After incinerating the black talisman and the red string with the Crimson Flame, Tao Bai formed his hand into a sword-finger gesture.
He transferred a stream of Yang energy into the space between Pan Yaoyin's eyebrows, followed by a stream between her breasts, and finally, one three inches below her navel.
A moment later, Pan Yaoyin slowly regained consciousness.
"Who are you?"
She asked, her voice incredibly weak as she looked at the two strangers.
"Where am I? "
*Cough, cough, cough...*
She coughed a few times, sounding as though her throat was blocked with phlegm.
"Pan Yaoyin, your grandmother asked us to find you. Get up, let's go back,"
Gui Nianqiu said.
Pan Yaoyin sat up blankly.
Upon realizing she was lying in a coffin and surrounded by a pile of other coffins, she screamed in terror, though the sound seemed stifled in her throat.
"Help her out."
When Gui Nianqiu touched Pan Yaoyin's hand, it felt like touching a block of ice;
It was abnormally cold.
She had Pan Yaoyin grab onto her cape to climb out, but even so, Gui Nianqiu could feel the chill radiating onto her forearm.
"Miss Pan, if we hadn't arrived in time, you likely wouldn't have survived.
Right now, a massive amount of Yin energy has accumulated in your body.
If it isn't purged quickly, you won't live much longer."
Tao Bai said, looking at the pale-faced Pan Yaoyin.
"Sir, do you know how to purge Yin energy?"
Pan Yaoyin asked weakly.
"I do,"
Tao Bai paused, "But it's a bit troublesome..."
"How much will it cost?"
Pan Yaoyin asked cautiously.
Her family was poor and didn't have much money.
"I don't lack money. It's not a matter of money."
"Then what is the matter?"
"Nianqiu, help her back first, we'll talk later."
Tao Bai didn't answer, instead instructing Gui Nianqiu to help Pan Yaoyin back to the wooden house.
The two women walked in front, while Tao Bai followed behind, lighting the way with a flashlight.
Half an hour later, the three of them entered the wooden house and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
The grandmother thanked Tao Bai and Gui Nianqiu profusely.
However, Tao Bai waved his hand.
"Grandma, this isn't over yet. There are still some things that need to be resolved."
"Grandma, why are my... why are these here?"
Pan Yaoyin pointed at the underwear on the wooden sofa, looking somewhat angry, though her voice remained incredibly weak.
"Oh, oh... I'll take them back to the room right now,"
The grandmother said, standing up hurriedly.
She then asked softly, "Yin-Yin, why has your voice changed like that?"
Holding Pan Yaoyin's intimate apparel, the grandmother turned and went up to the second floor of the wooden house.
Listening to the thump-thump of footsteps overhead, Tao Bai spoke up.
"Miss Pan, the Yin energy is stagnating in various acupoints throughout your body, eroding your Yang energy.
I need to precisely inject Yang energy into each of these acupoints to completely expel the Yin energy from your system."
Upon hearing this, Gui Nianqiu immediately understood Tao Bai's implication. She stared at him wide-eyed.
Her eyes clearly spelled out a few words—You big pervert!
So that's what you meant!
"What does that mean?"
Pan Yaoyin asked in confusion.
"How do you inject Yang energy?"
"Just like this..."
Tao Bai made a sword-finger gesture at Pan Yaoyin and tapped lightly in the air.
"You have to take off your clothes before I can..."
Pan Yaoyin's face instantly flushed crimson, miraculously regaining some color.
For a long time, no one spoke.
Even when the grandmother returned to the living room, the three remained silent.
The grandmother found it strange.
"Yin-Yin, what's wrong with you all?"
"Sir, follow me!"
Pan Yaoyin finally made up her mind.
"We need a washbasin as well."
Tao Bai added.
"I'll help get it…"
Gui Nianqiu volunteered.
"I'll get it myself. You stay here and chat with my grandmother."
Pan Yaoyin declined Gui Nianqiu's help, even though she didn't know why a washbasin was needed.
The grandmother watched, stunned.
This... this... what was going on?
Pan Yaoyin took a washbasin and walked in front, with Tao Bai following behind.
Gui Nianqiu watched the two leave, a trace of displeasure flashing across her face.
She could only comfort herself by thinking that Tao Gege was only doing this to save a life.
Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda...
Note: There's an old saying in Chinese---[救人一命胜造七级浮屠]
The two walked up to the second floor, one after the other.
Pan Yaoyin opened the bedroom door, walked in first, pulled the cord to switch on the tungsten lamp with a click, and after Tao Bai entered, she locked the door.
"Put the basin on the floor."
After placing the basin on the ground, Pan Yaoyin took off the silver ornament around her neck.
Then, she took off her clothes, piece by piece...
After placing her bra and panties on the bed, Pan Yaoyin, cold and nervous, didn't know where to cover herself.
"Arms out, stand straight, don't move."
Pan Yaoyin, who had been taught from a young age that men and women should keep their distance, felt that this scene was incredibly shameful, but she had no choice but to comply.
Tao Bai walked slowly toward Pan Yaoyin; he could practically hear her heartbeat.
Looking at Pan Yaoyin's trembling, distinctively feminine body, a unique fragrance wafted toward him.
Tao Bai's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
"Miss Pan, forgive the offense."
As Tao Bai spoke, his sword fingers struck out rapidly.
"Urgh!"
Pan Yaoyin suddenly felt the urge to vomit.
Only then did she understand Tao Bai's purpose for the washbasin.
"Urgh!!"
*Ding, ding, ding...*
Small, black, ice-like chunks were vomited into the basin, emitting curls of cold mist.
*Cough, cough, cough... Urgh...*
Tao Bai gently patted her back. Pan Yaoyin vomited a few more black ice chunks before collapsing to the floor as if completely drained of strength.
Tao Bai picked her up and gently placed her on the bed.
She was too weak right now...
He had only used Yang energy to force the Yin energy out, but the Yang energy remaining in her body was ultimately too scarce...
Mental Yang, Vital Yang, and Origin Yang—
All three needed replenishing...
Sigh, this consumes quite a bit of spiritual power...
Tao Bai did his utmost to control his desires.
He placed his palm on Pan Yaoyin's forehead, then her chest, and finally her lower abdomen, transferring Yang energy into each spot for five minutes.
Pan Yaoyin's body gradually regained its color, her complexion looking little different from that of a normal person.
"Miss Pan, what you experienced is a Yin Marriage, also known as a Ghost Marriage.
I didn't expect to encounter such a strange occurrence here.
Fortunately, BenZuo has some skills; otherwise, your life would have been forfeit.
A Ghost Marriage has a prerequisite:
The other party must at least know your birth date and time.
Have you revealed your 'Eight Characters' (Ba-zi) recently?"
Tao Bai asked, looking at Pan Yaoyin's face.
Pan Yaoyin pulled a sheet over herself to cover her body, then nodded.
"My classmates were playing a fortune-telling game.
I was curious, so I gave my Eight Characters to see if it was accurate."
"You were likely targeted.
This matter...
Probably isn't over yet.
You should probably drop out, change schools, or move to a different place to live.
In the future, do not easily reveal your Ba-zi to strangers."
"What is Sir's name?"
"Tao Bai."
"Thank you, Sir Tao,"
Pan Yaoyin thanked him, then frowned.
"But I don't have money... to change schools or move to another city."