"Boss, help me weld this thing shut. Just seal it completely. It doesn't matter if the work is rough."
Yang Jian parked outside an aluminum door and window shop that had not yet closed and had the owner weld the gold box shut.
As the owner worked with the welding torch, the gold foil on the surface melted, and crimson blood actually seeped out.
"What is this thing? It's bleeding?" the owner asked in shock.
"It's chicken blood, used to ward off evil." Yang Jian casually made up a lie.
"I see."
The owner did not ask any further questions. As long as there was money to be made, that was enough.
Just as expected, if it isn't welded shut, the ghost's power will seep out. Fortunately, Yan Li's ghost blood is suppressing it, but that suppression apparently can't last. Once the blood runs out, this ghost will definitely escape again. Only welding the opening shut can solve this once and for all, Yang Jian thought.
He was cautious, so he had immediately come to get the box welded shut.
If he delayed even a little, he might have caught the ghost for nothing.
After paying and retrieving the box, Yang Jian returned to the car.
"What is that? It's so important, and it looks like gold," Jiang Yan asked curiously.
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't. This is very important to me," Yang Jian said.
Jiang Yan was a smart woman. Seeing how serious Yang Jian was, she tactfully did not ask any more questions.
Soon, the car drove into a residential complex.
"Come in, don't be shy. This is the studio apartment I rent. I usually live here alone, and you can stay for a few days if you want," Jiang Yan said.
"I won't be staying long.