Chapter 96 Eastern Evil Arts
During this period, Bai Lingzhu had a terrible time. Her best friend Zhang Qian stopped talking to her, and she could also feel Jin Lei's disgust towards her. She really shot herself in the foot. Fortunately, her trading company sent her to Thailand on a business trip to meet with clients, which was a way for her to get away and relax.
The Thai client, Sompaang, was also a business representative of the local company and had visited China before to meet Bai Lingzhu. He had long coveted her beauty, and Sompaang personally requested her to come here on business.
When Songpaang received her, he didn't immediately talk about business. Instead, he took her out to eat, drink, and have fun as a host, and even bought her luxury items such as brand-name cosmetics and clothes. Bai Lingzhu knew exactly what he was thinking. In order to make business go smoothly and satisfy her vanity, she reluctantly slept in the same bed with him.
However, Songpaang's wife was an extremely possessive woman who knew her husband's true nature, so she frequently had people follow him. This time, the clueless Bai Lingzhu ran right into their trap. She initially wanted to do what she always did: slash the face of the third party who had interfered in their marriage and teach her a lesson. But she was afraid of affecting her husband's work, since Bai Lingzhu was Chinese. So, she paid a high price to a black sorcerer. Under the sorcerer's guidance, she tricked Bai Lingzhu into giving her a strand of hair, and then had someone pretend to accidentally bump into her and lightly prick her with a needle, drawing a drop of blood. These were then given to the black sorcerer…
After returning to China, Bai Lingzhu always felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She often had nightmares, and her complexion got worse day by day. When she went to the hospital for a checkup, the doctor said that apart from a little neurasthenia, there was nothing else wrong, and that she would feel better as long as she got enough rest.
That day, she worked late and returned home exhausted. She went into the bedroom, hung her shirt on the clothes rack, and collapsed onto the bed. In the middle of the night, she heard a rustling sound. She, who already had trouble sleeping, woke up with a start. The room was dark, and she could vaguely see the clothes hanging on the rack. They looked like a human figure!
Bai Lingzhu was shocked and quickly turned on the bedside lamp. The soft light brought her a sense of security. Looking closely, she saw that her own clothes were still hanging quietly on the clothes rack.
"Could it be a hallucination caused by my neurasthenia?"
Bai Lingzhu muttered to herself, turned off the light, and lay back down. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The more frightened she became, the more curious she grew, constantly staring at the shadowy outline of her clothes in the darkness. Suddenly, she saw a dark head emerge from her clothes, seemingly laughing at her on the bed. She was certain she wasn't seeing things. She screamed and tried to turn on the light, but no matter how many times she pressed the switch, it wouldn't turn on, as if there was a power outage. Looking at the darkness of her clothes again, the head's outline disappeared. She calmed her tense nerves, picked up her phone, and used the screen's white light to bolster her courage. Just as she thought she was truly seeing things, she glimpsed a small child climbing up from the foot of the bed. Reflexively shining her phone's light on the child, she saw a head as large as a bucket, triangular eyes gleaming with a sinister green light, sharp, jagged teeth, and a foul stench emanating from the child!
"Ah!" Bai Lingzhu screamed and fainted.
That day, Chen Cheng was drawing talismans in the back room of the old teahouse. Recently, he had become more and more adept at drawing talismans, thanks to the increasing strength of his Heavenly Dao power.
After drawing a blue talisman, Chen Cheng stretched and was about to take a sip of water to draw another one when the phone rang. It was Zhang Qian calling.
"You've only been back for two days and you already miss me?"
"Brother Cheng, I have something important to tell you."
Zhang Qian's serious voice came through.
"Okay, go ahead."
Chen Cheng habitually took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Bai Lingzhu called me twice today but I didn't answer. Just now, Zihan called me and said that Bai Lingzhu has gotten involved with something unclean and wants to ask you for help. What do you think?"
"What unclean thing?"
"I don't know the specifics either. Ever since Jin Lei treated me to dinner that night, I haven't spoken to her at all. She only asked Zihan for help because I wasn't answering her."
"If it were a regular ghost, you could have dealt with it simply by summoning Xia Chan!"
"I heard from Zihan that Bai Lingzhu only became like this after she returned from Thailand."
"Eastern sorcery? I'd better go and see. No matter how much I hate Bai Lingzhu, she's still one of us Chinese. We can't let foreign sorcery harm our people!"
"Hmm, Cheng-ge, I've discovered that you not only have a heart to eliminate evil and uphold justice, but also a heart that loves your country!"
"Nonsense, I still have a heart that loves you!"
"Hehe, this is my favorite to hear!"
"I said something you wanted to hear, is there a reward?"
Chen Cheng said with a grin.
"We'll talk about it tonight!"
Zhang Qian replied with a smile.
"Okay, see you there!"
In the evening, Chen Cheng drove to the Xijing Police Station, picked up Zhang Qian, and went to Lin Zihan and Yu Wei's place. Lin Zihan opened the door and invited the two of them in. Chen Cheng immediately saw Bai Lingzhu sitting on the sofa. She was completely different from when he saw her that night. She no longer had a youthful and beautiful appearance. Her face was sallow, she had dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were pale. She looked as if she had aged more than ten years in an instant.
Bai Lingzhu stared blankly at the two of them, then stood up and walked up to Zhang Qian: "Qianqian, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Please forgive me, please, let Chen Cheng save me."
No matter what, they were once good friends. Zhang Qian was deeply moved by Bai Lingzhu's current situation and gently patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, with Chen Cheng here, you'll be fine."
Lin Zihan came over to comfort her, and she gradually calmed down.
Yu Wei bought some food from outside, and after everyone had a simple meal, Zhang Qian and Chen Cheng went to Bai Lingzhu's house together.
"Tell me, what exactly happened? If you don't offend anyone in Thailand, who would go to such lengths to harm you?"
After listening to Bai Lingzhu's brief explanation of her business trip to Thailand and her subsequent return, Chen Cheng asked...
"I, I," Bai Lingzhu was too ashamed to speak in front of the two of them, but thinking of that terrible scene, she gritted her teeth and told them everything about her trip to Thailand, including the note that Songpaang's wife later sent to her through someone. The translator told her that "If you destroy someone else's family, I will make you wish you were dead!"
Hearing this, Zhang Qian was both disgusted by her behavior and annoyed by the other party's insidiousness. She looked at Chen Cheng and asked, "Brother Cheng, what kind of dirty thing do you think this is?"
In Thailand, there are several types of evil magic. One is black magic, an ancient and mysterious art that supposedly controls a person's thoughts and actions through incantations, talismans, or even the victim's nails or hair. The second is Kumanthong, a form of ghost-raising magic. To harm someone, one takes the victim's hair, nails, and blood and uses special methods to create a spirit that can track the victim across vast distances.
Another type is the Buddha amulet, which is considered a sacred talisman that can protect the wearer from evil, just like the consecrated pendants we wear. However, if someone wants to harm another, they can also be contaminated with corpse oil or ghostly energy, causing the victim to be plagued by misfortune until death without their knowledge.
Chen Cheng's words sent a chill down Bai Lingzhu's spine, and cold sweat streamed down her face. Zhang Qian, on the other hand, had seen a lot of things with Chen Cheng and was not so nervous about these things now.