6 Chapter 6

"Feel sorry."

In the end, it was Gu Yue who spoke first.

She looked at Zeng Yun with an apologetic look and said, "I said before that I would tell you the truth after all the flowers have bloomed. I might have to break the promise."

Zeng Yun was not too surprised, but when he saw Gu Yue's lost look, he felt sad for some reason.

Rather than knowing the truth, he didn't want to see Gu Yue so depressed.

Zeng Yun pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Actually, I don't really want to know about the past."

Since she doesn't want to say, why bother asking?

After all, I can find another way.

Zeng Yun thought for a moment and continued, "The past isn't that important. The present is the most important, isn't it?"

"Right now..."

Gu Yue lowered her head, and Zeng Yun couldn't see her expression. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Gu Yue raise her head and return to her relaxed look, as if the previous low pressure had never existed.

But she only managed a forced smile, then lowered her voice and muttered, "This... isn't necessarily a good thing."

"What?"

Zeng Yun didn't hear Gu Yue's words clearly, but Gu Yue just turned around, smiled, and said, "Nothing."

The situation is urgent, so let's focus on the present.

Two weeks before the holiday, when Zeng Yun was tidying up his desk, he saw the contact information that Ji Qiang had given him in the drawer.

Zeng Yun thought about it for a while, and finally sent a text message to Ji Qiang asking:

"What date are you coming home? Can you take me with you?"

Zeng Yun remembered Ji Qiang saying that his family drove to pick him up and there might be extra seats.

Ji Qiang replied to the message surprisingly quickly, obviously he was slacking off in class.

"what?"

"I want to go see that expert you mentioned before."

After receiving Ji Qiang's affirmative reply, Zeng Yun called the number again. Unexpectedly, the person who answered the phone sounded very young.

"Hello, who is this?"

When the clear voice came, Zeng Yun thought for a moment that he had dialed the wrong number.

After repeatedly comparing and confirming that he had pressed the right button, Zeng Yun asked uncertainly, "Excuse me..."

After opening his mouth, Zeng Yun didn't know what to say.

Are you an expert? This is too strange.

Can you handle paranormal cases here? Isn't this a bit too direct?

After hesitating for a while, when the other party was almost losing patience, Zeng Yun finally thought of what to say.

"Hello, I've encountered some strange problems, and someone told me that you can solve them."

The other party was obviously silent for a moment, then asked some basic information and agreed to it.

"If you have time, come to 103 Suzaku Street."

Two weeks later, Ji Qiang and Zeng Yun appeared together at No. 103 Zhuque Street.

On the way here, Zeng Yun looked at Ji Qiang with some confusion.

"Why are you still coming with me?"

Ji Qiang was not happy to hear this. "What you said, even if this person is someone my cousin knows, I have to accompany you to see him to feel at ease? Besides, you are in City C, and I brought you back. Can I still be a hands-off boss?"

However, a sense of responsibility is one thing, but more importantly, Ji Qiang is curious about the reason behind this strange thing.

But when the two of them circled Zhuque Street and finally stopped in front of a funeral supplies store, they were both a little bit unbelievable.

Ji Qiang looked around the shop again and again, and asked uncertainly, "Are you remembering it wrong?"

Such a question was really an insult to a good student like Zeng Yun, but he was a little unsure at this time. After all, this store looked small and shabby, and there was really nothing special about it.

There were even a few middle-aged ladies sitting on small stools eating melon seeds and chatting nearby.

Seeing the two men standing at the door struggling, the aunt spoke in dialect, as if she was talking to them.

Zeng Yun couldn't quite understand the dialect of City C, so he could only listen to Ji Qiang's translation.

After Ji Qiang finished chatting with the old lady, he told Zeng Yun that the funeral supply store was owned by an old man named Gong, and was now run by his grandson. Gong had lived here for decades and was knowledgeable about feng shui. People in the nearby neighborhood would come to him to calculate an auspicious date for a housewarming or wedding.

