Yuncheng Experimental No. 1 High School.

After school started, most seniors lived on campus. They had evening self-study classes, and substitute teachers took turns answering questions. Of course, some students were day students, as was Wang Jiaxing.

"Wang Jiaxing, have you handed in your math homework?" the class monitor asked after school.

"Yes."

Wang Jiaxing looked pale.

"I remember you handed it in this morning, but I can't find your workbook. Could you please look for it again—" The class representative shuddered at Wang Jiaxing's gaze and stopped talking, saying, "Never mind, forget it. I'll look for it again."

Wang Jiaxing stared at the class representative with a gloomy gaze for several seconds before turning around and walking away, his bag on his back. The class representative breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to the students nearby, "Have you noticed Wang Jiaxing has been acting strange lately? Is he feeling unwell? He looks pale, and he's looking at people with his eyes rolled back."

"It was like this last semester. Have you forgotten that fight he had with Wu Quan from Class 2? For a long time afterward, he was always irritated with everyone he disliked, and when asked why, he wouldn't explain. His grades also declined, but he's made significant progress this semester. Is there anything you can do about it?"

His classmates weren't particularly concerned about why Wang Jiaxing had argued or why he felt unwell. Instead, they were focused on how Wang Jiaxing's grades had improved. The class representative shrugged and said, "How would I know? His family's wealthy, so maybe he hired a tutor at night."

Sun Hui was cooking in the kitchen while her elementary school-aged daughter was in the living room. Suddenly, she ran to the kitchen door, her sketchbook in hand, and called out, "Mom, my brother's back."

"Well, let's eat right away."

"Mom, I don't want to eat. My brother is so scared."

"Why are you afraid of your dear brother? You used to love him the most." When Sun Hui heard her daughter say this, she remembered that when her son came home from school, her daughter was always the happiest to hug him and act coquettishly to play with him for a while. But now her daughter can't even hide from her son.

Especially since her son locked the door securely as soon as he entered his room. His expression grew increasingly grim, as if his energy and spirit were drained. Sun Hui, thinking of her son's stressful senior year, hadn't considered anything else. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She patted her daughter on the head, letting her play on her own, and quietly went to her son's room.

The door is locked.

Sun Hui thought for a moment and went around to the balcony, where she could see her son's room.

The curtains were closed tightly, with only a slit so that I couldn't see my son, but the light in the room flickered.

Wang Jiaxing sat on the ground, surrounded by candles. On the ground lay a blood-stained old shirt. He held a knife in one hand and pulled open his long-sleeved school uniform with the other. His arms were covered in scars, and his face was pale. The tip of the knife cut into his clothes, spilling blood. He muttered to himself, "I hope Wu Quan dies. I hope I can get into a good university. I hope Wu Quan dies..."

There was a small notebook on the table. Lu Cijiu lowered his head and took a pen to calculate the accounts.

The kids need to prepare winter clothes. Even buying them online would be a huge expense. A sweater, thick pants, and a thick coat—can't just buy one set? They need to have plenty of spare change, plus both thin and thick items. I've also bought my winter down jacket. The temperature in Yuncheng drops dramatically in late autumn, not to mention the chill in the mountains.

All these heating equipment need to be installed.

The bedding is also complete.

All kinds of things.

Lu Cijiu frowned. Ever since he solved the problem with his top VIP customer, he hadn't opened a shop again. Driver Lin and the other two's amulets didn't count.

The institute's expenses are too high, and every meal includes meat and fruit.

The cubs had suffered physical damage before. The nine-tailed fox only had six tails now. The little guy didn't say it, but Lu Cijiu knew that every night before going to bed, he would secretly touch his tail and whispered to himself when he could grow a new one.

As for sending them to kindergarten, actually, according to their ages, all four can be sent. The main reason is that Lu Cijiu wants to raise them a little longer and send them when they are strong enough. That is after the Chinese New Year and the beginning of spring.

It's all money.

Lu Cijiu closed the notebook. He did have some savings, but he was unsure if the business would remain closed. He was just considering whether to start a side business selling talismans online when he heard the phone ring.

I saw it was Lin Zhenguo calling.

Is there something wrong again?

"Master Lu, I have a friend named Wu who's in real estate. He's from our area. Something bad happened to his son. He almost died last night. He said he saw a ghost and that the ghost wanted to harm him. The child is in a very bad mental state now..."

The other party was anxious and impatient and said he would be there soon.

