Chapter 74: 74

74 "Want to eat some hairy crab?"

Tushan Jiu saw the novelty in Xie Shiyu's eyes.

Her eyes crinkled, and she began to explain the principle to him.

But this principle definitely wasn't about science.

Different trades are like different mountains; as for what Tushan Jiu explained, Xie Shiyu could only say he digested what he could digest, and the rest he only half-understood.

Because today was a day off, everyone was present at lunch.

Xu Airu said she wanted to go shopping in the afternoon and ask Tushan Jiu if she wanted to go.

But she had to go to the office in the afternoon, so she told Xu Airu she wouldn't go.

Actually, Xu Airu's original intention was to go buy her some jewelry; recently the autumn new arrivals, many shop owners had sent her pictures of the new items, and she thought a few of them would look great on Tushan Jiu.

Upon hearing she had something to do in the afternoon, she didn't dare ask what it was, and then asked again if she had anything tomorrow.

Tushan Jiu had nothing tomorrow, so she agreed.

During lunch today, Xie Jingting was especially quiet, occasionally zoning out; the soup in his bowl was gone, but he kept scooping with his spoon.

Tushan Jiu and Xie Shiyu exchanged a glance.

Xie Jingzhou also looked over.

Xie Wenmo, Xu Airu, and Old Master Xie all stared at each other.

They communicated through their eyes.

Old Master Xie: "What's wrong with him?"

Xie Wenmo: "I don't know, do you know, wife?"

Xu Airu shook her head, a worry flashing in her eyes.

Old Master Xie turned his gaze toward Xie Jingzhou.

Xie Jingzhou knew a little, but not much; he doesn't understand matters of the heart.

So he shrugged, indicating he knew nothing and asking not to be questioned.

The sudden silence brought Xie Jingting back to himself.

As a result, he noticed everyone was looking at him; his eyelid twitched, fearing they'd interrogate him, he hurriedly rose and said, "I'm full, you all eat slowly, I'm going upstairs," and then ran off.

Old Master Xie and the others then turned their gaze toward Tushan Jiu.

Tushan Jiu helplessly shook her head: "Feelings still need some polishing; rest assured, it'll be a good outcome—we'll eventually see the moon when the clouds part."

Upon hearing that, everyone finally relaxed.

After lunch, Tushan Jiu left.

She first went to a milk tea shop, queued to buy milk tea, then headed straight to the office.

Upon arriving at the office gate, she hadn't even gotten out of the car when she saw Gou Dan.

He was keeping Gou Daye company, basking in the sun and chatting.

Tushan Jiu knew this scene of a father's kindness and son's filial piety was Gou Daye's lifelong wish.

But... this good situation probably won't last long; at most a year remains.

However, it's not only humans who have regrets; spirits and gods do as well.

Just like her second granduncle, despite all his scheming, he never managed to win his white moonlight, and remained single till death.

Moreover, he passed away early, and after death he even met the person he liked.

After that, she just doesn't know.

Nowadays, even down there love is free; I don't know if her second granduncle managed to keep someone, but whenever he comes up, she'll gossip.

Tushan Jiu quickly snapped out of her thoughts and strode inside.

"Gou Daye, Gou Dan, good afternoon."

Gou Dan now has a conditioned reflex to Tushan Jiu's voice.

Startled, he fell straight from the rocking chair, "Ow, my butt!"

This scene felt familiar to Tushan Jiu.

Even the way the two of them looked when they were hurt from the fall was the same.

Tushan Jiu laughed, and Gou Daye laughed too.

Gou Dan quickly pressed the switch to open the gate, letting Tushan Jiu in.

It was still the usual facial-recognition registration procedure.

When Tushan Jiu entered the lobby, everyone, whether they knew her or not, greeted her.

She was somewhat used to it, but she still quickened her pace, heading straight for the elevator to go upstairs and find Lin Xiu'er.

The office door was open, obviously waiting for her.

She curled her lips and knocked on the door, making a sound inside.

Lin Xiu'er had her legs up on the desk, playing a game and blowing bubbles.

These netherworld civil servants ultimately differ from their mortal counterparts; they have fewer rules and are more lax.

As long as they complete their tasks when they have them, everything else is negotiable.

Most importantly, they have great authority; they can do anything.

Tushan Jiu admired.

Inside the office, hearing the commotion, Lin Xiu'er looked up and saw Tushan Jiu; she stopped playing her game and excitedly asked, "Come on, let's see what you've caught this time."

She was dying of curiosity.

She also didn't know why, but she felt Tushan Jiu's luck was especially good; each time she could encounter something strange and wondrous.

Unlike her, whenever she goes on a mission, it's nothing but ghosts.

Moreover, Tushan Jiu is so mysterious, definitely a rare thing!

Moreover, Tushan Jiu didn't keep secrets here; making hand signs and chanting a spell, a stone immediately appeared in her hand.

Lin Xiu'er widened her eyes, showed shock, and let out a marmot shriek: 'Ah!!!'

But her shock wasn't due to that stone that had become a spirit.

Tushan Jiu put her finger to her lips, and Lin Xiu'er immediately covered her mouth with both hands to stay silent.

No, you, you, you—how did you do that?

As fellow members of the Mysterious Gate, Lin Xiu'er knows how difficult this is; it can even be said to be fundamentally impossible!

Tushan Jiu tossed the blue stone in her hand and said, 'Last night I invoked a god and borrowed some divine power; this final step is now complete.'

Lin Xiu'er's mouth could fit an egg.

Tushan Jiu didn't say anything else, so Lin Xiu'er naturally couldn't ask; she just gave her another thumbs-up.

Lin Xiu'er covered her face and slumped back into her chair, wailing: 'You're really amazing! I've never seen anyone like you; you're a credit-sword person, sister, an assistant for fragile credit-sword people! Are you still letting us have a way to survive?!'

Tushan Jiu was amused by her exaggerated expression, and she said seriously: 'Not bad, there's still room for improvement; don't get arrogant.'

'Pa', Lin Xiu'er failed to catch her words for the first time, fell to the ground, and couldn't get up.

Lin Xiu'er: 'I'm tired, let it be destroyed; I don't want to pick up anything.'

She reached out: 'Where's my milk tea? I need it to comfort me.'

Tushan Jiu also remembered; she made hand signs and chanted a spell, and two cups of milk tea appeared out of thin air on the table: 'Here, your ice-cold, still-warm, cool-as-can-be milk tea.'

Lin Xiu'er: 'Can I still pull back my hand now?'

Seeing her lifeless expression, Tushan Jiu was puzzled, wondering if she had said something unhappy again.

But everything she said was true.

But soon Lin Xiu'er picked up her milk tea and began to gulp it down; there's nothing a cup of milk tea can't solve.

She asked energetically: 'Is this a stone that has become a spirit? It's really rare.'

It's quite rare; it carries a human life on it, sent over for you to handle. Besides, I have a favor to ask: could someone help turn his demonic power into a Chinese mitten crab?

'Want to eat a Chinese mitten crab?' Lin Xiu'er didn't find it strange; this situation is normal. Although ghost power can change into what they love most, eating too much can get boring, so occasionally they swap flavors.

Tushan Jiu nodded: 'The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming up; let's eat together with family.'