Chapter 51
Rong Jing thought he was justified enough, but he didn't expect Xie Changshi to be even more justified than him.
Choked by Mr. Xie's honest words, Rong Jing didn't know what to say. He stood there blinking, and after a while he said, "Then take it off and let me see it."
After a two-second pause, he added, "I still want to see the front."
Xie Changshi, of course, didn't show it to him again. He deeply understood the truth of the saying: what you can't get is the best, the most unforgettable. Grabbing the edge of his shirt and gently tugging it down, he walked past the boy, patted his head, and said nonchalantly, "Next time."
There will be a next time?
"When is the next time?" Rong Jing asked curiously.
"Next time I want to seduce you." After calmly writing this, Xie Changshi walked towards the kitchen and asked Rong Jing, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
Rong Jing had experienced Xie Changshi's acting and his seduction early in the morning, and now he was no longer sleepy. He stood behind Xie Changshi, slightly raised his feet and rested his chin on the man's shoulder to look at the ingredients in the refrigerator. He shook his head and suggested, "Let's go out to eat?"
Xie Changshi glanced out the window and reminded: "It's not even four o'clock yet."
Rong Jing: "But those breakfast shops are almost opening now."
Xie Changshi understood that Rong Jing wanted to eat breakfast at one of the small shops along the street. He didn't refuse, but said, "Then go change your clothes first."
At 4:05, Xie Changshi and Rong Jing drove to Lincheng District. They had heard that a street there was bustling in the mornings. But they had arrived early, and the street was deserted. Only businesses were preparing their breakfasts under the bright yellow lights.
Rong Jing ordered a pancake, took a satisfied bite, and then commented: "It's not as good as the one in front of your school."
When Xie Changshi was in high school, he'd occasionally go out of his way to buy breakfast from the pancake shop near the school gate and bring it back for Rong Jing. This wasn't often, as Xie Changshi didn't have much money, and Rong Jing was a well-behaved person. He'd eat whatever Xie Changshi bought him, but he wouldn't ask for it. Usually, he'd eat whatever Xie Changshi ate.
These were clearly memories from twelve years ago, but Xie Changshi only needed to recall them briefly, and the scene appeared clearly in front of him like a movie. He even remembered Rong Jing's childish smile at that time.
"I'll take you back to eat when I have a chance."
"Okay." Rong Jing ate the pancake in a few bites, then pulled Xie Changshi to the next door, squatted down, and said with bright eyes, "Xie Changshi, they also sell chicks here."
The little chick is furry and looks very cute.
Xie Changshi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want it?"
It may not be appropriate to raise this thing in Yunjiang Bay.
But if it is a villa halfway up the mountain, it’s a different story.
If Special Assistant Song heard this, he'd probably roll his eyes. Who spends so much money on a villa backing onto a scenic area, only to use it to raise chickens? What a psychopath!
Fortunately, Rong Jing shook her head and said, "No, I just think they're cute, don't you think?"
Xie Changshi didn't notice and replied casually: "Not as cute as you."
Rong Jing: "Are you comparing me to a chicken?"
Xie Changshi: “…”
The little zombie's train of thought is indeed quite unusual.
After visiting the morning market, Rong Jing ate several servings of breakfast with great effort. His appetite amazed the bosses on the street, who then gave him a thumbs up.
Rong Jing felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly urged Xie Changshi to get back to the car.
It was still early, so Xie Changshi drove him to a nearby park for a walk, so that he could digest his food and take a walk to breathe some fresh air.
Xie Changshi asked him, "Are you going to the police station or the studio today?"
Rong Jing was also struggling with this question, but judging by Captain Jin's WeChat messages, it seemed he didn't need to go to the police station anytime. So, after a few seconds of thought, he decisively replied, "Let's go to the studio. The police will call me if they need anything."
"Then I'll take you to the studio."
When Rong Jing got out of the car, the studio door was already open. Looking through the glass door at the figure bending over to clean inside, Xie Changshi raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a hint of ridicule, "No wonder those people from the Yan family are so satisfied."
