Looking at the circle on the paper, Jiang Huihui only felt the surroundings suddenly become eerie, a feeling identical to when they had summoned The bixian before.
The ghost had arrived, but she, who had always been timid, felt no fear; instead, a smile appeared on her face.
The bixian was here, and her wish should soon be fulfilled.
After all, that The bixian had said, "Whatever is sought, shall be granted."
No, she hadn't confirmed if this The bixian was the same one she and Jiang Huihui had summoned that day.
She hastily asked, "The bixian, have we, have we met before?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a force moving the pen, and the tip left a mark on the paper—a checkmark.
Jiang Huihui breathed a sigh of relief; it was indeed The bixian she had seen that day.
She opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but no sound came out.
She hesitated again.
Equivalent exchange; if she asked The bixian to kill someone, she would also lose her life.
But it was only a moment of hesitation; after all, she had already made up her mind before summoning The bixian.
"The bixian, I wish to ask you to do one thing."
She took a deep breath, her faint gaze incredibly resolute, "I want to kill someone."
"Can I?"
As she spoke these words, she only felt the surroundings become even more eerie.
The wind grew stronger, blowing the papers on the ground.
Her breathing quickened, and she hastily used her other hand to hold down the papers being blown by the wind.
She waited nervously for The bixian's reply.
A wish-maker is a Human, and would have moral concepts.
But Lin Yuan was already a ghost; after several months, his Human side had long since faded.
Forget morals, he didn't even have much emotion left.
He didn't care about good or evil, nor about worldly ethics.
No matter what wishes people made to him, as long as they could provide enough wish power, he would grant them.
This was a transaction; he was only responsible for fulfilling it, and all consequences were borne by the wish-maker.
Therefore, he had no burden for anything.
The pen tip moved rapidly across the paper, and soon, several crooked words appeared.
"Whatever is sought, shall be granted."
Jiang Huihui immediately became excited; last time, The bixian had said the same thing.
She had been worried that The bixian wouldn't agree to her request to kill someone.
Now it seemed The bixian didn't care about anything.
If The bixian could act, that would be even better; at least she wouldn't become a murderer, and her parents wouldn't have to live with a murderer for a daughter, unable to hold their heads high.
"He is a wicked person who killed my younger brother, but due to his age, he didn't go to jail.
Now, he is still living well, and has even long forgotten what happened back then.
Someone like him deserves retribution; he needs to pay for his actions; he doesn't deserve to live.
I hope you can kill him!"
Jiang Huihui quickly explained the whole situation.
"The bixian, if you kill him, it should also be considered a good deed."
For ghosts, they should not interfere with matters of the Human World.
This has nothing to do with whether the matter is righteous or evil.
As soon as a ghost interferes with any matter in the Human World, it will be entangled by karma.
This is the rule of the world.
Righteousness and evil are merely Human definitions and have no meaning outside of Human society.
But Lin Yuan only granted wishes; he didn't need to bear karma.
All consequences were borne by the wish-maker themselves.
He wrote a few words on the paper.
"Who, where, when."
Other than that, he didn't care about anything.
Jiang Huihui looked at those words and began to ponder.
According to The bixian, she could decide when Li Xin would die and where.
If so, that would be even better.
Since it was revenge, the sooner the better; as for the location, it didn't matter where, but it would be best if she could witness his death with her own eyes.
She had always been timid and usually wouldn't dare to look at dead people, but if it was her enemy, the murderer of her younger brother, she would not be afraid.
"The person I want to kill is named Li Xin," the image of Li Xin she had seen that day appeared in her mind.
"His original name was Li Xingyu; after killing my younger brother, he changed his name to Li Xin and now works in a restaurant.
As for the time, I hope it's tomorrow morning, preferably for him to die in front of me, and the location can be anywhere."
After Jiang Huihui finished speaking, she hastily asked again.
"The bixian, is this information enough? Do I need to provide anything else?"
For Lin Yuan, this information was already sufficient; the target's appearance appeared before him.
As long as he had enough energy, he was omnipotent and omniscient.
With a brief deduction, he already knew everything.
The target person was indeed the murderer of her younger brother, as Jiang Huihui had stated.
So young, yet so wicked; according to most people's sense of right and wrong, such a person indeed deserved to die.
