The ancestral hall was empty just then, but brightly lit.
Lü Cong waved his fan and walked in without waiting for anyone.
"Watch your step, Young Master Lü." Lu Bushen, the chief of Evil Spirit Village, was a sturdy, forthright middle-aged man with dark skin. He warmly welcomed his distinguished guests.
After all, Lü Cong and his companions had paid a hefty sum to come to the ancestral hall for an exorcism.
Inside the ancestral hall stood numerous black spirit tablets and tables draped with yellow cloth. At a wave from Lu Bushen, several villagers immediately brought out platters of fresh fruit, beef, and mutton, setting them on the tidy tables.
Then they replaced the red candles, gold ingots, yellow paper, paper figures, and other offerings with new ones.
Lü Cong frowned, raising his chin slightly as he surveyed his surroundings. With his casual suit and slicked-back hair, he looked quite handsome and gentlemanly.
"Will this really work?"
Lu Bushen turned slightly and smiled. "The elders of our Lu family were all exorcists. While alive, they might not have been able to deal with those evil spirits, but after death, our ancestors could confront them directly."
"Young Master Lü, everyone, please sit."
Lü Cong nodded, and an attendant hurriedly wiped a chair clean.
Xu Jiaojiao shoved aside a girl whose bust looked to be an E cup and sat on Lü Cong's left. On his right sat a beauty with a chin sharp enough to plow a field.
Watching this, Chen Man gave a bitter smile, hung his head, and obediently sat behind Xu Jiaojiao.
Lu Bushen served them tea as he explained, "In a moment, I'll have the villagers perform an opera to drive the nightmare out of your body, Young Master Lü. You'll feel a sinister chill when