Chapter 43 Paper Funeral Cart

Chu Ci had considered that Han Lang would be retaliated against, but she did not expect the retaliation to come so quickly.

She looked at the other person's dark forehead, a little curious, "What happened?"

The old lady was helped to sit on the sofa by her daughter-in-law. She cried and wiped away her tears as she explained what had happened.

It turns out that Han Lang's strange behavior had already begun to show signs last night.

The old lady said, "My grandson came back from outside last night, and he was in a daze. He wouldn't talk to me, and he wouldn't move when I asked him to eat. He just sat on the sofa."

"Later in the middle of the night, he suddenly got up and smashed all the mirrors in the house, including any reflective metal objects."

"I asked him what was going on, and he stood close to the wall, flustered, saying that there was someone behind him, that an old lady was clinging to his back."

"Because of this, he didn't even dare to sleep in bed, and kept his back pressed against the wall. He also asked me to put away all the mirrors and metal objects in the house, and to draw the curtains, saying that he could see the old lady's back from inside..."

Late at night, He Lihua and Master Fang, as the introducers, listened in and inexplicably got goosebumps all over their bodies.

The old woman wiped away her tears. "My eldest grandson finally managed to stay awake until dawn, then he couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep. I was relieved, but then he suddenly woke up, like a completely different person, searching everywhere for something to hang himself..."

Thinking of her eldest grandson's miserable state, the old lady cried so hard she almost fainted.

"My eldest grandson is only sixteen years old, he's not an adult yet!"

"What kind of short-lived, filthy ghost is this, with sores on its head and pus flowing from its feet, and rats and worms spewing from its seven orifices! It has even afflicted a child!"

"Master, I want it to never be reincarnated!"

He cried and cursed at the same time, and the last sentence was almost a scream.

After she finished cursing, the woman next to her, who was completely covered up, also started cursing, but she was much more refined than the old lady.

"Master, just name your price! I'll pay any price to get this blind, wandering ghost out of my Ah Lang's house!"

Chu Ci glanced at them, then looked at Han Lang's father.

He was in his forties, bald on top, with a protruding beer belly, dark circles under his eyes, and unsteady steps, looking as if he had been drained by alcohol and women.

Compared to Han Lang's grandmother and mother, he was almost the calmest, as if he had only come along to make a formality.

Noticing Chu Ci's gaze, he looked up and smiled, echoing his wife's words.

"Master, as long as you can resolve this matter and ensure my son's safety, you can name your price."

Chu Ci: "..."

She guessed that his family was still quite wealthy, and hadn't reached the point where they forced Han Lang to marry Bai Anna for money.

But his son was the culprit who made Bai Anna target Guo Miaotong. He offended Granny Guo. How long can his family still be rich?

Thinking of Granny Guo, she lowered her eyes, stepped forward, and pressed Han Lang's philtrum.

Amidst excruciating pain, Han Lang slowly awoke, his face pale.

Upon seeing Chu Ci, he blinked in confusion, "You are..."

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and began to struggle and scream.

"A ghost! A ghost! Guo Miaotong's grandmother is here! She's become a ghost, she's really become a ghost!"

"She's going to kill me! She's going to kill us all!"

He yelled and frantically touched his back, as if there was something on it.

Chu Ci glanced at the motionless Soul-Guiding Bell, watching him roll around on the ground, while his grandmother and mother beside him were nearly driven mad with worry.

"Master!" Seeing her eldest grandson about to bang his head against the wall, Grandma Han Lang rushed to Chu Ci and begged, "Please! Please save my grandson! I'll pay any price, please don't let him suffer any longer!"

She cried her eyes out, but Chu Ci only focused her gaze on Han Lang's father.

"Mr. Han."

She suddenly spoke, and Han Lang's father turned his head to look at her, revealing a toothy smile.

"Master Chu, how much money do you want?"

Han Lang's mother glanced at her husband, then at Chu Ci's young and beautiful face, and suddenly stood warily between the two.

The voice carried a veiled warning: "Master Chu, money is fine. Our Han family can afford any amount, but only if you cure my son. If you can't..."

