I took out the yellow paper and said, "I have spirit money here for you to divide. If you want to go to the underworld, I can arrange for a ghost messenger to pick you up. If you don't want to go, take the money and hide for a while."

"There are warlocks fighting here. If you stay in the hospital, you might become casualties in our fight. You should leave as soon as possible!"

The number of wandering ghosts in the world isn't any fewer than the living. If they don't want to leave, there's not much I can do.

What I need to do is find the Hua Sheng Cleaning Company as soon as possible.

Although it was late at night, I still wanted to go to the cleaning company.

I wanted to check their accounts and see how many people they had sent to Ningkang Hospital over the years, and who they sent.

When I arrived at the cleaning company, the lights were still on. The owner of the cleaning company was sitting in the office, his eyes vacant.

The cleaning company owner was holding his left hand to his ear as if holding a phone, and his right hand was also clenched as if holding something on the table.

It looked like he was answering the phone and taking notes at the same time.

But his hands were empty.

The boss was haunted by a ghost!

The boss said solemnly, "Okay... still four people, right? The price is still the same."

"I'll send someone over in half a day."

"Still send them to the marker, okay..."

After the boss finished speaking, he made a gesture of hanging up the phone, and then sat motionless in the chair.

The next second, I saw a faint soul body stand up from the boss, open the window, jump out, and disappear in the blink of an eye.

I gestured to Feng Ruoxing, who gently pushed open the door and walked to the boss, waving his hand in front of his eyes.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Feng Ruoxing pried open the other party's eyelids and took a look, then tested under the other party's nose. "The pupils are dilated. This person has lost his soul."

I walked into the room and looked around carefully, but found nothing.

Feng Ruoxing whispered, "Do you think this boss left his soul on his own, or was his soul taken away by someone?"

"We'll know in a moment!" I picked up the marker on the table and scribbled on the boss's face.

I kept drawing until you couldn't recognize who he was at a glance, then threw the pen away. "We'll talk about it when he comes back."

The secret art of true soul separation sounds extremely mysterious, but it is actually fraught with danger.

The soul that separates from the body has not yet become a ghost and is relatively weak, even easier to kill than a ghost.

More importantly, how to return the soul after it leaves the body is a problem.

After the soul leaves the body, the body cannot be damaged, and the time it is out of the body cannot be too long. If either of these things happen, the soul will not be able to return, and a fake death will become a real death.

When you encounter someone whose true soul has left the body, controlling their body is the best way to force them to submit.

Gui Jiu also told me an interesting thing: if you find that someone's true soul has left their body, and their cultivation is not high, you can deliberately mess with them. If you draw all over their face, they won't be able to recognize their body when they come back, and they won't be able to return.

After I messed up the boss's face, I restrained my aura and hid. Soon after, I saw the boss's soul walk back in through the door.

He clearly saw himself sitting in the chair, but he didn't dare to return to his body. He was so anxious that he ran around in the room.

I slowly walked into the room. "Can't go back, can you?"

The boss was startled by me. "Who are you?"

I said calmly, "People who can save you, and people who can kill you."

"Let me put it this way! I'm the one who drew on your face. If I don't want you to go back, you can just wait for your soul to be scattered!"

The boss was so frightened that he knelt down on the spot. "This... this big brother... I haven't offended you, have I?"

"Just tell me what you want! I will definitely do it!"

"Do you want money, or do you want something? Take it all away, just leave me my life."

I smiled and pointed to the body sitting in the chair. "What's going on here?"

"This..." The boss obviously didn't understand what I meant. "Big brother, what are you asking?"

My face darkened. "Who were you talking to just now? What did he tell you to do? Who taught you true soul separation?"

The boss said, "This matter has to start a few years ago."

"That night, which was today a few years ago, because it was raining, I left late. That's when a customer came."

"I could tell at a glance that he wasn't human."

"Since I'm in the cleaning business, we have to go and clean up whatever the customer needs. Sometimes we run into something unclean."

"I know some of the rules."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows slightly.

In this world, many industries are somewhat related to the art of divination. They may not be warlocks, but they know some rules and methods.

Take cleaning, for example. In ancient times, there were people who specialized in cleaning houses for others. At that time, doing this kind of thing was called "sweeping clean."

Some people specialize in sweeping houses, and some specialize in sweeping antiques.

In ancient times, most people were not very wealthy. If they could do things themselves, they generally wouldn't hire someone. Well-off families had servants, so they didn't need to hire someone.

People only hired someone to clean when they encountered special problems.