Chapter 15: Going to Zuo Huai Niangzi is very healthy and has great strength...
When Di Ting woke up, he suddenly found that the familiar atmosphere in the courtyard had disappeared. After asking Zhi Yi, he learned that Jiang Yu Zhi had gone to see the notice alone with Bai Yan.
When it arrived at the government office, the crowd had already dispersed, so it followed the scent to the city gate.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the ghost was alright.
As they passed by, Di Ting was so anxious that he couldn't remember how to hide himself, which attracted the attention of passersby.
It let out a long howl, leaped over the white inkstone, and pounced straight onto Jiang Yuzhi's legs.
"Woof woof, woof woof!" You scared me to death, Zhizhi!
The young woman, her face beaming with excitement, was followed by several dogs acting suspiciously behind her.
"Have you slept enough?" Jiang Yuzhi lowered her eyes and rubbed the big white dog's head.
"Woof." That's enough.
Forgetting that she couldn't understand its barking, Jiang Yuzhi didn't ask any more questions and looked at the young women peeking out from the doorway.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
The young woman at the head of the group stepped forward and said apologetically, "Excuse me, miss, we saw this dog on the street and it seemed to be looking for something. It was so cute that we couldn't resist following it and wanted to play with it."
Several pairs of large, watery eyes looked at Jiang Yuzhi pleadingly.
"Why don't you ask it if it's willing?"
All eyes turned to Di Ting in unison.
Thick fur covered Di Ting's red cheeks. He's really popular. Hehe, it's not bad to do serious business and play with them.
Di Ting turned its head away shyly, its big tail swishing rapidly and striking Jiang Yuzhi's calf.
“It is willing.” Jiang Yuzhi silently took a few steps back, avoiding Di Ting’s tail, and answered the few young girls who were only eleven or twelve years old with a smile.
"Thank you, Miss! We live in the Salesian Home. You are welcome to come and visit sometime. Mr. Zhong has been teaching us many interesting things lately."
"Okay, I will." No one could refuse the young ladies' sincere invitation.
Just as I was about to send Di Ting away, it suddenly started to struggle, clearly having something to say.
"It's being affectionate, would you please go outside and wait a bit? It'll be here soon."
"Okay!" The young lady at the head of the group led them away cheerfully, accompanied by bursts of laughter and chatter.
Bai Yan emerged from the shadows of the blind spot by the doorway. "A-Ting is very clingy to you."
"It's been with me for a long time."
As Di Ting's emotions subsided, he noticed the repulsive man was also there and immediately began to bar his teeth, only to have Jiang Yuzhi grab his mouth.
Only after it made a whimpering sound of compromise did the mouth regain its freedom.
Bai Yan squatted down and hugged Di Ting's head, revealing a silent, triumphant sneer where Jiang Yuzhi couldn't see. He then immediately let go, saying, "It's very cute. I can stay with you from now on."
Di Ting transformed its anger into motivation, sniffing carefully around the simple brick house.
"..."
Jiang Yuzhi didn't know how to answer, so she remained silent.
The man was not discouraged. He chuckled and thought, "There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so there's no rush."
"Woof!"
Di Ting actually discovered something.
Jiang Yuzhi walked quickly to its side; it was a kang bed.
Di Ting first nudged the soothing bell at her waist, then called out to the bed.
It means that there is the atmosphere of the "Sheji Tu" (a mythical Chinese painting) here.
The kang bed was the object that the Zhou family had the most contact with, so it's not surprising that it had some stains on it. However, Zhou Quan hadn't been here for several days, so the scent should be that of the Zhou family mother and son.
The most likely candidate is Zhou Yong.
As for why the Soul-Soothing Bell didn't react, it's probably because its power was too weak. Initially, when it approached Zhou Quan, the Soul-Soothing Bell didn't ring either.
It seems that the Zhou family mother and son will definitely be kept under our watchful eyes. We still don't know what the conditions are for the remaining power of the Sheji Tu to break free from its host body.
If it comes to death like Zhou Quan's case, then that would be troublesome.
