Chapter 67

"Consultant Chu, Mr. Consultant, Brother Chu, Brother Chu!"

Fang Jun stood outside the car, gently tapping on the car window, slowly, not loudly, "Wake up."

Seeing Chu Tianshu opened his eyes and turned to look out the window: "Are we here?"

"We've been here for a while."

Fang Jun said, "He said his house is messy, so he went back to tidy up first; I thought you hadn't slept since getting off the plane, so I let you sleep a bit more in the car."

Seeing Chu Tianshu opened the car door and found that this place looked like a fishing village.

Not far from the concrete road was gravel ground, and there were quite a few houses made from shipping containers by the roadside.

"Sorry about this."

Yin Fengxin opened his front door, "A few years ago, my family was still renting that kind of government-subsidized housing, but later, because I found a job, I had to move out."

"Comparing them, this kind of container house is actually quite good, so I've been living here for now."

The container itself wasn't small.

But to put a bed, a folding table, and a wooden box with a clothes drying rack on it to store and hang clothes.

There was also a gas stove and a canister in the corner.

Walking into such a house, one had to be careful; even a slightly large movement could bump into something.

Under the window were a few nails holding up a portrait of a middle-aged woman, and three nails fixed a small incense burner.

"This is my mom."

Yin Fengxin dug a pack of incense sticks out from the head of the bed, lit three with a lighter, bowed three times, and then inserted them into the incense burner.

Fang Jun said bluntly: "This place is definitely not suitable for recuperation; you should move to another place to live recently."

Seeing Chu Tianshu, however, observed the room carefully for a while.

"You said that one day you came home, slept very soundly, and after waking up, you started to feel very energetic."

Seeing Chu Tianshu pointed to the bed, "That day, you were sleeping here, right?"

Yin Fengxin nodded.

Fang Jun looked at Seeing Chu Tianshu, remembering what Seeing Chu Tianshu had told him: that it was a very small probability for Yin Fengxin to be so deeply entangled with an evil spirit yet remain clear-headed.

Could it be that there was something special about this room?

But the feng shui here was ordinary, and other than inside Yin Fengxin's body, he couldn't feel anything unusual anywhere else.

"Are you picky about your bed?"

Seeing Chu Tianshu said with a smile, "Don't be uncomfortable when you move to another place to live."

"This time you'll be staying for at least ten days or so; looking at your place, it doesn't seem very safe, so if you have anything important, you'd better carry it with you."

Yin Fengxin looked at his mother's portrait.

This was very important to him, but no one would steal something like this, right?

He thought for a moment and pulled a small box out from under the bed.

Inside the box was an old-fashioned makeup case, a longevity lock, some lucky coins strung together with silver dollars and copper coins for children to wear, and a scroll of painting.

"If you're talking about things that are relatively important, it's these; although they aren't worth much money, they were all left to me by my mom. Huh?"

Yin Fengxin was surprised and rummaged through the box a few times, "Strange, there was originally a piece of jade, how come it's gone?"

He searched back and forth but couldn't find it, so he angrily took out his phone and made a call.

"Dad, did you take the jade my mom left behind?"

"It really wasn't you?"

"Fine, don't keep crashing at your coworker's place anymore, come back and live here; our company has a benefit activity, and I'm going to be living out for a while."

After Yin Fengxin hung up the phone, he looked a bit dejected.

Fang Jun didn't speak, but handed him two pieces of chewing gum.

"Thanks."

Yin Fengxin took the chewing gum, "Sorry for making you laugh; my parents used to run a shoe business for a while, and the family was quite well-off."

"Later, I don't know how my dad got into gambling and owed a mountain of debt; everything else of value in the house was sold, and these few things were almost sold by him too."

Yin Fengxin sat on the floor, pressing his stomach, as if there was a pressure he suddenly couldn't bear and had to find someone to talk to.

Seeing Chu Tianshu looked at him, and the thought occurred to him unexpectedly.

Yin Fengxin had indeed maintained clear thinking, so, wouldn't a clear-headed person know that drinking so much whole milk every day was an abnormal thing?

And the sudden surge in sexual impulses.

Perhaps he had guessed something, but just didn't dare to go to the hospital for a check-up, so he worked overtime frantically.

It was only when others and his leader insisted on him getting a check-up that he went along with it.

Therefore, after coming out of that building, he didn't ask for the medical report like a normal person going for a check-up.

"Especially that piece of jade."

Yin Fengxin picked up the scroll in the box, "I heard from my mom that that piece of jade and this painting were bought together when she was pregnant."

"The person who sold it even said it was an ancestral heirloom from the Ming Dynasty, but the paper of this painting looks like new paper at a glance; it doesn't look like an antique at all."

"My mom was mainly interested in that piece of jade, and took this painting as a throw-in."

"She liked to say that men wear jade and women wear silver; encountering a piece of good jade she liked while pregnant was like it being specially prepared for the child."

"At that time, when my dad's debt issue was exposed, the only time he tried to take this piece of jade, he was beaten by my mom, who then hung the jade around my neck."

