Chapter 43
The tumbler doll used for replacement was looted clean, and Qiu Qian had to endure Chi Bai's ridicule. His face turned red, and his eyes were filled with shame and anger.
Chi Bai, however, refused to give up. Seeing Qiu Qian's expression, which looked like he was about to burst into a curse, he sighed and began to express his thoughts on today's battle: "Speaking of which, I have to thank your senior... Or maybe not necessarily senior, after all, Han Yu seems much younger than you. But whether senior or junior, he is still your good fellow disciple."
When Qiu Qian suddenly heard Han Yu's name, he didn't care about being arrested for a moment, but asked in shock: "Have you met Han Yu?"
"More than that." Chi Bai leaned over with a grin on his face, "Otherwise how would I know that you pirated Xuantian Temple often use this ugly doll as a placeholder to escape."
Because they had no idea of Qiu Qian's level, they really made a lot of preparations.
After realizing Qiu Qian had left Xu Zhi's apartment, Xue Cang and Duan Yunshuang, along with Cheng Puyu, attempted to enter. With Xue Cang, the future head of Liuyun Temple and senior sister of Qingyun Sect, present, Qiu Qian's talismans and traps around the apartment were quickly overturned. Afterward, the two men and the ghost collected all the roly-poly dolls in the house that could be used for the replacement, and Cheng Puyu brought them to the villa halfway up the mountain.
Seriously speaking, Chi Bai felt that their plan was very detailed and there was no more perfect plan than this.
Who would have thought that Qiu Qian would be so vulnerable?
It's like him pulling an all-nighter to review advanced math, only to get a score of 1+1=? on the next day's test.
This feeling of disparity is both refreshing and unpleasant.
Chi Bai transformed the Transformation Talisman into a rope, took two steps forward, and tied up Qiu Qian, who was no longer able to fight back. Then he dealt Qiu Qian a fatal blow: "Speaking of which, although you and Han Yu are from the same sect, Han Yu is younger than you, but in terms of strength, there is a huge gap."
Ah Qiu glanced at the grinning Chi Bai and saw what he was thinking. He put away the peach wood sword and said, "Although Han Yu's ability is average, at least he has an evil spirit given to him by his master."
Chi Bai nodded: "Yes, but you have nothing, and I don't know how you are older than Han Yuda."
"What do you know?!" The repeated "Han Yu" echoed through Qiu Qian's ears and into his head, making his temples throb with anger. He stared at the people in front of him with eyes red with anger and sneered, "He's just lucky."
"Luck is also part of strength." Chi Bai stepped on Qiu Qian's body, then grabbed the rope with both hands and tightened it suddenly.
——Like tying up a pig.
Qiu Qian's whole body was tightened, his arms were forced backwards, and it seemed as if all the bones in his body were being pulled in a direction different from their growth. The pain made his face pale.
"I'll tell you more about Han Yu later."
Chi Bai let go and said to Rong Jing and A Qiu, "Let's clear out the things here first."
Ah Qiu said, "No need to retreat. This is good. We won't have to arrange this again if there's something like this next time."
Chi Bai: “……?”
Are you thinking about the future now?
Besides, will there be another fool like Qiu Qian who is easily fooled?
Chi Bai glanced at the second floor. Although it was empty, he shrugged and said, "Alright, then consider it as payment for borrowing the villa halfway up the mountain."
Then he poked Rong Jing's arm with his finger and asked quietly, "Is Xie Changshi a ghost-attracting person?"
Rong Jing looked at him, quite surprised: "How did you know?"
Chi Bai: "I don't know, but as soon as the little bastard came out, he said that Xie Changshi smelled so good that it made ghosts drool."
Rong Jing: "So why is it called Little Turtle? This name is not polite at all."
Chi Bai: "What does it have to do with me? He drew the lottery himself."
Ah Qiu added softly, "Yes, he prepared four slips of paper for Little Turtle. They said: Little, Big, Turtle, and Eight."
So, it’s either a small turtle or a big turtle.
Little Turtle sounds better.