However, they are not sure whether he has any other abilities.

Just when Ji Qiang wanted to call his cousin to confirm the location, the door of the funeral home suddenly creaked.

The door was pushed open, and a frail young man wearing glasses stood inside. His face was so pale that he looked like he would fall down with a gust of wind.

He looked at the two of them, then locked his gaze on Zeng Yun.

"Are you the one who called earlier?"

Seeing Zeng Yun nod, the young man also nodded and motioned for the two to come in and talk.

The outside looks shabby, but there is a different world inside. The further you go inside, the more ancient and elegant the corridor layout becomes. However, the light is dim, which makes it look a bit depressing.

Entering the room, Gong Lingyao glanced at Ji Qiang and said jokingly, "I didn't expect that Aqiang could introduce guests to us."

After saying that, he poured tea for the two of them. The temperature of the tea was just right and the taste was just right, which even made Zeng Yun wonder if the other party had known the time of their arrival.

Zeng Yun was thinking this when he heard Gong Lingyao say with a faint smile:

"It's not that mysterious. It's just that you two were lucky enough to catch the first pot of tea."

Zeng Yun was startled by these words and looked up suddenly, but only saw the other person's kind smile.

The other party extended his hand to signal him to taste the tea, but at this time Zeng Yun wanted to know the reason for what happened to him.

However, at this point, Gong Lingyao shook his head helplessly, "I'm sorry, although I can see some marks on you, I'm not very skilled. Ah Qiang should have heard Qian Fan say that this kind of thing is usually handled by my grandfather, but he had to go out early this morning. I'm afraid you two will have to wait."

"Traces, what traces?" Ji Qiang was a little nervous when he heard this. "Could it be that it was really stained by something dirty?"

Gong Lingyao glanced at Ji Qiang lightly. Although the look was not aggressive, Ji Qiang felt a chill on his back.

Gong Lingyao glanced around and then said softly, "Be careful with your words."

Even Zeng Yun felt as if there was wind passing through the house just now.

Many items in the store are old, and have been imbued with spirituality over time. To humans, it is difficult to tell whether these items are spirits or monsters, so they naturally don't like to hear such words.

Gong Lingyao stood up to light the incense, but it went out for no apparent reason. He sighed helplessly and turned to ask Ji Qiang and Zeng Yun to leave first.

"I'm sorry, both of you..."

Gong Lingyao was halfway through his words when the door suddenly opened. The strange sight just now had already frightened Ji Qiang and Zeng Yun, and now they couldn't help but shrink back.

But the next second, as someone outside came in, the faint chill in the house suddenly disappeared.

Zeng Yun originally thought that it was Mr. Gong who had returned, but he found that the person who pushed the door in was a man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with some beard on his chin. He looked less than 30 years old, but he seemed to have a sense of majesty around him.

The man didn't look at Zeng Yun and the others, and said to Gong Lingyao, "Junior brother, these little creatures in your room seem to be a bit restless. Do you want me to help calm them down?"

After saying that, the man poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all in one gulp, and then placed the cup on the table.

Zeng Yun didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that when he said this, there seemed to be a flash of fire in the man's eyes, and the surroundings suddenly became much calmer.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

The next second, the incense in Gong Lingyao's hand was rekindled. He offered the incense and turned around to see his senior brother looking at Zeng Yun curiously.

"Brother, this guest is here to see my grandfather..."

Xue Mingyi pushed Gong Lingyao aside and said, "Get out of the way! Master-uncle has already left the city. How long do you want them to wait?"

"Ah?" Gong Lingyao was also stunned when he heard this. "But, Grandpa said before that they would come today, right?"

Since everyone knew that there were guests coming, why did they deliberately avoid them?

"Junior brother, I told you to study Kung Fu well with Uncle Master, but you just wouldn't listen."

Xue Mingyi stared at Zeng Yun, and a small flame rose between his fingers, but the next second he seemed to have discovered something and put the flame away.

