Yellow Hair coughed lightly, and his thin chest began to rise and fall weakly.
"He's breathing!"
Ah Long snapped back to reality, looking at Yellow Hair who had started breathing again, and finally relaxed his tightly clenched fists.
"Thank goodness, he's alive!" Lu Fei felt a tremendous relief.
Ah Long adjusted his emotions, pulled the blanket over, and covered Yellow Hair.
"Manager Lu, what was that water just now? Why can it bring someone back to life?"
"That's called Reviving Water. It can help those on the brink of death by boosting their vital energy. The monkey wasn't completely dead; it was just in a state between life and death because it couldn't catch its breath. The Reviving Water helped him regain his vital energy, so he could breathe again naturally."
Lu Fei smiled.
"The dead cannot be brought back to life! Those who are truly dead cannot be revived by any elixir or medicine."
"I see!" A Long was thoroughly convinced, "Manager Lu's methods are truly amazing!"
"It's nothing, these are just old folk techniques passed down from ancient times." Confirming that Yellow Hair had survived, Lu Fei quickly walked over to the small black dog.
The little guy was injured, not lightly either.
Even so, it still firmly pinned the ghost baby down, preventing it from moving.
The ghost baby's neck had been bitten open, and it was barely alive.
"Little Black, does it hurt?"
Lu Fei was heartbroken. He took out a bundle of red thread and tied up the ghost infant, then tenderly held the little black dog in his arms. After petting its fluffy head, he carefully examined its wounds.
The wounds were not deep, but slightly blackened.
However, the little black dog was originally a Wuhei dog, whose blood had the power to ward off evil, so there was no fear of it being affected by negative energy.
"Woof woof!"
The little black dog barked twice and wagged its tail with great pride.
"Yes, our Xiao Hei is the best! When we get back, I'll open three cans for you, and buy you a new pair of slippers!"
"Woof!"
The little black dog happily wagged its tail and then lay down wearily in Lu Fei's arms.
After this intense battle, the little guy was truly exhausted.
"Manager Lu, Monkey could have survived only because of you! Please accept my salute!" Long bowed deeply to Lu Fei with a heavy fist clasp.
"Along, you're being too polite. We're all friends here,"
Lu Fei waved his hand.
"A tattoo can bring about a death sentence. I hope Houzi can learn from this and become a down-to-earth person in the future," Along sighed faintly.
"With such a good brother-in-law, he's sure to get back on track," Lu Fei smiled.
"Shopkeeper Lu is mistaken... What was between me and his sister is in the past; it's no longer possible. I'm just helping him out of the consideration for our childhood friendship,"
Along forced a smile and changed the subject.
"It's getting late. Across the street is my old house, which has been empty. Why don't you stay there for the night? I'll have Houzi thank you tomorrow."
"No, it's not over yet," Lu Fei lifted the tightly bound ghost infant, his eyes flashing with a cold glint, "I'll leave the ghost fetus with you. I'll be back soon."
Saying that, he picked up the small black dog and carried the ghost infant as he turned to leave.
The night was deep and dark.
The old tattoo shop was in a mess.
The shop owner collapsed weakly to the ground, his face as pale as paper, with large pools of black blood on his chest and on the floor.
Beside him crouched a young man, his face full of worry.
"I never thought that kid could reach such a profound level of magical power in such a short time. Two months ago, he clearly had no magical power at all... Could it be, he was pretending?"
The owner clutched his chest, his face filled with regret.
"Master! I will go and avenge you!" The young man gnashed his teeth, and behind him, the ghostly figure of a woman appeared.
"Even I couldn't defeat him, let alone you?" The owner sneered dismissively, pushing his apprentice away, "Get out of here! Go find your senior uncle and never come back!"
"Master?" The young man was taken aback, "Let's go together, Senior Uncle will definitely save you."
"My backlash is too severe, I can't leave... That kid will be coming for me soon, if you don't go now, do you want to die with me?" The owner's deathly white face showed a cold smile.
"Master..." The young man's face showed a complex expression.
"I know you've wanted to get rid of me for a long time. Now that the opportunity has come, what are you still pretending? Zhang Shan!" The boss looked at the young man with a mocking smile.
"Master! We have been master and apprentice, and I will avenge you!"
The young man took a deep look at the boss, then, with the ghostly shadow of the woman, resolutely ran into the night and soon disappeared.
Looking at the pitch-black night outside, a hint of desolation appeared in the boss's eyes.
After a long while.
Lu Fei, carrying the ghost infant, strode into the tattoo shop.
"So it's really you!"
Lu Fei looked at the boss sitting cross-legged in the pool of blood with a cold expression, revealing a sneer.
This person was exactly the ghost raiser who had tried to take away the dark wood two months ago.
At that time, when the ghost raiser failed to force a purchase, he sent the ghost infant to sneak into Sinisterium Pawnshop to steal the dark wood, but instead, it was discovered by Lu Fei, and the ghost infant was severely injured.
I thought this old man, having suffered a backlash, would lay low for a while, but I didn't expect him to hide in this tattoo shop, raising ghosts and harming people.
Old habits die hard.
The ghost raiser, knowing his time was up, looked at Lu Fei with a hint of unwillingness.
"Before I die, I have only one question."