After ending the call, Lu Cijiu clapped his hands and said, "There's business."

Half an hour later, two luxury cars stopped at the Haishan intersection. Someone got out of the car. The driver pushed a wheelchair from the trunk, holding a boy of about seventeen or eighteen, who sat on it and pushed it.

"Zhen Guo, is the master you mentioned really useful?"

"You are very smart and have deep knowledge of Taoism. Don't treat me badly when you see me later because you are young." Lin Zhenguo warned.

The man's face was filled with anxiety, and he was desperate to find a cure. He said, "If he can save my son, I'll even call him Dad."

The way down to pick someone up is old: ... duck doesn't have to be real.

My son has filled up the place.

Lin Zhenguo also saw Master Lu coming down. He didn't know if he had heard what Old Wu had said excitedly. He stepped forward and smiled, diverting the angry words of "Dad" and introducing him, "Master Lu, he is Wu Gao from Jingke Real Estate."

"Hello, Master Lu." Wu Gaoyi saw that the man was a young man, like an intern who had just graduated from his company. If Lin Zhenguo had not solemnly reminded him on the way, he would have really neglected him.

Lu Cijiu frowned when he saw Wu Gao's face.

"You are destined to have no descendants."

Wu Gaoden stared with his eyes wide open. If Lin Zhenguo hadn't been beside him, he might have taken action. He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

"You lost your parents at an early age, and your marriage palace is a dead end. You will be unlucky for your father, mother, and wife, and your luck with descendants is not strong either. You have a face that is difficult to support alone." Lu Cijiu did not like Wu Gao very much. This man was ruthless in doing things. Glancing back through the two of them, he thought that Wu Gao's 'sole tree' should be the one on the wheelchair.

"You have this calamity in your life. If he dies, you will never have children again. Since you have come here, if you listen to me, I will save you. If you hesitate and can't do it, just come back. I can save him this time, but he will suffer disaster again in the future."

After Lu Cijiu finished speaking, he waited for Wu Gao's answer.

Lin Zhenguo had never seen Master Lu like this before. His words were so blunt and unforgiving. Looking at Wu Gao again, his face was all shades of blue, red, and purple. Lin Zhenguo was afraid Wu Gao would start a fight. If he did, he would have to protect Master Lu.

Wu Gao wiped his face and said sincerely, "Master Lu, you're right. My parents passed away early, and I married three wives. They all died of illness or in car accidents. People say I'm so cruel that I didn't even spare my own wives, and that I'm a heartless person who would destroy the bridge after crossing it. But I swear I never did. This was all the result of my third wife's difficult birth. I'm almost sixty, and I only have this one son. Please, Master Lu, save me."

Wu Gao made his fortune thanks to his wife.

His first wife was the only daughter of a factory manager. After their marriage, they agreed to have two children, one with his wife's surname and the other with Wu Gao's, effectively marrying into the family. But who would have thought that after five years of marriage, they still had no children, and his wife was diagnosed with cancer. Heartbroken by the loss of their beloved daughter, the elderly couple handed the factory over to Wu Gao.

The second was a divorced daughter of a wealthy family. They were both career-oriented and worked hard together, but three years later, she was in a car accident on the way to a meeting. The third was a girl from a sports college, strong and lively, but who knew she would die in the delivery room.

Wu Gao collapsed at that time. When he was forty years old, he had a son, Wu Quan, whose name means "everything is complete".

After that he never dared to marry again.

Wu Gao doted on his son, giving him everything he wanted and raising him meticulously until he was seventeen. But then something terrible happened. He was on a business trip when he heard the family nanny say Quanquan was possessed by ghosts and was threatening to kill him. Wu Gao rushed back immediately. If he hadn't ordered his son to be tied up, Wu Quanquan would be dead now.

"Master, no matter how much I earn, if I lose everything, what's the point of living? You tell me what you want me to do, and I will do it." Wu Gao can even call Lu Cijiu dad, so what else is there that he can't give up?

Lu Cijiu said: "First, doing good deeds is not just about donating money. You and your son must do it yourself, at least for a month every year."

"OK."

"Second, Wu Quan, you must discipline him strictly. To be honest, your son's face shows that he will cause great disasters in the future. If I don't save him, his bones will be rotten, and he will hurt and kill people. It's all karma. When the time comes, he will end up in a miserable state. Why should I waste my efforts now?"