Before she could finish her threat, Han Lang's grandmother grabbed her hair and pulled her aside.

"Shut up! Your son is possessed by an evil spirit, and you still dare to threaten the master? I bet you don't even want my grandson to be alright! You jinx!"

The woman was being held by the hair by her mother-in-law, and she begged for mercy in pain, but her mother-in-law did not let go at all.

Ignoring the farce, Chu Ci looked at Han Lang's father and calmly said, "I don't want money, and this matter can't be solved with money."

"You probably know very well what kind of person your son is without me having to explain. Of course, if you don't know, you can check with his school."

"The one who tied the knot must untie it. To resolve this, they need to publish an apology to the victim in the newspaper..."

Before she could finish speaking, Han Lang's father's expression immediately changed.

"no!"

Before he could continue, Han Lang's grandmother started making a fuss.

"No? What do you mean no!"

She rushed over and started hitting her son.

"My grandson is in this state, and you still can't accept it? Fine, then publish it in the newspaper!"

"Why publish it in the newspaper!" Han Lang's father was furious. "I just finalized a big deal with foreign investors. If they see me publishing an apology, the deal will be ruined!"

"Business? Is business more important than your son's life?!"

Grandma Han Lang grabbed her son's sleeve and slapped him hard.

"You're just like your father who died young, all you think about is money, money, money! You don't even care about your own son! We must publish an ad in the newspaper to save my grandson!"

Seeing his own mother making a scene, Han Lang's father's eyes darted around. He calmed his mother down and pointed at Chu Ci:

"Mom! Don't believe this liar! Ah Lang's mother is right. She's so young, what skills could she possibly have? How could she compare to Grandma Hui?"

"Besides, Mom, have you ever heard of anyone publishing an exorcism notice in the newspaper?"

He knew his mother best, and after he said that, his mother, who had been confused, stopped making a fuss.

Even the way they looked at Chu Ci became suspicious.

Chu Ci gave Han Lang's father a cold look and pointed to the door: "Since that's the case, then take care and don't bother seeing me off."

Grandma Han Lang moved her lips, and seeing her confident expression, she finally managed to force a smile.

"Master, that's not what we meant..."

Chu Ci interrupted her, "No need to say more, the only way to resolve this is to publish an apology in the newspaper. As for other methods, you can try them if you want."

Since she said that, Grandma Han Lang's expression wasn't very good, but probably out of fear of ghosts and gods, she didn't say anything more.

They were very polite even when they left.

After they entered the elevator, Master Fang and He Lihua, who had brought the group, felt a little awkward.

Master Fang: "Master, I originally just thought that since his family is powerful and influential, I wanted to introduce him to you so that they would owe you a favor. Who knew..."

Who knew that this family, who had been all smiles when they arrived, would change their tune as soon as they came in, and even said they wanted to go find Grandma Hui.

With that mouth that can turn a miserable couple into a perfect match, can it really solve such a big problem?

Chu Ci waved her hand dismissively, "It's alright. Their son committed a sin, and I never intended to help them anyway."

Master Fang and He Lihua exchanged a glance, both of them a little curious about the matter.

But seeing that Chu Ci's expression was not good and he seemed unwilling to say more, they did not ask any further questions.

"It's getting late, so we won't bother you any longer."

The two said goodbye, "Master, Grandma, you should both go to sleep early!"

Watching the two of them enter the elevator, Chu Ci turned her head and saw her grandmother standing behind her, looking out the door with a worried expression.

"Grandma." She walked over. "Did you hear what happened just now?"

"With them making such a racket, it would be strange if I didn't hear it."

Grandma glanced at her helplessly, sighed, and sat back down. Chen Xinxin, pale-faced, sat down next to Grandma.

She looked up at Chu Ci nervously: "Sister Chu Ci, is Han Lang like this because... Tongtong's grandmother?"

Chu Ci poured himself a glass and nodded.

Seeing that her face looked really bad, he said, "If you really don't want to go to school during this period, then don't go out and stay at home."

Although she has just transferred schools and should be studying hard, life is more important than going to school.

Knowing Guo Po's personality, she was very worried that Guo Po would take her anger out on Chen Xinxin.

