Marco ran
 outside
. T
he bust in his hand wasn’t light. It wasÂ
difficult
Â
enough to
 just hold it, and nowÂ
he was inÂ
troubleÂ
because
 he had to run. After a few steps, the bust shookÂ
and
 fellÂ
to
 the ground with a low thud.Â
The female ghost reacted fast. She shot us a fierce glanceÂ
and
 turned into a red ring
, aimingÂ
at Dr.Â
Paolo
’s throat.Â
Paolo
 had just reached the body
 andÂ
was untying the body from the rope.Â
When he saw
 the ghostÂ
head
 toward him, he swiftly jumped off the ladder. He picked up the staff on the floor
 and gave me the other half. He said,Â
“This plan won’t work. The ghost is much more powerful than I expected.” Â
Then, he rushed out of the church. The ghost wanted to follow us at first
, but
 she then decided to stay
 and hoveredÂ
in midair to protect her body.Â
After we escaped,Â
Paolo
 casually threw his staff aside. He didn’t want to use it anymore. “WhyÂ
did
 the scepterÂ
break
?”Â
The scepter inÂ
Paolo
’s hand looked mighty. Moreover, from the bishop’s logo on it, it wasn’tÂ
an
 ordinary scepter. It was beyond my expectation that the scepter wouldÂ
break.Â
Â
Paolo
 shook his head
 and sighedÂ
deeply.Â
Marco
 secretly pulled meÂ
to
 the side
 and whispered,
 “The scepter isn’t similar to magical weapons. It only works when the user reads the spell. At that time, you didn’t read the spell. That’s why it broke so easily.”Â
“
Marco
, I’m so sorry…”Â
Seeing
 their expressions
, I knew I had carelessly destroyed their family’s treasure. I didn’t know how toÂ
compensate for it
.Â
Marco
 just smiled
 and comfortedÂ
me. “My father has many treasures. It’s not a problemÂ
that
 one
 is
 broken.”Â
I smiled, but I was thinking aboutÂ
the
 otherworldly items I should send them to compensate.Â
“I
’ve
 left some bugs on the corpse. The maggotsÂ
will
 grow and multiplyÂ
quickly
 in that
 dark
 castle. Countless maggotsÂ
will
Â
produce
 in one night. It should be enough to nibble the entire corpse
,
”Â
Paolo
 told me before he left.Â
However, t
hose men in black wouldn’t just stand and stare. The maggots could only hold back the female ghost from turning into a devil for a while. ItÂ
w
ouldn’t change the result.Â
Paolo
 suggested thatÂ
we headÂ
home to consider the solutions to deal with the devil. He implied that we shouldn’t put our hands in this
, but h
ow could I agree with him?
Early the next day, we took Yin Xinyue and Ru Xue to the airport to go home.Â
When we saw
 the two ladiesÂ
leaveÂ
safely, Li Mazi and I exchanged smiles.Â
Men are never afraid of challenges! We are afraid of hindrances! Since our loved ones were safe, we could followÂ
Paolo
 and have a good fight with that devil.Â
DuringÂ
the next few
 days, Li Mazi and I roamed around the big streets and small alleys of Milan. Eventually, we found a genuine peach wood sword.Â
The
 sword radiated a light red halo, and the handle was polished due to frequent use. After a long time of working in this business, I knew it was an antique from the Tang Dynasty right away. I offered the shopkeeper a high price to get the sword. However, he denied it. He allowed us to borrow the sword, but we had to return it after we were done.Â
In addition to
 the sword, I got two warm and smooth pieces of jade that could enhance the Yang energy for the wearer. IÂ
drew
 many spirit talismansÂ
when I returned
 to the hotel.Â
After the preparations were complete
, I askedÂ
Marco,
 “When can we start?”Â
“My father needs one more day to prepare. Tomorrow night, we’ll take action.”Â
I was stirred up, thinking thatÂ
the case
 would come to an end. I hoped no mistakes would be made at thi
s
 time. To ensure our safety, Li Mazi and I stayed in the hotel for the whole day
 as we waitedÂ
to take action withÂ
Paolo
 the next day. Unexpectedly, something really bad happened the next day.Â
Marco
 received a call from his housekeeper. The old manÂ
toldÂ
him that Dr.Â
Paolo
 wasÂ
dead
!Â
As
Â
Marco
 cried
Â
telling me the sad news, I was baffled. I followedÂ
Marco
 to his family’s ranch. We sawÂ
Paolo
’s body soaked in the swimming pool.Â
From the characteristic of the body,Â
Paolo
 had been dead for at least twelve hours. In other words,Â
he
 was dead whenÂ
Marco
 gathered with us last night to celebrate in advance
.Â
Marco
 didn’t blame the servants in the house
, and he didn’tÂ
investigateÂ
Paolo
’s death, either. He quietly preparedÂ
Paolo
’s funeral arr
angementsÂ
in a low-key manner. SinceÂ
Paolo
 was one of the most famous business benefactors in Milan, his funeral was held in the Cathedral of Milan.Â
Marco
 directlyÂ
placed
Â
Paolo
 into the coffin and sent the coffin to the main hall of the church as he was afraid that the devil had almost completed the transformation. Â
Li Mazi and I weren’t Christians. We didn’t enter the main hall as th
e ceremonyÂ
carried on. We just waited outside.Â
This church wasÂ
the largest Gothic church in the world
. EveryÂ
detail of this place looked so solemn
 and theÂ
followers inside looked pious
. They playedÂ
mournful music
.
