Everyone was stunned by this magical treasure. Are you kidding, you just pulled out something like this from the Peacock God?

No, it should be said why would the Peacock God have such a thing on him, was he keeping it for Tan Xiao? You're just treating the Peacock God like your personal storage space!

Kui Eleven: I prepared myself to have my eyes opened, and this is what you show me?

Tan Xiao was also very calm. What else did you expect, a cannon to blast the candy spirits?

Mu Fei opened and closed her mouth a few times, unable to speak. She felt this was just like Tan Xiao, very reasonable. After a while, she exclaimed in amazement: "If I'm not mistaken, that magical treasure should be... a magic prop! Shaman little brother, applying Western learning to Chinese problems!"

She only knew that Tan Xiao was a "snake oil salesman", but didn't expect he would even use magic props. The Chu shamans were really good at absorbing knowledge.

"This isn't mine." Tan Xiao said, "I borrowed it from the God."

Didn't they all just see that, how could they still think it was his? They shouldn't have stereotypical impressions of him having lucky charms.

Everyone: "..."

No way, judging from the state of this magical treasure, they subconsciously felt that Kong Xuan must be safekeeping it for Tan Xiao. How could it really be Kong Xuan's own item? It was really puzzling for something like this to appear on the Peacock God.

Seeing their expressions, Tan Xiao thought to himself that he also didn't expect there would be a day he could actually use the things Teacher Ji gave him...

On the other side, as the candy spirit smacked against the wall and fell down, the candy spirits crowded together, supporting each other to stand up. They pointed at Tan Xiao's stick, accusing him in a jumble of noise.

With them jabbering away, Tan Xiao couldn't make out what they were saying. Judging from their indignant appearance, they probably felt he was vicious.

"I've already shown a lot of martial virtue!" Tan Xiao tapped the prop stick on the ground. The candy spirits immediately scrambled to avoid it, all afraid of Tan Xiao's righteous sanction.

"I hear that their speech isn't very fluent yet. Why don't we cast a speaking spell, it would be more convenient." Tan Xiao looked at Barry. He was still using his magic wand to maintain order. There was no other way, these candy spirits were a group, each saying their own thing. In this instant, Tan Xiao felt he understood teachers knocking on the lectern.

Barry conjured a bowl of water and flicked it at them in exasperation, chanting a speaking spell. The candy spirits' enunciation indeed became much clearer.

Tan Xiao poked one out from inside the stick: "You come represent everyone and speak. Let me ask you, it was you who moved Zhao Qishan to Qiyun Ridge every week, right?"

The candy spirit's voice was still thin and high-pitched. It held its hands in front of its chest and said haughtily: "Yes!"

If we want to move him then we'll move him, Zhao Qishan get out of the Zhao family!

The other candy spirits also puffed out their chests behind it...

Tan Xiao couldn't help glancing back at Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan: "?"

Kong Xuan was very puzzled, not knowing if Tan Xiao was looking at him for help or what.

But Tan Xiao had already turned his head back: "Is there a reason? Did he offend you?"

To be honest, even if these candy spirits said there was no reason, Tan Xiao wouldn't be surprised. According to his summary from reading strange tales, sometimes when artifact spirits cause trouble, it's very unreasonable. After gaining intelligence, they naturally want to try what their abilities can do, even just for mischief. Just like Ah Jin before he learned the rules, he also subconsciously erased the website backup.

But these candy spirits had a bit of a sense of right and wrong. They still hadn't discovered that the cushion was a substitute. They pointed at the cushion accusingly, even rushing up to punch and kick it.

"Silence!" Tan Xiao held up the prop stick and rhythmically tapped the floor. Forgive him for really being unable to resist, feeling like a court bailiff at this moment.

The candy spirits were startled by Tan Xiao. They scattered away from the cushion and shrank back, nearly falling over on the spot.

They huddled their heads together to discuss, then that representative candy spirit stretched out its palm and said: "Heinous crimes! The first charge, a hypocritical villain! In front of people, he praised gummy bears to customers as the best-selling and most delicious candy. Behind people's backs, he said," the candy spirit pinched its voice to imitate Zhao Qishan, "too sweet, little one, don't even know why you all like eating this."

The candy spirits behind it chimed in one after another in agreement: "As if we ourselves don't know if it tastes good or not? As if he's not clear himself if the sales are good or not! What taste!"

"Uh..." Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Hey, speaking of sales, when exactly did you gain intelligence, haven't you been sold yet?" Tan Xiao asked.

"We're not unable to be sold!!" The candy spirit was afraid of being misunderstood and loudly clarified, "Just hiding."

Kui Eleven was also hiding at home. They were also hiding at home, but hadn't seen each other. They were unacquainted neighbors.

"There's also a second charge!" The candy spirit clenched its fist, "Smoking, smoking so many cigarettes every day, our Xiaobao is still a student, how can she inhale his secondhand smoke??"

Everyone looked at each other. Hmm, this...

Kui Eleven's voice drifted out from under the bed: "Wow, no wonder moving to the mountains every weekend, is it because Xiaobao lives at school on weekdays?"

"Why are you talking so much?" Barry rapped on the bed frame in exasperation. Kui Eleven's sense of participation was really strong.

But this was indeed the case. Moreover, they also couldn't follow to the hospital. Zhao Qishan said he was doing well at the hospital. At home it could still be considered his home turf and produce a bit of a confusing effect.

Besides the confusing effect...

Barry interjected: "Your physical strength is not bad either, being able to move to the mountains."

"Hmph, we can only run that far. Like this, he's able to find his way back every time," the candy spirit said in frustration, "How is it that we can't abandon him?"

