The girl wrote down the birth dates of several deceased Taoists on a yellow talisman, drew a magic sigil with a cinnabar pen, and, with a tremble of her hand, set it on fire. The golden light shone, and soon, the souls of the Taoists were summoned. They appeared with contorted and pale faces; hatred and resentment filled their ghostly eyes, which were bleeding and split open like watermelons.
"Madam President! You must avenge us~~ Madam President~~~"
The souls of the Taoist priests, kneeling on the ground, started to sob and plead.
"What exactly happened?" The girl asked indifferently.
"Madam President, that brat, relying on his Taoist abilities, dared to command ghosts and spirits, possessed us, and caused us to commit suicide… He's in the Shui Family! He is there right now! They say he is trying to break the curse that has haunted the Shui Family for 200 years…"
