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Along the way, Xiao Yefeng and his companions shared a business vehicle. Sitting at the back, Xiao Yefeng kept his eyes closed, resting, while Sun Lei and Tang Hao engaged in conversation. Only the Two Goddesses exchanged glances with each other and occasionally looked towards Xiao Yefeng.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng was indeed conversing with someone, but unlike the others who were chatting with living beings, he was talking to a ghost—specifically, Zhang Chuanhai, whom that Cheap Brother had given him!
"I'm sorry, I got too excited!" This was Zhang Chuanhai's first line to Xiao Yefeng, marking the beginning of their conversation. After getting to know each other, the initial tension that Zhang Chuanhai felt began to dissipate.
As it turned out, the one who could summon the Big Dipper Deity was not Xiao Yefeng himself. Due to Xiao Yefeng's unique constitution, the Xiao Family could inherit memories at the cost of at least thirty years of lifespan. Therefore, for the males of the Xiao Family who awakened their abilities late, facing ghosts for the first time was extremely perilous. The ancestral power passed down through generations could be invoked as protection during such encounters.
This power was not fixed; perhaps during the next encounter with a ghost, they could still call upon their ancestors. However, it was also possible that this ability could be exhausted in one go, leaving them to rely solely on themselves next time. Hearing this made Zhang Chuanhai scratch his head in disbelief; he never expected to be outdone by such a novice Geomancer.
At that moment, Zhang Chuanhai understood why Xiao Yefeng had seemed like a different person since the battle began—his ancestors had descended. After Xiao Yefeng shared his story, Zhang Chuanhai explained his own grievances.
Xiao Yefeng was taken aback; what was going on? Everything Zhang Chuanhai recounted was different from what he had seen when he read his fortune. After obtaining an accurate Birth Chart, Xiao Yefeng began to help Zhang Chuanhai with his fortune-telling. In his eighty-two years of life, it should have been smooth sailing despite some normal ups and downs.
However, after hearing Zhang Chuanhai's account, Xiao Yefeng furrowed his brow in concern. Zhang Chuanhai had died two years ago at the age of twenty-four. He had just gotten engaged and was preparing to marry his girlfriend of two years when suddenly, at the beginning of 2048 Dragon Year, the robust Zhang Chuanhai fell ill without warning. He suffered from facial paralysis and limb paralysis. His devoted girlfriend cared for him tirelessly for nearly a year until Zhang Chuanhai passed away on his twenty-fourth birthday.
The key issue was that Zhang Chuanhai did not even know how he died. After taking traditional medicine from his girlfriend, he felt a tingling sensation in his limbs and called out to her in joy. However, that was where his memory ended; when he regained consciousness, he found himself already buried. At that moment, he felt regret for leaving his girlfriend behind but thought it would end her suffering. He resolved to wait peacefully for the Black and White Elders to guide him.
However, what Zhang Chuanhai did not anticipate was that before Seven Days After Death had passed, misfortune struck his grave. He felt as if a Soul Banner swaying in the wind had turned him upside down before he lost consciousness again. When he reappeared, Wankang Building had already been established, and he found himself trapped by soul locks beneath it—firmly restrained by an Angry Buddha wielding a Demon-Subduing Pestle.
At this point in their conversation, Xiao Yefeng interrupted with a question: "Why did you experience over a year of fainting?" This was something Zhang Chuanhai did not understand either. Ghosts typically waited for Seven Days After Death and then returned home for one last look at their family before reincarnating. However, it seemed that Zhang Chuanhai had been mistaken for a Geomancer or perhaps controlled by someone who exhausted a Geomancer's soul.
Xiao Yefeng believed that this was a particularly malicious form of Soul Control, one that began its preparations while the victim was still alive. Zhang Chuanhai had endured various torments for a year before his death. However, after further discussion, Xiao Yefeng realized why Zhang Chuanhai, despite suffering so much, did not become an Evil Spirit immediately after his death; it turned out that Zhang Chuanhai was inherently optimistic.
He believed in the arrangement of fate and thought that everything he endured was due to his own karma. Zhang Chuanhai had worked part-time at a slaughterhouse since he was a teenager to help support his family. He was clever and quickly became skilled at his job. As a young man, he was responsible for slaughtering chickens and ducks for six years. By the age of twenty, he had killed countless poultry and livestock, sometimes managing to slaughter over twenty large animals in a single day.
However, after meeting his girlfriend, he left the slaughterhouse. In his final year, Zhang Chuanhai thought it was all part of his karmic retribution. Thus, when he died, he felt guilty towards his girlfriend but harbored no resentment whatsoever.
Now, as an Earthbound Spirit among the wronged souls, Zhang Chuanhai faced a fate that would leave him tormented and unable to reincarnate. Xiao Yefeng could not understand how someone so optimistic could end up like this. During their conversation, Zhang Chuanhai shared his speculation after regaining some clarity.
Before falling ill, Zhang Chuanhai had encountered a Daoist dressed in a robe. Being someone who believed in fate, he invited the old Daoist to dinner. After asking about Zhang Chuanhai's birth chart, the Daoist hurriedly left, leaving Zhang Chuanhai confused. However, after becoming an Earthly Evil Spirit, he constantly speculated that it was that Daoist who had secretly harmed him by obtaining his Birth Chart, leading to his unfortunate fate of being unable to reincarnate.
Combining this with his memories, Xiao Yefeng also found this to be the only explanation; otherwise, he truly could not understand the cause of such a situation. Just as the two were engaged in their conversation, they arrived at their destination.
Hastily cutting off their spiritual communication, Xiao Yefeng was the last to step off the vehicle. Before him stood an ancient-style plaque with four dark green characters: "Wealthy Family."
"Wealthy Family?" Xiao Yefeng read out in confusion.
Beside him, Tang Hao appeared even more bewildered and asked, "What kind of place is this? Isn't it an entertainment city? Is it a competition venue?"
The Earth Dweller Sun Lei grinned mischievously and said, "Brothers, this is a place for men—no! To be precise, it's a place for people of all genders."
"Hey! Sister Liu! Sister Mei! Why are you so late?" A voice filled with envy yet tinged with sarcasm came from within the ancient gate.
Then a woman appeared who looked almost like a fairy. The most eye-catching feature was her outfit resembling a three-piece swimsuit; however, she was alluringly voluptuous. Her curvy figure could make many men swallow hard. The deep V neckline of her plush-themed dress extended from her neck down to her abdomen, barely concealing her ample bosom with two strips of fabric just a few inches wide. Additionally, there was a decorative tail on her back reminiscent of a mythical nine-tailed fox—she truly resembled a living embodiment of temptation.
“Han Mei! What are you doing here?” Liu Yiyi said disdainfully, her Apricot Eyes filled with contempt.
“Yiyi, have you forgotten? Hangzhou is our family's development point! How can you Liu Family have a say in this while I, Han Mei, can't even make a move?” Han Mei, a woman as enchanting as a fox spirit, spoke softly, yet her words drew the attention of the security at the entrance and passersby on the street. Even Xiao Yefeng could hear many people struggling to swallow their saliva.
“Oh, so these are Yiyi's men? Tsk tsk tsk, sister, your taste must be lacking; just looking at them, I can tell they won't last more than three minutes!” Han Mei swayed her slender waist and flaunted her ample bosom as she approached Xiao Yefeng and his companions. She reached out to caress Sun Tang and the others, but just as she attempted to lift Xiao Yefeng's chin with her hand, he dodged, and her delicate white fingers swept through the air in front of his face.
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