Today's drama was successfully completed. Xu Zhi and Qiu Qian were taken back to the special department by Chi Bai and A Qiu. Yan Yingyao kept looking back at the villa halfway up the mountain behind him, with a look of reluctance to leave.
It’s so exciting, so exciting.
It was already exciting enough to handle a case for the police and fool a quack, but I didn't expect that a fight between several quacks would be even more exciting.
Moreover, this directly overturned Yan Yingyao's worldview to a certain extent.
He took two steps forward, then stepped back and asked Song Qing, "Special Assistant Song, so is your life so exciting every day following Mr. Xie?"
Yan Yingyao was a playboy to begin with, well-informed about many things besides business matters. For example, when Chang Tianrui and Ling Ji got into trouble and Rong Jing was praised to the skies, he was there to watch the whole thing. Today, he also heard from Song Qing that Rong Jing and Xie Changshi were "good friends" and lived together every day.
Putting aside the definition of a good friend, Rong Jing is a master, and Xie Changshi lives with him. What does this mean?!
This means that Xie Changshi will be involved in whatever Rong Jing encounters!
Then the same must be true for Song Qing, Xie Changshi's special assistant.
Sure enough, after hearing Yan Yingyao's question, Song Qing glanced at him and said modestly, "It's not like this every day. Today's situation is rare. But the first time I met Mr. Rong, I was lucky enough to handle a case with him and saw a ghost."
As he spoke, seeing Yan Yingyao's expectant eyes, Song Qing coughed lightly and said, "I can't tell you in detail."
Yan Yingyao's big eyes shrank visibly, and his whole body revealed a kind of melancholy disappointment.
But before Song Qing could comfort him, Yan Yingyao suddenly stood up as if he had thought of something. He held Song Qing's hands with both hands, his eyes lighting up again: "Well, are you at Xie's still hiring? Something like Mr. Xie's personal assistant?"
Song Qing: “……?”
"You're the only one who still wants to apply for a job at the Xie Company?" Hearing the drama was over, Yan Chengde, who was about to pick someone up, opened the car door and heard this. As if he had just heard some utterly ridiculous joke, he slapped Yan Yingyao on the head and said unhappily, "Don't you know your own worth?"
Yan Yingyao sighed.
Then, not giving up, I asked, "Is it too late for me to start working hard now?"
Song Qing dashed his last remaining hope without hesitation: "Mr. Xie probably won't need a personal assistant in the next few years."
Yan Yingyao: “…”
What a pity, so sad, I want to cry.
Young Master Yan ended up hanging his head and was dragged away by Yan Chengde.
Watching the black car leave, Rong Jing turned back to look at Xie Changshi, his eyes bright. "Chi Bai just said there's a delicious curry chicken rice restaurant in the city. Shall we go eat there?"
Xie Changshi nodded in agreement: "Okay, after dinner, we can go check out the restaurant I booked for you."
It wasn't lunchtime, so not many people were in the restaurant. Rong Jing and Xie Changshi finished their meal quickly. Afterward, Xie Changshi navigated to the store and took Rong Jing for a walk.
The shop was very large and was divided into four compartments. According to Special Assistant Song, one compartment was for customers to sit and queue, one was Rong Jing's workroom, and the remaining two were rest rooms. If Rong Jing wanted to find an assistant, one would be reserved for the assistant. If Rong Jing didn't want to find one, the remaining one could be used as a storage room.
Rong Jing knew a little about Feng Shui. Seeing the shop, he was slightly surprised. He then asked Xie Changshi, "Did Assistant Song tell me why the previous owner sold the shop?"
"It seems he originally planned to buy a shop to do business, but the shop had just been renovated, so he went next door on a whim and bought a lottery ticket, and won 30 million."
Rong Jing: “…”
Xie Changshi didn't quite understand why Rong Jing suddenly asked this question, so he asked, "Is the feng shui bad?"
Rong Jing: "No, the feng shui is too good, so I'm curious why the previous person quit."
Now it seems that the temptation of 30 million is too great.
Rong Jing was particularly satisfied with his future workplace and followed his whim.