A few days ago, I even wanted to go to his house with gifts to express my gratitude, but was stopped by Song Qing.
Now it seems that the parents' attitude is indeed necessary. After all, the last time Yan Yingyao worked so hard was probably when high school started and the school required every class to do a thorough cleaning.
As they were talking, another figure appeared in the sight of Rong Jing and Xie Changshi. The man was holding a mop in one hand and had one hand on his waist, chattering incessantly.
Rong Jing narrowed his eyes and looked over, and found that the person was none other than Nie Liu, who had come to the studio to look for Yan Yingyao earlier.
Rong Jing: “…”
What's going on.
While Rong Jing was lost in shock, the two people inside had apparently also seen him, as well as Xie Changshi, who had half his face visible after lowering the car window. Nie Liu immediately dropped the mop in his hand, pretended to take a deep breath, pinched Yan Yingyao's arm with his fingers, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Who is this? Who is this? Is there something wrong with my eyes?"
Yan Yingyao thought to himself, who else could it be, isn't it Mr. Xie Changshi, our Master Rong's 'good friend'?
Rong Jing didn't miss Nie Liu's reaction. He turned around and waved to Xie Changshi before stepping inside and asking, "Why is Young Master Nie here too?"
Yan Yingyao: "He's just a follower, ignore him."
Nie Liu wanted to retort: "What a follower, I'm here to apply for a job!"
Yan Yingyao turned his head abruptly: "Are you trying to steal my job?"
Without waiting for Nie Liu to reply, he bent down and picked up the mop on the floor. Without hesitation, he drove the man out of the studio with the mop in his hand. Standing at the door, he pointed the mop at Nie Liu's nose and said, "Get lost."
Nie Liu: “…”
Although Yan Yingyao was very dissatisfied with Nie Liu, Nie Liu did not leave in the end because of his thick skin.
Rong Jing ignored their quarreling and went to the workshop to wait for customers to come.
During lunch, he received another call from Jin Hong. As soon as the call was connected, Rong Jing heard Jin Hong say, "Master Rong, we investigated the forum that Zhang Ze's cousin mentioned and found an account that was in contact with Zhang Ze. The owner of the account is a large factory employee named Liu Wenshi."
After a pause, Jin Hong spoke again: "After contacting Liu Wenshi, we found that there were many portraits of 'spirits' in Liu Wenshi's home. According to him, these portraits were given to him by a Taoist priest named Han Yu."
When talking about the word 'Han Yu', Jin Hong emphasized his tone.
Liu Wenshi recalls how he and Han Yu met in a rather ordinary way. One evening, while walking home exhausted, he saw a Taoist priest setting up a stall. He initially dismissed the Taoist priest as a tourist, but as they passed, he suddenly said, "Sir, are you worried about your future?"
future?
Liu Wenshi immediately stopped and turned to look at the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest lowered his head, fiddling with the objects on the table, not looking at him. But Liu Wenshi's heart was in turmoil, because the Taoist priest had indeed predicted it. This afternoon at work, his direct supervisor had subtly mentioned the possibility of his dismissal. This matter had weighed on his mind ever since, causing him to feel completely dazed.
He licked his lips, couldn't help but walked forward and asked, "How did you know?"
Han Yu looked up at him and laughed, "Of course I noticed it. To me, it's nothing."
Liu Wenshi had never come into contact with Taoist priests before, because in his eyes, people like Han Yu could be equated with the term "jianghu charlatan." Charlatans, charlatans, only prey on fools.
But now... he felt that his previous thinking was a little narrow-minded.
With so many years of history in China, perhaps—
Is there anyone who really has the ability?
He squeezed the briefcase on his body, took another step forward, and asked, "Then, can you solve my current predicament?"
Han Yu smiled: "Of course, I can not only let you stay, but also give you a promotion."
Afterwards, as Liu Wenshi stared in astonishment, Han Yu handed him a strange portrait of a strange-looking... person. It could be called a person for now, as it had human limbs, a head, and a neck, though it was a bit uglier than a human.
