Chapter 1 Can I use the talisman to exchange for a bun?

　　Qingshan City, on the roadside.

　　There was a rich fragrance in the air, and Lin Xi couldn't help but stop.

　　Coo coo——!

　　My stomach growled.

　　She hesitated for a second and walked to the bun shop.

　　"Boss, can I exchange a talisman for a bun?"

　　Aunt Li has run a bun shop for more than 30 years and has never encountered a situation like this.

　　Exchange the talisman for buns.

　　What talisman?

The talisman that’s stuck on the zombies’ foreheads 　　in horror movies ?

　　Aunt Li looked at the person who came.

　　Oh, she's still a little girl.

　　The little girl was not very old. She was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, had her hair tied up in a bun, and there was some dirt on the sides of her cheeks.

　　Her complexion was very pale, and her lips were completely bloodless, as if she had fainted at the gust of wind.

　　Alas, another poor man.

　　Aunt Li tore off a large bag and filled it with five meat buns, three vegetable buns and a cup of soy milk.

　　"Here, take it. If it's not enough, tell Auntie."

　　Lin Xi took a bite of the meat bun and finally came back to life.

　　She hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

　　Lin Xi was an unwanted child who was abandoned by his parents by a creek as soon as he was born.

　　Taoist Priest Xuankong took her back to the Taoist temple, accepted her as his disciple, and taught her the five arts of metaphysics, mountain medicine, fortune-telling, and divination.

　　Lin Xi's horoscope is pure Yin, and he was born with the ability to see ghosts. He followed his master down the mountain to catch ghosts when he was one year old.

　　The master performed magic in front of people, and she beat up evil spirits behind them.

　　Taoist Xuankong was a very unreliable person. He once fed her his ashes as milk powder.

　　Fortunately, Lin Xi saw the hanged man next to him.

　　The hanged ghost made a sharp explosion sound, "Fuck! My ashes! Baby, put them down! You can't eat them!!!"

　　Lin Xi cleverly spilled the milk powder and grew up successfully.

　　But now, she was dying again.

　　Women are Yin, and Lin Xi was born on a Yin day, Yin month, Yin year, Yin time, Yin addition to Yin, she was born with a Yin and cold constitution and extremely bad luck.

　　The master once predicted that she would not live past the age of twenty.

　　In one day, she would be twenty.

　　In other words, she only had one day left to die.

　　Lin Xi ate three meat buns in one breath and took out a talisman. "Auntie, I am a Taoist priest. This talisman can turn misfortune into good fortune."

　　Aunt Li took it and took a look.

　　There were red words on yellow paper and she couldn't understand the pattern on it.

　　Lin Xi reminded, "Auntie, your forehead is black, there may be a bloody disaster tonight, you must carry this talisman with you."

　　Aunt Li: “…”

　　This sounds like something a liar would say. The little girl is superstitious at such a young age.

　　She believes in science and never believes in such things.

　　Aunt Li advised in a gentle voice: "Little girl, I'll give you the buns to eat, but you can take this talisman back, I don't need it."

　　"Trust me, keep it."

　　Lin Xi folded the amulet into a triangle, stuffed it into the old lady's pocket, and walked away.

　　Aunt Li was stunned for a moment, "Wait, where are you going?"

　　"Imperial Capital."

　　Lin Xi waved.

　　Seven days ago, Master unfortunately passed away.

　　Before he died, he left her a message.

　　"My disciple, your master has arranged a marriage for you. This man has a very noble fate. He is your only chance to survive the catastrophe. You should go to the Imperial Capital to find him as soon as possible."

　　Lin Xi went down the mountain to look for this glimmer of hope.

　　But there were too many accidents along the way, and we encountered a mudslide as soon as we went out.

　　On the way to town, a bolt of lightning struck and destroyed her old cell phone. She finally reached the train station and spent all her money on buying tickets.

　　Lin Xi was tired, hungry and sleepy, so he went straight to Qingshan City to sleep.

　　The closer she got to twenty, the worse her luck became.

　　She doesn't want to die, she wants to live.

　　Lin Xi walked towards the direction of Dijing.

　　It's too late to walk.

　　Think of a way to rob a ghost car.

　　…

　　It was getting dark.

　　Aunt Li closed the door and rode her electric scooter home.

The journey was very smooth and she drove her electric scooter into a familiar alley.

