Chapter 8: Help the Widow Exorcise the Demon!
Holding a ritual for her husband?
Lu Jin’s expression turned strange—he hadn’t expected this woman to be a widow.
A beautiful young widow.
The combination of these few simple words carried an inexplicable sense of intrigue.
Just as Lu Jin was about to agree, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
He looked at the woman with a peculiar expression.
In his eyes, a faint black aura was emanating from the woman in the black kimono.
Although it was weak, he was all too familiar with this kind of energy.
He had encountered it before—on that vengeful spirit.
“Miss, have you recently co into contact with anything unclean?” Lu Jin asked casually.
He wasn’t entirely sure if this sinister aura only appeared on vengeful spirits.
However, it was certain that a normal person would never possess such an aura without reason.
Unless… they had recently encountered sothing unclean.
“Unclean things?”
The woman was montarily stunned. Then, as if she suddenly rembered sothing, her face turned pale.
She hesitated for a mont before shaking her head—then nodding.
“I haven’t encountered anything unclean, but… I’ve been having a recurring dream lately.”
“I keep dreaming about my husband.”
A trace of fear flickered in the woman’s eyes as she spoke.
“At first, I thought it was just because I was too grief-stricken.”
“But then, for several nights in a row, I kept having the exact sa dream.”
Her voice trembled slightly, and her body quivered.
Although the husband in her dreams had never hard her, having the sa dream countless tis would terrify anyone.
After all, the living and the dead belong to separate realms.
Just the thought of a lingering spirit constantly hovering around her—
Even if that spirit was once her most beloved husband, fear would still creep into her heart.
It was human instinct.
She had thought about leaving ho and staying sowhere else.
But every ti she fell asleep, she would unknowingly walk back ho in a trance.
She knew that it was her husband’s spirit influencing her, but she couldn’t stop it.
That was why she had co here.
After hearing her neighbor ntion a great exorcist at Yakushi Temple while returning from a funeral, she decided to try her luck.
She wanted the master to perform a ritual for her husband, to help guide his spirit to the afterlife—
To see if he had any unfinished wishes.
At first, when she saw how young Lu Jin was, she doubted whether he was capable of sending her husband’s soul to rest.
But to her surprise, he had noticed her condition at first glance.
“A recurring dream?”
Lu Jin narrowed his eyes. He was now almost certain—
This woman is being targeted by an evil spirit.
Dreaming is normal.
But having the sa dream over and over? That’s a serious problem.
Dreams weren’t always just dreams—sotis, they were gateways between the living world and the afterlife.
A person having an occasional dream was fine.
But if they dread every night, their mind—perhaps even their soul—would suffer damage.
And even worse, if it was the exact sa dream each ti.
This ant that an evil spirit was deliberately pulling her into the dream realm.
The living belong to the realm of yang, while the dead belong to the realm of yin.
When a person dies, they enter the cycle of reincarnation, separating from the living.
That is the law of the universe.
If a spirit lingers in the human world due to unresolved attachnts and refuses to enter reincarnation—
Over ti, it will either fade away or transform into a vengeful spirit.
When ordinary people stay in contact with an evil spirit for too long, their life force (yang energy) is gradually eroded by the spirit’s yin energy.
At best, they will suffer from chronic illnesses.
At worst, their lifespan will be drastically shortened.
Only cultivators like him, who had mastered spiritual power, could resist the corrosion of yin energy.
Although the woman’s aura was still faint, signs of illness had already begun to show.
If this continued, she wouldn’t last more than three years before the spirit took her life.
“Saving a life is more ritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.”
Since he had encountered this situation, he couldn’t just turn a blind eye.
After all, exorcising vengeful spirits was a virtuous act.
Even the smallest rit was still rit.
Lu Jin quickly gathered his things and left the temple with the woman.
It wasn’t until he got into her rcedes-Benz that he realized—
She was a wealthy woman.
Her husband had been the owner of a company but had died suddenly from overwork.
After his death, he left her a massive inheritance—enough for several lifetis.
And since he had been so focused on his career, they never had children.
“Tsk.”
Lu Jin clicked his tongue.
Married, inherited wealth, then beca a widow.
What kind of god-tier storyline was this?
If certain won back in China encountered sothing like this, they’d probably wake up laughing in their dreams.
During their conversation, Lu Jin also learned the woman’s na—
Kurosaki Masako.
A prestigious university graduate.
After graduation, she married her husband and beca a full-ti housewife.
“Being a full-ti housewife must be nice.”
Lu Jin sighed sincerely, leaving Kurosaki Masako puzzled.
For so reason, this young master didn’t seem as difficult to get along with as she had imagined.
“We’re here.”
After a twenty-minute drive, they arrived in the city.
The car pulled up in front of a standalone villa.
“Master, shouldn’t we visit my husband’s grave first?”
Kurosaki Masako asked cautiously.
“No need.”
Lu Jin got out of the car, glanced at the villa, and replied casually—
“Since you always have the dream in this house, your husband’s spirit must be here.”
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