Chapter 105 Paranormal Program Team
Chu Ci: "..."
She stared at the television, gradually slowing down her pace as she ate the apple.
The reporter interviewing the mother and son immediately grasped the crux of the matter, raising the microphone to ask:
"Those two female ghosts said your child bullied others. So, did your child really bully other children?"
The mother being interviewed glared at her and said, "My child is very well-behaved! How could he possibly bully other children!"
The reporter felt that most mothers have a mother's love for their children, so she turned the microphone back to the children.
"Little friend, did you bully another child?"
The little boy, being led by his mother, immediately burst into tears upon hearing the question.
He cried as bitterly as could be, his face bearing the slap mark.
"I didn't bully anyone! I never bullied anyone!"
He cried and pitifully wiped away his tears.
"I often help my classmates at school, and they often ask me questions when they encounter problems they don't understand."
“If a classmate gets injured, I will help them, and I never argue with them.”
"My teachers all say I'm a good kid! How could I possibly bully my classmates!"
He spoke with absolute certainty, yet he wore a pitiful expression, and was still just a primary school student.
The reporter quickly believed them and asked the child's mother:
"So how do you plan to resolve this now?"
The child's mother rolled her eyes and showed the reporter the messy house behind her.
"I've already approached your program team, of course I want your program's master to exorcise the ghost for us!"
The child beside her clenched his little fists, his voice tender yet carrying a naive malice.
"Master, you must beat those two female ghosts to a pulp!"
His mother nodded in agreement, "My son is right! We'll beat them to a pulp!"
"I'd be doing a disservice to my wrecked home if I didn't smash them to pieces!"
Watching the mother and son's behavior, Chu Ci snorted and took another bite of the apple.
The child is lying.
I don't know anything else, but judging from the child's appearance, he is clearly someone who often gets into trouble with words.
Whether she helps other classmates or not is hard to tell, but it's certain that she often argues with them.
Moreover, his prominent brow bone and messy, upturned eyebrow tails clearly indicate that he is someone who likes to take action.
Saying he's a good kid is just a complete lie to deceive this unsuspecting reporter.
The real masters of this show...
She threw the apple core into the trash can.
If those masters are truly skilled, she has to be wary.
The day Chu Ci was discharged from the hospital happened to be the opening day of Master Qiu's dessert shop.
After leaving the hospital, she immediately went to the dessert shop to support them.
The dessert shop had just opened, and there were very few new customers; most of them were neighbors.
But Master Qiu was very happy selling them.
When Chu Ci came to buy things, she specially gave him a small, waterless cake.
He said cheerfully, "Although the foot traffic isn't very high right now, it will definitely pick up once we build up our reputation."
"I have faith in Jiali's skills; our store's sales will definitely be no problem!"
A stroller was placed next to her, and the baby girl inside was sleeping soundly.
Chu Ci peeked out and saw that the child was well-fed and chubby, a far cry from when he was first born.
"The little guy has grown up so much, I almost didn't recognize him."
"Right!"
Master Qiu was happiest when her child was praised.
"This child changes every day, he's so well-behaved and obedient, he never causes trouble!"
As she was speaking, little Shuangshuang, lying in the stroller, opened her eyes and started whimpering.
Seeing Master Qiu in front of her, she hummed a couple of times and started kicking her legs to play.
She can be as well-behaved as you want.
Master Qiu said proudly, "See? I told you, our Shuangshuang is the best behaved!"
Chu Ci smiled and nodded, squeezed the child's hand, and was about to leave with her things.
He turned around and bumped into two young female office workers.
Upon seeing Chu Ci, the two burst into laughter in surprise.
"Master! What a coincidence, you're here to buy a cake too!"
Chu Ci looked closely and realized that they were the two female office workers he had met in the elevator before, the ones who had been helped by Qiu Shuangshuang's ghost.
The female office worker with big, wavy hair happily spoke up:
"Master, it's been a long time! We heard you moved your shop to the store downstairs!"
She scratched her head somewhat sheepishly and asked, "That fortune-telling fee..."
Seeing her rosy cheeks and the look of budding romance, Chu Ci raised an eyebrow.
