Uncle Huang seemed to be deep in thought. After a while, he said somewhat uncertainly, "I don't remember exactly what I dreamed about, but someone in the dream told me not to build a house there."
“I was busy building houses at the time, so busy that I didn’t pay much attention to the dream. Now that I think about it, I really shouldn’t have built houses there.”
I frowned and asked, "Are there any other houses around yours? Do they have the same situation?"
"Yes, there are a few houses across from me on the left, but I haven't heard them say anything about it. It's my own family's business, and I haven't told them about it."
"Changming, do you have any ideas?" Zhang Guangyin suddenly asked me.
"There are some, but we'll have to go and see for ourselves to know for sure." Although I had some guesses, I didn't want to say them out loud. The safest thing to do was to go and see for myself first.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off now!" Huang Haitao slapped his thigh and said eagerly.
"Mr. Huang, if this matter is related to something supernatural, going there during the day won't be of any use; we won't be able to see anything at all," I hurriedly explained.
Actually, it's not that you can't see anything during the day. Since learning the knowledge from my grandfather's USB drive, I have gained some understanding of the ghost-catching and exorcising industry. If you are skilled enough, like my grandfather, or some capable feng shui masters, you can roughly see where the problem lies.
“Yes, brother-in-law, Changming went to help me that day, but he didn’t go until the evening,” Zhang Guangyin added from the side.
"Alright then, Changming, you'll come with me tonight. Take care of things properly, and I'll treat you well." Huang Haitao made the decision immediately.
I nodded in agreement.
"Young Brother Changming, do you know if I should prepare anything?" Uncle Huang asked.
"No need, let me go see it first," I replied.
The matter was settled, and Huang Haitao left the office with Uncle Huang, promising to come back in the afternoon to pick me up and go up together.
"Changming, how's the job I found for you? Don't worry, that old man is quite wealthy. As long as you help him get things done, you'll get your share of the profits," Zhang Guangyin said with a grin, bringing his greasy head closer.
"Uh, it's alright." I subconsciously moved my head away from Zhang Guangyin. His chubby face covered in pimples was indeed a bit too much up close.
"Changming, this deal's done. Remember to treat me to a big meal. I've known you for so many years, and you've never even treated me to a steamed bun." Zhang Guangyin pulled his head back, patted my shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Hehe, no problem." After I finished speaking, I turned my face to the side, and the corners of my mouth twitched fiercely. I cursed in my heart, "Damn it, you withheld so much money from me before, and you think I'd treat you to something? Eat my ass! The fact that I didn't beat you up is already the greatest blessing God has given you."
"If I didn't have to pick up my wife tonight, I really wanted to go with you to see your amazing feat." Zhang Guangyin patted his forehead, looking regretful.
"Brother Yin, it's best to avoid contact with this kind of dirty stuff; it's not good for you," I said earnestly.
"Hehe, that's true."
"Hey, Brother Yin, I don't have to deliver packages today, so what am I supposed to do?" I asked.
"You don't have to do anything today. You can go wherever you want. You'll still get paid. Just remember to come back before 5 p.m. and wait for them." After saying that, Zhang Guangyin leaned back in his chair, took out his phone, and started scrolling through Douyin (TikTok) looking at long legs.
"Okay, I'll head out then." I said, getting up and leaving the office. Sure enough, once a person has ability, they will be respected; without ability, they can only do manual labor and are nothing.
Just like those who excel in their studies and end up working in offices, while those who are mischievous in class and only care about playing on their phones end up doing manual labor like delivering packages, just like me.
I left the office, got on my electric scooter, and planned to go to the Grand Temple to buy some more yellow paper. The paper I bought the other day was almost finished.
I went to the old woman's shop and saw her dozing off. I called out softly, "Grandma?"
The old woman looked up, saw it was me, and smiled like a chrysanthemum. "Young man, what do you need this time?"
"Buy a few stacks of yellow paper, then browse around," I replied with a smile.
"I'll go get it for you," the old woman said, and went into the inner room to start rummaging around.
The old woman didn't display the yellow paper used for drawing talismans outside for sale. Her shop wasn't big; it mainly sold incense paper and various kinds of huge banknotes from the Heaven and Earth Bank.
With nothing to do, I started browsing through the old woman's shop. I wasn't interested in incense or paper money, but as I looked around, I spotted a small knife in the far corner of the cabinet.
The knife was about 20 centimeters long and covered in dust, clearly indicating that it had been sitting there untouched for a long time. Out of curiosity, I picked it up.
When I picked up this knife, I was startled, because I seemed to sense a fluctuation of magical power emanating from it.
Um?
I blew the dust off the knife, revealing its true form: a bronze color. The blade wasn't sharp, and there were no signs of rust, so it must have been made of bronze. There were some drawings and texts on the knife that I couldn't understand, and a yin-yang symbol was engraved on the handle.
I examined the knife from all angles, but couldn't see anything wrong. I tried to infuse it with a trace of magic, but still didn't find anything unusual. Could it be that I sensed something wrong just now?
If this knife really does have magical fluctuations, then it's definitely a magical artifact, exactly what I need right now.
I brandished the knife a few times; it felt quite easy to use. I tried to sense it again, but still couldn't find anything.
"Young man, here you go, the yellow paper you wanted."
Just then, the old woman came up to me and handed me a bag.
I snapped out of my daze, reached out and took the talisman, and subconsciously asked, "How much for all of them?"
“1025 yuan,” the old woman replied.
"What did you say?" I was startled. When I came to buy it before, the yellow paper was five yuan a stack. How come it's suddenly so expensive now? Are they trying to rip me off?
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. A stack of yellow paper costs 5 yuan, but the knife in your hand costs 1,000 yuan," the old woman said with a smile, waving her hand.
"Grandma, this knife costs a thousand dollars?" I asked incredulously.
“That’s right.” Granny Ku nodded very seriously.
"Grandma, even if this knife is pure copper, it's only worth a little over half a pound at most. Selling it for a thousand yuan is just too... outrageous." I originally wanted to say that she was greedy, but in front of the shop owner, I suddenly changed my mind.
“This knife doesn’t belong to me; someone left it here,” the old woman said softly.
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