My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Chapter 1418: Warning Lin Bolin



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"Mother, what's the matter?" Lin Bolin asked his mother when the latter strode inside his room. He stared at the clock in his room, before turning to look at his mother, "It is still early in the morning. I still want to sleep."

Mother Lin pulled the blanket with which Lin Bolin had covered his body and then said to him, "What do you mean what am I doing? What did you do? There is a master who came looking for you and said that your life is in danger!"

The more she thought about it the more worried she became when she was young. A very young boy had pointed at her son and told her that he was plagued by something unclean.

However, Old Madam Lin did not know that the boy was the heir of a big sect and she did not believe in the supernatural either. Thus, she scolded the boy away and asked him to leave.

She didn't even take his words to her heart. How could her son be plagued by something unclean? He was such a good boy.

However three weeks later just as the little boy said, her elder son ended up falling in the small pond behind their house and drowned. The funny thing was that everyone in the village said that they did not hear anything. Old Madam Lin was simply annoyed back then when she heard the villagers say that they did not hear anything.

How could her son not call anyone for help? They just did not want to help him!

But those thoughts of hers changed when another boy drowned in the village and his death was similar to her son. He drowned in the river with women washing clothes just down the stream and yet the women claimed that they did not hear that boy call for help.

When this happened two or three times, the villagers grew scared and investigated the matter. It turned out that these naughty boys went ahead and played near the groove where a woman who was tired after getting tormented by her in-laws died.

It was near the river and the body of that woman was also buried quite close to that groove as the family in which that woman married was harassed by the evil spirit of the woman, the master who was called to subdue that evil spirit.

That master did something to trap that evil spirit near the groove. He even warned no one to go to that groove, for years the villagers stayed away but her son ---

Old Madam Lin felt scared at the very thought. Back then a master told her that her son was plagued with something unclean and her son died. Now another master came and was telling her that she was on the verge of losing her other son as well. How could Old Madam Lin be willing?

Lin Bolin was shocked upon hearing the words of his mother but then he shook his head and said, "Mom, are you being fooled? How can there be a master and ghost in this world?"

"Shut up! That master knows what you don't!" Old Madam Lin snapped at her son when she saw his careless attitude.

"What do you mean--"

"She told me that if I don't listen to her then I will lose you just like I lost your big brother," Old Madam Lin's eyes turned red when she thought about how her sons despite being filial did not have a long life.

"Big brother? Mom, I don't have a big brother," Lin Bolin said to his mother with a frown. He was the only son of his parents.

However, Old Madam Lin shook her head and said to her son, "You indeed had a big brother but he was plagued by something dirty and ended up dying. Your father and I couldn't withstand the loss and never brought his name up in front of you lest you asked questions that we couldn't answer."

Lin Bolin was shocked when he heard the words of his mother. That master...she knew that he had a big brother when he didn't know it?

"Where is that master?" Though Lin Bolin was half convinced, he still wanted to hear what the master wanted to say to him.

"She is in the living hall," Old Madam Lin answered as she asked her son to come with her. "Hurry, clean yourself up and come to the living hall with me."

Lin Bolin nodded. He combed his bed hair and then dressed up before leaving the room. However, as soon as he took a step out of the room and saw the woman sitting on the couch, Lin Bolin was stunned.

Because that woman was none other than Song Yan. The master that Master Lai and Zheng Baozhi hired!

'What is she doing here?' Lin Bolin questioned inwardly as he walked over to where Song Yan was sitting and greeted her, "Master Song, is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine for now at least," Song Yan answered as she looked at the man. She placed the cup of tea that Old Madam Lin had offered her and then raised her head to look at the man. "Please sit down, there are a few things that I need to say to you."

Lin Bolin nodded as he sat down on the chair next to Song Yan while Old Madam Lin settled on the couch right beside Song Yan who closed her eyes and then questioned, "How long has it been since you started working for Madam Zheng?"

"I...it has been four months I think?" Lin Bolin was surprised upon hearing the question of Song Yan. He couldn't understand why this woman suddenly brought up the matter of Zheng Baozhi when she was here to give him a warning.

"Then have you ever seen Madam Zheng work? Like has she ever sculpted in front of you?" Song Yan questioned once again causing Lin Bolin to frown as he shook his head. He said to Song Yan, "No, she has never done so. She only asked me to finish the wax sculptures that she had left incomplete."

He paused and then asked, "But why are you asking me these questions? I mean what does that have to do with you telling me that my life is in danger?"

"Who do you think will be the cause of your death?" Song Yan questioned back, causing the man to pause and look at her. He raised his voice as he asked, "What do you mean by that? Do you mean to say that it is Madam Zheng who will kill me? How can it be possible? She is so talented and skilled--"

"The talent that you speak of was never hers," Song Yan spoke calmly as she turned to look at the man. The reason why she was telling this man so much information was because Song Yan was worried that the skills that Zheng Baozhi had at this moment were nothing but borrowed

skills.

She had questioned Gu Chenyi and read the dark arts to snatch the skills of a person. Strictly speaking, it was impossible but there was this one ritual in which the body of the person was placed on the altar and then tied on that very altar.

The person who wants to snatch the skills would then feed on the flesh and bones of their victim. This would go on until only the bones of the victim from whom the skills were being

snatched were left.

This dark art was not only cruel but it was sickening, many people would not opt for such a cruel ritual as they have to eat the raw flesh of the person while sitting inside the magic circle, right next to the altar.

With such a hideous and disgusting condition, anyone was bound to refuse it. In fact, it was better to work on their skills. But Song Yan underestimated the cruelty of Zheng Baozhi. She was certain that Zheng Baobei's daughter started showing signs of being a prodigy ... and Zheng Baozhi with her greed decided to take that young girl's skills for herself.

This was the reason why the ghost that was haunting Zheng Baozhi came from within her body. It was because that girl was eaten alive with her flesh, eyes and everything else being gauged out by Zheng Baozhi.

Song Yan, despite being a celestial master, felt shivers down her spine when she thought about how terrifying that woman named Zheng Baozhi was.

She actually dared to eat a living human!

Nausea surged inside her throat as Song Yan turned to look at Lin Bolin who was staring at her

in shock before saying, "Those skills that you speak so highly of belong to Madam Zheng's half-sister, Zheng Baobei."

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