And after watching it for a long time, I always feel dizzy.
Liu Wenshi didn't dare to look any longer and could only turn his gaze back to Han Yu. Han Yu then told him about the spirit summoning ceremony and the content of the wish.
When he returned home that day, Liu Wenshi had not yet made up his mind.
But when he returned to the office the next day, the company's intention to fire him became increasingly clear, and it seemed many of his colleagues had also heard the news. His usual rival, his sworn enemy, came to his desk every few minutes, not only mocking his impending dismissal but also deliberately lowering his voice, saying, "I just heard I might be getting a promotion. I don't know if it's true, but if it is, Liu Wenshi, I'll treat you to a meal."
Liu Wenshi knew very well that the so-called treating to a meal was fake and showing off was the real thing.
He was extremely angry, and when he got home, he finally made up his mind.
At midnight that night, he completed the spirit summoning ceremony and made a wish.
The next day, when he went to the company, the rumors seemed to have died down a lot. That afternoon, his direct supervisor called him into the office, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a cheerful smile, "Great, Xiao Liu! A few days ago, I thought the company was going to fire you, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden turn of events. You're going to be promoted!"
The word "promotion" rang in Liu Wenshi's ears, his eyes widened little by little, and the excitement in his heart could no longer be concealed.
His breathing became extremely rapid.
When he returned to his workstation, he received another piece of good news.
His arch-enemy who had boasted about his promotion in front of him was actually fired!
Liu Wenshi almost wanted to laugh out loud.
"That's how Liu Wenshi treated Han Yu as a god. Later, he did whatever Han Yu asked him to do." Jin Hong said to Rong Jing.
Han Yu gave Liu Wenshi a stack of "spirit" portraits and asked Liu Wenshi to promote them on the forum. Most people didn't take them seriously, but Zhang Ze did.
"Apart from Zhangze, there are several other places that are the 'sources'."
After listening to this, Rong Jing blinked and said, "But the people who got into trouble were all students."
Jin Hong sighed: "Yes, Liu Wenshi said that this was Han Yu's request."
After a pause, Jin Hong continued, "Actually, after investigating this, we all believe that this incident was a deliberate provocation by Han Yu."
provocative?
Rong Jing was stunned and asked, "Why do you say that?"
Jin Hong: "Liu Wenshi said that Han Yu told him that if someone with the name Rong Jing or Chi Bai comes to him one day, he should tell them the name Han Yu."
After hearing this, Rong Jing had to agree with Jin Hong's statement even if he didn't have a brain.
It seems... Han Yu seems very angry about Xue Cang being rescued.
Han Yu, Tao Ziguan, really did a lot of harm to people.
Jin Hong sensed the silence on the other end of the line and felt a little helpless. Compared to those serial killers, this kind of person with special abilities was truly terrifying. Now it seemed that both Han Yu and Ling Xiao were complete psychopaths who didn't take human life seriously at all.
After a while, Rong Jing asked, "Is Chi Bai back?"
Jin Hong said, "I heard that everything is going well for him and he will probably be back around 2 o'clock this afternoon. By the way, we found some students who played the spirit summoning game, but Xue Cang checked them out and there are no major problems."
"Okay, I understand."
The call ended, and Rong Jing had just turned off the phone when a voice rang in her ear: "You look a little unhappy. Is it because of that Han Yu?"
The sudden sound startled Rong Jing, but the voice was too familiar, it was Si Liu.
The young man turned his head and complained: "Senior, you walk without making any sound——"
Oh, he has become a ghost, and he really walks without making any sound.
So he changed his words: "Next time let me be prepared."
Si Liu rolled his eyes and said that as a zombie, he was so timid. Then he crossed his legs and said slowly, "What's there to worry about? Let's find a chance and go to that Taoziguan and kill them all."
Rong Jing: “…”
He gently reminded: "My divination shows that it is not good."
Si Liu pointed to his nose: "Do you count me?"
No.
秗唽
Rong Jing shook his head.
