Chapter 180: with translation of chapter title

180, cast a hexagram, calculate her position.

Tushan Jiu picked up the phone, but she didn't put the phone to her ear.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone connected, a roar came from the other side.

"Tushan Jiu! Look at what you've done! I don't care where you are now, come to the office right away!"

"Old Tong, please calm down, I'm just doing a routine sword-for-hire, how could I not do business?"

Tong Xuping angrily took a deep breath, "I didn't know the Tushan family had sunk to the point of doing business whenever they see it, ah!"

"I'll light incense right now and drag your grandfather out, it's all his fault, how did this good kid end up like this under his teaching!"

Tushan Jiu held back her laughter, skillfully responding, "Mmm," "Okay," "Good."

Xie Shiyu, who was driving, glanced over, and Tushan Jiu winked at him.

From the other end of the phone came a 'bang' as the door closed.

Tushan Jiu then laughed out loud, "Did the leader leave?"

Tong Xuping really gave her a scolding this time, "You, you should have given me a heads-up first; those two female ghosts killed the guy named Wei Huai, then directly escorted his soul into his ghost gate without going through the office—do you think the higher-ups won't come investigate?"

"At least in private you call me grandfather; you brought your son-in-law back but didn't come see me, instead you first gave me a 'big gift'!"

Tushan Jiu spoke frankly, "I originally planned to visit you tomorrow; tomorrow my fiancé is going to the cemetery area, so I'll just stop by the office on the way—after all, your office isn't exactly right next to the cemetery, is it?"

Tong Xuping: "... There's no need to emphasize our office's location; it was your grandfather who said the feng shui was good."

Tushan Jiu thought for a moment and insisted, "But that place is backed by mountains and facing water, the feng shui really is good—back when you were at the old address, even ghosts didn't like it..."

"Enough, enough; we just happen to have no feng shui master here, everyone's only half-trained—whenever a feng shui master from a feng shui family comes out, I can't ask your grandfather to have us relocate!"

Yun Shi is not big, so the office naturally isn't big either; altogether there aren't many people.

Its scale simply can't compare to that of a first-tier city like Nan Cheng.

When she was young, she and her grandfather went to the northeast for sword-for-hire work, and she once saw the smallest office possible— the whole unit had only one leader and one employee.

That city is mostly forested, with few people, so just those two were enough.

After all, things aren't like before; the metaphysical world is dwindling, and those with metaphysical talent are few and far between, so naturally we must allocate personnel reasonably.

Tushan Jiu didn't speak, just smiled.

"What are you laughing at!" Tong Xuping said angrily.

But as soon as his words fell, Tushan Jiu's laughter abruptly stopped, and at the same time a sudden braking sound came through the phone.

Tong Xuping called out, "Tushan Jiu? Xiao Jiu?"

"It's fine, a few suicidal bastards are blocking the road; Grandfather Tong, I won't tell you now, I'm going to exercise." After saying that, Tushan Jiu hung up the phone.

Inside the Yun Shi office.

After hanging up, Tong Xuping muttered, "Looks like the younger generation of the He Family aren't accepting this."

Yesterday, as soon as Tushan Jiu landed, basically everyone knew she had returned to Yun Shi.

Especially yesterday's few bolts of strange thunder—many metaphysicians were paying attention in the group, and finally someone calculated that the direction was the He Family.

Tong Xuping stroked the little tuft of beard on his chin, then opened his phone, found the group chat page, and pressed the voice key.

"The sword-for-hire practitioner Tushan Jiu might be facing revenge from enemies; cast a hexagram, calculate her position, report to the group, everyone go check out the excitement, I'll cover if anything happens."

Not long after the voice message was sent, the group posted a coordinate.

Immediately after, 'Received' flooded the screen.

Tong Xuping's little beard twitched, he picked up the thermos on the table and took a big gulp, then slowly chewed the honey-flavored goji berries.

On Tushan Jiu's side.

She and Xie Shiyu got out of the car; on a small lane, several minibuses successively pulled up in the opposite direction.

The car doors opened one after another, and forty or fifty people got out.

He Dongyang got out of a black car and walked over slowly.

His hand still had a bandage wrapped around it.

Seeing that only Xie Shiyu and Tushan Jiu were opposite them, not even a driver.

Of course, He Dongyang wouldn't be so foolish as to think Xie Shiyu goes out without bodyguards,

He snorted: "Mr. Xie, where are your people? Don't hide them, come out—today I, He Dongyang, will plainly tell you: I don't care about anyone else's share of the inheritance, I'm not greedy; as long as your fiancée returns my share to me, I don't want anything else."

"Is it yours, then you want it?" Xie Shiyu looked at him, his eyes turning cold.

He Dongyang gritted his teeth: "Mr. Xie, I know you're the richest man in Nan Cheng, but you have to know this is Yun Shi, not Nan Cheng!"

Tushan Jiu was amused by his words, "You also know this is Yun Shi, right? How? In this Yun Shi, can the He Family cover the sky with one hand?"

"Hmph, looks like you can't be reasoned with, then don't blame me for offending you!"

"Hit her, I want that woman's hand to make a handprint!" He Dongyang stared fixedly at Tushan Jiu, "Anyway I've got nothing left, might as well go all out—turn a bicycle into a motorcycle..."

Before the word 'tuo' even landed, four groups of people came from their front, back, left, and right.

They surrounded them in the middle.

Behind Xie Shiyu and Tushan Jiu, a fleet of black sedans pulled up, and out stepped the bodyguards.

The group on the left was similar, but the first to get out was He Wanlin.

Leading the right side was a Red Flag car; the car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit stepped out.

And at the rear, behind He Dongyang, leading was a group of youths on motorcycles.

"Lu Pengfei and his gang revved their engines in a ruffian manner, the modified sound waves deafening, 'We just happened to be nearby, yet someone dares to bully the sword-for-hire practitioner? I'll come see which buddy this is—you're way too bold!'"

He Dongyang had anticipated that Xie Shiyu would have bodyguards; when He Wanlin appeared, he was surprised but didn't think much of it, after all He Shengjun and He Miao's people would arrive soon, and he was sure he could retrieve the inheritance today.

But the person who stepped out of the Red Flag car was the former chief of Yun Shi, while the current chief is someone he once promoted from his own subordinates.

How could he appear here!