But instead of buying lottery tickets, he went to a nearby shopping mall and bought a lot of furniture and decorations. He then asked the workers to move them all to the workshop for decoration.
"Okay, let's pick an auspicious day and start working."
…
In the evening, Rong Jing and Xie Changshi returned to the villa halfway up the mountain.
Rong Jing moved a recliner over and soon saw the fat gray rabbit from last night quietly rubbing towards him. Rong Jing, who was prepared, took out a handful of alfalfa, and the fat rabbit really buried its head in it.
Rong Jing was happily feeding the rabbits when he received a call from Chi Bai. He turned on the speakerphone of his phone and put it aside to listen to Chi Bai.
"We're lucky. Qiu Qian and Han Yu have a grudge against each other. Now that Qiu Qian has been captured by us, we're eager to capture Han Yu as well." Chi Bai found this out from Qiu Qian's mouth right after he captured him. "It is said that Qiu Qian and Han Yu were sent out at the same time to complete their mission. Han Yu returned to the pirated Xuantian Temple before Qiu Qian, so the powerful evil spirit was given to Han Yu."
"However, the reason Qiu Qian was a step behind was because he was tripped up by Han Yu's scheme. Anyway, he never played tricks on Han Yu, so he has always been resentful towards Han Yu."
"I've also asked you some questions about the pirated Xuantian Temple. I've asked Aqiu to compile them into a document for you, which I'll send to you later."
"Oh, and we also learned something. The Taoist Ling Xiao, who tricked Cheng Puyu into doing the stake-killing, is a pirated copy of Xuantian Temple. Even the 'professor' who tricked Zeng Liangping into taking a scam course is a pirated copy of Xuantian Temple."
Rong Jing was slightly stunned.
Although he had long seen from Han Yu and Qiu Qian that the pirated Xuantian Temple was definitely not a good thing, it was still rare to see it being this bad...
He thought for a moment and asked, "What do they teach in the Taoist temple?"
Chi Bai shrugged. "As you can see, it teaches people how to do bad things. From what Qiu Qian said, things like hitting living people with stakes are nothing to their Taoist temple."
Come to think of it, compared to the killing of a living stake, Liuyun Temple was almost wiped out.
"We plan to try and see if we can use Qiu Qian to lure out the other people who are pirating Xuantian Temple."
"If you need any help, you can call me anytime."
"no problem."
After hanging up the phone, Rong Jing put the fat rabbit on his lap and opened the document sent by Aqiu.
There are a lot of words on the document, but if you look closely, you will find that the content about the pirated Xuantian Temple is just general.
The pirated Xuantian Temple was previously called Taozi Temple, which has no special meaning, except that it was built in a place called Taozituo. Qiu Qian was not one of the first disciples of Taozi Temple, and his knowledge of the history of Taozi Temple came from his teachers.
It is said that the founder of Taozi Temple was a very powerful figure. Taozi Temple was established more than a hundred years ago, and the founder is still alive, but he has never appeared in public. In the words of the elders in the sect, the ancestor is in seclusion.
At first I thought this old man was going to become an immortal.
The only time the ancestor came out of seclusion was to tell the Taozi audience that they needed to move the temple.
This move brought them to Yingzi Mountain.
Qiu Qian's original words were: "When we arrived at Xuantian Temple, it was in tatters and looked much more dilapidated than our original Taozituo. But the temple master said that the ancestors believed that this was the best feng shui treasure land."
I see.
Rong Jing was stroking the rabbit and thinking to himself.
What Qiu Qian said should be true, because it coincides with what the little ghost raised by Han Yu said.
Moreover, the old ancestor seemed to be quite capable, knowing that their Xuantian Temple had an excellent geographical location.
Rong Jing curled his lips.
In addition to the above content, Qiu Qian also revealed one thing. Taoziguan has many disciples, and these disciples are more or less capable. Now they have left Taoziguan and are distributed throughout China, doing some... not so good things.
Normal Taoist temples regard practicing and doing good deeds as merit, but Taozi Temple regards bad deeds as merit.
...weird and crazy.