Wu Gao had no idea his son would be like this in the future. He wanted to refute that it was impossible, as all his family members were very well behaved. But for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to say it. He nodded heavily and assured, "Master, don't worry. I will discipline him strictly."

"He is not my son. His life or death depends on you." Lu Cijiu said this deliberately so that Wu Gao would take it seriously.

Sure enough, Wu Gao's eyes were firm. What was wrong with strict requirements for the sake of his son's life?

"Master, what about the third one?"

"That's all." Seeing that Wu Gao was still looking forward to the third one, Lu Cijiu said with a smile, "Wu Quan is too big a name. It's better to call him Wu Sansheng."

I examine myself three times a day.

Wu Gao had no objection. No matter what he was called, he was still his son, and the name was given by the master.

"Okay, I'll change it for him later."

Lu Bijiu: ...

"Carry him up."

The cubs in the shelter were all playing in the yard. They weren't afraid of strangers, and would call out to them and then sit down and continue playing. Lin Zhenguo said to Wu Gao, "These four are Master Lu's Taoist children."

“…” The road bids farewell to the old one.

Never mind, I can’t explain it clearly.

Without inviting anyone into the living room, the sun was shining brightly at noon. Lu Cijiu said to Lin Zhenguo, "Mr. Lin, please make yourself at home."

"Hey, Master Lu, don't worry about me."

Lu Cijiu didn't bother to be polite. Although he nominally had an assistant, who would dare to order Diao Zong to serve tea and water?

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"When did it happen?" Lu Cijiu pinched Wu Quan's pulse in the wheelchair with two fingers.

Wu Gao: "A week ago, everything was fine. I was on a business trip. Last night, the nanny said Quanquan was in the room shouting, 'There's a ghost, stay away, it's going to kill him.' The bodyguard went in to see Quanquan lying on the ground, convulsing, holding a piece of vase glass in his hand and trying to cut his throat, but the bodyguard stopped him and tied him up."

"I rushed back overnight. When I woke up, Quanquan kept saying that a ghost wanted to kill him last night. It was a young female ghost. I asked a doctor to see him. Quanquan got angry and said it was a ghost and wanted to come after him again."

Lu Cijiu glanced at the bodyguard behind Wu Gao. The tall and strong man looked righteous and full of masculinity. He said, "He was a soldier before, right? He saved your son's life. If he hadn't rushed in in time, he would have been dead."

Wu Gao broke out in a cold sweat, fortunately he had a bodyguard at home.

"Master, what happened to Quanquan?"

"Ghosts harm people."

Lu Cijiu spoke calmly, as if the ghost harming people was no big deal. Wu Gao felt a little relieved.

A piece of talisman paper burned and melted, then was thrown into the water cup. Lu Cijiu lifted Wu Quan's chin with one hand and poured the water directly into the cup.

As soon as the talisman water was poured in, Wu Quan woke up immediately. The tall and strong young man screamed, "There's a ghost, don't come over here, ghost, ghost!" Lu Cijiu pinched Wu Quan's middle finger, and Wu Quan felt a sudden tingling in his finger, and his mind cleared up.

"Dad!!!" Wu Quan howled.

Lu Cijiu who was standing in front of him:...What are the hobbies of the Wu family father and son?

"Dad, there is a ghost. There really is a ghost. Believe me."

Wu Quan, 5'8", a reasonably strong man his age, was now weeping like a baby in his wheelchair. Father and son, one crying while the other soothed him, finally quieted him down. He was terrified. Knowing Lu Cijiu was a master, he dared not say anything. Otherwise, he would have been sarcastic and dissed, questioning the master's youth.

Saved a beating.

Gong Xichao was watching from the side.

"Where have you been lately? What have you gotten yourself into trouble for?"

Wu Quan recalled, his face pale, and said, "I usually had a driver to pick me up when I went to and from school, and on weekends I had parties at home, swimming, karaoke, and racing cars."

"You're not even eighteen, are you?" Lu Cijiu thought something was wrong and asked, "Is the speeding route too remote at night?"

Wu Gao: "Quanquan likes racing. I opened a special track where he usually races. He has been doing it for two years. It's clean and there won't be any problems."

The road to the old:!

Master Lu is very disappointed.

He nodded indifferently and let Wu Quan continue.

But Wu Quan thought for a long time and couldn't come up with anything suspicious. He was usually accompanied by bodyguards except when he was at school. The bodyguards nodded one by one, and added a few more words with good memories, saying that there was nothing suspicious.

