Chapter 8: No. 44, Qingjiang Street, Guanlan Road
Memories surged in his mind, but Gu Ji still couldn't remember where he had seen this pattern.
But she was sure she had seen this pattern before.
Ye Qingtong was quite annoyed by the pain she had just shown, clutching her forehead. She leaned over from the passenger seat to rub Gu Ji's solar plexus, snorting coldly, "Your Jun family is so well-connected, there's no shortage of masters out there, yet you have to trouble my new sister? Ji Ji has been recovering from her injuries for the past month, and you saw them. They haven't healed yet, and she still has to go for monthly counseling. We haven't even taken her home yet, and you're asking her for help! I really want to slap you."
Ye Qingtong's hostility was like touching cotton when it came into contact with Jun Zhu.
He calmly put on his clothes and resumed his aloof demeanor. "It's not a favor. I'm getting paid."
"We can buy her anything she needs! What can you do to help—"
"I have something her father left for her. If she helps me, I will return it to her immediately. It may be able to explain part of her life story."
The air fell into silence for three seconds.
Ye Qingtong practically jumped from the passenger seat to the back, angrily saying, "You know Jiji's father? That's ridiculous. Jiji was just rescued. If her father knew she was rescued, why didn't he come forward? Why does he leave a stranger like you in charge? Is it just because you're Xiaojie's brother? What kind of brother are you? Have you ever looked for Xiaojie in all these years? I don't believe his father is that stupid."
She looked at Gu Ji as she spoke.
Looking at the little girl's confused and somewhat heartbroken eyes, Ye Qingtong felt like his heart was about to break.
The little girl was wondering why her father didn't see her and whether he didn't like her. She was so sensitive that she would definitely blame herself for everything.
Ye Qingtong squatted down and coaxed Gu Ji, "Don't you want to know more? Jun Zhu just likes to talk nonsense!"
"This kind of thing was not given to me now, it was given to me eleven years ago."
"You still say you're not talking nonsense! Eleven years ago you were only thirteen years old. At thirteen, what did you know—"
The voice stopped abruptly.
Because Gu Ji stretched out his hand, holding a piece of talisman paper that came from nowhere.
The corners of her eyes were red. "This is a truth talisman. If what you say is true, I will go with you."
Gu Ji chanted a spell, and the talisman paper immediately floated in the air, and then emitted a soft light above Jun Zhu's head.
He looked better than when he was about to die. He said, "Eleven years ago, I had just finished school and returned to my apartment to find a man sitting in the living room. He told me his name was Xiyuan and that he had a daughter who was in danger. He asked me to give her something in eleven years. He also said that Xiaojie would be sold, but told me not to worry, because in eleven years, his daughter would be able to escape with Xiaojie."
Jun Zhu's voice was faint, and it sounded like she was making up a story.
But the mantra talisman above his head was glowing, and every word he said was true.
"Gu Ji, you are their daughter. He told me at the time that his daughter would forget everything before the age of eight, but would never forget her own name. He wrote your name for me."
He took out a wallet from his pocket and opened it. Inside was a yellowed talisman paper with two words written on it - Gu Ji.
The simple name is outlined with vigorous and powerful strokes.
Gu Ji's eyes were filled with tears, which rolled down to the back of his hand with a blink of an eye.
She pinched the fragile talisman paper in her hands, and gently stroked the words on it with her fingertips. "Why did he look for you?"
"I also want to know this question, but he said that you can help me, and he also said that only you can help me."
"This dad is so unreliable. Not only does he not show up for no reason, but he also wanted his daughter to help others eleven years ago. He's crazy - Dad, why did you hit me!" Ye Qingtong hissed.
Ye Zheng winked and made faces, really wanting to shut his daughter's mouth. She was always talking nonsense!
She was born with the ability to see ghosts and spirits a few days ago, and her father was able to predict the future, which shows that her father is also very powerful. Such a powerful person can calculate what will happen eleven years later, but he cannot show up in person.
It only means that Ji Ji's father has encountered a big problem that cannot be solved.
Moreover, Jun Zhu is only 24 years old this year, but he is already the president of the Jun family industry. He went abroad to study at the age of 14, skipped a grade and obtained a double master's degree at the age of 21. He is a top genius.
But his health was too poor, and some masters predicted that he would not live past his 24th birthday.
There is less than half a year left...
Gu Ji carefully placed the talisman with his name on it against his cheek and rubbed it, imagining that his father was by his side.
After a moment, she put the talisman paper in her arms and said, "Before going to your house, I need to prepare some things: a white candle, cinnabar, yellow paper, and a copper bell."
"Okay, I'll send someone to buy it now."
"No, let's go now. The yellow paper and cinnabar bought from ordinary places may not be effective."
Sister Wuwang gave her an address, which was the intersection of the underworld and the human world. Civil servants from the underworld would go there to rest at night, and Taoist priests or exorcists who often contacted the underworld would also go there to buy professional things.
Only insiders know.
Gu Ji: "No. 44, Qingjiang Street, Guanlan Road."
Ye Zheng started the car, but muttered in his heart, Guanlan Road was very close to the company, he passed by it almost every day on his way to the company, and that road was full of milk tea shops and snack bars. When Qing Tong was still in school, she always asked him to bring her food when he got home from get off work.
Are there any people selling cinnabar talisman paper?
The vehicle moved forward steadily and no one spoke.
Xiao Jie sat next to Gu Ji and refused to leave. When the shadow fell, the black coat wrapped around Jun Zhu who was sitting at the back.
He frowned slightly, his stomach churning and he was shivering with cold.
In his sight, Xiao Jie was holding the girl's arm. He still felt it was a dream. Was Xiao Jie really back? Unfortunately, he could only accompany Xiao Jie for a maximum of six months.
Jun Zhu slowly closed his eyes, but suddenly felt that his body was getting warmer.
The girl's palms emitted little fluorescent lights, which penetrated into his body like fireflies.
But Ye Zheng, Ye Qingtong and Xiao Jie seemed unable to see these fluorescent dots. Only he and Gu Ji could see them.
Gu Ji didn't say anything, didn't even turn around.
But in the rearview mirror, he saw the girl's clear eyes looking at him, with a sincere and pure concern, as if saying, "This will make you feel better."
The struggling soul in the dark abyss seemed to be caught by a pair of clean hands at this moment.
The car turned a corner, and the sunlight slanted just right, falling on his eyebrows and the girl's hair, shining.
His stomach no longer churned, and by the time he reached his destination, even his hands, which had been cold and stiff for years, had warmed slightly.
"Are you feeling better?" Gu Ji asked softly.
Jun Zhu just said "hmm".
Ye Qingtong rolled her eyes. "Why ask him? He's a sickly idiot."
She was unhappy, unhappy, unhappy. She should have been decorating the room at home with her sister, but now she had to come here to do business.
"Jiji, if your legs hurt badly, tell me and we'll go back right away, okay?"
Gu Ji leaned over to Ye Qingtong and kissed her cheek, "Yeah, I know, don't worry, sister."
The soft and sweet sister relieved Ye Qingtong's irritability a lot, and he became even more unhappy when he saw Jun Zhu again.
There were milk tea shops, food stalls and snack bars all along the street. Several people followed Gu Ji's gaze and landed on a noodle shop.
[Baichuan Noodle House.]
"There are quite a lot of people in other noodle shops, why is there no one in this noodle shop? And does this noodle shop really sell things like cinnabar?" Ye Zheng asked with a frown.
Is there no one here? Gu Ji looked inside the noodle shop.
She saw a dense crowd of people, and the seats inside were almost full.
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