I felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so I waved my hand in front of his eyes and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Boy, who are you?"

"Ah I?"

I was confused by Blind Cao's incomprehensible words. Looking at Blind Cao's black face, I didn't know how to answer. Blind Cao nodded and said, "Yes, who are you?"

"Look at what you're asking, I'm your apprentice! The trainee caretaker of the funeral home, oh by the way, I'm also a supernatural author, a loser in society who wants to make a comeback."

The buddy clasped his fingers and said slowly.

Blind Cao's original frown deepened a little, and he didn't realize at all that I was just joking.

His serious expression aroused my curiosity, and I asked doubtfully: "Master, why are you asking me this?"

"When you came in the evening, I saw that your hall was dark and your eyes were unfocused. It was obvious that you were haunted by the ghost of an innocent person. But now your face is rosy and your eyes are bright. I'm curious about how you did it?"

"The hall is dark? The eyes are unfocused? Are there ghosts haunted by injustice?"

I was stunned when I heard this. No wonder my eyes were sore and photophobic during the day, my whole body felt cold and weak, but at night I felt very energetic. It turned out that I was entangled in dirty things.

I shuddered involuntarily when I thought of the ghost pressing me into bed last night.

"No, how did Blind Cao see it? Isn't he an ordinary person?"

I curiously looked at Blind Man Cao again. When I saw his eye without a black eye, my eyes lit up, and I immediately thought of the legendary Yin and Yang eyes.

"Wow! Those eyes of yours can't be the ones from legend..."

"You are overthinking it. My eye became what it is now because I had cataracts when I was a child and needed treatment in the future. It is not the yin and yang eye you think."

Blind Cao's answer really surprised me. No matter how much I thought about it, I thought it was cataracts.

I smiled, scratched my head in embarrassment, sat down and began to check the story I had written. While checking, I changed the subject and asked, "Hey! Master, how did you see that I am haunted by an innocent ghost?"

"Didn't I just say that? It can be seen from your face."

"That's not what I meant. What I meant is that ordinary people shouldn't be able to see it, right? Are you a Taoist priest hiding in the world?"

I looked at Blind Cao expectantly, thinking that if Blind Cao was a Taoist priest, wouldn't he be able to help me explain what I've been through recently, or help me get rid of the evil spirits that are haunting me.

Unfortunately, things went against expectations. Blind Cao shook his head and said, "No."

Two words of plainness directly changed my face from full of expectations to a look of disappointment. The saying that the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment, is absolutely correct.

I sighed and lay down on the table, holding my chin and looking at the computer dejectedly.

Unexpectedly, Blind Man Cao seemed to be teasing me on purpose, and added unhurriedly, "Haha! Although I am not a Taoist priest, I am a warlock."

"Warlock?"

I was stunned when I heard this. I had only seen this profession in games. The ones I saw in horror movies were Taoist priests, goddesses, wizards, onmyojis, witches and other professions that specialized in exorcising ghosts.

"Master, what does a warlock do? Is it different from a Taoist priest? Can he exorcise ghosts? Can he summon spirits? Can he do magic? Can he fly into the sky and escape from the earth? Can..."

I watched with excitement as Blind Cao asked several questions in a row. When I saw Blind Cao’s face getting darker and darker, I immediately stopped the car, scratched the back of his head and giggled.

Blind Cao glared at me and said, "Have you watched too much TV?"

"Hey! This isn't the first time I've heard about the profession of Warlock! So I'm a little curious, so tell me about it! Come on, master, have a cigarette."

I hurriedly took out a bag of Huazi and handed it to Blind Man Cao with a flattering smile.

Blind Cao took one from Hua Zi and put the box on the table. I quickly took out the lighter and lit it for him.

After Cao Xiazi took a nice puff of cigarette, he began to talk about the strange things about the warlock while puffing away the smoke.

I looked at Blind Cao talking eloquently, and suddenly I felt that this old man was quite approachable, much better than his usual stoic appearance.

After a cigarette burned out, Cao Xiazi put out the cigarette butt and kept talking non-stop. He was completely different from the usual boring gourd.

"There are many types of warlocks, such as: channeling spirits and exorcising ghosts, fortune telling, checking yin and yang to find out the past and future, observing yin and yang to see feng shui, controlling evil spirits, etc..."

"Hey! Master, that's not right! Isn't it just Taoist priests who can channel spirits and exorcise ghosts, observe yin and yang, and read Feng Shui?"

"fart!"

Blind Cao gave me a hard look, took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, curled his lips and said, "You know nothing! That was all staged on TV. In fact, Taoist priests cultivate their minds and ask questions.

To make elixirs, control zombies in the underworld, and guide others to seek immortality, if you want to exorcise ghosts and suppress evil, you have to be a warlock."

"Uh! Okay! Then, master, what can you do? Can you get rid of the evil spirits that are haunting me?"

"Yes, yes." Blind Cao was leaning on a chair and smoking lazily. He looked sideways at me with a funny look and asked, "But, why should I help you?"

"This...do you need a reason for this? You are my master! You can't just watch your apprentice fall into crisis, right? What's more, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You are the master after all, how can you not save him?

?”

"Boy, don't kidnap me with morals. I don't accept that. Moreover, I have never taught you anything or acknowledged that I am your master. It has always been your wishful thinking. Therefore, the master-disciple relationship between us is not

It cannot be established."

"Forehead!?"

Blind Cao's words made me speechless. Although his words were uncomfortable to listen to, they were indeed reasonable. How could someone help me if I had no relatives or friends.

I frowned and looked at him speechlessly. I couldn't find anything to refute for a long time.
Chapter completed!