"That's man-made." Lu Cijiu frowned, "Who have you offended?"

"That's a lot." Wu Quan didn't dare lie anymore, and he told her everything. The list was as long as a supermarket shopping list, afraid that if he let anyone off the hook, everyone would be considered a problem. "...I stole his girlfriend, and then there's this. He didn't give me face during summer vacation, and he even had the nerve to fight me..."

This is not a high school student, this is a school bully.

Lu Cijiu looked at Wu Gao and asked, "Is this the good and obedient son you mentioned?"

Wu Gao was also embarrassed and scolded his son. When Lin Zhenguo heard this, he thought that his son was still pretty good. With Wu Quan being like this, how could Old Wu have boasted about it before and still be an excellent student in Experimental High School?

"They're probably all here." Wu Quan said that, then saw that his father looked unhappy, thought about it, and said nothing.

Wu Gao knew at a glance that he hadn't said the whole story. "What else is there? Put it down!"

Wu Quan: ??? Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you possessed by a ghost?

His father wouldn't have said that before. But Wu Quan attributed it to his recent self-exposure. His father still had to save face in front of outsiders, so he said reluctantly, "It probably wasn't that kid Wang Jiaxing. He's a nerd who only knows how to study, and he's in Class 1."

No need to rush, Wu Quan has said everything. Anyway, he has already shaken off so many things, so it doesn’t matter if one or two are the real problem.

"Last semester, Wang Jiaxing and I were assigned to the same exam room, just sitting in front of each other. I asked him to lend me the answers, but that idiot told the teacher and got me kicked out. I lost face in front of Lin Xinxin, so I decided to play a trick on Wang Jiaxing. It was just a joke."

Lu Cijiu's voice turned cold. "It's just a joke when you're familiar with them, but it's just school bullying when you're not familiar with them."

Wu Quan subconsciously wanted to swear, but his temper kept him under control. As a result, his father hit him on the head and told him to confess and not to offend the master. Wu Quan was terrified at the thought of ghosts and had no shame in saying, "I looked up Wang Jiaxing's background and found out that his father was a small-time contractor who took odd jobs at construction sites. That day after school, I cornered Wang Jiaxing in a toilet cubicle, doused him with a bucket of water, and showed him a video of his father bowing like a grandson, almost kneeling, when asking for money."

The Wu family was in the real estate business in Yuncheng. Wu Quan was a little bully and an only child. He found out that Wang Jiaxing's father was a foreman and someone wanted to curry favor with him, so they sent him this. Wu Quan was very proud of it and stopped Wang Jiaxing on the spot.

"What else?" Lu Cijiu thought it wouldn't be that simple. "Is there a video?"

Wu Quan: "I said that as long as Wang Jiaxing kneels down and begs me and apologizes to me, I will delete the video."

Lu Cijiu's face suddenly turned cold. Wu Gao had been doing business for so many years and was a shrewd man. Seeing the master's expression, he was afraid that the master didn't want to save his son. He slapped his son and begged bitterly: "Master Lu, please save my son. I will teach him a lesson for his mistakes in the future. Please give him a chance. Kneel down before the master, you beast."

"No need." Lu Cijiu said coldly.

Gong Xichao said: "One million, this rubbish is so angry that he's leaving."

Wu Gao naturally didn't say anything and didn't get angry when his son was called trash. It was because he had not taught his son well.

Lin Zhenguo: I feel like I made 100 million before.

"No matter whether it was Wang Jiaxing or not, you must not retaliate against the Wang family afterwards. If it was really Wang Jiaxing who did it, it was your son's fault." Lu Cijiu did not say that if an ordinary person conspired with a ghost, the consequences would be dire.

Fortunately, no one was killed.

Wu Gao naturally agreed.

"Then wait until the female ghost comes to the door."

Seeing it was getting late, Lu Cijiu went to cook, but there was no portion for the Wu family father and son. Wu Gao felt ashamed after hearing what his son had done, so he sent the driver to town to buy food. However, Lin Zhenguo managed to get something to eat, and he was very happy. Master Lu was really a good cook.

After 8pm.

The gate to the courtyard is open.

Gong Xichao removed the barrier in the institute and concealed the remaining demonic energy on the four cubs.