Chen Xinxin probably thought the same thing, and immediately nodded, "Then I'll call the teacher tomorrow to ask for leave."

With that settled for now, and it getting late, Chen Xinxin went back to her room to sleep.

Grandma, however, remained seated at the table.

She frowned deeply, staring at Chu Ci, but her eyes were unfocused, clearly lost in thought.

"Grandma?"

She waved her hand in front of her grandmother, who then came to her senses.

She looked at Chu Ci with a serious expression and emphasized again, "Ci, the Han family and the Bai family are close. Don't interfere in the Han family's affairs. If the Bai family comes knocking on your door, don't get involved either. Understand?"

Chu Ci: "..."

“Grandma,” she said, her eyes probing, “do you have some kind of grudge against the Bai family?”

Grandma didn't want to say more, she just sighed, turned to the side and waved her hand.

"It's too late. I'll make you some calming medicine. Drink it and go to sleep."

Chu Ci wanted to ask more, but seeing her grandmother's figure suddenly hunched over, she ultimately didn't ask.

After taking the medicine, she felt sleepy and finally had the most comfortable sleep she had in three days.

And just as Grandma guessed, something happened to the Bai family tonight as well.

Anna Bai emerged from the bar reeking of smoke and alcohol, a cigarette dangling from her lips as she exhaled a thick plume of smoke into the chilly night.

She stood by the roadside and waited for ages before the car from home finally arrived to pick her up. She got into the car with an impatient look on her face and slammed the door shut.

"What's wrong with you?!"

She hadn't even settled into her seat when she started yelling at the driver.

"It's so cold outside, and you've kept me waiting this long? Believe me or not, I'll have my dad fire you!"

Faced with her unreasonable behavior, the driver didn't say anything, but simply started the car silently.

Not getting the answer she wanted, Bai Anna kicked the driver's seat hard. "Is your tongue sore and oozing pus? You can't even fart after being hit three times!"

The honest and unassuming driver remained silent, keeping a steady eye on the car.

Anna rolled her eyes at the driver's seat. The feeling of alcohol making her feel nauseous and uncomfortable, so she lay down in the back seat and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, the car was already parked in front of her house; she didn't know how long they had been there.

She started grumbling and picking a fight: "You didn't even call me when you got home, are you mute?!"

She pushed the car door, but it wouldn't open. Impatiently, she shouted, "What are you doing, you stupid woodlice! Open the door!"

The driver, whom she had called a "dead wood louse," didn't move for a few seconds before he seemed to react.

His neck made a "crackling" sound, and he turned his head like a piece of rotten wood, revealing a familiar pale face.

Granny Guo's tongue was black and almost reached her chest.

With a pale face, he smiled at her and said indistinctly, "I'm sorry, miss, it's not very convenient for me to speak."

Anna screamed and scrambled out of the car, heading straight for her mother's bedroom.

"Mom! Help me! Mom, open the door!"

She pounded on the door loudly, and soon footsteps came from behind it.

The door to her mother's bedroom was opened, but it was her biological father, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, who opened it.

Seeing her face was as white as a ghost, her father frowned deeply. "So late at night, and you reek of alcohol, where have you been gallivanting off to again?!"

Bai Anna completely ignored her and cried as she burrowed into her mother's arms on the bed.

Her mother quickly hugged her, startled by her icy body. "Anna, why are you so cold!"

Bursting into her mother's safe embrace, Bai Anna finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst into sobs.

"Mom! I've seen a ghost! Guo Miaotong's grandma came to see me! She came to see me!"

Mrs. Bai's face darkened, and she exchanged a glance with Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai frowned, and Mrs. Bai quickly hugged their daughter and gently comforted her, "When a person dies, everything is gone. How could she possibly come looking for you? You must have seen wrong..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a scream from Anna Bai.

"No! It really is her, she's the one who came to find me! She drove me back, it was her!"

Seeing that she looked completely terrified, Mr. Bai quickly sent someone to investigate.

A moment later, the butler, pale-faced and trembling, ran over to answer:

"Master, what Miss said is...it's true!"

"There really is a paper ghost carriage outside our door!"