Everyone: "..."

"Moreover, charge three--" The candy spirits pushed out one of their companions. It could be seen that it was missing an arm. "That day it was playing in the living room and accidentally got spotted by him. It immediately lay in the fruit bowl playing dead. He picked it up and took a small bite, then said tsk tsk, and threw it in the trash can."

Trash can trash can trash can! Too insulting!

"Wait, didn't quite understand this one. In the end, do you hate that he took a bite and disabled your companion, or hate that he didn't finish eating it, or hate that he ate it and said it was too sweet?" Tan Xiao asked.

As for being eaten, it wasn't strange. After all, they hadn't cultivated a more advanced form yet, still had candy bodies. Some little demons were ones that humans could also bully, so they would secretly take revenge.

Tan Xiao's question made the candy spirits clutch their heads and discuss for a bit, then said: "Well, the main thing is still the intentional injury charge, and psychological trauma too."

-- They struggled a bit between their sense of identity as candy and their new identity as spirits.

"Then with you moving him for so long, it should be enough to smooth things over." Tan Xiao had also mediated quite a few times. Seeing their dissatisfaction, he said, "Let's talk about this in a bit, see if the victim is willing to reconcile with you."

The misdeeds of the sugar sprites weren't too serious. As long as they were sent back to the Bureau 404 for education and training, the karma between them and Zhao Qishan could be handled through the Bureau 404's process, judged as appropriate.

For more serious cases like Big Beard Zhong, they would be directly thrown in jail. If the problem wasn't major, it could also be privately negotiated and mediated to resolve the karma.

The usual work of shamans was to act as communicators between humans, gods, ghosts and monsters. If communication worked, it was best to talk it out first. Feuds were better resolved than prolonged, whether with monsters or gods.

"Let me ask about something else. You frequently go to Qiyun Ridge, have you seen a Yorkshire Terrier?" Mu Fei also bent down to ask.

"Yorkshire Terrier?" The sugar sprites discussed amongst themselves, gesturing the shape of the dog, mutually confirming it matched the Yorkshire Terrier they had seen in the neighborhood. But had anyone noticed one on the mountain?

After some discussion, one sugar sprite, the one missing an arm, actually raised its hand. "I saw one once, a Yorkshire Terrier digging a hole. It ignored me and I ignored it!"

Everyone's eyes lit up upon hearing this. There was finally a clue.

"Around when was this, and in which direction?" Barry immediately took out a map and started marking it.

The sugar sprite jumped onto the map to study it. "Hmm, I can't read it!"

Barry: "..."

Then why are you looking at it?

"It's fine, you can just point it out on site later." Barry suppressed his excitement. "Digging a hole, what was it digging for at Qiyun Ridge?"

Mu Fei also nodded. "Not bad, we made good progress today."

Who would have thought that after all the twists and turns, it was unrelated to the ghost figurine, and ultimately came down to a weak little sugar sprite that could be crushed with a magic prop.

But fortunately it was a small and feeble sugar sprite. It seemed the Yorkshire Terrier didn't even bother to eat it...

"I'll go tell Mr. Xu." Mu Fei went next door to wake up Mr. Xu.

......

Zhao Qishan had been forcefully shutting his eyes to block things out, with his mouth also covered by Mr. Xu. Now suddenly opening his eyes, he looked at Mu Fei anxiously.

He had heard some clattering next door, quick but not loud, followed by some indistinct talking. He kept imagining the evil spirit might have escaped. It really made him so anxious. If this matter wasn't resolved in a day, he would be scared for a day. If it wasn't resolved in an hour, he would tremble for an hour.

"You... forget it, you come too." Seeing Zhao Qishan's state, Mu Fei figured he would have trouble sleeping anyway, so she might as well let him put his mind at ease.

"Can I? I don't dare..." Zhao Qishan just wanted to know if it was taken care of. "I really don't dare to look at zombies!"

"It's not a zombie." Mu Fei recalled the jumping figure from before and found it a bit amusing. "I guarantee you won't be scared when you see this."

Zhao Qishan tugged on Mu Fei's sleeve and followed behind her into the room. Seeing the ground full of wriggling red little people, he felt a bit dizzy and muttered, "Why am I seeing little people, I didn't eat any mushrooms..."

"These are what you thought were zombies." Mu Fei said, "Take a good look, do you recognize them?"

Zhao Qishan looked carefully. Oh, they weren't little people but little bears, and they were...

The sugar sprite missing an arm jumped up and pointed to the tooth mark on its shoulder. "Remember me?!"

Zhao Qishan: "!!!"

Zhao Qishan's mouth fell open, not because of the tooth mark, but from the immense shock. The appearance of Kui Eleven was terrifying, but admittedly more in line with his imagination of an evil spirit.

But why...

"How can gummy bears become spirits?!" Zhao Qishan asked in confusion. So he was being retaliated against for taking a bite of a spiritually awakened gummy bear? Who could have guessed that. He even thought, shoot, would Xiaobao want to keep them as pets?

"Gummy bears becoming spirits is nothing. The librarian at my alma mater is the incarnation of 'Jin Ping Mei*'." Barry said lazily. Under the flow of the mortal world, the main theme was equality of all things.

*T/N: A famous Chinese novel, notable for its explicit depiction of sexual relationships and is considered one of the first Chinese novels to explore such themes openly.

They repeated the sugar sprites' accusations again, making Zhao Qishan even dizzier.

"Then, then what should I do? Do I need to offer sacrifices like cattle and sheep..." Zhao Qishan thought of how the more superstitious locals would offer the three sacrificial animals and send off ghosts.