Running A Cemetery in North America

"Hello, Father Jackson, long time no see."

The white man showed a cheerful smile and opened his arms to give Sun Yan a hug.

The person was Joles, who had come to him earlier to exorcise the Mirror Evil Spirit.

"Nothing good comes from visiting the Three Treasures, you're here to see me again, there must be some trouble, right?"

Sun Yan immediately saw the purpose of his visit, and directly asked.

In a rural place like Gospel Town, hardly any outsiders would come.

And the location of the graveyard is even more secluded; only people with real issues would come here in broad daylight.

"Hahaha, worthy of Father Jackson, I'm here this time firstly to thank you for the last exorcism; since I got home, I haven't encountered any strange events,

secondly, my employer recently had a newborn at home facing some problem that regular hospitals can't solve. He suspects it might be related to possession, and asked many people to help find a priest capable of exorcism,

Of course, I recommended you, Father Jackson, given your strength; you can definitely handle this with ease."

Joles laughed and slowly said, revealing his intentions.

Normally, Sun Yan might agree, but lately he's been exhausted, having to investigate Enchanting Demon in New York City, which ended up poking the Demon God's lair.

Then going to San Francisco to lay down the tradition, dealing with zombies and Evil Spirits, he's truly physically and mentally fatigued, just wanting to rest for a while, not inclined to take any job.

Faced with the business offer brought by Joles, Sun Yan could only politely refuse: "Sorry Joles, this time I guess you've made the trip for nothing, I'm too tired lately and plan to take some time off, so I won't get involved in this matter."

"It's really a pity, Father Jackson. My employer offers an exorcism reward of 500,000 US Dollars this time. I think you can actually get yourself together and try it."

"How much?"

Initially refusing, Sun Yan's eyes suddenly widened in anticipation, asking.

"500,000 US Dollars, Father Jackson, you can rest assured. My employer is a Peninsula-born American tycoon, absolutely capable of paying this reward as long as you can solve the problem at his home."

Joles explained earnestly.

"500,000 US Dollars..." Sun Yan's lips began to tremble.

Last time, he went to New York City to catch the Enchanting Demon, exhausted to the core, not to mention not receiving any remuneration.

This matter has always bothered Sun Yan. He's at an age where he needs money, and 500,000 US Dollars is really tempting to him.

For an ordinary person, it's a fortune.

"Come in, let's talk about the specifics."

Sun Yan made room, inviting Joles inside to discuss further.

Upon entering the living room, seeing the floor littered with household trash, Joles was stunned.

Looking at the tall Sosia and the blonde girl Elise, his expression was puzzled.

He remembered last time he came, the graveyard didn't have these two women; are they Jackson's girlfriends?

Having two at once? What kind of skill is this?

"Elise, stop playing and clean up your trash; we have guests."

Sun Yan stepped forward to turn off the TV, instructing Elise who was lying on the floor.

Regardless of how capricious these graveyard members were normally, Sun Yan didn't mind, as they were all his people.

But when it comes to conducting business, professionalism in the graveyard must be shown; how unbecoming is a floor full of pizza boxes and soda bottles.

"Alright."

Elise put down the handle and got up, starting to clean up the living room trash.

"Sosia, make a cup of tea for Mr. Joles," Sun Yan said to Sosia and then invited Joles to sit on the sofa.

"Haha, Father Jackson, your home is livelier than the last time I visited."

Joles smiled: "This time the specific situation is like this, half a month ago, a Peninsula-born American tycoon named Park Guochang hired five bodyguards from the security company where I work, I am among them,

Our daily task is mainly to ensure the travel safety of the tycoon and his family, last week, the newborn child at the tycoon's home of just a few months old started having some issues,

Father Jackson, don't know if you've seen such a scene, a baby only a few months old, who sits up in the crib at night and claps its hands,

Even makes a long howl like an animal and various birds try to break the room's windows every day, everything seems to relate to that child."

Joles took out several photos from his pocket and handed them to Sun Yan.

The photos were exactly as Joles described: a red-skinned baby sitting in a crib, pouting and howling at the ceiling.

While the second photo shows numerous bird corpses sticking to the window glass, looking like moths on a screen, all having killed themselves by crashing into the glass.

The whole window looked blood-stained, with an inexplicable ominous feeling.

"If you've come to me, this tycoon must have also approached other exorcists he knows; what did they say?" Sun Yan inquired as he examined the photos.

"This American tycoon brought over two shamans from the Peninsula to investigate; they concluded that his family's ancestral grave had issues, causing the descendants to be affected."

Joles scratched his head: "The tycoon paid those shamans a sum of money to return to the Peninsula to resolve this issue, but it seems ineffective,

The child instead grew sicker, and after eating, would vomit black liquid resembling incense ash water, which the hospital checks can't identify."

Sun Yan leaned back, resting on the sofa and stroked his chin: "Classic signs of possession, just need to find the true source of the problem to solve it; convey to that tycoon, my rule is to receive payment before action,

If he transfers the 500,000 US Dollars, I'll immediately go to help solve his son's problem, and if not resolved, I'll refund double the amount."

Since handling Chief Henry's apartment homicide nights ago, realizing that the spiritual consultant's annual salary had been withdrawn without his knowledge, Sun Yan learned the lesson.

Any exorcism commission would be pre-paid before proceeding, to prevent future futile efforts.

Like the New York City Enchanting Demon incident, it was failing to adhere to this principle that led to the empty-handed result.

Now, no matter what, Sun Yan insists on seeing money before acting.

Although the Golden Seal collapsed completely while dealing with zombies, unable to channel mana through the Golden Seal to activate artifacts,

But the tradition in Youma Community has now been established. With the incense flourishing, Sun Yan can leverage the 'Incense Ash Magical Power' to have a new means to charge artifacts.

He can still unleash the power of those artifacts, currently boasting a luxurious exorcism configuration.

Such possession is confidently manageable; even facing any Evil God, Sun Yan dares to let them taste his Golden Halberd.

"Alright then, I'll inquire."

Joles hesitated a bit but took out his phone to call his employer's secretary.

Knowing Sun Yan's capability, even asking for upfront payment seemed reasonable to Joles.

Though, the tycoon might not think so; it all depends on the other party's decision.