　　Just turn a street and you'll be home.

　　What bloody disaster?

　　What is the black forehead?

　　That little girl is talking in a weird way. You can't believe what she says.

　　Aunt Li murmured to herself, "Young people nowadays are more superstitious than us old people."

　　Bang!

　　Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind me.

　　Aunt Li braked suddenly and looked back.

　　A flowerpot fell from the sky and hit the ground, with fragments flying everywhere.

　　Miraculously, there wasn't a single piece of debris around her.

　　Aunt Li took a deep breath, her heart pounding.

　　If she had ridden slower, the vase would have hit her on the head.

　　This time, if he doesn’t die, he will be crippled.

　　Aunt Li remembered what the little girl said and quickly took out the amulet from her pocket. The runes on it faded a little.

　　In the blink of an eye, the talisman paper burned and turned into a pile of ashes.

　　She cried out in surprise, "I met a master!"

　　Aunt Li got out of the car and bowed respectfully in the direction of Dijing.

　　"Master, thank you for saving my life."

　　…

　　Lin Xi squatted at a crossroads.

　　There's a lot of yin energy here, which means there are ghosts.

　　People become ghosts after death, and there are many kinds of ghosts.

　　If an ordinary person encounters a white, gray or yellow ghost, he will at most be scared; if he encounters a black ghost, he will suffer a minor illness; if he encounters a red ghost, he will suffer a serious illness at best, and even die at worst.

　　Further up are the ghost generals and the ghost king.

　　Lin Xi has beaten three red-clothed ghosts, but has never encountered a ghost general or ghost king.

　　The Ghost King and the like are just legends.

　　She is not afraid of ghosts. The more ferocious the ghost she catches, the more merits she will gain.

　　Lin Xi supported his chin and waited.

　　At three o'clock in the morning, thick fog floated in the air and the temperature around dropped by several degrees, making people shiver.

　　A cold wind blew, and a yellow taxi appeared at the intersection. A spiritual banner hung on the roof of the car, fluttering in the wind, which was extremely strange.

　　"Little girl, do you want a taxi?"

　　A faint voice came from the wind, as if the ghost was lying next to my ear and talking.

　　Lin Xi glanced at the car in front of him, which was filled with a very gloomy aura.

　　This is a ghost car, and the person driving it is a ghost.

　　It just so happens that she can take the ghost car to the capital.

　　Lin Xi stood up calmly, and when he got closer, he found that the outside of the car was covered with SpongeBob SquarePants.

　　This ghost is quite childish.

　　She opened the car door and got in. "Let's go to Imperial Capital."

　　The ghost driver was stunned.

　　This girl is not afraid of ghosts!

　　He turned his head, revealing a pale face, and drooped his eyes in front of Lin Xi.

　　Tick! Tick!!

　　Two lines of blood flowed from the black eye sockets, staining the entire car red.

　　A strong fishy smell spread out, making people want to vomit.

　　The ghost driver gave a creepy smile.

　　"Little girl, I'm a ghost~"

　　Chapter 2 That Man Comes

　　Lin Xi: "Oh. Drive, I'm in a hurry."

　　The ghost driver is a white ghost who died not long ago. He does not have much resentment and has never harmed anyone.

　　She was too lazy to deal with such an ordinary ghost.

　　The ghost driver didn’t understand why the little girl wasn’t afraid?

　　Everyone who saw him in the past, from an eighty-year-old man to a three-year-old kid, was frightened to the point of pissing and shitting, and rolling on the ground.

　　The ghost driver stretched his neck and blew faintly at Lin Xi, revealing a row of white teeth, "I really am a ghost."

　　Two bright red blood holes were facing her, and the eyeballs on the ground kept jumping around, making crisp sounds that made her head hurt.

　　Lin Xi was angry.

　　She picked up two eyeballs and stuffed them into the ghost driver's mouth, saying in a cold tone, "If you are ugly, don't come out to scare people. It will damage the city appearance."

　　A powerful force rushed over, and the negative energy on the ghost driver faded a little.

　　He covered his throat and coughed madly, "Wow! Kill a ghost!!!"

　　The sharp cry sounded again, and Lin Xi said expressionlessly: "If you make any more noise, I'll kill you!"

　　The ghost driver felt the boss's aura and didn't dare to make a sound. He quickly dug out the eyeballs from his stomach and put them into his eye sockets.