Rong Jing gives his evaluation.
He sent a message to Chi Bai again and asked: Have you figured out the matter with Han Yu?
Chi Bai quickly replied: "Are you talking about the extermination of Liuyun Temple?" According to Qiu Qian, one of the five masters of Taozi Temple had a grudge against Liuyun Temple, so Han Yu took the initiative to exterminate Liuyun Temple in order to curry favor with him.
Rong Jing: What is the identity of the evil ghost next to Han Yu?
Chi Bai: I asked Qiu Qian, but Qiu Qian was not very clear either. He just said that it might be the former mortal enemy of those old guys in Taoziguan. He died at their hands and was turned into an evil ghost.
...That does make sense.
Seeing Rong Jing was interested in these things, Chi Bai thought for a while and said a few more words: I told Qiu about our plan, but he said that it was unrealistic to use him to set a trap for other people in the Taoist temple because they don’t have any master-disciple friendship in their Taoist temple.
Qiu Qian said bluntly, "The resources in the Taoist temple are limited. Just like Han Yu wanted to kill me to get the evil ghost, the death of one person is a good thing for them. They won't waste time saving a competitor. Maybe once they know the news, they will take the initiative to light a cannon to celebrate."
Chi Bai: We thought about it. If what Qiu Qian said is true, maybe we shouldn't alert the enemy. Instead of using Qiu Qian to attract other people's attention, it would be better to use Qiu Qian to defeat them one by one.
Rong Jing had no say in this matter, but he still said that he could always be consulted for help if needed.
…
The next day is the weekend.
Rong Jing and Xie Changshi did not return to Yunjiang Bay, but stayed in the villa halfway up the mountain for a few more days. Rong Jing played with the fat rabbit every day.
Until Monday, Xie Changshi went to work and Rong Jing went to set up a stall.
No, it’s not considered a stall now.
He is a master with a proper workshop!
Worried that everyone would miss out, Rong Jing specially found a sign and put it in front of the original stall, which read: We have moved. Walk this way → 600 meters and you will see our store.
The customer who came to Rong Jing for fortune-telling immediately exclaimed, "Master Rong has a shop now?"
The person next to him smiled and said, "You make a lot of money."
The guest glanced at him, looked him up and down, and asked, "Are you here for fortune-telling too?"
"No, I was just passing by."
"No wonder he speaks so sourly." After the customer said this, he didn't care about the expression of the person who spoke, turned around and followed the clues on the sign to find Rong Jing's shop.
Mo Jingtong drank orange juice and looked at the man's face turning blue and black like he was looking at a monkey. He couldn't help laughing out loud.
"why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing because I thought of something funny." Mo Jingtong curled his lips, "Why do you care whether others laugh or not?"
“…”
Watching the man leave in a rage, Mo Jingtong sighed.
Why.
Rong Jing moved and his stall became boring.
On the other side, several customers had already come into Rong Jing's store. These customers were both male and female, young and old. They stood together and looked at the facilities inside the store, sighing repeatedly.
"It's so high-end that there is even a self-service number-taking machine." A man who looked to be around 30 years old sighed, looked down at his number, then knocked on the door and walked into Rong Jing's workshop.
Facing Rong Jing, the first thing he said was, "Master, I came here because I saw the news these past two days."
Rong Jing was slightly stunned.
Many people had come to him for fortune-telling after seeing the news, but what was the meaning of the description "in the past two days"? It had been so long since Chang Tianrui's incident, could it be that something new had been dug up?
Seeing that Rong Jing was a little confused, the man took out his cell phone and handed it to Rong Jing to see.
Rong Jing lowered his head and immediately understood.
This news has nothing to do with Chang Tianrui, but it is related to Wu Mingliang's family.
Wu Mingliang actually took the initiative to contact the media and told the story of his daughter and their family.
After reading the report, Rong Jing couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Although there are many bad guys like Qiu Qian and Xu Zhi, there are also many kind people. Rong Jing thought that Wu Mingliang must have felt that the 500 yuan he charged was too cheap, so he wanted to mention him in the news and help him become famous as a way to repay him.