"Are you dating someone?"
Big Wave nodded quickly.
Just as she was about to speak, the woman with the high ponytail next to her pouted.
"Master, you'd better take a look at her quickly, her boyfriend is no good!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the corners of her big, wavy mouth immediately drooped down.
"Don't talk nonsense! How is he not a good person?"
"You believe those rumors circulating in the company? If those rumors were true, the police would have arrested him long ago."
"How dare he manage our department?!"
Seeing her friend getting angry, Gaomawei quickly begged for forgiveness.
"Okay, okay, it's my fault! I said the wrong thing, please don't be angry!"
The woman with the big waves stared at the woman with the high ponytail for a moment, rolled her eyes slightly, and left to order food at the counter.
The girl with the high ponytail was given a disdainful look, but she wasn't angry; she just felt a little helpless.
She whispered to Chu Ci for help: "Master, I feel like my friend has been cursed!"
She pointed to her roommate with big waves in her hair: "She wasn't like this before; she was a pretty clear-headed person."
"But ever since I met our boss, my head feels like it's been caught in an iron door."
"She's obsessed with that person, and every time I try to talk to her about it, she gets angry!"
Taking advantage of her roommate's wavy hair not noticing, she quickly asked Chu Ci:
"Master, can you tell if she's been cursed?"
Chu Ci looked over and only saw a beautiful profile with big waves in her hair.
"No, she's perfectly normal."
She smiled as she looked at the worried woman with the high ponytail.
"Some people change drastically in romantic relationships, and that's normal."
"If she doesn't want to listen, then don't try to persuade her."
The woman with the high ponytail sighed, "We've been working at the same company since graduation, and we're very good friends. We've been together for so long."
"I'm so worried that she'll end up like the other women in the company, losing both her money and her life..."
As she spoke, her previously normal facial features began to change rapidly yet subtly.
In just a few seconds, a deep black mark appeared on his forehead, indicating that his life would soon be in danger.
Chu Ci paused for a moment and looked at the large waves of people buying things over there.
Her appearance was also changing rapidly, and most of her original budding romantic feelings disappeared.
Although it is not obvious, it is very likely that he will be responsible for people's lives in the future.
Chu Ci: "..."
She pulled her high ponytail to one side and asked:
Are your parents in Hong Kong?
The woman with the high ponytail twitched her lips. "I grew up in the countryside. My parents live there too."
Chu Ci nodded. "No matter what you do, you should always think about your parents first."
She released her grip on the high ponytail and, amidst the other person's puzzled gaze, reminded them:
"Everyone has their own destiny. If you interfere with other people's destiny without the ability to take responsibility, you will only get a backlash."
The girl with the high ponytail frowned in confusion, and was about to speak when the girl with big waves walked over.
"I've bought everything, what do you want to buy?"
She smiled at Chu Ci and shook the bag of desserts in her hand.
“We heard that Master Qiu’s family is going to open a dessert shop, and we just helped them distribute flyers at the company a couple of days ago.”
She took a small dessert out of the bag and said as she ate it:
"Shuangshuang saved us, there's nothing we can do to help."
"I plan to bring the dessert to the office so my colleagues can try it."
"If my colleagues agree, then we'll order desserts from Master Qiu's place for afternoon tea from now on."
"If all goes well, it might help Master Qiu's family increase their sales."
She has a sweet appearance with her eyes crinkling when she smiles.
Chu Ci smiled along with her and reminded her:
"If you have time, you can bring your boyfriend to my shop for a fortune telling."
Big Waves remembered what High Ponytail had said earlier and worried that Chu Ci might misunderstand her boyfriend, so she couldn't help but want to explain for him.
Chu Ci smiled and stopped him: "Don't be nervous, I don't think there's anything wrong with your boyfriend."
"Let's do the math, it's better to be prepared."
Hearing her say that, Big Waves finally smiled.
But watching the figure with the high ponytail taking orders at the counter, she pursed her lips, and the smile on her face disappeared.
Lowering her voice, she quietly asked Chu Ci, "Master, when I bring my boyfriend to see you, may I bring her along?"