Seeing his action, Si Liu immediately said: "Then calculate now, including me, how likely is it that we can kill Tao Ziguan."
Rong Jing did not refuse after hearing this.
However, when the copper coin was straightened, Rong Jing and Si Liu leaned forward and stared at the hexagram for a full five minutes. This strange silence was broken by Si Liu's uncertain question: "Little zombie, tell me the truth, are your fortune-telling skills not good enough?"
Rong Jing: “……?!”
He almost exploded: "I calculate every day, and no one has ever said that my calculations are inaccurate!"
Si Liu: "Then why is the hexagram so ominous? The hexagram before I died wasn't that ominous."
Rong Jing had a stern face and snorted unhappily, not giving any face: "That's because you were able to become a ghost when you died last time, but this time you die, you can't be a ghost anymore."
Si Liu: “…”
That makes a lot of sense.
But he still had some hope, pointing at the tortoise and the copper coin, saying, "Tell me another divination. If you can't take down Taoziguan, this old nest, can you still take down that little bastard Han Yu?"
Rong Jing obediently told another fortune.
A minute later, the ghost and the zombie stared at the hexagram and smiled with satisfaction.
OK, OK.
Good luck.
That's right.
…
That afternoon, Chi Baiyi returned to Yancheng and first visited the special department. Then he brought Xue Cang to the studio.
Rong Jing's studio was about to close, so naturally there were no customers. As soon as the two entered the room, they knocked on the door and went straight into Rong Jing's studio. Yan Yingyao, very tactful, immediately went next door to order a few cups of coffee.
Seeing this, Nie Liu, who had shamelessly stayed in the studio, immediately took out his phone to pay. Seeing Yan Yingyao's strange look, he exclaimed, "No, why are you looking at me with such a disgusting look?"
"curious."
"Didn't I bump into that tall guy the other day? I'm trying to make amends today."
So that's how it is.
Yan Yingyao took a step back, leaving the space for Nie Liu to perform.
After returning to the studio and delivering the coffee, Yan Yingyao and Nie Liu were told they could leave. They could tell Rong Jing, Chi Bai, and the others seemed to have important matters to discuss, so they naturally wouldn't be in the way. They exchanged a glance and decisively drove to Chunzui for a drink.
In the workshop, Chi Bai took a deep gulp of coffee. The cool liquid flowed into his mouth, making him feel a little more awake. He rubbed his sore brow, and the dark circles under his eyes were particularly obvious. He couldn't stop complaining, "Damn it, this really exhausted me. I told the Tianshi Alliance to open special departments in various places, but they refused to do it. Now, when it comes to this kind of thing, even if one person is divided into ten people, it still won't be enough."
Although Xue Cang did not belong to the special department before, he did have some understanding of this matter.
He smiled and comforted Chi Bai: "The Heavenly Master Alliance can't do anything. Although there are many Taoist temples across the country, there are only a few that have real skills."
In other words, there are too few capable Taoist priests, and it is obviously difficult to distribute a few across the country.
Take the Nanyang Temple, for example. This Taoist temple is located in Jiangling Province. Although the people there are quite capable, there are only three people in the entire temple, including the temple master. Asking them to support the disciples in going to the special departments is simply unrealistic.
In fact, Chi Bai was also very clear about this. He took another sip of coffee and poured all his resentment on Han Yu.
When Han Yu was mentioned, Rong Jing raised his hand and said, "Senior Si and I just had a fortune-telling. It's very auspicious to deal with Han Yu."
As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Xue Cang's face froze, and then he stared straight at Rong Jing.
Not missing his expression, Chi Bai patted his shoulder and said thoughtfully: "What he means is, even if he uses that powerful evil ghost to deal with us, we are capable of resisting..."
After saying this, he glanced at Si Liu.
He heard from Xue Cang that Si Liu gave Rong Jing a banner as a magic weapon. The banner was extremely powerful and it sucked away all the evil spirits in the entire hotel building as soon as it was turned on.
so--
Han Yu has evil spirits, and so do they!
Chi Bai's face immediately showed excitement: "Then we have to think of how to lure him out."