I pulled Li Mazi
 and askedÂ
him to go outside for fresh air. He didn’t want to leave
 andÂ
enthusiasticallyÂ
showed
 me the surroundings. “Look, the Jesus statue here isn’t similarÂ
to
Â
the ones in other places
.”Â
“Is it?” I thought it was interesting
 and wentÂ
with him toÂ
look at
 the statue of the crucified Jesus.
Jesus was looking upward. HisÂ
limbs were nailed on the cross,
Â
and he had a Roman soldier’s silver lance stabbed at his side. The lance emitted cold light that could bewitch people’sÂ
minds
.Â
T
he most bizarre thing was that the tip of the lance had a beam of uncoagulated blood, which looked as if it had just streamed down a human body.Â
After the funeral mass was over,Â
Marco
 went out. Li Mazi and I said our condolences to him.Â
“I will inherit my father’s will. I will continue to fight theÂ
devil
. However, I’m not asÂ
good as him
. I don’t know what to do next.”Â
AlthoughÂ
Marco
 had announced to people that his father died of drowning while swimming, we knew it was the Longquan Villa who had assassinated him.Â
Marco
 had prepared a huge sum to invite the Bishop and other priests to help us expel the devil. I shook my head
 and toldÂ
him not to do so.Â
Paolo had passed away, so
Â
Marco
 had to takeÂ
care of all
 of his family’s business matters. However, his position in the company hadn’t been stabilized yet. If he createdÂ
a
 mess, people with dark
 andÂ
ambitious hearts would takeÂ
the
 chance to overthrow him and take away the family businessÂ
Paolo
 had been struggling his whole life to build and maintain.Â
After listening
 to me,Â
Marco
 accepted my idea,
 andÂ
dispiritedlyÂ
pulled
 his hair.Â
WeÂ
had toÂ
direct
 his attention by asking him aboutÂ
an
 irrelevant topic.Â
“What is that spear thing that has blood on it?” asked Li Mazi.Â
Marco
 followed Li Mazi’sÂ
gaze
. He answered weakly, thenÂ
lowered
 his head again
,
Â
“The Lance of God.”Â
Marco
 wasÂ
an enthusiastic
 young man.
Â
However, since his father suddenlyÂ
passed
 awa
y
, all the burdens had been laid on his shoulders at once. He became flustered and helpless.Â
That
 night,Â
Marco
 had to hold a vigil beside his father in the church. Li Mazi and I stayed with him.Â
There were only three of us in th
e
 vast church. The lights were switched off, leaving some big candles as the only sources of light. In this dark interior, the most eye-catching thing was the blood on the Lance of God.Â
I couldn’t control my curiosity. “
Marco
, do you know the origin of the Lance of God?”Â
“When Jesus was crucified by the Roma
ns,
 the wind roared and roamed the entire city at the moment he died. Dark clouds covered the sky as though God was crying. Three days later, a Roman sold
ier wentÂ
to check if Jesus was dead or not
. That
 soldier used his spear to stab his side.Â
B
lood spurted from the cut, and Jesus opened his eyes again. The Roman soldier wasÂ
greatly
 influenced
, and h
e became a Christian afterward. The lance that had Jesus’s blood later became the Lance of God or the Spear of Destiny.
Â
As Christianity was spreading fast and wide, Jesus graduallyÂ
became
 the supreme
 G
od in the hearts of Europeans. The lanceÂ
became
 the sacred item held in the Cathedral of Milan. PeopleÂ
say
 that no matter what time of the year it is, Jesus’s blood on the lance will never dry. It protects the entire city of Milan and the people living here. It can expelÂ
all
 devils!”Â
After listening to him, I nodded then closed my eye
s
.Â
That itemÂ
is
Â
a
Â
W
estern otherworldlyÂ
item
,Â
isn’t
 it?