Zeng Yun and Ji Qiang's eyes widened in shock at this scene. Was it a trick? Or was there really such a thing as magic?

At that moment, Zeng Yun felt as if his limbs were surrounded by a warmth, which then quietly dissipated.

"That little thing next to you is interesting, but it's no big deal. She means no harm and she won't be around for long."

After finishing speaking, Xue Mingyi looked at Gong Lingyao and said, "If you could handle this on your own, there would be no need for me to intervene in today's matter."

"Brother is right."

The two of them were talking to themselves, but Zeng Yun and Ji Qiang looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

Xue Mingyi knew what the two were worried about, and said lazily again: "Don't worry, that thing will stay with you for three days at most. After three days, even if she doesn't want to leave, heaven and earth will not tolerate it."

Zeng Yun had a bad feeling in his heart. He was not sure what the other party was talking about, so he could only ask: "Excuse me, what exactly are you talking about?"

The next second, Xue Mingyi's expression suddenly changed. He whispered, "Shut up!"

Zeng Yun thought that he had asked too many questions and annoyed the person in front of him, and hurriedly wanted to apologize, but was stopped by Gong Lingyao.

Gong Lingyao shook his head at him. Originally, Xue Mingyi was not talking to Zeng Yun.

The change of face just now seemed to be just a small episode, and Xue Mingyi returned to his peaceful and serene appearance.

"It will be gone in three days. Even if you know what it is, it won't be that important."

"But……"

"As for the disappearance of your memory, it has nothing to do with her."

Even Gong Lingyao could see that Zeng Yun was missing a soul, and that was the reason for his amnesia.

A person's soul is connected to his memory, but this is not man-made, it is only related to himself.

"It doesn't matter?"

This surprised Zeng Yun.

"Yes, if you want to find it, go home." Xue Mingyi continued, "Your house is located in the southwest, on a high place, and you will find it."

After saying that, Xue Mingyi looked at the two of them and said, "You can leave now."

Although there was still no substantive words, it at least gave Zeng Yun some direction and made the two of them feel a lot more at ease.

Zeng Yun looked at Gong Lingyao and asked cautiously, "So, what about the expenses..."

Gong Lingyao waved his hand, looking a little ashamed as he said, "It's just a small favor, and I can't help you much. I won't interfere with your karma, so there's no need to do that."

"That……"

Zeng Yun looked at Xue Mingyi quietly again. The other party helped a lot in this matter and pointed him in the direction. This should be considered as intervention... cause and effect, right?

Gong Lingyao smiled slightly upon seeing this, but did not answer for Xue Mingyi.

Xue Mingyi could only say, "Those things are unnecessary to me. You two should get out of here right away. Leave me alone."

But before Zeng Yun left, Xue Mingyi stopped him.

"That young man."

Xue Mingyi's eyes darkened for a moment, then he spoke: "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, so view them in this way."

Zeng Yun seemed puzzled, and Xue Mingyi said, "Some things should not be too persistent. We must know that there will always be a time for gathering and separation."

After Zeng Yun and the other two left, Gong Lingyao looked at his senior brother, somewhat puzzled, "Senior brother, what on earth was that guest carrying?"

If he saw it correctly, it seemed to be the ghost of the deceased. Ghosts always like to haunt people who are lacking souls or spirits, but Zeng Yun... didn't seem to be affected too much.

So at the beginning, when Zeng Yun asked for advice, Gong Lingyao could only say that he was not well-educated and could not understand.

"You didn't see it wrong, you just didn't understand it."

Xue Mingyi took out the judge's pen from his waist and turned it around a few times. Then a vague shadow appeared in front of the two of them.

If Zeng Yun was still here, he would recognize at a glance that the person in front of him was Gu Yue.

"You've already reached the Wangxiang Terrace, so why can't you let go? Even if you want to go back now, I'm afraid your soul may not be able to hold on."

The key point is that she actually escaped?

Although Gu Yue didn't know who the person in front of him was, since the other party knew all this, he must be a person with great powers.