"Well, you’re quite right. I do deal with such matters. You can call an exorcist; for a fair amount, I can help you with your troubles," Sun Yan said calmly.
Since there were custors who believed in him, he would help them out. But if others didn’t believe, Sun Yan wouldn’t go out of his way to do good deeds.
"No problem, just na your price." Nie Rourou said weakly, holding her forehead with a touch of fatigue.
Being possessed was an extrely taxing ordeal that drained both physical strength and ntal energy.
If it lasted long, it could result in exhaustion, insomnia, hair loss, and a weakened spirit.
"Ten thousand will do."
"Alright, I’ll transfer it after we get off the plane."
The deal was done, and Sun Yan directly reached out to touch Nie Rourou’s forehead.
With just a trace of Incense Ash Magical Power, the faint shadow surrounding Nie Rourou was shattered by Sun Yan, and the black aura between her brows disappeared.
This small-scale possession, for the current Sun Yan, was rely a matter of snapping his fingers to dispel.
"Is it done?"
Seeing Sun Yan withdraw his hand, Nie Rourou asked, still sowhat uncomprehending.
She could feel her body suddenly becoming much lighter, as if a layer that had been covering her was removed, leaving her feeling completely refreshed.
With such obvious effects, Nie Rourou naturally realized that Sun Yan had helped dispel her problem.
"No big deal. You were fortunate to et in ti, which made the cleansing not difficult."
Sun Yan lay back in his seat, speaking calmly, "However, as the possession is lifted, the backlash will inevitably affect whoever cast the spell on you. Typically, such a person wouldn’t be far from you. The fact that you could still dream of him indicates that this person is on this plane right now."
"What?" Nie Rourou was startled, then curiously asked, "Who is it?"
Sun Yan pointed in the direction leading to the business class, "We will have the answer soon."
At the sa ti.
"Ah!!!"
A shrill scream rang out in the business class, promptly drawing the attention of the crew.
Imdiately, a flight attendant rushed into the business class, where a man in a suit by the window was painfully clutching his neck and yanking at his tie.
His face was flushed, black blood flowing from his orifices, as if so severe illness had struck.
Frightened, other passengers hurriedly got up and moved away, worried that the ailnt might be contagious and affect their health.
"Doctor! Get the plane’s doctor over here!"
The cabin was thrown into chaos, also attracting the attention of first-class passengers.
Nie Rourou turned her head to look back, then turned to Sun Yan and asked, "You an that person is the one who cursed ?"
"Otherwise, do you think such a coincidence could happen? I just released your possession, and then soone on the plane falls ill," Sun Yan closed his eyes, covering himself with a blanket, "It’s said that one must suffer the consequences of their actions. Although there are harmful techniques in the world, once the attempt fails, the backlash is severe, ranging from major injury to death. Perhaps you know this person."
"I’ll go and see."
Nie Rourou imdiately got up and walked toward the business class. Soon, she spotted the man lying on the seat, nearly on the brink of death.
Nie Rourou’s face showed extre surprise for a mont, "It’s you!"
The man was nad William, a rich second-generation from Hong Kong Island who had been pursuing her for years, yet Nie Rourou had never accepted his advances.
Recently, she’d traveled to Arica, and William had flown over to follow her.
But what Nie Rourou hadn’t expected was that after arriving in Arica, William had not, like before, clung to her like a lovesick puppy.
Nie Rourou thought William had changed, but little did she know he was secretly employing such devious ans.
Every ti she encountered a monster in her dreams, William would appear to save her.
Over ti, Nie Rourou developed unexplained feelings towards the person in her dreams, feelings that were inadvertently transferred to William.
If given more ti, Nie Rourou might indeed develop affection for him due to the dream connection.
"How despicable," Nie Rourou frowned as she returned to the first class.
It had long been heard that such thods were prevalent on Hong Kong Island in the last century, with wealthy businessn and famous stars going to the South Seas, either to raise little creatures or to buy sinister objects from masters there, either for wealth or for romance.
Now it seed that for soone like William, a rich second-generation from Hong Kong Island, learning possession techniques in the South Seas was not hard to comprehend.
He just used it on her, and if she hadn’t stumbled upon the exorcist Sun Yan, she might indeed have fallen into the trap.
The thought sent chills down Nie Rourou’s spine.
She hurried back to her seat and asked Sun Yan, "Master, is there any way to prevent soone from scheming against again in this manner? Na your price, I’ll pay whatever it takes."
"There’s no foolproof way to ward off such underhanded tactics, which have been indefensible since ancient tis. Do you think I am an immortal? If you’re afraid of encountering such things again, add on WeChat after we disembark, and seek out if you face trouble in the future."
"Alright, thank you, Master." Nie Rourou nodded repeatedly, now speaking in a more respectful tone towards Sun Yan.
This master looked young, but she’d personally experienced his skills, demonstrating he was no charlatan.
...
As the plane landed at Wenyang City’s airport, Sun Yan added Nie Rourou on WeChat, and she promptly transferred the ten thousand yuan.
Judging by Nie Rourou’s attire, she was certainly a wealthy, fashionable young lady who wouldn’t mind spending such money.
"Where are you headed, Master? Soone is picking up, perhaps I could give you a ride?"
Walking out of the airport with Sun Yan, Nie Rourou offered warmly.
"No need, you go about your business," Sun Yan declined, shaking his head as he flagged down a taxi that was just dropping off other passengers at the airport, quickly boarding and heading off.
Now that he had arrived in Wenyang City, it was ti to contact Zhou Mangmang.
Soon after Sun Yan left, a business MPV pulled up by the roadside.
"Miss Nie, sorry to keep you waiting."
"It’s okay, I just got here myself."
Nie Rourou put on her glasses, once more assuming her aloof, unapproachable deanor as she climbed into the car.
At another exit of the airport, an ambulance pulled in to transport a patient that had been carried from the plane on a stretcher into the ergency vehicle.
The person’s whole face was covered in black blood, continuously bleeding, and appeared extrely weak. Without imdiate treatnt and stabilization, they wouldn’t be far from death.
"How could such injuries occur? They don’t seem like internal or external injuries."
The accompanying doctor was puzzled by the scene, never having encountered such a situation in all his years of practice.
Yet there was no ti for contemplation. The ambulance, with the patient onboard, quickly left the airport.
...
Beep beep beep!
Sun Yan dialed the number Zhou Mangmang had left with him at the Grand Sacrificial Society.
Soon, the call connected, and a raspy voice was heard.
"Hello?"
"It’s Sun Yan, I’ve arrived in Wenyang City. Where shall we et?"
"Tian Tian Chinese Restaurant on Xing’an Street. You’ve probably not eaten yet after coming from North Arica? I’ll treat you to dinner."
"Okay, I’m on my way now."
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