　　He sat back in the driver's seat obediently and fastened his seat belt. "Master, I'll leave right away, but I can't leave this place."

　　"It's okay, just drive." Lin Xi closed his eyes and rested.

　　The ghost driver took a glance in the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator.

　　If you don’t drive, you’re doomed now!

　　The ghost car had a smooth journey and drove smoothly towards the ghost road.

　　The ghost driver was very excited.

　　Woo woo woo, finally leaving that damn place.

　　He can go home and see his family one last time.

　　Thinking of the master behind him, the ghost driver stopped thinking about it and drove seriously.

　　There were very few vehicles on the ghost road, and balls of blue ghost fire were floating around. The open space not far away was full of ghosts.

　　"Aribati, cheer up!!"

　　"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky~"

　　Lin Xi opened his eyes and looked out the window. Densely packed ghosts were twisting their bodies to the rhythm of the music.

　　She saw a familiar figure among the group of ghosts.

　　The ghost car drove away quickly and Lin Xi didn't think much about it.

　　Half an hour later, the ghost driver parked the car at a cemetery and laughed awkwardly twice, "Master, we're here."

　　Lin Xi looked at the tall buildings in the distance and said calmly, "You drive well."

　　The ghost driver touched the back of his head and said, "Haha, I'm an experienced driver for 20 years."

　　"Master, please get out of the car." He opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation.

　　After seeing the master off, he immediately went to say goodbye to his family.

　　Lin Xi got out of the car and looked at him deeply. "Humans and ghosts are on different paths, and yin and yang are separated. The yin energy in you can hurt ordinary people, and the yang energy in people can also hurt you."

　　"Since you drove me, I'll take you to the underworld as travel expenses."

　　The ghost driver's heart skipped a beat.

The master is worthy of being a master. He can see what he is thinking at a glance.

　　He plopped down on his knees and said, "Master, I am worried about my wife and five-year-old daughter."

　　The ghost driver's name is Zhao Long , and his family of three lives in a small, shabby rental house.

　　He had little education and drove a taxi to support his family.

　　Zhao Long has only one wish in his life, to make more money so that his wife and daughter can live a good life.

　　That night, he drove home in a taxi with his daughter's favorite toy, SpongeBob SquarePants, on the passenger seat.

　　Zhao Long drove towards home with a silly smile on his face.

　　We will be home after crossing the bridge in front. My daughter will be very happy to see the big yellow sponge.

　　But halfway through, the bridge broke.

　　Zhao Long fell into the water along with the car.

　　He died and never saw his wife and daughter again.

　　Zhao Long turned into a ghost and drove a taxi on the same road every day.

　　He deliberately painted SpongeBob SquarePants all over the outside of the car, hoping that someone would recognize him.

　　“Wuwuwu…”

　　Zhao Long cried miserably with snot and tears.

　　He grabbed Lin Xi's trouser leg and kept sniffing, "Master, my daughter is only five years old. She lost her father when she was only five years old..."

　　Lin Xi waved away his dirty hands, "Alright, stop crying. The more you cry, the uglier you become."

　　Zhao Long wiped his tears, took out a wrinkled SpongeBob SquarePants and stuffed it into her hand.

　　"Master, I don't want to hurt my wife and daughter. Can you tell me something?"

　　"Tell my wife that I love her very much and hope she won't be too sad. She can marry someone else if she finds the right person..."

　　Lin Xi interrupted him, "Stop."

　　Zhao Long thought the master thought he was being too long-winded, so he quickened his pace and finished his words in one breath.

　　"Master, one last sentence. There is 30,000 yuan of private money hidden under the sofa."

　　Lin Xi: “…”

　　This sentence is the key point.

　　She said, "I will send you into a dream, and you can say these words yourself."

　　Zhao Long was ecstatic, "Master, really?"

　　"Master, you are so amazing. You are the strongest person I have ever seen."

　　Zhao Long flattered Lin Xi so much that he made her feel embarrassed.

　　She raised her chin, "Such a simple spell, I knew it when I was three years old."

　　Zhao Long gave a thumbs up, "The master is indeed extraordinary and extremely smart..."

　　Lin Xi clasped his hands together and said, "Alright, hurry up, there are still three hours until dawn."

　　Zhao Long's figure gradually disappeared, and he shouted loudly: "Master, goodbye, I will repay your kindness after you die. I will work like a slave down here -"

　　Lin Xi: That’s not necessary.

