Siamese Ghost Raising Technique

Ye Shu hesitated; he didn't want to create trouble, but he also couldn't bear to drive away Aiqier. She was his own daughter, with no one else to care for her besides himself.

Upon seeing Ye Shu's determined expression, Old Tree Man didn't try to dissuade him. He sighed softly, "If you insist on raising a vampire, you can only follow the path of ghost-raising. Currently, there's no other method. But I must warn you, practitioners of ghost-raising have never had good results."

Old Tree Man paused for a moment before continuing, "I once had a good friend, a person of great virtue, who unfortunately lost his beloved daughter. He then embarked on the path of ghost-raising, nurturing his daughter's soul. However, in less than ten years, his daughter completely lost control, devouring him completely, leaving only a pool of blood."

These words frightened Ye Shu, and Liu Youyou anxiously added, "Vampires can turn against their raisers."

Old Tree Man shook his head, "It's not the vampire turning against, but rather the malevolent spirits. Vampires are not souls; raising them is merely to satisfy their thirst, unrelated to the art of ghost-raising."

Relieved that Aiqier wouldn't turn against him, Ye Shu was curious. "Old sir, even though I can use the ghost-raising technique, I'm not raising a small ghost. How could malevolent spirits turn against me?"

Ghost-raising is essentially a dark art that keeps the souls of young boys and girls captive for personal use. It has nothing to do with Ye Shu, who only used his blood. "You're thinking too simplistically. In this world, countless wandering souls and ghosts exist. If you commit sinful acts, you'll be surrounded by Yin energy, and your Yang energy will gradually diminish. Haven't you noticed that many human criminals are gloomy? That's a manifestation of Yin energy; many spirits are already surrounding them. Being haunted in life and facing torment in the afterlife is unbearable. Upon reincarnation, they are thrown into the animal realm, becoming livestock at the mercy of others."

Old Tree Man's stern words sent shivers down Ye Shu's spine. It seemed that just neutralizing the chicken blood would accumulate sins, attracting malevolent spirits, and turning into livestock in the next life.

Liu Youyou, too, was alarmed. She grabbed Ye Shu and said, "Forget it, don't raise the vampire. We can send her back to Europe at some point and let her fend for herself."

Ye Shu furrowed his brows, unwilling to drive away his daughter. Old Tree Man silently observed him, awaiting his response.

After a while, Ye Shu sighed and said, "Is there really no remedy? Must raising a vampire lead to such a tragic outcome?"

Old Tree Man sighed again, "It seems you still want to raise a vampire. I won't say much. There is a method you can try in the art of ghost-raising."

Ye Shu felt a glimmer of hope. He eagerly inquired about the method, and Old Tree Man gravely explained, "There are different types of ghost-raising arts. My old friend practiced the Siamese (暹罗) ghost-raising art. Siamese refers to ancient Thailand, and this art originated from ancient Thailand, later modified and refined by Chinese ghost-raisers. It's a relatively gentle form of ghost-raising."

A gentle form of ghost-raising intrigued Ye Shu. He listened attentively as Old Tree Man continued, "First, buy an urn as a vessel. Then, put half a bowl of rice into the urn and drip three drops of blood into it. At midnight, choose the darkest alley, kneel in front of the urn, invite the spirits in, and accept their nourishment."

Ye Shu was taken aback. Inviting spirits into an urn seemed eerie and daunting. "Invite spirits into an urn?"

Old Tree Man explained, "This is a variation of the Siamese ghost-raising art. Unlike traditional ghost-raising, where the ghost-raiser actively imprisons souls, this method allows the spirits to choose whether they want to be nourished. Therefore, they won't become malevolent spirits, but you have to nourish them unconditionally, or they might get angry."

Old Tree Man finished with a sigh, "My old friend raised his daughter's spirit while also venerating Siamese spirits. Overburdened, his daughter eventually turned against him. The Siamese spirits, deprived of their master, also became malevolent and killed many people."

Regardless, ghost-raising was always dangerous, and the Siamese ghost-raising art merely reduced the risks.

After hearing the explanation, Liu Youyou firmly held onto Ye Shu and urged, "No raising. Let's go back."

Ye Shu was hesitant, weighing the options.

Back at home in the afternoon, Aiqier was still asleep. Ye Shu went to check on her, finding her sleeping peacefully with a cute expression.

Ye Shu kissed her and sighed quietly.

Watching from the doorway, Liu Youyou didn't say anything. Later, she went back to her room to practice, leaving Ye Shu to contemplate.

In the evening, when Aiqier woke up, she immediately jumped into Ye Shu's arms, complaining, "Big brother, I dreamt about you. You were carrying me and accidentally stepped on dog poop."

Ye Shu chuckled, taking Aiqier to lick the blood popsicle. However, she, hungry, almost spat it out upon tasting it.

Apologizing, Aiqier said, "Sorry, big brother. It seems I've grown up again."

Ye Shu, smiling reluctantly, went to the kitchen to drip more blood.

It seemed he needed to drip ten drops this time to satisfy Aiqier.

Worried, Liu Youyou came over, her face showing deep concern. Without hesitation, Ye Shu began dripping blood, and Aiqier, drooling, eagerly awaited.

After completing the blood-dripping, Aiqier immediately began licking the bowl. Ye Shu smiled, but suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

Turning around, he saw nothing, but the goosebumps remained. Something had breathed on his neck.

Panicked, Ye Shu grabbed Liu Youyou and told her about the strange occurrence. Liu Youyou, alarmed, quickly messaged Old Tree Man, asking for guidance.

Old Tree Man's response was concise: "Raise the ghost."

For the daring, they could try the Siamese ghost-raising art. It wasn't a joke; he had summoned a beautiful female spirit himself, currently massaging his shoulders.