Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Yingzi, let him go. Do you have a way to take the repair fluid away?"

Sakurako let go of her hand, and with a wave of her little hand, the blue potion disappeared instantly. She stood obediently beside Fu Yian, looking coldly at John who fell to the ground.

"The Onmyoji's abilities are truly remarkable."

"Hehe, my abilities are far more than that. I really need someone to sacrifice themselves to be my master before I can unlock the seal and use my abilities to do anything."

Fu Yian was obviously tempted, but he was still a little uneasy. He decided to wait until he got to know the Yin-Yang Master better and make sure that he would not backfire on him.

"Well, let's go back first. We'll talk about the sacrifice later."

Yingzi sighed, as if with a hint of regret, but finally obeyed obediently: "Yes, sir."

The two returned to college and life soon returned to normal.

Besides the bewitching voice that appeared from time to time in my ear: "Sir, if you have any wishes, you can tell me, maybe I can help you fulfill them."

Fu Yian paused and refused directly: "No need, revenge is something that needs to be done by yourself, only then will it be satisfying enough."

"Your identity is already being processed. It won't be long before it's available. Then I'll take you back to China, and our first transaction will be completely concluded."

"From now on, I will no longer ask about your affairs in China. Of course, I will give you some money. You can use it if you need it, and keep it if you don't."

Yingzi said faintly: "Okay, but Yingzi can't bear to leave you."

Fu Yian didn't dare to believe everything this half-human, half-ghost thing said, and he remained silent as if he didn't hear it.

"Hey, sir, can you tell me if there are gods in China? Taoist priests or monks or something like that?"

"I don't know. I don't believe in ghosts or gods."

Sakurako seemed amused by this and giggled non-stop: "Oh, so what does sir think Sakurako is?"

Fu Yian's face showed a bit of displeasure at being interrupted: "You are an Onmyoji, didn't you say so yourself? In Sakura Country, your ability is to catch ghosts, just like the Chinese Taoist priests."

"By the way, what do you want to do in China?"

"Well, I want to see who is more powerful, the mysterious oriental Taoist priest or the Onmyoji of Sakura Country."

"Also, I want to capture Taoist priests and eat them. Their souls are the best supplements for Onmyoji's cultivation. I'm really greedy, but I couldn't go before because I didn't have the status."

Sakurako turned into black mist, wrapping around his neck ambiguously, bringing waves of itchiness that made his heart itch.

"Sir, do you think Sakurako is scary?"

Fu Yian's lips curled slightly, with a gloomy look on his face: "You won't kill me, why should I be afraid of you? Besides, our cooperation is only this time."

"Once I get the repair fluid and your passport, we'll have nothing to do with each other. I don't need to worry about that."

Sakurako's strange laughter echoed in the room.

"Interesting, sir, you are truly the most interesting person Sakurako has ever met. But I have a piece of news to tell you. Consider it a gift from sir to please me."

"Even after getting the repair fluid, sir, you can't rest easy just yet. Doctor John has the patient's information. If it gets released..."

Fu Yian's pupils shrank, and he said in disbelief: "What are you talking about? How is this possible? Where would he get my information? What he gave him was all fake."

Sakurako used black mist to condense a mirror.

Ten minutes passed and the scene in the mirror ended.

Sakurako laughed with joy: "Sir, you still feel at ease now? If we let Dr. John live, it will be a time bomb."

"Maybe one day it will be exposed, and if someone accidentally sees it, you will be in trouble."

Fu Yian's face was gloomy, and he stared at the black fog with displeasure.

"Why didn't you tell me before? Why are you telling me now? What benefits do you want from me?"

Yingzi sighed, her voice filled with sorrow: "To be honest, sir, my body is already dead, and I'm barely maintaining my current state."

"If there's no one to offer sacrifices to me, and if there's no master, I'll disappear within a year, but I don't want to disappear."