Her eyes held a mixture of wariness and irritation.
"I think... my roommate might like my boyfriend!"
Chu Ci: "..."
Looking at the wrinkled features of the large, wavy face and the wary light in his eyes, Chu Ci was speechless for a moment.
Finally, under the expectant gaze of the big-haired girl, she nodded with a forced smile.
"Okay, just call me before you come."
After saying that, she gave Big Waves a business card.
When the girl with the high ponytail returned from shopping, the girl with the big waves pretended nothing had happened and stuffed the business card into her pocket.
She then casually hooked her arm around the high ponytail.
"Master, we'll be leaving now!"
After saying goodbye to Chu Ci, the two quickly boarded a public bus not far away.
Chu Ci watched their figures disappear near the public bus and sighed silently.
When they returned to the shop, Grandma was busy decorating their little shop with He Lihua.
After discussing it with Chu Ci, they converted the two rooms that were not frequently used into an office and a meeting room.
Now all that needs to be done is to put up signs on the windows advertising their "hoping to grow old together" and their contact information.
Upon seeing Chu Ci enter, the two greeted each other and then continued with their work.
Sitting on the spirit chair, Li Lecan and Xiao Min forced themselves to stay alert and exchanged a few more words with Chu Ci.
Chu Ci looked at their bodies, which had become much more solidified, and nodded.
"It seems that these two things can indeed nourish the soul."
Li Lecan's soul used to be so faint that it almost blended into the air, but now his condition has visibly improved a lot.
Xiaomin nodded repeatedly, clenching her little fists.
"I think so too!"
She patted the muscles on her arms that didn't actually exist.
"I feel full of energy right now!"
Looking at her school uniform, Chu Ci worried that he had forgotten to find out her identity, so he waved to her.
“You sit facing me, and I will draw your school uniform.”
Xiaomin didn't understand, but she did as instructed.
Li Lecan lay face down on the psychic table, his face pressed tightly against the cold surface, and looked at Chu Ci as he took out paper and pen.
"Master, are you planning to paint?"
“Yes,” Chu Ci nodded, “I plan to have someone help me find Xiao Min’s school uniform.”
"If we can find out where Xiaomin goes to school, we might be able to find out her identity."
Li Lecan nodded, then lowered her eyes.
Chu Ci glanced at her briefly and frowned.
"Stay in the shop during this time and don't go out."
"You and Xiaomin wrecked the homes of those naughty kids before, and they went on a paranormal variety show to find a master who wanted to beat you up."
"Huh?" Xiaomin trembled in fright. "I... are those masters really masters?"
Chu Ci shook her head. "I don't know, but you should be careful lately and don't go out."
Xiaomin nodded repeatedly, looking at Li Lecan, who was lying motionless on the table.
"I also have high hopes for Chan-un."
Li Lecan looked over, but Mumu looked away.
Chu Ci delivered the copy of the school uniform to Ji Jingtong. When she returned, her grandmother suddenly handed her a note.
"As people get older, their memory gets worse. Your Aunt Jun gave it to me a few days ago, asking you to help me look at the birth charts of these two people, but I got busy and forgot."
Chu Ci took the note, on which two lines of small characters were neatly written in ballpoint pen.
She raised an eyebrow when she saw those two lines of text.
"There's quite a big age difference between these two."
According to their birth charts, the two are eleven years apart in age.
She pointed to the line of birth charts showing the younger age, "Is this the youngest person, male or female?"
"Didn't it say whether it's male or female on it?"
Grandma leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, it wasn't written down.
“I don’t know either,” she guessed, “it must have been a woman.”
Chu Ci did the math, "This woman is only in her early twenties, and she's already planning to get married?"
In this era, late marriage and late childbearing have begun to emerge in Hong Kong, with most white-collar workers and middle-class people getting married after the age of 25.
It's quite rare to see someone so eager to get married at just twenty years old.
Grandma exclaimed "Ah!" and looked closely at the note. It really was just as Chu Ci had said.
"No, your Aunt Jun's sister-in-law has already had several children, how could she only be in her early twenties?"
Grandma frowned when she realized that the man in his early twenties was the man.
