Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 209 The Conman 9

"Master, you've finally arrived."

The next day, when the two arrived at the villa with all their gear, the woman they had met the day before rushed up to them: "I dreamt about our Lele yesterday. It told me it was very hungry down there. Maybe I didn't cook enough dog food for it. Should I give it some more?"

Ling Yi looked down at the little dog circling its owner and smiled helplessly: "You're overthinking it. A spirit that hasn't come back to life yet doesn't know how to eat."

This lady is simply having a vivid dream about what she's been thinking about all day. Even if her dog could eat now, it wouldn't be able to appear in her dreams.

It looks like its soul is about to dissipate. If it gets sunbathed for two more days, its soul will be completely annihilated. It even sends messages in dreams, and you can't even send it by mail.

Upon hearing this, the woman relaxed slightly and then said, "Master, do we need any sacrificial animals or other offerings to summon the soul? I have already ordered live ones from the farm. They can be delivered within an hour if you two need them."

Ironically, after paying the money that day, the woman felt a little regretful.

Although the amount of money given was not much, there are some things that cannot be explained by money. She would rather donate the money than give it to a scammer.

Just as she was struggling with this decision, an old friend started showing off his "master" in the group chat.

This old friend is extremely superstitious; he has spent at least eight million, if not ten million, of money on various so-called masters.

But starting two years ago, this old friend who had been searching for masters everywhere seemed to have found his true mentor. He stopped flirting with other women and only believed in one person.

I heard that two million has been spent on this one master alone.

Before Lele passed away, she thought her old friend was quite foolish, never imagining that one day she would fall into the same foolish situation as him.

While scrolling through her old friend's foolish comments, she pondered how to get the money back, otherwise, in the future, she would probably be seen by others as just as silly as her old friend.

She couldn't stand it.

But the more she scrolled through the page, the more familiar the master and apprentice her old friend seemed to look.

A man and a woman, the older one in his fifties and the younger one still a young girl, went to their old friend's place to get cow tears...

Doesn't this match up perfectly?

According to folklore, you can see ghosts through cow tears!

She privately messaged her old friend and, with a little trick, got him to send her Ling Yunzi's WeChat contact information. The name she saw was indeed familiar.

This time, it really matches up!

From the constant praise she'd received from her old friends over the past two years, she vaguely knew that Ling Yunzi had some abilities. Plus, she'd helped him solve some other minor problems yesterday…

Could it be true?

With a mix of skepticism and hope, the woman welcomed the master and apprentice into the house and showed them her preparations.

Ling Yunzi: "Pfft..."

He stared at the extravagantly high-standard altar and nearly choked on his own: "Quickly, quickly, take it down!"

With the scale of this altar, it's possible to summon not only the ghost of a small dog, but even the King of Hell himself.

Offering three kinds of sacrificial animals and three kinds of livestock—those were things used for worshipping Heaven in ancient times. What, does this lady want Heaven to take a look at her dog so that it can be reborn into a better family in its next life?

When the heavens hear this request, if they don't strike everyone present to death, Ling Yunzi will donate all his family's wealth.

After Ling Yunzi's earnest persuasion, the lady finally gave up her extravagant altar. Watching Ling Yi light a small incense burner and stick in a few sticks, she started humming and dancing like a pro.

I couldn't quite understand it, but when Ling Yi got serious, she really did have the air of a wise and enlightened master, and her sword dance was quite beautiful.

As the woman watched the wisps of smoke rise slowly, she felt that her subconscious might have been influenced by religion, and she had subconsciously begun to believe in these unfounded beliefs.

The bluish smoke drifted into the air, then circled back down, heading towards the woman's feet.

The woman looked down in surprise, but she didn't see Ling Yunzi's pupils shrink in an instant.

Even laymen don't understand, but doesn't he?

This clearly demonstrates that the spirits are consuming incense offerings, indicating that his disciple had indeed communicated with the spirits.

This is this...

Seeing Ling Yi's dance moves, which were clearly learned from an internet crash course, Ling Yunzi was speechless for a moment.

Is this talent, or just a lucky accident?

As he pondered this, the woman's tears began to fall.

Simply because, in her vision, the phantom of a small dog slowly appeared.

"Lele!" she whispered, crouching down to try and touch the puppy's head, but her hand only went through its body.

In an instant, the woman cried even harder.

The puppy realized that its mother had finally seen it, and its tail almost wagged in the air. It stood up and tried to lick the tears on its mother's face, but saw that her eyes were full of fear.

"I...I can't see very well." Before the woman could finish speaking, Ling Yi shoved two drops of cow tears onto her eyelids, and in an instant, the puppy's figure became clear again.

Ling Yi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling guilty. It was her first time doing this job, and she was a little inexperienced, having forgotten to set up the Sky Eye beforehand.

Fortunately, the spirit is most clearly visible at the moment it appears in the world, and people can sense it.

Otherwise, I'd really be labeled a fraudster...

When the woman saw the puppy again, she rushed to kiss it, completely ignoring the master and apprentice.

Ling Yunzi retorted to his disciple, "Give me two drops."

Luckily, he tried hard enough when he was trying to smear the old cow's eyes yesterday, otherwise he wouldn't have had a chance to watch the show today.

Ling Yunzi smeared two drops of cow's tears on his eyes, watched the interaction between the lady and the ghostly puppy, and after a long while, he managed to utter a single sentence: "Awesome."

Ling Yi turned her head with a half-smile: "Master, didn't you say there are no ghosts in the world? Why aren't you surprised at all when you see the ghost of the puppy?"

She knew this scammer was lying to her again!

Ling Yunzi wasn't embarrassed at all when his apprentice exposed him. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Ghosts, they may or may not exist. From the perspective of quantum mechanics, they exist simultaneously. You only know whether they really exist the moment you see them."

Ling Yi: "..."

Good grief, it's Schrödinger's ghost, isn't it?

You old geezer, you're not very capable, but you're really good at conning people.

“Now…” she pointed to the puppy, a half-smile on her face.

“If you saw it, it exists!” Ling Yunzi said calmly, then began rubbing his hands together: “I really didn’t expect that after so many years, you could still see ghosts!”

If I never see my apprentice, then so be it; living as an ordinary person for the rest of my life is perfectly fine.

But if you see it...

As we all know, things rarely exist in isolation; once something happens, it will happen again. To prevent his apprentice from being eaten by some wandering ghost in the future, he had to teach his apprentice some self-defense techniques.

"Starting tomorrow, your master will have to teach you some real skills!"

He also needs to let his apprentice know that he is not entirely a fraud.