Han Yu is just like the Taoist Ling Xiao, a rat in the sewer. Duan Yunshuang has been looking for the Taoist Ling Xiao for such a long time, but he has never shown up.
Xue Cang suppressed his emotions, lowered his eyes and said, "I think he won't be able to hold it in for much longer."
He could guess that when Han Yu designed this spirit summoning game to provoke Rong Jing and the others, he must have intended to make things worse. For them, the disappearance of ten people from Yancheng was already a major case, but for an executioner like Han Yu, who could wipe out the entire Liuyun Temple with a single move, ten people were far from enough.
Therefore, this provocation failed.
Han Yu will definitely take action again.
and--
He suddenly pointed at himself and said with a smile, "Don't you still have me as your trump card? Although I'm not sure what the grudge is between Han Yu's sect and our Liuyun Temple, but judging from Han Yu's attitude, he will definitely not let me go."
Seeing him making fun of himself, Chi Bai frowned as he had a hint of smile on his face but only coldness in his eyes.
He patted Xue Cang hard a few times and said, "Don't worry, I will make him pay for his life to your master."
Xue Cang didn't say much after hearing this, just nodded and said "hmm".
In the next two days, Chi Bai and Xue Cang followed Jin Hong to investigate the other students who refused to tell the truth but secretly played the spirit-summoning game. Fortunately, the investigation was not difficult.
Liu Wenshi gave Zhang Ze many portraits of "spirits." Zhang Ze would contact people privately and give the portraits to students who were holding spirit summoning games. This could be found through the other party's WeChat, Penguin and other social software.
Anyway, the police station adheres to the principle of not killing the wrong person. Anyone who has contact with Zhang Ze will be called in for questioning.
Although it is a bit troublesome, the advantage is that no one will slip through the net.
On the other side, Rong Jing also welcomed a guest.
Today is Thursday afternoon and Hu Xiu has no classes. She sits quietly and silently in the corner of the Rongjing shop with her number in hand.
Nie Liu waved his hand again and offered coffee. He casually handed the cup to Hu Xiu. Hu Xiu was stunned for a second, then looked up to meet the young man's eyes. Nie Liu grinned and said, "Your drink."
Hu Xiu looked around and found that everyone had one. He hesitated for a moment before taking it and said softly, "Thank you."
Nie Liu waved his hand generously: "Don't be polite, I have too much money to spend."
When the guests waiting nearby heard this, they sipped their coffee and joked, "Sixth Young Master Nie, you'll get beaten for saying that."
Nie Liu had a good temper and raised his eyebrows when he heard that: "What are you afraid of? My family runs a security company and all the bodyguards are muscular men. They can take down any of them with one punch."
This is not nonsense.
Hu Xiu was amused by their conversation, pursing her lips and curling her eyes. Seeing this, Nie Liu said, "Hey, little girl, you should smile more. You look so beautiful when you smile."
After saying that, Nie Liu did not stay where he was, but continued to act as a money-giving boy, handing coffee to others.
Hu Xiu's name happened to be called. She concealed her complicated feelings at being praised, pushed open the door and walked in.
As soon as he saw her, Rong Jing's gaze fell on her back, but he quickly pulled his gaze back. He smiled at the girl and said, "Sit down. What do you want to calculate? Or... solve a small problem?"
The words "solve a small problem" coming from Rong Jing's mouth made Hu Xiu feel a little meaningful. She glanced at Rong Jing secretly and found that the other party was still looking at her, and her heart began to beat faster.
She clenched her fingers, opened her mouth, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "I, I heard that you can help deal with the spirits found in the spirit summoning game, right?"
"Yes." Rong Jing looked at her and nodded.
Hu Xiu swallowed, hesitated for a few seconds, and then asked, "Does solving it mean letting it turn to ashes? Can we just send it away... and not let it die?"
Rong Jing paused on the table and smiled for a moment: "It's no longer with you, but——"
He looked behind Hu Xiu, where there was a little kid dressed like a human being and cursing obscene words.
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