Lin Zhenguo, Wu Gao, the bodyguard, and the driver all had to leave the courtyard and enter the living room. The entire courtyard was now pitch black, and only Wu Quan was left sitting in his wheelchair, shivering, like bait.

The cubs pried at the door, curiously looking out at the yard through the crack. Lu Cijiu took them away, hushed them, and the four sweet kids sat on the sofa. Fearful yet curious, Lin Zhenguo hid behind the door, looking out at the yard through the glass window.

Wu Gao was the same, but he looked worried and didn't dare to urge Master Lu to go out.

A gust of cold wind.

"Here she comes, here she comes." Wu Quan wailed.

The courtyard was set up with a formation, and several men hiding inside saw the "female ghost." It was a young girl, seemingly underage, with a delicate and fair complexion, wearing a red dress.

"Master, Master Lu, I was wrong, I was really wrong." Wu Quan cried with tears and snot.

The ghost tilted her head and floated into Wu Quan's sight, saying in a sinister tone, "You are such a rich bad guy and you deserve to die. You deserve to die, you deserve to die—"

The voice became more and more shrill, and I didn't know what he was thinking about.

Wu Quan was so frightened that he almost fainted. His legs started shaking and he became incontinent.

"Stop it." Lu Cijiu came out and made a hand gesture. The female ghost saw that something was wrong and wanted to escape, but was trapped in the formation. She looked at Lu Cijiu viciously.

"Judging from your age, you're a student from the new era. If you have anything to say, sit down and talk it over. If you use force, don't blame me for not warning you that the consequences could be disastrous." Lu Cijiu negotiated, "There's no need for violence."

The female ghost seemed to be considering and thinking.

Lu Cijiu sighed and said, "You've been dead for less than five years. You should have been an earthbound spirit before. What opportunity allowed you to come out?"

This time, the ghost girl didn't hesitate. The opponent knew even this, so she was no match. The fierceness in her eyes faded, and her appearance changed. Her delicate fair complexion was gone, and the red skirt was gone. She must have been in her death state. She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, her clothes were torn, and her body was covered in bruises and scars. Her neck was cut, the flesh turned inside out, and her head was about to fall off. Half of her delicate face was burned, and her miserable appearance showed what she had suffered in life.

"That's how you killed Wu Quan last time?"

The ghost girl nodded and said, "I don't want him to die easily. The contrast would be more frightening."

No wonder Wu Quan was so scared.

The ghost girl's name was Li Qian. She was from another place, and her parents were divorced, each with their own family. Four years ago, when Li Qian was in her first year of high school, she met a boyfriend online. After a few months of dating, her boyfriend said, "You can't continue studying. Why don't you just come to Yuncheng and I'll support you? Why bother studying?"

The boyfriend was rich and had transferred a lot of money to Li Qian. Li Qian believed it and went along with the money.

I didn't expect it to be a perverted massacre that lasted for three whole days.

After Li Xi's death, she was encased in cement, trapped in the same spot, unable to escape. The man disappeared. Later, when the area was demolished, an excavator unearthed Li Xi's remains, leaving them exposed to the sun. Fearing delays to the project, the developer sealed the matter and had the remains thrown away.

It's covered in cement anyway.

That evening, after Wang Jiaxing finished his exam, he was bullied and drenched in cold water. He returned home and played with the Pen Fairy. Wu Quan was too rich, and Wang Jiaxing hated him, but he was powerless. He could only put his hope on this curse from ghosts and gods, but he didn't expect to summon Li Qian.

Li Qian hated rich people, and agreed to help after knowing Wang Jiaxing's situation. However, its body was broken into pieces, and after being exposed to the sun for several days, its ghost energy was insufficient, so Wang Jiaxing used his own blood to feed Li Qian.

"This jerk is so despicable. He said Wang Jiaxing's father is a dog with no money or power and can only kneel. What's the point of Wang Jiaxing having good grades? He will still be a dog after graduation..." Li Qian said with gritted teeth. "Wang Jiaxing has had nightmares for several days."

Li Qian and Wang Jiaxing have a lot in common.

Lu Cijiu nodded and said seriously: "Wu Quan is indeed a bad guy."

Li Qian's hatred faded away, and she told Wang Jiaxing her wish.

"Can you still help Wang Jiaxing study?"

Li Qian shook her head. "I'm just a poor student. I can't concentrate on my studies. He cuts his wrists every day and studies because the pain keeps him awake. I've never seen anyone so eager to learn."

“…” The road bids farewell to the old one.