After being reborn, she went on a killing spree in both the Yin and Yang realms.

Jingyang Sheng then instructed the kitchen to prepare some snacks for Ling Yue and send them over.

Ling Yue had come with Jia Zhengjing intending to remain invisible, but Master Jia had become the invisible one.

"Master, please have a seat."

Ling Yue must always put Jia Zhengjing first, since it's the evaluation period, she has to perform well.

This move surprised Jingyang Sheng, who asked with a puzzled look, "Old Jia, you... you've taken Xiao Lingzi as your apprentice?"

Ling Yue didn't want to hear Jia Zhengjing reject her again, so she simply answered Jing Yangsheng's question herself: "He's still considering it, still considering it, hehe."

After the two elderly people were seated, Ling Yue, with her keen observation skills, took in the layout of the tea room and learned about the tools used for brewing tea. She then asked, "What kind of tea would you two like to drink today?"

Upon hearing this, Jingyang Sheng wondered if they were going to make tea for them?

"Xiao Lingzi, someone will come to make tea in a little while. You can sit down and enjoy your tea."

"Before I came here, I boasted to my master that I would brew you a pot of fine tea. Grandpa Jing, please give me a chance to show off. I guarantee you won't lose money if you invest."

Jia Zhengjing suddenly recalled her experience of sitting in the passenger seat of Ling Yue and felt a chill run down her spine.

"Little Lingzi, why don't you ask Butler Qin to show you around?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yue clearly didn't believe in her own tea ceremony skills.

Enough said, let's let our results speak for themselves.

"I just checked, and Grandpa Jing has a can of excellent oolong tea. How about we drink oolong tea today?"

As Ling Yue spoke, she began to work on her hands.

Wash hands, appreciate the utensils, scald cups and warm the pot, the procession enters the palace, wash the tea, brew, a gentle breeze caresses the face, seal the pot, divide into cups, return the jade liquid to the pot, divide into more pots, serve tea, smell the aroma, and savor the tea.

The movements were fluid and graceful, with each step perfectly executed.

The two elderly people were dumbfounded.

I couldn't wait to taste this tea, but I wasn't very happy after drinking it.

"I didn't realize that Xiao Lingzi had this skill. It's rare to see young people with this skill these days."

Jingyang Sheng, sipping his tea, couldn't help but praise Ling Yue highly.

Then, the two got down to business.

"Old Jia, I called you here today because I need your help with something urgent."

"What could possibly be wrong with you, old man? I was just about to take a few days off, and you're already giving me trouble?"

“It’s an old friend of mine. Something happened to their family. They say their house is haunted, and now the whole family is in chaos. They came to me to complain, and that’s why I thought of you.”

After Jingyang finished speaking, he took another sip of the tea that Ling Yue had brewed and thought to himself: Ah Cheng is going to be lucky in the future.

"It just so happens that you know this person too. He's the one who asked you to look at the feng shui of his family's cemetery. That old scoundrel Wang Quan."

After listening, Jia Zhengjing put down her teacup and started playing with her sandalwood bracelet again, her mouth moving as if she were chanting some kind of spell.

His brows furrowed deeply, and then he sighed.

"That old man is such a worrywart. Things had just calmed down at home for a few days when his son started causing trouble again."

She lost interest in admiring his bracelet, put it away, wore it on her wrist, and got up to leave.

"What's the rush? This tea is so good, we can finish it first and then go!"

"I'm not as lucky as you. After you finish this pot of tea, someone might die."

Upon hearing this, Jingyang Sheng realized that the situation was probably quite serious, so he did not try to stop him.

Jia Zhengjing hurriedly walked a long way, only to suddenly see Ling Yue still following her closely.

"You stay here and drive the car to the temple in a bit."

Although she didn't quite understand the conversation between Jingyangsheng and Jia Zhengjing, she could guess that it was about calling Master Jia to catch a ghost.

What a rare learning opportunity! She had to seize it.

“Master, please let me go. Consider it an opportunity for me to observe and learn. Besides, I can see ghosts, so you won’t have to perform bloodletting and magic anymore. Don’t you think so?”

This little girl is really persistent. Since that's the case, I won't hold back.

"Are you really going to become my disciple? You'll agree to any conditions?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yue knew her opportunity had arrived!

"It couldn't be more true! Please accept me. As long as it doesn't violate public order and good morals, I'll agree to anything you ask."

"This is what you said!"

Before Ling Yue could even take it back, Jia Zhengjing shouted, "Old Jing!"

Upon hearing the noise, Jing Yangsheng quickly came out: "What is it? Weren't you in a hurry to save someone? Why did you come back?"

"Go and get Xiao Jing and her husband's marriage certificate right away!"

Jing Yangsheng looked at Jia Zhengjing, then at Ling Yue, puzzled.

Without further ado, they quickly summoned Butler Qin, and soon the marriage certificate was brought over.

"Come here, Xiao Lingzi, these are my conditions. As long as you sign this marriage certificate now, I will immediately take you as my apprentice."

Good heavens, how did Ling Yue fall into this trap herself? This old man had this plan all along!

Ling Yue looked at the marriage certificate that was originally placed in a brocade box. It had three pages: a proposal letter, an engagement letter, and a marriage certificate.

The document contains the names of the matchmaker, both sets of parents, and their respective birth dates and times. Moreover, it is all handwritten in calligraphy, and judging from the ink marks, it must be quite old.

Ling Yue hesitated at this moment. Why did everyone want her to marry Jing Yucheng?

Moreover, it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment idea; it seemed like it had been planned for a long time.

Ling Yue thought about her lifespan. She usually acted carefree and lived for the moment.

In fact, every night before falling asleep, she would open the Ghostly Talisman to check her remaining lifespan.

As of now, she only has about ten days left to live.

Actually, seeking out Jia Zhengjing as an apprentice was also a desire to survive, to take initiative, and to stop living passively and anxiously.

When faced with life and death, everything else can be sacrificed.

Ling Yue hesitated for only a moment before picking up the pen prepared by Butler Qin, signing her name on the marriage certificate, and pressing her fingerprint on it.

"Good disciple, come on, your master will take you to have a good lesson."

Before Ling Yue could react, Jia Zhengjing pulled her outside.

The two were walking in such a hurry that they almost bumped into Jing Yucheng, who was about to come in.

Jing Yucheng's hair was a little messy, and he was wearing a dark gray silk nightgown, his eyes still sleepy.

"Ling Yue?"

Ling Yue remembered the marriage certificate she had just signed, which didn't have Jing Yucheng's signature yet. Perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

"Jing Yucheng, are you aware of the marriage certificate?"

Ling Yue was just about to have a serious talk with him about this matter. If he didn't agree, wouldn't the marriage certificate be null and void?

Jia Zhengjing urged, "Xiao Lingzi, there's no time to save lives."

After saying that, he quickly gave Jingyang Sheng a wink.

Jingyang Sheng quickly responded, "That's right, Lao Qin, hurry up and arrange a car for Master Jia and the others to take them to the Wang family in the west of the city."