Quick Wear: Domineering System on Your Own

Chapter 149: The Salvation Squad 15

As Dai Qingyu waited anxiously on pins and needles, Lingjiu finally walked down the stairs slowly.

Lingjiu walked to the dining table, sat down, and began to eat breakfast slowly.

After Lingjiu finished eating, she calmly walked to the sofa and sat down. Then she looked at Dai Qingyu and said, "Your luck has been stolen."

Dai Qingyu looked bewildered: "Luck? What is that? Does it have anything to do with my recent bad luck?"

Lingjiu patiently explained, "Before, it was because your luck was very strong, like a solid fortress. Those evil spirits found it difficult to approach you under this powerful aura. But now it's different. Your luck is decreasing, just like a gap in the fortress, and those evil spirits can't wait to get a piece of the pie."

"You are a delicious nutrient for them now." Lingjiu's tone was flat, but it made Dai Qingyu feel a chill on his back.

At this moment, Dai Qingyu's anger overcame his fear like a surging tide. He stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and shouted, "Who on earth stole my luck? I told you, I'm a lucky fish, how could my luck suddenly become so bad!"

"Then may I ask, Taoist priest, is there still hope for me?" Dai Qingyu pleaded.

Lingjiu nodded slightly: "It can be saved. Let's go and solve this problem now."

Dai Qingyu looked puzzled: "Where are we going? Shouldn't this kind of thing be dealt with at night? Don't ghosts usually appear at night?"

Lingjiu glanced at him and said, "At night? There are naturally more important things to do at night."

"What?" Dai Qingyu widened his eyes, his face full of confusion.

Lingjiu looked at him as if he were a fool: "Of course I sleep."

Dai Qingyu lowered his head embarrassedly.

Then, Lingjiu began to draw circles in front of him with his hands. Dai Qingyu approached curiously: "Master, what are you doing? What is this circle of light?" Lingjiu ignored him and continued to draw circles attentively.

Soon, a circle of light shone with strange light in the living room. The circle of light exuded a mysterious aura. Dai Qingyu covered his mouth in shock, his eyes widened, and he turned to look at Lingjiu in disbelief: "Master, this... this is too amazing! Should we leave from here?"

Lingjiu said nothing and walked in first. Gu Nanxiao and Qi Jin exchanged a glance and followed in. Dai Qingyu gritted his teeth and rushed in with his eyes closed.

Dai Qingyu felt his vision blurry, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in his own living room. His heart instantly rose to his throat, beating violently, "thump, thump, thump," and this magical experience made him feel a little overwhelmed. He stammered, "This... this is my home? Taoist priest, how did we get here so quickly?"

Lingjiu began to look around the room, and Dai Qingyu followed behind, so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

Finally, Lingjiu walked to a flower pot, turned to Dai Qingyu and said, "Smash it!"

Dai Qingyu stepped forward, picked up the flowerpot obediently, walked to the yard, and smashed it down. With the sound of the flowerpot breaking, he found something inside the flowerpot. He squatted down and took a closer look, and shouted in surprise: "Master, there is a piece of yellow paper here!"

He ran back into the house and handed the yellow talisman to Lingjiu. Lingjiu took a look and pointed at a few flower pots: "Smash these too."

Dai Qingyu was filled with doubts, but he still did as he was told. He became nervous with each flowerpot he smashed. Sure enough, each one contained a similar yellow talisman.

"What are these?" Dai Qingyu asked in horror.

Lingjiu replied solemnly, "Someone has set up a formation in your home to drain your luck. As your luck decreases, you'll initially experience minor misfortunes, like getting hit by a red light, a failed project, or getting injured. But if you don't stop it, you'll gradually become aware of the presence of evil spirits. They'll roam around you, making you live in fear every day. This will continue until your luck is completely drained, and you die."

"Who is so vicious that he wants me to die?" Dai Qingyu was so angry that he was shaking all over and his eyes were full of fire.

"Have you heard of evil cultivators?" Lingjiu asked.

"I've never heard of them. Who are they?" Dai Qingyu looked confused.

"They are a group of people who will do anything to cultivate. They usually look for people with stronger luck among ordinary people, and then set up formations for these people to absorb their luck for cultivation." Lingjiu explained.

"They are so hateful! But aren't they afraid of retribution for doing this?" Dai Qingyu's face was full of disbelief.

Lingjiu sneered, "Ordinary people talking about retribution with people who know magic? Don't you think it's ridiculous? If evil people thought about retribution before doing bad things, there wouldn't be so many evil people in this world."

"It's precisely because evil people often don't receive the punishment they deserve that there are so many evil people. There are so many dark things in this world. Don't be so naive."

"If that man gets the retribution he deserves today, it's because of my intervention. If no one helps you, you'll be dead in a month. By then, you'll have been buried in the ground, while that man will remain at large, searching for those with strong luck among the vast sea of ​​ordinary people to continue his cultivation."

Dai Qingyu listened to Lingjiu's words quietly and fell into deep thought, remaining silent for a long time. Every word Lingjiu said kept echoing in his mind, and those words struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

As for Gu Nanxiao, his gaze remained fixed on Lingjiu, his thoughts drifting back to the events of Pannan Village. In his memory, it was a nightmare-like scene, a mingling of blood and screams. The female ghost's rampage plunged the entire village into an abyss of despair. During that disaster, he felt she was both good and evil.

Most Taoist priests, upholding the righteous path in their hearts, would rush forward without hesitation to stop the evil spirits from harming people. In their belief, life is equal and precious. No matter how great the sins of those haunted by the evil spirits, they would not allow the evil spirits to wantonly take the lives of others before their eyes.

Lingjiu, however, was completely different. She stood quietly by, watching the demons slaughter those people one by one, her eyes expressionless, as if she were watching a drama that had nothing to do with her. She seemed to have no clear boundaries between good and evil, acting entirely based on her mood at the moment, like an unpredictable wind, difficult to understand.

She was so powerful, so powerful that the abilities she displayed far exceeded Gu Nanxiao's imagination. Every time he saw Lingjiu cast a spell, the smooth movements and amazing effects made Gu Nanxiao deeply feel the chasm between them.

At the same time, she was so indifferent and seemed to be uninterested in everything around her, like a bystander who was detached from the world.

Gu Nanxiao couldn't help but look at himself, examining himself in his heart. He found that apart from having some money and a decent appearance, he seemed to have nothing else to show for it.

Was such an ordinary, even somewhat mediocre person really qualified to stand by her side? Once this thought emerged in his mind, it grew wildly like weeds, and for a moment, he was shrouded in deep frustration and inferiority.