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Chapter 117 Salary

Huang Mao and I were both stunned when we heard Uncle Liu's words.

I didn't expect this charm to have such a great origin.

But Huang Mao and I still didn’t know what kind of talisman this “Soul-Controlling Talisman” was, so we continued to ask:

"Uncle Liu, what is the main power of this soul-controlling talisman? Who is the caster?"

Uncle Liu took a deep breath, looked at the spell pattern I drew and said:

“I don’t know the real name of the caster, nor do I know the gender.

Back then, I had just learned art from my master, and I only knew that the demon called himself Taoist Yunmeng.

Along with the Paper Soul and the Paper Taoist Master, they belong to the same name as the Demon Tao.

Later, for some unknown reason, the demon disappeared..."

At this point, Uncle Liu paused.

"Taoist Yunmeng?"

I murmured to myself and remembered the Taoist number.

Now that I have entered this field, and now that I have seen this talisman again, I am not sure I will have the opportunity to meet him again in the future.

Uncle Liu lit a cigarette and continued:

"This spell can control ghosts, and control their life and death.

And once this spell is nailed on, the person being casted will continue to sink into what they think is the most painful moment, and continue to accumulate resentment and anger in the body.

And this spell also has a special ability.

It will give the person being cast some uncertain ability.

Just like what you said before, the ghost will turn into two ghostly fog heads that look like kowtows. This should be some kind of ability given by this evil talisman."

After hearing this, I gained some understanding of this soul-controlling talisman and its origin.

After Uncle Liu said this, he blew out the smoke and sighed:

"Hey! You don't have to worry about this. These things are beyond your control. I will report it to the curator and tell you what you should do!"

After saying that, Uncle Liu took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the "Soul Control Talisman" I drew.

At the same time, the pictures were sent to the curator.

Because I saw that the head looked like a skull holding the Ace of Spades.

After sending the picture, Uncle Liu walked out of the office directly and sent a voice message to his mobile phone:

"Director, something has happened. The picture was drawn by Li Xu. Our Nangang City is very lively..."

The sound gradually became distant and became inaudible after a while.

After Uncle Liu left, Huang Mao said to me:

"Brother Xu, our Nangang City is really not peaceful. There was a Paper Soul Taoist who failed to deal with it before, but now there is a Yunmeng Taoist..."

I smiled bitterly:

"Who knows! But looking from another direction, there might be something in our Nangang City that attracted these people here.

Otherwise, no matter how big the world is, these demons who have been famous for a long time will come to us instead of going anywhere?"

I analyzed it casually, with no factual basis, just my own speculation.

Nothing happened, so I chatted with Huang Mao for a while.

Half an hour later, Uncle Liu came back.

Seeing Uncle Liu come back, Huang Mao stood up and asked:

"Uncle Liu, how should we deal with this matter now?"

Uncle Liu waved his hand:

"You don't have to worry about this. The curator will make his arrangements. Just do your own thing."

After saying that, Uncle Liu ignored us.

Uncle Liu doesn't want to say it, so it's useless for us to ask.

Go to work during the day and do some cleaning.

In the afternoon, someone came to collect the ashes, and Huang Mao and I also went to receive them.

The main reason is that Zhuang Sha has a bad temper, so Huang Mao and I do the reception work when nothing happens.

I have been here for more than half a month and I am familiar with the process.

Just signed a few words, gave money without giving money, gave money and sent it away...

Today is just one work task.

The rest of the time is basically just for everyone to play.

In the next few days, Huang Mao and I had no work obligations as usual. In addition to clocking in and clocking out on time every day, we just breathed and practiced Qi in the dormitory.

Only the stronger the Qi in our Dantian, the stronger our strength will be.

In the past few days, the Deqi in the Dantian has obviously increased a lot and has become saturated.

Uncle Liu said that Huang Mao and I are both talented in this area and are very suitable for this path.

He is the most talented newcomer he has seen in recent years.

He asked us to work harder and said there was a shortage of people in the library.

The curator seems to be planning to give us an assessment in advance.

Therefore, after clocking in at work every day, Uncle Liu assigned us another task.

I will make a schedule, and if I have nothing to do every morning, I will train for an hour.

The so-called special training is some physical exercise.

It is said that in addition to practicing Qi, we must also practice physical training. Only by combining the two can we better enhance our own strength.

Regarding this point, Huang Mao and I both agree and have no complaints.

After seeing those sneaky and cruel people, we both knew in our hearts that if we were not strong enough, we would not be qualified to take this path, let alone have the chance to stay and become a regular employee of the museum.

So every day we train and practice Qi very seriously.

In addition to these, I also learned some news about Mo Lili from Zhuangsha in the past few days.

Zhuang Sha said that after the death of the female ghost Wang Yue, Mo Lili's condition had improved. She no longer had nightmares and her chest no longer hurt.

Her energy has recovered, and she also said that she is still thinking about treating us to dinner at the end of the month...

Whether you eat or not, it doesn't really matter.

Mo Lili's improvement is not in vain, and our efforts are in vain.

But apart from these, the thing that makes me happiest these days is the payment of wages.

It has been a month since I came to the museum.

I only did the task a few times and spent most of the time resting.

But when the wages were paid, I was shocked.

My basic salary was 3,500, but my actual salary was 17,500.

Commissions and performance rewards are as high as 14,000 yuan.

This is not the first time for me to work. I have also worked in summer vacations and done internships before.

I work exhaustingly and for more than ten hours every day, but I only get two to three thousand yuan a month.

But here, I only work for less than a month and only get 17,500.

Most of them are commissions from the Haunted Mansion Aijiayi Clinic, and the rest are commissions from corpse collection, performance bonuses, subsidies, etc.

I feel indescribable excitement in my heart.

I called home and gave 15,000 to my mother so that her life would be less stressful and she would have money to buy medicine.

I kept 2,500 yuan for myself to use for living expenses.

My mother didn't believe me when she heard that I was paid such a large salary, and was afraid that I would do something illegal or disciplinary outside.

I reassured her that all she earned was hard-earned money.

Think about it carefully.

The income is high, and the risk is also high.

This month, I have done several tasks in succession, and none of them are simple.

Moreover, I almost died twice...

In this way, I spent another seven or eight days in the library, and my peaceful working state was broken again.

Chang Laosan, who was in contact with the government, contacted our museum again.

Our museum is required to send personnel to quickly go to the collection site and collect the murderous corpse...


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