"What exactly is it about Ah Jun's sister-in-law that this young man has taken a liking to?"
She had met Ah Jun's sister-in-law, and she wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful.
As for his character and personality... Grandma also felt it was hard to put into words.
Chu Ci: "It is indeed rare for a woman to be ten years older than a man in a marriage."
Such marriages are usually between a strong woman and a weak man.
She waved the note, "What does the woman do for a living?"
Grandma thought for a moment, "I remember Ah Jun saying that her sister-in-law doesn't seem to work, she just stays home to take care of the children..."
Now it was Chu Ci's turn to frown.
Looking at the birth chart in her hand, she asked, "Has the woman been divorced several times?"
“Yes,” Grandma sighed as she mentioned this, “Ah Jun’s sister-in-law has been through several marriages, and each one ended with her being beaten and hospitalized.”
She couldn't help but shake her head: "Ah Jun, that sister-in-law, is both pitiful and hateful."
“Every time she gets married, she has to give birth to a child for the man. After giving birth, she is beaten by her husband, so she takes out her anger on the child.”
“I’ve seen her sister-in-law a few times at A-Jun’s house before. Her child’s face was covered in bruises from being beaten by her. It was so pitiful!”
Chu Ci stared at the eight characters on the slip of paper for a while, then asked:
"Would it be convenient for the two people upstairs to come over?"
Grandma walked towards the phone. "Then I'll ask."
She called her landlady, who replied that she would have to ask too.
Chu Ci nodded, "Then let's wait a little longer."
As the sun sets and night slowly falls, the shop is brightly lit.
Grandma and He Lihua hid in a room with the lights on to discuss the specific details of the marriage agency's opening.
Chu Ci sat at the spirit table reading a book, with Li Lecan and Xiao Min lying on either side of her.
As dinnertime approached, Chu Ci was about to go out to buy food when a commotion suddenly broke out nearby.
She paused as she was leaving, turned her head, and saw several people carrying cameras following a monk, walking towards her.
The monk was surrounded by a number of people, including several reporters with microphones.
A large group of people walked this way. The monk looked up and immediately saw Chu Ci standing at the door.
The monk turned and said something to the people around him, and the group immediately quickened their pace.
Chu Ci's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned to Li Lecan and Xiao Min, saying:
“Someone’s here outside. They look like the crew of a paranormal TV show. You guys find a place to hide first.”
The two ghosts were startled and quickly scurried into the umbrella in the storage room.
Just as the two had hidden themselves, the monk led a group of people to the doorway.
As Chu Ci emerged from inside, the reporters and photographers were stunned when they saw her face clearly.
They all tried to persuade the monk who had brought them there, saying, "Master, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"
The monk had a round face and a fat body. He was also rather short, so from a distance he looked like two balls pieced together.
He stretched out his thick, short finger and pointed it at Chu Ci:
"That's right! It's definitely right! This is the place I calculated!"
He pushed Chu Ci aside and tried to go inside, saying, "Everyone, come into the store together! I'll prove it to you all!"
Seeing that Chu Ci was a woman and not very old, he immediately decided to push Chu Ci aside and force his way in.
But when he tried to push, he couldn't move the person away.
He looked up at Chu Ci, who was more than half a head taller than him, and tightened his grip again.
However, this time he not only failed to push Chu Ci away, but was instead thrown away by a tremendous force.
He rolled up the steps and fell flat on his back.
He was also very fat, and he couldn't get up even after rolling around on the ground for a long time.
Chu Ci chuckled, put his hands in his pockets, and stood on the steps looking down at him.
"As expected of a master, he can even fly out on his own."
The monk blushed with embarrassment and struggled desperately on the ground.
But the harder he tried, the less he could get up, and he rolled around covered in dirt.
A photographer couldn't bear to watch any longer and tried to help the person up.
As it turned out, the monk was too fat, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift the person up.
Finally, the photographers worked together to help the monk up.
The monk stood up awkwardly, adjusted his glasses, and weakly instructed the photographers:
"Cut this part out, don't air it."
After saying that, he bent down with difficulty, patted the dirt off his body, and then looked at Chu Ci.