But some things, when repeated, just open the wound again.
"Oh, by the way, some netizens have found out that Wu Mingliang and his family went to look for Cao Zhen before this, but Cao Zhen has now escaped."
"Run away?"
The man nodded. "Yeah, as soon as this happened, people went to Changhua Street that day and called him a liar. They said he'd have a miserable death, saying the Wu couple had suffered enough, and yet they had to be tricked by him. They accused him of being heartless and so on... If he hadn't run away, he would have been put in a sack and beaten."
After finishing the gossip, the man finally brought up his own affairs; he had come to consult a fortuneteller. Rong Jing lowered his eyes to examine the hexagram, his lips twitching slightly as he told him, "Gen on top, Gen on bottom, the sixth and fifth line. You... should be more careful with your words."
From their interactions just now, Rong Jing could clearly feel that he was a talkative person.
When the man heard this divination, his expression faltered, and then he laughed awkwardly, "Master, you're so accurate. To be honest, my last job was ruined by my mouth. I spoke rudely and offended my direct superior."
Rong Jing: "...So you don't have to spend the five hundred dollars."
Isn’t it very clear where your problem lies?
The man continued to laugh awkwardly: "Then I can't change my bad mouth."
But now it seems that if you want to get promoted, you have to watch your mouth.
He sighed, said goodbye to Rong Jing sadly, and walked away.
Rong Jing: “…”
The next day, Rong Jing's butt was almost numb from sitting, and he finally sent all the guests away.
He looked at the messy chairs in the room outside and thought that maybe he really needed an assistant to help with some chores.
While muttering to himself, he pushed open the door. The black Cullinan was already waiting in front. Rong Jing bent down and walked in, sniffed, and before he could say anything, a piece of cake appeared in front of him.
He reached out and hugged her, his eyes shining with emotion: "How did you know I was hungry?"
"Song Qing came by this afternoon, but since he saw you were busy, he didn't bother you. He said the restaurant was packed with customers, and he guessed you wouldn't have time for dinner." Xie Changshi glanced at the time, seeing it was already around seven in the evening. He said, "Eat some cake first, and then I'll take you to eat hot pot."
"Then let's go to Celcom. We have a card."
"OK."
…
late at night.
In an apartment building in the north of the city, a young man in his twenties suddenly jumped up from the bed.
The light in the room was turned on with a click, and the light fell on him, illuminating his face soaked with cold sweat.
He exhaled, quickly got out of bed, brought his computer over, and skillfully opened a forum and posted:
[Brothers, I had another nightmare tonight, and the most exaggerated thing is that the person in my dream seemed to be much closer to me!]
After posting, the young man clicked on his own profile picture and read through all his posts from the past two days.
Three days ago, he posted that he had dreamed of a person wearing white clothes whose face he could not see clearly. The only difference was that the person was standing under a tree, and he was separated from the person by a river.
Two days ago, he said he dreamed of that man again.
The scene was still the same as in the previous dream, but the man appeared not under a tree, but in the middle of the river.
Yesterday, the dream repeated itself.
The only difference is the other party's location, which has changed from the middle of the river to the river bank.
And tonight, that person was just one step away from him.
From that brief distance, the young man couldn't see his full features clearly, but he could see his hair was extremely long, hanging down and obscuring his features. Furthermore, his body was slightly hunched, and his arms were disproportionately long. His hands jutted out from his white clothes, revealing exceptionally sharp fingers.
He licked his dry lips and added a paragraph to the new post: I really feel something is wrong, and I think the people I dreamed of were not human...
As soon as I refreshed my screen, I saw a new reply: I felt something was wrong when I saw your post yesterday. What kind of good person would dream of doing something like this? Buddy, are you being haunted by a ghost?
The young man's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He refreshed the page again, and someone replied to the floor above: Not sure if he was haunted by a ghost, but he definitely encountered something dirty.
The young man quickly asked: What should I do then?
The other party replied: "Is the host's IP address in Yancheng? That's easy. Go find Rong Jing, he will definitely be able to help you solve it."
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