"What did you find?" Bai Yan saw that she was lost in thought again and didn't speak for a long time. He leaned out from behind Jiang Yuzhi to see what was on the bed.
"No." She turned around subconsciously. They were too close, and Jiang Yuzhi's nose bumped into his shoulder with a dull thud.
Bai Yan felt a sharp pain, as if his shoulder had been struck by a blunt object. Unable to withstand the blow, he clutched his shoulder and staggered back two steps.
Jiang Yuzhi's nose tingled, but it didn't hurt. However, seeing Bai Yan's condition, she knew something was wrong and quickly went forward to support him.
"How is it? Does it hurt? I didn't use any force."
Words hurt Bai Yan more than a blow. His wife's gentle bump felt like it took half his life. What right did he have to be with his wife?
"No, it doesn't hurt." Bai Yan gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words.
"But you look..."
"It really doesn't hurt. What did Yuzhi discover? Tell me." Ouch, my wife, don't look at me like that, I'm about to lose control of my expression.
Listen to their wicked laughter, ha, they deserve it.
"Um...it's nothing. I've slept in beds like this before, and I miss them." Even though he hadn't slept in one, he could already spout lies like a flowing stream.
"I see." Bai Yan was in less pain and had time to feel sorry for his wife.
It's unimaginable how my wife survived in such a simple environment, and how my two older brothers took care of her.
Xie Bi'an, who hadn't seen a ghost at the funeral shop, was on his way when he suddenly sneezed. Presumably, some little ghost messengers and evil spirits were cursing him again.
With things starting to look promising, Jiang Yuzhi planned to return to the shop first and wait for the Zhou family mother and son to come back so that Bai Yan's men could bring them over directly.
Di Ting went off to play with the young ladies by himself.
When Xie Bi'an arrived, he saw a lone man and woman coming out of a small house together.
He felt like his teeth were about to be crushed. You brat, you're openly trying to abduct someone else's sister, aren't you? Today, I, Master Xie, will teach you a lesson.
Jiang Yuzhi keenly sensed Xie Bi'an's resentful gaze, and the entire ghost was continuously emitting black smoke. She quietly quickened her pace, putting distance between herself and Bai Yan.
The black aura has indeed lessened.
He strode forward to greet him, "Second Brother, what brings you here?"
"I can't come? Am I disturbing you two? Hmm?"
“How could that be?” Jiang Yuzhi leaned closer to him and whispered, “Brother Xie, I’ve found something related to the Sheji Map.”
"I know, that's why I came here. Who knew someone would be so disobedient, not waiting obediently at the shop, but going wherever they were told not to go. Ha."
Xie Bi'an made sarcastic remarks.
"Second Brother Jiang, don't worry, I will protect Yu Zhi," Bai Yan said in a low voice, adding, "There are quite a few people following her in secret."
"What I'm most worried about is... mmm mmm..." Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yuzhi shoved the words back into her mouth.
"Second Brother!" Xie Bi'an became increasingly unrestrained, so she had no choice but to manually mute him with a headache.
Too much hostility would make her a target, and besides, it's her own business, she'll handle it herself, no one else needs to worry about it.
What if I get dragged into this again?
“I cherish my life now, you don’t need to react so strongly.” Jiang Yuzhi looked earnestly into Xie Bi’an’s dark eyes. Only when he relaxed his tightly furrowed brows did she release her hand from her mouth.
His wife is speaking in a language he doesn't understand. When will he be able to truly integrate into her life?
Bai Yan was deeply saddened.
"Let's go back first." What Xie Bi'an wanted to say was very important, and it was not appropriate to say it openly in public.
This time, Jiang Yuzhi was extra careful. Ignoring Xie Bi'an's resentful gaze, she insisted on personally escorting Bai Yan back to the princess's residence before leaving with peace of mind.
His wife's relationship with him offered Bai Yan some comfort, even though their positions seemed to have been reversed.
"There is a vengeful ghost in the seventeenth level of hell. His soul still retains a lot of residual power, and now it can influence the other ghosts in hell. The four ghost messengers here were injured by him."
