Chapter 98: 98

98 「Little Female Ghost, Gotcha! 」

Having gotten the location, Xiang Yichu picked up the nail clipper and got up, 「Since the position has already been divined, I, Xiang, will go ahead first. 」

No need to say more; once the prophecy is fulfilled, she'll naturally know on her side.

Tushan Jiu also rose to her feet.

Xiang Yichu looked at her and said, 「Tushan Dao Friend, please stay, no need to see me off. 」

Tushan Jiu picked up the stalk of yarrow on the table and said, 「I'm not here to see you off; I just happened to take on a job that's in the same place you're headed. You go find your corpses, and I'll go pawn my knife. 」

Xiang Yichu misunderstood her meaning, his ears turning red. He glanced at Tushan Jiu and said, 「We came by car; let's follow behind you. 」

It so happened that they weren't very familiar with the local roads, so having someone guide them was more convenient than navigation.

Tushan Jiu nodded. 「All right, let's go. 」

She turned around, greeted Xie Shiyu and Old Master Xie, then headed out.

In her peripheral vision, she saw Xu Airu wanting to speak but hesitating, her face still filled with worry.

She knew Xu Airu was surely worried about Guo Liheng's wife, since she hadn't been carrying anyone just now—anyone could understand.

Tushan Jiu spoke to soothe her: 「Auntie, don't worry—I'm here, she's fine. 」

Xu Airu naturally believed her, but worry was unavoidable: 「You also need to be careful—absolutely no getting hurt, hear me? 」

Tushan Jiu smiled at her, easing her tension, pinching her thumb and forefinger together: 「Little Female Ghost, Gotcha! 」

Everyone in the living room laughed at her sudden move.

Xiang Yichu glanced at Tushan Jiu, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

He really hadn't expected Tushan Jiu to have this side—she seemed a bit unsteady.

After Tushan Jiu and the others left,

Xie Shiyu kept Xu Airu company for a while, waiting until her mood improved a bit before heading out to the office.

Meanwhile, at the Guo residence.

After hanging up, Guo Liheng eased his racing heartbeat, then called Wang Mumumu, who was out buying things.

After all, he'd seen plenty of big scenes; his voice, having calmed a bit, sounded normal: 「Hey, honey, I've got to go to a gathering over here—come with me. 」

「Sorry, I got busy and forgot to tell you—just now the delivery came with the formalwear, and I only remembered. Come back for a moment, change clothes, and come with me; most of them are important partners, so not going would be bad. 」

「Fine, fine, fine—honey's the best. As a reward, tomorrow I'll take you to shoot that pink diamond necklace. 」

「Mm, come back—let the driver take it slow. 」

After ending the call, Guo Liheng's back was soaked in cold sweat.

At that moment, his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

But when he thought of how Tushan Jiu had just said she was rushing over here, he steadied himself.

His only worry now was his wife—the real Wang Mumumu's condition.

He lowered his gaze to the floor below—his wife was right there in the basement storage room—but he couldn't go look or touch her, and in his agitation he kept scratching his head.

Half an hour later, the first to arrive at the Guo residence were Tushan Jiu and Xiang Yichu and their group.

That ghost hadn't just hidden the original Wang Mumumu in the basement; she'd even turned the abducted corpse into a 【Goldfinch】, stashing it in the rented villa next door.

That villa had also been marked by the ghost, and so as not to startle the snake, they didn't mind spending a little more time.

Xiang Yichu also privately wanted to see how Tushan Jiu, this Credit Knife Person, catches ghosts.

He was purely curious, because he could clearly and strongly sense the confidence emanating from Tushan Jiu.

Because, as he knew, the Credit Knife Person's divination skills are very strong; as for spellcraft......

Never mind—he doesn't know, so he won't pass judgment.

Right now, being here, he simply wants to learn more.

「Know yourself and know your enemy, and you'll win a hundred battles, 」 right?

Xiang Yichu glanced over at Tushan Jiu, who was in the middle of speaking with Guo Liheng.

They had barely sat down when the sound of a vehicle entering the courtyard came from outside.

Guo Liheng owns plenty of property; this side is near the river, the villa isn't huge, but Wang Mumumu likes the scenery here, so they spend more time living here.

A servant went to open the door.

Wang Mumumu walked in carrying a bag, her large sunglasses still on, her high heels clicking as she entered the living room.

After passing the screen, she finally saw that a few strangers were still seated on the sofa in the living room.

She didn't think much of it, assuming they were there to deliver the formalwear or were the makeup team—after all, in a wealthy household, the mistress attending a banquet always has a styling crew in tow.

But she glanced around the living room and saw no rack for hanging the formalwear or any of the makeup equipment.

She spoke impatiently: 「Huh? Weren't the formalwear supposed to have been delivered? Where is it? 」

Guo Liheng glanced at Tushan Jiu, then said: 「There's no formalwear—I lied to you. 」

「You lied to me? Why would you lie to me? 」 The voice of 【Wang Mumumu】 rose a bit, but upon thinking of something she immediately softened: 「Honey, did something happen? Did you prepare a surprise for me? 」

Her tone made Guo Liheng shudder all over, goosebumps rising.

Fortunately, these past two days he'd had unavoidable social engagements, coming home each night dead drunk—otherwise he'd surely not be clean.

But thinking about it, the fact that for the past two nights he'd been sharing a bed with a ghost wearing his wife's face instantly made him nauseous.

「No surprise—only fright. 」

Those words weren't spoken by Guo Liheng, but by Tushan Jiu, who slowly rose to her feet.

【Wang Mumumu】 frowned, took off her sunglasses, and asked her: 「Who are you? 」

Tushan Jiu also broke off a stick of candy, popped it in her mouth, and said: 「Credit Knife Person. 」

【Wang Mumumu】's eyes flickered with surprise; she instantly understood, then snorted: 「Oh, I see—I've been found out, huh? 」

She strutted over to them and plopped down onto the single sofa opposite Tushan Jiu.

It seemed as if they simply didn't put Tushan Jiu and them in their eyes.

Xiang Yichu and the three of them all tightly furrowed their brows, because the ghost opposite was indeed an old ghost; the yin qi on her body had already turned into a killing aura, indicating that her hands had taken more than one life.

More importantly, she is a ghost cultivator who knows ghost arts.

In other words, she indeed has some capital for arrogance.

I just don't know what kind of ghost this is.

Xiang Yichu pinched his fingers and looked at Tushan Jiu, who remained calm as ever.

After hesitating for two seconds, he finally stood up, intending to walk over to Tushan Jiu's side to ask if she needed his help.

But just as he took a step, he saw Tushan Jiu, without a word, produce an alcohol wipe out of thin air, then flash to the female ghost's face, grab her hair and vigorously wipe her face.

This move was so fast that not only the female ghost, but even everyone present didn't have time to react.

Xiang Qilong and Xiang Baihu even opened their mouths wide, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

They haven't been out in a long time—have even the debt collectors become this fierce?