Chapter 10 Shen Yuepo, that brat is too strange.
Shen Yuepo tilted her head, her gaze sweeping over the female ghost behind Shen Yichuan, and a smile curled at the corner of her lips:
"Shen Yichuan, lately... have you been feeling a chill on your neck, and in the middle of the night, as if someone is breathing in your ear?"
Shen Yichuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the color drained from his face. His hands, which were in his pockets, clenched unconsciously.
How did she know?!
He has been having trouble sleeping lately, and he has been suspecting that he is being haunted by some evil spirit.
Shen Yuepo seemed oblivious to Shen Yichuan's sudden change in expression and Madam Shen's deathly pale face.
She gently tapped her chin with her fingertip and slowly added the last sentence:
"Oh, by the way... the one behind you,"
She paused for a moment, then commented, "She has a good figure and is quite pretty."
As soon as he finished speaking, the last trace of color drained from Shen Yichuan's face.
The hairs on the back of his head stood on end, and an indescribable chill seemed to truly cling to his skin.
"ah--!"
Madam Shen let out a short, suppressed scream.
The usually dignified and elegant lady was now so frightened that she clung tightly to Shen Yuepo's arm, her voice trembling uncontrollably:
"Moon Soul...is what you're saying true?! Yichuan...is there really something sinister behind him?!"
Shen Yuepo's body suddenly stiffened.
The sudden touch made her extremely uncomfortable.
She was used to the mountain breeze, the tranquility of the Taoist temple, and keeping a distance of more than three feet from others.
She almost immediately pulled her arm out of Madam Shen's grasp.
"Don't worry," she said, taking a half-step back to create a distance between them. "You have my amulet; ordinary ghosts and monsters dare not come within three feet of you."
This explanation seemed to have barely calmed the terrified Madam Shen.
She clutched her chest, gasping for breath.
Taking advantage of the moment when Madam Shen was in shock, Shen Yuepo spoke again, "Jiang Yubai's contact information?"
This time, Madam Shen did not press the matter further; she trusted Shen Yuepo's character.
She pulled out her phone from her small handbag and quickly read out a number.
Shen Yuepo wrote it down expressionlessly.
Meanwhile, Shen Yichuan's mind was filled with Shen Yuepo's words, "a beautiful female ghost."
He strode out of the flower hall, his mind filled with only one thought: Find the master! That brat Shen Yuepo is too wicked!
Having obtained the phone number, Shen Yuepo did not leave.
She stood still, her gaze calmly shifting to the still-shaken Madam Shen:
"Besides this place, does the Shen family own any other properties? Especially... older houses?"
Madam Shen was still in shock and her thoughts were in disarray. Upon hearing this question, she subconsciously shook her head and then nodded:
"Yes, there is an old house in the countryside, which was passed down from your grandmother's generation... no, from your great-grandfather's generation. We rarely go back there."
A glint of light flashed in Shen Yuepo's eyes.
The fact that it is old, vacant, and nourished by yin energy... all these conditions point to the possibility.
She immediately pressed, "Can I take a look?"
Madam Shen, barely recovering from the shock of being frightened by the "female ghost," smiled and said:
"Of course. Your return to the Shen family is a big deal. According to the rules, we should open the ancestral hall to inform our ancestors. Your father has been looking through the almanac these past few days, trying to pick the best day so that our whole family can go back to the old house together and hold a grand ceremony to worship our ancestors, so that our ancestors will know that you have returned."
Shen Yuepo raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly.
Looking for an auspicious date? Why not consult her? Out of blood ties, she might even offer a friendly price.
The thought flashed through her mind, but her face remained calm and composed, and she simply replied, "Okay."
Having obtained the information she wanted, she stopped lingering and turned to leave the flower hall.
Back in his second-floor guest room, Shen Yuepo didn't waste a moment. He immediately took out his phone and dialed the number that Madam Shen had given him.
The phone rang a few times before being answered.
"Hello?" A deep, pleasant but tired male voice came through.
"Jiang Yubai?" Shen Yuepo got straight to the point, his voice clear and cold like an ice spring, without any pleasantries.
There was a noticeable pause on the other end of the phone. "Yes, it is. Who are you?"
"The Soul of the Sinking Moon".
She gave her name and clearly caught the momentary pause in breathing on the other end of the phone.
Everyone knows that the Shen family in the capital found their daughter who had been abducted for eighteen years, and her name is Shen Yuepo.
She didn't give the other party a chance to question her:
"Xiao Wanxing is dead. Not missing, but dead."
Shen Yuepo's voice was completely flat, "I know where her body is."
There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone.
A moment later, Jiang Yubai's voice came again, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with disbelief:
"...What the hell are you saying?!"
Where are you?! I'm coming to find you!
Shen Yuepo gave the address of the Shen family's main residence and hung up the phone decisively.
She was still dressed in simple colors, wearing her signature gray-blue Taoist robe, as she went downstairs and headed towards the villa's gate.
Outside the magnificent gate of the Shen family.
A Cullinan screeched to a halt at the entrance, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The car door was pushed open forcefully, and Jiang Yubai staggered out of the car.
He was wearing a bespoke suit, but he no longer possessed his former noble and composed demeanor.
His tie was pulled askew, his hair was disheveled, his handsome face was deathly pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He exuded an intense, overwhelming aura of malevolence.
He stared intently at Shen Yuepo, his gaze seemingly piercing through her.
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