　　Now she couldn't bear to hear the word death because she was really dying.

　　But I didn’t even see a hair of the person that Master was talking about.

　　Who wants to die when you can live?

　　Lin Xi walked through the cemetery and into the high-rise building. She spent the whole day without meeting any man with a special fate.

　　Before she knew it, it was dark and a smell of blood came up. She squatted on the side of the road and spat out a mouthful of blood.

　　There are only 20 minutes left, and the vitality in the body is getting less and less, and the death energy is getting heavier and heavier.

　　She felt as if countless ants were crawling inside her body and the pain was unbearable.

　　Lin Xi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Master, I will go down to see you soon."

　　She didn't understand why she had such a fate.

　　She had no friends, no family, and her life was almost gone. It seemed as if she was not supposed to be alive in this world.

　　Lin Xi walked aimlessly on the street, feeling dizzy.

　　Finally, she could not walk anymore and stopped at a step in the hospital, quietly waiting for death to come.

　　The hospital is in a good location. If someone dies, they can go directly to the morgue and there is no need to worry about no one helping to collect the body.

　　At the intersection, a low-key and luxurious Maybach slowly stopped.

　　The black-clad bodyguard opened the car door and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu."

　　Then, a man in a black suit came down and hummed indifferently.

　　The man was extremely handsome, with deep eyebrows, a high nose and thin lips. He had a very superior figure and was born with a noble air.

　　Standing among a group of black-clad bodyguards, people couldn't help but stare at him.

　　Lin Xi sensed it as soon as the man appeared.

　　She looked over there.

　　A ball of thick purple air was coming towards this side, emitting a sparkling light, like a big light bulb in the dark.

　　Lin Xi widened his eyes.

　　It's that man!

　　He is here!

　　He came with the imperial purple aura!

　　Chapter 3 Wow, exciting

　　There were still ten minutes left. Lin Xi stood up as if he had been given an injection of chicken blood and ran towards the man.

　　He has purple aura and is born to be an emperor, which is invaluable.

　　Only such a fate could suppress her extremely yin body.

　　She was very satisfied with this man.

　　Master, you finally did something reliable.

　　You old man can rest assured and reincarnate. I don’t have to die.

　　Lin Xi stopped one meter away from the man and moved her mouth, but no one knew what to say.

　　The master died so quickly that she didn't even know the man's name. If she rushed forward, she would be treated as a mental patient and sent to the nearby hospital.

　　Lin Xi stared at the man, trying to figure out something from his face.

　　But the man’s fate was too strong, and he was protected by purple energy, so she could not see anything now.

　　Fu Jingyao felt a strong gaze falling on him and glanced lightly to the front right.

　　It's a little girl.

　　She was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, had her hair tied into a bun, carried a tattered bag on her back, and had a colorful bracelet on her wrist.

　　Those eyes were exceptionally clear, as bright as water and as bright as stars.

　　Fu Jingyao took another look.

　　It's strange, why is he interested in a strange little girl?

　　Fu Jingyao withdrew his gaze and walked towards the hospital.

　　A few days ago, he received a call from his aunt.

　　My cousin Ji Heng was in a coma and many experts were consulted but the cause could not be found.

　　Tonight, he came to the hospital to see Ji Heng and think of other solutions.

　　"What are you looking at?" He Ting appeared at the hospital entrance at some point.

　　The bodyguards said respectfully, "Master He."

　　He Ting smiled widely, "Don't call me Mr. He, please call me Mr. He."

　　The bodyguards looked at each other with their eyes and noses, pretending not to hear anything.

　　He Ting, a typical second-generation rich man who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, is far inferior to their President Fu.

　　He Ting is a casual person who always crosses other people's bottom line.

　　If it weren't for the friendship between the Fu and He families, President Fu would have sent him to Africa to mine long ago.

　　Seeing that no one paid attention to him, He Ting still smiled and said, "Oh, there's a beautiful girl but she didn't call me."

　　Fu Jingyao glanced at him coldly, "He Ting, what are you doing here?"

　　He Ting yawned, "Ji Heng is your cousin, I am your good friend, and your brother is my brother."

　　"Ji Heng is unconscious, of course I have to come and see him."

　　"Oh! You don't think I know what you're thinking."

　　Fu Jingyao uttered two words lightly, "Ji