From a paper-making apprentice to a celestial master

Chapter 13 Soaring Prices

Qin Shuang's pupils contracted sharply as a pair of dark blue fingernails hurtled toward his face, carrying with them a chilling wind and a strong stench.

"careful!

Use a bracelet.

Liu Quan loudly reminded him.

Qin Shuang didn't have time to answer. Almost instinctively, he controlled the 'qi' within his body, surging it to his limbs and bones. Then, as if propelled by some force, his body suddenly veered to the side, barely avoiding the attack.

The bluish-black fingernails swept past his ear, creating a sharp whistling sound.

"roar!"

When Old Lady Huang missed her attack, she roared and turned around, her turbid eyes fixed on Qin Shuang. A strange smile appeared on her lips, and a saliva-like liquid seemed to be flowing out.

Then, she pounced on him again.

Fortunately, Liu Quan intervened at that moment.

He reached out and pressed down sharply.

boom!

Even though they were a full ten feet apart, an invisible yet extremely powerful pressure seemed to descend upon Old Lady Huang, causing her body to suddenly jerk and be pressed down.

At this moment, Qin Shuang suddenly realized what was happening, took off the black peach wood bracelet from her hand, and controlled the last bit of 'qi' in her body to flow into it.

hum~

A soft light immediately emanated from the bracelet, and then he directly held the bracelet up and pressed it against Old Lady Huang.

Under the light.

Sizzle~

The black aura emanating from Old Lady Huang dissipated rapidly, as if it had encountered its nemesis.

Her whole body convulsed violently, as if she were suffering immense pain, and she let out a shrill scream.

"Well done."

Liu Quan sighed in admiration, but his hands did not stop moving. He stepped into a special hand gesture, and at that moment, he joined his fingers together.

"break!"

With a sharp shout, his fingertip struck the center of the forehead.

"Aww..."

Old Mrs. Huang let out an extremely shrill scream, a sound that was not like a human voice, but more like the howl of some wild beast.

Then, Qin Shuang saw that Old Lady Huang's originally stiff body suddenly went limp and she collapsed.

They were no longer as vicious as before.

The thick black aura that had been surrounding her dissipated as quickly as her finger touched the ground, as if a hole had been punctured in a bag.

"it is good."

Liu Quan stopped his attack, a fine layer of sweat trickling down his forehead, and his breathing became slightly more rapid.

He walked to the side of Old Lady Huang's limp body, squatted down, and pressed two fingers on her forehead, philtrum, and throat. He then opened her eyelids to look at her, and finally reached out to touch the back of her head, his expression changing involuntarily.

"Uncle Liu, how is it? My mother won't cause any more trouble, will she?"

Only then did Huang Guan, who had already distanced himself, speak.

However, they didn't dare to get too close, and started asking questions from a distance.

Even Zhao Lei was cautious, not daring to get within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) of him.

"The yin energy has dissipated, so the disturbance won't happen again."

Liu Quan didn't even look up, but his face was slightly serious.

Huang Guan, however, did not notice. Upon hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly, saying, "That's good, that's good."

But how could the old lady suddenly become stiff?

"That's a question for you."

As he spoke, Liu Quan suddenly pulled his hand away from the back of Old Lady Huang's head, along with a long iron nail.

"What is this?"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Lei quickly stepped forward.

Huang Guan's expression also changed.

"Coffin nails".

They are generally used for sealing coffins.

However, when used on a corpse, it can be called a soul-fixing nail.

The reason why Old Lady Huang's soul was locked inside her body after death was because of this soul-fixing needle.

As Liu Quan spoke, he looked at Huang Guan and said, "So I want to ask, what exactly happened before the old lady died?"

After his death, was anything tampered with?

"A soul-stabilizing needle?"

Huang Guan's expression changed drastically, and he rushed forward in three steps.

Zhao Lei also came over. As a constable in the yamen, he was well-informed and sometimes dealt with people in the industry, so he was no stranger to this kind of thing.

"My mother's body was prepared by a mortician before burial."

Huang Guan forced himself to calm down, but his voice trembled uncontrollably. "I was there at the time, I saw it from beginning to end, and there was no nail at all when they were preparing the body for burial."

"An undertaker?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Quan's eyes flickered slightly. "Which mortician?"

"Old Chen, the coffin maker in town, has been in the business for over thirty years. He's handled funerals for miles around. He shouldn't be like that..."

Huang Guan stopped mid-sentence and couldn't continue.

I will only say what I have seen.

These coffin nails are no ordinary ones; they are stained with blood, meaning they were inserted into their previous owner's body for at least three years.

The malevolent energy has seeped in and formed a powerful force.

In a sense, this can already be considered a powerful protective charm.

However, unlike ordinary talismans, this is a harmful artifact. It cannot bring peace and protection from evil spirits; instead, it attracts such things.

It could be considered a genital artifact.

As he spoke, Liu Quan shook his head.

"Mr. Liu, are you saying that my mother was murdered?"

Huang Guan quickly asked.

"It wasn't necessarily murder."

This thing, even after death, has the same effect when inserted.

And it's more reliable.

Because if it's inserted before death, it will bleed, the person will struggle, and there will be marks.

After death, the blood in the body congeals, and the body will not move, which makes it more convenient.

As for who it is and what their motives are?

I do not know.

I'm just a paper craftsman; I don't know how to solve cases.

This time.

For me, it's over.

As Liu Quan spoke, he had already gotten up and started packing his things.

He was invited to handle the aftermath, and now that the matter is over, the corpse has been suppressed, and the evil energy has dissipated, he naturally won't keep it.

Of course, the most important thing is...

What happened next was beyond his control.

When it involves family matters, it becomes a "case," and it's bound to be very troublesome.

He didn't want to get involved.

Seeing this, Qin Shuang followed suit, put the peach wood bracelet back on, straightened her clothes slightly, and stood next to her master Liu Quan.

However, his mind was more focused on his own attribute panel than on that.

Name: Qin Shuang

Guiding: Mastery (0/200)

Psionic Points: 9.72

……

On the attribute panel, all other data remained unchanged, but the psionic points increased by more than nine points.

In his view, this was an absolutely enormous sum.

You should know that before, he could only absorb a little bit of energy from the ghostly hand seals and the yin energy in the coffin, and the total amount was only a little over one bit.

The result is now.

It was exactly nine o'clock.

"A single psionic point is enough to upgrade my channeling skills from beginner to expert."

Now that it's nine o'clock, to what extent can it be improved?

Qin Shuang felt an overwhelming sense of anticipation.

……

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