Running A Cemetery in North America-Chapter 379 - 255: Return to China

"Well, you’re quite right. I do deal with such matters. You can call me an exorcist; for a fair amount, I can help you with your troubles," Sun Yan said calmly.

Since there were customers who believed in him, he would help them out. But if others didn’t believe, Sun Yan wouldn’t go out of his way to do good deeds.

"No problem, just name your price." Nie Rourou said weakly, holding her forehead with a touch of fatigue.

Being possessed was an extremely taxing ordeal that drained both physical strength and mental energy.

If it lasted long, it could result in exhaustion, insomnia, hair loss, and a weakened spirit.

"Ten thousand will do."

"Alright, I’ll transfer it after we get off the plane."

The deal was done, and Sun Yan directly reached out to touch Nie Rourou’s forehead.

With just a trace of Incense Ash Magical Power, the faint shadow surrounding Nie Rourou was shattered by Sun Yan, and the black aura between her brows disappeared.

This small-scale possession, for the current Sun Yan, was merely a matter of snapping his fingers to dispel.

"Is it done?"

Seeing Sun Yan withdraw his hand, Nie Rourou asked, still somewhat uncomprehending.

She could feel her body suddenly becoming much lighter, as if a layer that had been covering her was removed, leaving her feeling completely refreshed.

With such obvious effects, Nie Rourou naturally realized that Sun Yan had helped dispel her problem.

"No big deal. You were fortunate to meet me in time, which made the cleansing not difficult."

Sun Yan lay back in his seat, speaking calmly, "However, as the possession is lifted, the backlash will inevitably affect whoever cast the spell on you. Typically, such a person wouldn’t be far from you. The fact that you could still dream of him indicates that this person is on this plane right now."

"What?" Nie Rourou was startled, then curiously asked, "Who is it?"

Sun Yan pointed in the direction leading to the business class, "We will have the answer soon."

At the same time.

"Ah!!!"

A shrill scream rang out in the business class, promptly drawing the attention of the crew.

Immediately, a flight attendant rushed into the business class, where a man in a suit by the window was painfully clutching his neck and yanking at his tie.

His face was flushed, black blood flowing from his orifices, as if some severe illness had struck.

Frightened, other passengers hurriedly got up and moved away, worried that the ailment might be contagious and affect their health.

"Doctor! Get the plane’s doctor over here!"

The cabin was thrown into chaos, also attracting the attention of first-class passengers.

Nie Rourou turned her head to look back, then turned to Sun Yan and asked, "You mean that person is the one who cursed me?"

"Otherwise, do you think such a coincidence could happen? I just released your possession, and then someone on the plane falls ill," Sun Yan closed his eyes, covering himself with a blanket, "It’s said that one must suffer the consequences of their actions. Although there are harmful techniques in the world, once the attempt fails, the backlash is severe, ranging from major injury to death. Perhaps you know this person."

"I’ll go and see."

Nie Rourou immediately got up and walked toward the business class. Soon, she spotted the man lying on the seat, nearly on the brink of death.

Nie Rourou’s face showed extreme surprise for a moment, "It’s you!"

The man was named William, a rich second-generation from Hong Kong Island who had been pursuing her for years, yet Nie Rourou had never accepted his advances.

Recently, she’d traveled to America, and William had flown over to follow her.

But what Nie Rourou hadn’t expected was that after arriving in America, William had not, like before, clung to her like a lovesick puppy.

Nie Rourou thought William had changed, but little did she know he was secretly employing such devious means.

Every time she encountered a monster in her dreams, William would appear to save her.

Over time, Nie Rourou developed unexplained feelings towards the person in her dreams, feelings that were inadvertently transferred to William.

If given more time, Nie Rourou might indeed develop affection for him due to the dream connection.

"How despicable," Nie Rourou frowned as she returned to the first class.

It had long been heard that such methods were prevalent on Hong Kong Island in the last century, with wealthy businessmen and famous stars going to the South Seas, either to raise little creatures or to buy sinister objects from masters there, either for wealth or for romance.

Now it seemed that for someone like William, a rich second-generation from Hong Kong Island, learning possession techniques in the South Seas was not hard to comprehend.

He just used it on her, and if she hadn’t stumbled upon the exorcist Sun Yan, she might indeed have fallen into the trap.

The thought sent chills down Nie Rourou’s spine.

She hurried back to her seat and asked Sun Yan, "Master, is there any way to prevent someone from scheming against me again in this manner? Name your price, I’ll pay whatever it takes."

"There’s no foolproof way to ward off such underhanded tactics, which have been indefensible since ancient times. Do you think I am an immortal? If you’re afraid of encountering such things again, add me on WeChat after we disembark, and seek me out if you face trouble in the future."

"Alright, thank you, Master." Nie Rourou nodded repeatedly, now speaking in a more respectful tone towards Sun Yan.

This master looked young, but she’d personally experienced his skills, demonstrating he was no charlatan.

...

As the plane landed at Wenyang City’s airport, Sun Yan added Nie Rourou on WeChat, and she promptly transferred the ten thousand yuan.

Judging by Nie Rourou’s attire, she was certainly a wealthy, fashionable young lady who wouldn’t mind spending such money.

"Where are you headed, Master? Someone is picking me up, perhaps I could give you a ride?"

Walking out of the airport with Sun Yan, Nie Rourou offered warmly.

"No need, you go about your business," Sun Yan declined, shaking his head as he flagged down a taxi that was just dropping off other passengers at the airport, quickly boarding and heading off.

Now that he had arrived in Wenyang City, it was time to contact Zhou Mangmang.

Soon after Sun Yan left, a business MPV pulled up by the roadside.

"Miss Nie, sorry to keep you waiting."

"It’s okay, I just got here myself."

Nie Rourou put on her glasses, once more assuming her aloof, unapproachable demeanor as she climbed into the car.

At another exit of the airport, an ambulance pulled in to transport a patient that had been carried from the plane on a stretcher into the emergency vehicle.

The person’s whole face was covered in black blood, continuously bleeding, and appeared extremely weak. Without immediate treatment and stabilization, they wouldn’t be far from death.

"How could such injuries occur? They don’t seem like internal or external injuries."

The accompanying doctor was puzzled by the scene, never having encountered such a situation in all his years of practice. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Yet there was no time for contemplation. The ambulance, with the patient onboard, quickly left the airport.

...

Beep beep beep!

Sun Yan dialed the number Zhou Mangmang had left with him at the Grand Sacrificial Society.

Soon, the call connected, and a raspy voice was heard.

"Hello?"

"It’s Sun Yan, I’ve arrived in Wenyang City. Where shall we meet?"

"Tian Tian Chinese Restaurant on Xing’an Street. You’ve probably not eaten yet after coming from North America? I’ll treat you to dinner."

"Okay, I’m on my way now."