"For several years, Mom supported my schooling while forcing Dad to quit gambling."

"When Mom was critically ill, she still held my hand and said that in the future, I should work steadily to earn money, not have crooked thoughts, get married, and have a home so I would have something to rely on when I got old."

Yin Fengxin said this and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"But after I joined the company, I had to wear a work badge around my neck, and then the jade, and that piece of jade was relatively large, so the leader said it was too ostentatious; there was no other way, so I had to leave the jade at home."

Fang Jun comforted him: "That piece of jade might have really saved your life."

Seeing Chu Tianshu looked at the box and said: "Can you lend me this painting to take a look?"

Yin Fengxin handed over the scroll, then threw the chewing gum into his mouth, chewing it listlessly, his whole person looking like he was zoning out.

Seeing Chu Tianshu untied the ribbon on the painting and carefully unfolded it to look.

This painting paper was indeed quite tough, not like the feeling of the kind of old, worn-out painting paper from ancient times that people usually imagine.

On the painting was a cluster of plants and an old man leaning on a wooden staff, bending over to look at the plants.

The old man's expression was lifelike, and the way he looked at the plants was as if he were looking at an inexhaustible treasure house that would benefit his descendants.

A single plant was a peerless treasure.

"Sure enough!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu thought to himself, "This attire is the same as the person I saw in my dream."

The whole picture was very simple; besides the old man and a cluster of plants, there was only a red seal in the bottom right corner.

"Pin, Hu, Shan, Ren."

Seeing Chu Tianshu identified these four characters, and a flash of inspiration struck his mind.

"Pin Hu Shan Ren... Li Shizhen?!"

Fang Jun heard this and looked over curiously.

"Are you saying the person in this portrait is Li Shizhen?"

Fang Jun asked, "The Li Shizhen who wrote the Compendium of Materia Medica?"

Seeing Chu Tianshu nodded and said: "Very likely; Pin Hu Shan Ren is Li Shizhen's nickname."

Many things came to his mind.

Li Shizhen actually didn't just write the "Compendium of Materia Medica," but also wrote "Examination of the Eight Extraordinary Vessels," "Examination of the Gate of Life," "Difficulties of the Triple Burner," "Theory of Heavenly Puppets," and so on.

There was also a "Theory of the Five Viscera Diagrams," but most of it had been lost.

The leader of the Longhua Sect was active during the Wanli period, and Li Shizhen was also in that era.

If what the person who sold the painting said was true, this painting and the Longhua Kidney Jade were both ancestral heirlooms of his family.

Then, could there be some connection between Li Shizhen and the Longhua Sect?

Considering what Li Shizhen said in the dream, it was estimated that there wouldn't be any good connection between the two parties.

Fang Jun also thought of this point, took out his phone, typed extremely fast, and showed it to Seeing Chu Tianshu.

'If this painting really has an extraordinary origin, could it contain a method to restrain the Longhua Sect's evil spirit?'

'Then he would be saved.'

Seeing Chu Tianshu nodded slightly and channeled his mental power, wanting to try if the portrait would have any reaction.

Who knew that as soon as his mental power touched the portrait, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

Seeing Chu Tianshu simply channeled mental power inward, and after a full ten seconds, the absorption speed of the portrait still hadn't changed in the slightest.

A thin piece of painting paper was simply like a bottomless pit.

Seeing Chu Tianshu frowned and made a "help" mouth shape toward Fang Jun.

Fang Jun also released his mental power and cast it toward the painting paper.

In Seeing Chu Tianshu's field of vision, his mental power spread out from his fingertips like a pale red mist, looking like it was of quite good quality.

Who knew that this mental power landed on the surface of the portrait and slid right off, unable to penetrate at all.

Fang Jun flicked his fingers, controlled his mental power to land again, and it was slid off again, so he typed again.

'Maybe you are a healer, and this painting only recognizes your kind of mental power, or perhaps it's because you channeled mental power first, so it rejects others; it's more likely to be both.'

'You said he could suppress the evil spirit, was it by relying on this painting?'

Seeing Chu Tianshu shook his head this time.

This painting had been sealed for a long time and had no reaction to the outside world at all.

In other words, Yin Fengxin really relied on his own willpower to withstand the influence of the evil spirit, and even twisted the evil spirit's desires.

He was a person who had suffered sudden death.

His willpower was like a candle in the wind, like a single strand of hair.

Hanging a thousand jin on a single thread.

But he held on.

"How can there be such an honest person?"

Seeing Chu Tianshu said softly, "Is it because of his mother's last words? Even like this, he can still force himself to go to work and earn money normally."

Fang Jun said regretfully: "It's a pity that it's only honest people who can't earn much money."

"Hmph!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu was very repulsed by this "common sense."

"I thought back then that if I had extra money, I would open a pharmacy; having a real business by my side makes me feel at ease."

"You watch, not only will I separate him from the evil spirit, but in the future, I will also lead people like him to do business and achieve something!!"

(End of chapter)