Everyone's here to make money; nobody's so saintly as to defend Chu Yuying even though they know she's a fraud.

The saying "A colleague is your father's killer" holds true in any industry.

Since she has been able to maintain her identity for so long, it at least proves that Chu Yuying's identity is reliable.

I did ask a stupid question.

"Tell me, what question do you want to ask me?"

Chu Yuying took another sip of milk tea, her eyes narrowed beautifully, looking every bit like an innocent and naive young girl. Feng Yang couldn't see the slightest bit of the demeanor one would expect from a top-tier psychic.

These are all disguises.

She was certainly not as naive and innocent as she appeared; her mind had already become quite shrewd.

She didn't know Feng Yang.

This is the first time we've met.

That means the problem Feng Yang encountered was not a trap he set himself.

Chu Yuying is a charlatan. In her previous business dealings, she would learn about the customer's needs and then devise a plan to solve the problem, making the customer mistakenly believe that she had solved it herself.

Or perhaps they learned about the customer's needs in advance, then laid out a plan and waited for the customer to take the bait.

However, Feng Yang does not fall into either of the above two categories.

In other words...

First, he really did encounter a paranormal event.

Secondly, some of his peers had already set a trap, and Feng Yang had already fallen into it.

Chu Yuying immediately ruled out the first possibility. There are no supernatural events in this world, and as someone in the industry, Chu Yuying was certain of this.

So……

That's the second possibility.

"Are you trying to steal food from your competitors? Tsk tsk... To scare this kid like this, it seems your competitors are ruthless. But isn't it a bad idea to steal food from your competitors? I'm already hated enough. If this happens again, my reputation will be ruined."

Chu Yuying clicked her tongue, her eyebrows furrowing slightly, feeling that this matter was quite troublesome.

It seems that not all customers are lucky; some bring money, while others bring trouble.

"I want to ask... can a person who has died be brought back to life?"

Feng Yang's Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with particular difficulty, his expression grim.

"oh?"

Chu Yuying's heart stirred slightly.

The dead have come back to life?

"Go on."

Chu Yuying said calmly, "Tell me the whole story of what's troubling you. I won't bother you. I'll make a decision after you've finished."

"Of course, I can't guarantee that it can be solved. You understand, in our line of work, there are no problems that can be solved 100%. Everything depends on the severity of the situation."

Chu Yuying left herself a way out.

She planned to listen to Feng Yang's story first before deciding whether to take on this hot potato.

After all, one's own thoughts are ultimately just guesses.

What if it wasn't a setup by competitors, but rather something we're all scaring ourselves with...

The person in front of you is a lucky charm!

Chu Yuying felt that it would be a great act of defiance to refuse money offered to her.

"...Okay, thank you."

Feng Yang let out a deep breath, and the story began.

“My grandfather was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but he didn’t have a certificate. To put it simply… he was a barefoot doctor. I wasn’t born and raised in Jiang City. My family moved here from Yuzhou. Before we came to Jiang City, my grandfather lived in a village in Yuzhou and made a living by treating the villagers.”

"After a sudden change of events, our family could no longer stay in Yuzhou, so we fled to Jiangshi and have lived here ever since. Since our family fled here, my grandfather has become a bit superstitious and started to believe in supernatural and Taoist things."

“But we are from out of town, and we didn’t have any income at first. Everyone in Jiang City is very nice and not xenophobic, but we were unfamiliar with the place and Grandpa didn’t have any way to make money, so he could only continue to do his old job as a barefoot doctor.”

"Speaking of which... have you ever heard of the village guardian?"

Feng Yang countered with a question.

"I've heard of it. It's probably a role played by someone who is born with a disability. They say they can protect the village and exchange their intelligence for the safety of the entire village. They usually eat food from everyone's homes, and they go to weddings and funerals. The host will give them some food, cigarettes, and alcohol as payment."

Chu Yuying shrugged. The village guards were no secret; everyone knew about them to some extent.

She just couldn't understand why Feng Yang would suddenly bring this up.

Could it be that...

His grandfather became the village guardian?

But that doesn't make sense. Every village keeper must be a native of the village to be eligible to take the position.

Why appoint an outsider as the village guardian?

I'm afraid the village chief will be overthrown on the spot by protesting villagers the day he makes this decision.

“It wasn’t my grandfather who became the village guardian.”

Feng Yang noticed the confusion on Chu Yuying's face, gave a wry smile, and continued, "I heard all of this from my dad. I wasn't born yet. My grandfather didn't have any money, but he still needed a place to stay, right? So he could only stay temporarily at a relative's house in Jiang City. The relative lived in a village in the countryside, and they happened to be short of a barefoot doctor. My grandfather was the only source of income for my family at that time."

"The village guardian I just mentioned is someone my grandfather knew in the village, a man named Old Dog. Everyone in the village called him Old Dog because when he was a child, a small piece of his nose was bitten off by a wild dog. He didn't have money to treat it, so he could only get it treated hastily, leaving a scar that looked quite frightening. I suspect that the reason Old Dog became the eccentric village guardian was because he was infected by a wild dog but didn't have money to treat it. He toughed it out, and although he survived, he was left with a chronic illness."

"Although Old Dog is sometimes not very clear-headed and is prone to making mistakes, for some reason, he is very close to my grandfather, and that's how the two became friends."

"As the days went by, the family finally settled down and no longer went hungry. My dad and mom found new jobs, and the money my grandfather earned from working barefoot was no longer the family's only source of income. After we had some money, I was born."

"Because my parents were both busy and no one was there to take care of me, my grandfather stopped going barefoot and started taking care of me. In his spare time, he would find odd jobs to do, such as collecting eggs from the neighbors and then taking them to the city to sell to earn a little money."

“I was with them at that time, sitting in the back seat. Old Dog was with us too. He looked really scary. I used to cry a lot when I was little because of him. I just couldn’t stand it. But the two of them had a good relationship. They would often meet up to play chess or have tea. My grandfather also liked to take him with him when he went to the city. After spending more time with him, I stopped being afraid of him and didn’t cry much after that.”