But Lin Yuan didn't care about any of this.
In his eyes, there was no good or evil, only equivalent exchange.
What Li Xin had done was not important, as long as Jiang Huihui could afford the price.
He drew a checkmark on the paper, indicating it was enough.
Jiang Huihui suddenly felt her body become empty.
Her revenge seemed to be settled; if The bixian agreed, there should be no problem.
However, this was a transaction.
She wanted to kill someone; what price did she need to pay for this transaction?
She wanted to know if she would die.
"What do I need to pay?"
Lin Yuan was very patient and answered every question, because answering these questions also allowed him to gain wish power.
Although very little.
He controlled the pen and wrote a word on the paper, "Luck."
Then, two more words were written on the paper.
"Equivalent."
The meaning was clear: what Jiang Huihui needed to pay was "luck" equivalent to this matter.
As for what "luck" was, she had a general idea from Xu Xiaonan.
Xu Xiaonan entering the Hospital twice in such a short period and losing such a good job was hard to call a coincidence.
This should be the after-effect of losing "luck."
But this also meant that The bixian wasn't directly taking her life.
What she needed to pay was luck equivalent to "killing Li Xin."
"How much exactly? Can you tell me?"
"11."
Looking at this number, Jiang Huihui guessed that it should mean she would lose 11 units of luck.
But how much that actually was, she still didn't know due to lack of comparison.
Jiang Huihui asked again, "Will I die after my wish is fulfilled?"
A few more words appeared on the paper, "Not necessarily!"
This was a question about the future, requiring the consumption of wish power to predict the future.
Although it was highly probable that Jiang Huihui would die.
But if he hadn't seen the future, Lin Yuan wouldn't answer casually.
"I understand."
Uncertainty meant there was still a glimmer of hope.
Now, she knew everything she needed to know, and she had nothing more to ask.
"The bixian, no matter the cost, I hope Li Xin dies.
Please, you must help me fulfill my wish!"
"Transaction complete!"
Lin Yuan wrote these four words on the paper.
He had already felt that this girl's wish power was enough to accomplish this matter.
Now, he would use this wish power to arrange a future for Li Xin.
That future was that Li Xin would die tomorrow morning.
This matter consumed a total of 10 points of wish power, all converted from Jiang Huihui's luck.
But after completing this matter, Jiang Huihui must fulfill her vow.
Lin Yuan would gain 1 point of wish power, also converted from Jiang Huihui's luck.
In other words, Jiang Huihui would lose a total of 11 points of luck.
If Lin Yuan had killed the person directly himself, it certainly wouldn't have consumed so much wish power.
This wish power would be enough for him to kill many people.
But he would not directly interfere with any matters of the Human World; he merely helped Jiang Huihui fulfill her wish and arranged Li Xin's fate of death.
The person was killed by Jiang Huihui.
Now, all that remained was to wait for the time, and everything would happen naturally.
Jiang Huihui held the pen in her hand and closed her eyes.
At this moment, her heart was very complex; she knew her wish would soon be fulfilled, she could have her revenge, and her younger brother would rest in peace in the underworld.
But for some reason, she also felt a bit lost, as if her body had been drained.
Perhaps it was because she herself would also die in the near future.
Once a Human knows they are going to die, their feelings about everything change.
"The bixian, thank you, you helped me avenge a great wrong. If I can still live, I am willing to be at your service for the rest of my life."
Lin Yuan did not respond; firstly, Jiang Huihui was highly unlikely to survive.
An ordinary Human generally only has about ten points of luck; she would consume a total of 11 points of luck, which basically meant she wouldn't survive.
After all, taking someone else's life wasn't a light price to pay.
Furthermore, even if Jiang Huihui could survive, he wouldn't command Jiang Huihui to do anything.
Because this was no different from him directly interfering with matters of the Human World.
He would also have to bear karma.
"Is there anything I can do for you? If so, you can tell me."
Although there was indeed something, Lin Yuan still drew an 'X' on the paper.
"The bixian, please return to your place."
As Lin Yuan left, the surrounding air also became less eerie.
Jiang Huihui felt the hand that was holding the pen with hers disappear.
The bixian had already left.
But she still knelt on the ground, her body appearing very weak in the cold wind.