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
The two ghosts sat facing each other in the courtyard, the air almost frozen, and Xie Bi'an hesitated for a long time.
“You saw him, and you had a strong reaction at the time. You became confused and disoriented, but you don’t remember anything after you regained your senses. That’s when we found out that there was a remnant of the power of the Sheji Tu (a mythical map of the Chinese state) in his soul.”
It happens again; once stimulated, one is forced to forget.
So why are you able to remember it now?
Yes, she's gradually accepting it.
"Then what?"
"The information you sent me is related to that vengeful ghost. It is very likely that he has many accomplices left in the human world. Zhou Quan is one of them, Zhou Yong may be one as well, and we still need to search for more slowly."
"Di Ting smelled the remnants of the Sheji Tu (a powerful magical artifact) in the Zhou family's house today; it might be Zhou Yong."
Xie Bi'an slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Where is Di Ting? I was wondering why I felt like something was missing. It said it would protect you, so why did it leave you alone with that kid?"
Why are we back to the previous topic again? Jiang Yuzhi sighed, "Brother Xie, Di Ting needs its own time too. I'm letting it play."
Xie Bi'an was even angrier. "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has spoiled him too much, letting him develop such a playful nature. He hasn't even had enough of a lesson and he's already running around everywhere again. It's really..."
"Brother Xie, stop talking, let's get down to business." Jiang Yuzhi sometimes couldn't understand Xie Bi'an's thought process; how could he always veer off to other things?
He snorted twice and then fell silent in a huff.
Jiang Yuzhi had no choice but to first share her thoughts.
"I'm going to Zuohuai."
"What! I knew it!" Xie Bi'an stared at her intently.
"Don't rush, I didn't say I was going by myself. The Zhou family all came from Zuo Huai, so they might make an unexpected discovery."
Seeing that Xie Bi'an's expression had softened, she continued to explain her arrangements.
Take the Di Ting with you, weave one, two, three, four, go to Zuo Huai to investigate the Zhou family, let Zhou Yong and his mother stay at the shop, use the barrier to restrain the unknown soul in Zhou Yong's body, and keep an eye on their movements in real time.
Xie Bi'an reluctantly agreed to her arrangement, but added a few more words, "I will also transfer a ghost from the underworld to watch over them, in case anything unexpected happens."
"Okay, Brother Xie is the most thoughtful." Pleasant words paired with a sweet smile—Xie Bi'an was easily swayed by this.
She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, but remembering she was still angry, she forcibly suppressed it again, saying, "It's good that you know."
Di Ting hasn't returned yet; he's probably having too much fun with those young ladies to remember his homeland.
Jiang Yuzhi didn't care, but things were different now, and the thoughtful Bai Wuchang came to inspect the work.
Remembering that the young ladies had mentioned living in an orphanage, the two ghosts decided to go and see what the fat dog was up to.
The sales home is at the end of the cross street, so it's not hard to find.
As soon as you get close, you can hear faint laughter coming from inside.
Jiang Yuzhi raised her hand and knocked on the door. After a while, a simply dressed middle-aged woman opened the door.
"Who are you looking for?" A hint of wariness flickered across his peaceful face as he leaned out slightly to ask.
"Is my dog inside? It's white and quite sturdy." Jiang Yuzhi gestured to indicate the size and height of Diting.
The woman softened her expression and greeted them with a smile, "Oh, is that your dog? It's playing with the young ladies inside. Come in."
The courtyard was small, about the same size as the backyard of the Tongjiang Jade Weaving Shop.
Di Ting was surrounded by a group of young women, practically embracing them on both sides, with many hands feeding it dried meat and dried fruit one after another.
Di Ting looked completely satisfied.
A woman carrying a winnowing basket came out of the room on the side, laughing and scolding, "I told you not to feed it! You always stuff all the food you cherish into its mouth, and now it's so fat."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhong." They laughed and answered in a cacophony, revealing their obsequious listening to the two ghosts.
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