Making Money Hard? I'm Raking It In By Drawing Souls in the Human World

Zhong Wan's life philosophy: Being poor is scarier than ghosts! A middle-aged leftover woman who has been unemployed for a year and is about to live on the streets, Zhong Wan gritted her teeth ...

Chapter 149 In a daze

Chapter 149 In a daze

Zhong Wan's eyes instantly lit up with a smile. She turned to Director Qin and continued to explain, "Since Director Qin has investigated my past, he should also know that my... well, that strange thing only started after I took over the shop and opened it."

“My grocery store is in a special location, which is more suitable for Mr. Du to stay there for a long time. It will be more conducive to his stability than if he stays near me or in other places.”

"As for these characters, they only appeared after that. The characters I write seem to have a special effect, containing a power that can reach people's hearts."

Upon hearing this, Director Qin looked down at the characters in his hand with a mixture of confusion and doubt in his eyes. In the end, however, he turned around solemnly and handed the document to the young man beside him: "Take a test."

"OK."

After Director Qin finished giving his instructions, his phone rang. He took it out and glanced at it, then looked at Zhong Wan and gestured, "Sit down first, wait for me."

"OK."

The group then returned to the sofa and sat down. Looking at the kind-looking Grandpa Zhou beside her, Zhong Wan smiled and greeted him again, "Grandpa."

"Um."

Grandpa Zhou nodded, reached for the cushion beside him, and handed it over.

Lin Yan'an quickly reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa."

He thoughtfully adjusted the cushions for Zhong Wan before letting her sit down.

Zhong Wan looked at the crowd in front of her, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes, but she still accepted his kindness without hesitation.

The next second, a blanket suddenly appeared in front of them.

The two turned their heads in confusion.

Pei Xingyao smiled and came over, taking a blanket and thoughtfully covering Zhong Wan's legs: "Auntie, cover yourself well, don't get cold."

"Hmm, not bad."

Lin Yan'an looked at her with satisfaction, sat down next to Zhong Wan, and reached out to tidy up the blanket for her.

Zhong Wan looked at the little girl with bright, eager eyes in front of her and thanked her with a smile, "Thank you, Yao Yao."

"Oh, we're family, why be so polite?"

Pei Xingyao naturally wanted to sit next to her.

Pei Xubai noticed her actions with his sharp eyes and coughed lightly twice: "Ahem, Yaoyao, hurry up and come back to do your homework!"

"If you don't concentrate, you can go upstairs and write!"

Upon hearing this, Pei Xingyao immediately wilted: "I understand."

She looked at Zhong Wan with reluctance and said, "Auntie, I'll go now."

"Okay, go ahead."

Pei Xingyao blinked and looked at Zhong Wan persistently, asking, "Auntie, when can Sui Sui come out to play with me?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of doubt flashed in Zhong Wan's eyes.

Lin Yan'an reached out and took her hand, then looked up at Pei Xingyao and urged, "Hurry up and do your homework, or when Sui Sui comes out, I won't let it play with you anymore!"

"Uncle!"

Pei Xingyao immediately glared at Lin Yan'an, clearly indignant.

Grandpa Zhou smiled and shook his head: "Alright, go do what you're supposed to do."

Pei Xingyao quickly nodded in agreement: "Understood, Great-Grandpa."

"If your aunt needs anything, just call me. I'll be right over there."

"good."

Zhong Wan watched her run off after she finished speaking and couldn't help but chuckle.

Just then, Director Qin, who had just gone out, returned.

He held the characters steadily in one hand, and his eyes became even more solemn as he looked at Zhong Wan.

Director Qin walked over and sat down opposite them. He leaned over and placed the characters on the coffee table. He looked at Zhong Wan with a complicated expression and said in a deep voice, "The characters do indeed contain energy, and the degree of energy varies."

Zhong Wan nodded: "Yes, different characters will have different effects, and those with more energy will have better effects."

Director Qin understood, his gaze towards Zhong Wan sharp and full of interest: "Very good."

"In that case, Comrade Zhong Wan, please take good care of your health first. There's no rush to write the report. You can write it after you've recovered. Right now, our work mainly revolves around Mr. Du and 'Folk Customs Record'."

"In order to maintain Mr. Du's condition, we need to requisition your grocery store. The specific amount will be transferred to your card later."

After Director Qin finished speaking, he looked at everyone present and said in a deep voice, "And in order to protect the research and development, everyone present needs to sign a confidentiality agreement."

After saying that, he looked at Zhong Wan and explained, "Before the project is completed, I don't want them to be disturbed, have their progress affected, or have their presence cause panic in society."

Zhong Wan understood: "Then what about those family members who saw ghosts before me?"

"Comrade Zhong Wan, rest assured, there are dedicated personnel responsible for monitoring online public opinion, and so far no such comments have been detected."

Director Qin paused for a moment, then added, "However, I still need you to write a detailed report, and I'll review it before we discuss it further."

"Okay, no problem."

Zhong Wan obediently agreed.

Director Qin glanced at Du Qian's illusory figure, then looked at Zhong Wan and asked in confusion, "Comrade Zhong Wan, are those ghosts you drew before still alive?"

Zhong Wan was taken aback upon hearing this, and slowly shook her head under his gaze: "Obsessions are resolved, and ghosts naturally go where they should go. The energy that sustains ghosts also naturally returns to nature."

The room fell silent immediately after those words were spoken, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy.

The resolution of obsession signifies the dissipation of the ghost.

So, Mr. Du...

The two professors, who had just been full of excitement, froze instantly, their expressions becoming increasingly complicated.

Professor Sun adjusted his glasses, his voice slightly hoarse, and said, "So, Mr. Du, he..."

Professor Li sighed, his tone filled with admiration and regret: "So, once the 'Records of Folk Customs' saw the light of day again, and Mr. Du's obsession was fulfilled, he..."

He didn't continue speaking, but instead said in a deep voice, "This is truly a tragic yet noble choice."

They are studying a historical figure, a unique historical figure.

His existence is solely due to his obsession, and it is this obsession that will ultimately lead to his own annihilation.

Their research is no longer just about history; it's also about bidding farewell to a respectable pioneer.

They were eager to decipher the "Records of Folk Customs" as soon as possible, to gain insight into a fragmented era in history.

But now this task seems to have been given an even more serious mission.

Just then, Du Qian's illusory figure swayed slightly in the air, and his calm yet aged voice broke the heavy atmosphere in the room: "Gentlemen, there is no need to grieve for me."

His gaze fell on the calligraphy brush: "I, Du, have survived for a thousand years, living in a daze, sustained only by that one stubborn obsession."

"If it weren't for Madam Lin's help in clearing my mind, I might still be trapped in anger, confusion, and distress, which would be of no benefit to either myself or others."

"I am fortunate to have your help now, and it is hoped that my life's work will not be forgotten. This is also the greatest comfort to me for what I have persisted in throughout my life."