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Chapter 1533: 1533: The Vengeful Spirit Behind the Popular Young Idol

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Capítulo 1533: Chapter 1533: The Vengeful Spirit Behind the Popular Young Idol

The people inside remained silent, evidently disagreeing.

The Popular Young Idol wanted to say something, but felt someone push him from behind, like a pair of hands or an invisible wind.

He turned around to look, but there was no one, just the sound of wind in his ears.

Was it just the wind?

This made him even more terrified!

If Little Taotie were here, it would see a Ghost reaching out a pair of hands pushing the Popular Young Idol forward.

The Popular Young Idol cried out in fear, but as soon as he made a sound, he felt his mouth being covered.

Indeed, a small hand covered his mouth, and on his shoulder sat a mischievously smiling Little Ghost, whose face was pale, and lips were black, likely poisoned to death in life.

The Popular Young Idol was so frightened he almost fainted, uncontrollably bypassing the screen and spotting the Old Taoist seated on the mahogany chair.

The Old Taoist wore a somewhat worn Taoist robe, yet it was very clean, washed until faded.

His hair was long and already gray, but his face appeared full of youthful collagen – perhaps the legendary “white hair with a youthful complexion.”

The Popular Young Idol was terrified inside, wanting to say something, but still unable to make a sound.

The Old Taoist casually waved his hand, “Everyone, return.”

As soon as the words fell, the Popular Young Idol felt a release.

Once the wind-like invisible hands relaxed their hold, he collapsed, surprisingly kneeling on the spot.

The Old Taoist’s gaze was indifferent, like watching ants, “Stand up.”

He gestured lightly in the air.

The Popular Young Idol felt himself lifted by a gust of wind, turning paler, truly wanting to kneel to this master!

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So terrifying!

There must be something unclean here!

“What…what do you want?” The Popular Young Idol’s voice trembled.

The Old Taoist did not answer, his gaze looking at him indifferently, as if seeing someone else through him.

In the Old Taoist’s view, this handsome young man was followed by a humanoid, yet distorted, little baby.

This type of child was often formed in the womb, yet forcibly aborted.

This should be trailing behind the young man, thus being his “sin”!

The Old Taoist beckoned, and the baby burned like a flame, the flame gray-black, a sign of resentment.

The baby had already turned into a vengeful spirit.

The Old Taoist took out a lidded incense burner from his sleeve; the baby shrank, captured inside. With the lid closed, it was returned to his broad sleeve.

In the Popular Young Idol’s eyes, this scene was like a silent play, unable to see the vengeful spirit full of resentment.

The Old Taoist looked indifferently at the Popular Young Idol: “One hundred thousand.”

The Popular Young Idol was puzzled, looking at him in confusion.

“Charge one hundred thousand to dispel misfortune.”

“Me?” The Popular Young Idol pointed at himself, confused: “Meaning I need to give you one hundred thousand?”

The Old Taoist slightly nodded.

The Popular Young Idol wanted to curse, but recalling the bizarre events occurring here, dared not speak, only wanting to leave quickly. Even if it cost one hundred thousand, he was willing to pay.

“…Can I transfer?” His voice trembled.

The Old Taoist tapped the table with his fingers; the drawer automatically opened, a note with bank details flew out.

In the Old Taoist’s view, the pale-faced, black-lipped small ghost was cheerfully making faces at him, eyes conveying: Aren’t I great, am I obedient, I’m your precious little one!

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