"You kicked me!"
Chu Ci shrugged. "When did I kick you?"
She pointed to the spot where the monk had just fallen, "It was clearly you, Master, who displayed your supernatural powers and flew away on your own."
The monk was so angry his head turned red: "You...you..."
Seeing that he had been stammering "you" for a long time without saying anything, Chu Ci was so hungry that she lost interest in teasing him.
He frowned as he looked at him and the photographers and reporters.
Upon seeing her, the photographers and reporters all lowered their heads.
Chu Ci: "What are you all doing at my shop? If it's to celebrate my opening, then you're all too late."
"Pooh!"
The monk was so angry he jumped up and down, "Who wants to celebrate your shop opening! Hand over those two little devils you've been raising right now!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a familiar mother and child from behind him.
"Not only do you have to hand over those two little devils you're raising, you also have to compensate them for their losses!"
The mother and child he pulled out were the same unruly child and his mother that Chu Ci had seen on TV before.
As soon as the mother and son saw Chu Ci, they rushed up to him aggressively.
"Hand over the brat you're raising! Pay up!"
The mother bear stood with her hands on her hips, spitting everywhere.
"My TV, refrigerator, and air conditioner are all broken! And my car too!"
"You can rent such a big store, you must have plenty of money. You should hurry up and make money!"
The brat rushed out, yelling, "It's all your fault! You bad person! Pay for my and my parents' medical expenses!"
As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and rushed towards Chu Ci, intending to smash his head into Chu Ci's chest.
Noticing the malice on the child's face, Chu Ci calmly took a step to the side.
With a "thud," the child crashed solidly into the door behind her.
When Zhuang Jingxuan had her assistant decorate the house, she used only the best materials, and the glass doors were extremely thick.
Despite the impact, the glass door didn't break, but the brat sat on the ground and started wailing.
He lay on the ground, rolling around in circles, throwing a tantrum.
She cried and called for her mother.
"Mom, my head hurts so much! I'm going to die! Make her pay me back!"
"Call the police and have them arrest her right away!"
The mother of the naughty child was also stunned when she heard the "thump".
He quickly picked up his son, who was rolling on the ground, and reached out to touch his head.
What a huge bag!
She cried out twice, heartbroken, then glared angrily at Chu Ci and snapped:
How could you be so cruel! A child could bump into you and cause you pain!
"You actually dodged? If you hadn't dodged, would my child have been injured like this?!"
She sat on the ground with her son and cried loudly.
"I don't care! You have to pay up, you have to pay up!"
Reporters and cameramen dared not film Chu Ci, but they dared to film the mother and son.
The reporter seized the opportunity to shove the microphone in front of the mother and child, asking, "Parent, do you really think that when your child bumps into someone, that person shouldn't dodge?"
The mother of the unruly child glared at the reporter who was interviewing her, "Why are you hiding! Don't you young people have any compassion? He's just a child!"
"What bad intentions could a child possibly have! So what if he bumps into something?!"
"He's so small, do you think he could possibly kill you?"
Seeing the chaotic scene, the monk quickly reminded them:
"This is a paranormal TV segment, that's not the point!"
The cameramen and reporters of the paranormal program hid behind the scenes, not daring to offend Chu Ci, and simply pretended to be dead.
Chu Ci's stomach was growling with hunger, and he looked impatiently at the fat monk:
Are you leaving or not?
The fat monk, hands on his hips, shouted, "I'm not leaving! Hand over the little devil you're raising!"
Chu Ci looked directly into his eyes, but the fat monk panicked and quickly closed his eyes.
Chu Ci: "..."
She frowned in surprise. "You knew about me beforehand?"
The fat monk dared not open his eyes and remained stubborn.
"What do you mean you don't understand?! Who do you think you are?! Why should I understand you?!"
Seeing that his eyes were tightly closed, Chu Ci stomped on his fat foot.
The fat monk screamed, "Aaaaaah! My foot!"
With one kick, the fat monk's eyes and mouth gaped open.
The moment he opened his eyes, he met Chu Ci's dark eyes.
Oh no! We're going to be found out!
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