Chapter 55: [Do Them All Over Again]

"Could it be, even more powerful than you?" Uncle Qing's hand trembled: "Junior Sister, you, you have to protect me!"

"I'm not invincible under heaven, Senior Brother, you don't need to think too highly of me." The purple-clothed woman shook her head: "The other party is giving you this one punishment and that's it, or is this just the first step, and they still have more means to follow… no one knows."

Uncle Qing's face went pale.

The purple-clothed woman looked into Uncle Qing's eyes and said slowly: "If you want to avert disaster, you'd better obediently do as I say."

Uncle Qing took a deep breath: "I'll listen! I'll definitely listen to Junior Sister!"

He put on a smiling face, invited the purple-clothed woman to sit back down, then asked: "Junior Sister, tell me, what should I do?"

"Recently, exactly who have you offended?"

"Uh…" Uncle Qing's expression turned a bit awkward upon hearing this.

The purple-clothed woman's eyes held a hint of mockery: "Hmph, is it that you don't know, or that you've swindled so many people you can't even remember yourself?"

"It's not, not that many. And, I act in secret, even if I swindled a bit of money, ordinary people might not necessarily see through it…"

"Tell me everything!" The purple-clothed woman, vexed at her senior brother's greed and stupidity, said through gritted teeth: "If you want to avert disaster, then tell me everything you've done recently, one by one!

Not a single thing may be hidden! If you hide even one, and we happen to miss the real clue, when you die at their hands in the end, I won't be able to help you!"

Though embarrassed, after the purple-clothed woman's intimidation, Uncle Qing finally gave in and spoke up.

In a short while, he recounted three recent "businesses" where he had used deception to swindle people out of money.

The purple-clothed woman listened, expressionless, and said coldly: "Keep going, I don't believe that's all there is."

"Um… there really is one more, it's, Fang Fang Zong Dahai's side." Uncle Qing looked at his junior sister somewhat guiltily.

The purple-clothed woman frowned, staring coldly at Uncle Qing: "Fang Fang Zong's side? What did you do at Fang Fang Zong's side again!"

"I, I did a ritual for him, right in that, um, that haunted house of his. That haunted house, Junior Sister, you know about it." The more Uncle Qing spoke, the more guilty he felt, and his voice grew smaller and smaller.

"Of course I know! When Fang Fang Zong bought that haunted house, I personally performed the ritual for him! What I want to ask you is, that haunted house originally carried some yin-sha energy, but I cleared it away long ago!

All was well, so why on earth would Fang Fang Zong, perfectly fine, invite you back to perform another ritual on that house?"

Uncle Qing's face reddened, his guilty gaze darting left and right.

The purple-clothed woman stared at Uncle Qing and said: "A month ago, Fang Fang Zong came to me saying the year-end was approaching, and he wanted me to help him prepare some small blessing gifts to give to people.

I was invited to handle matters north of the prefecture at the time and couldn't get away, so I thought, preparing some small blessing gifts, these little things Senior Brother you could also take on, and that's how I introduced Fang Fang Zong to you… what exactly did you do?"

"I… it's nothing really…"

"Speak!" The purple-clothed woman's face was cold.

"I…" Uncle Qing's face tightened, flushing red, before lowering his head and saying softly: "I saw that the blessing gift business was small and wouldn't earn much profit. That Fang Fang Zong looks very rich. So I, I… just used a little trick on him."

"A little trick?" The purple-clothed woman laughed in anger: "Senior Brother is being modest, what exactly did you do to Fang Fang Zong?"

"I, I just… took the 【Bone-Burning Incense】 I made with my own hands, and, and gave him a box…"

"…" The purple-clothed woman heard this, her face turning green, glaring furiously at Uncle Qing. After a long while, her expression complex, she finally said through trembling, angry voice, gritting her teeth: "Good! Senior Brother certainly has a way to make money! So, you gave Fang Fang Zong the Bone-Burning Incense, and after he lit it, naturally affected by the resentful energy, he inevitably suffered some minor illnesses and small disasters in daily life?

Then, Senior Brother, you pretended to tell him it was the haunted house causing trouble, tricking him into paying you to perform another ritual for him?

Senior Brother's methods are truly brilliant!"

The purple-clothed woman let out a few cold laughs, then suddenly restrained her smile, stared hard at Uncle Qing, and said coldly: "Senior Brother, I know you're greedy, you use tricks to deceive people, and your conscience wouldn't be troubled… you've always been like this to outsiders!

I just want to ask you, when you used such tricks on Fang Fang Zong, did you ever think it would affect me, your little sister?"

Uncle Qing dared not speak, lowering his head in silence.

"Fang Fang Zong was introduced to you by me. If he sees through your tricks, he'll inevitably make enemies of me too in the future. Did you think of that?

Even if your methods are brilliant, Fang Fang Zong is kept in the dark by you.

I bet you must have told him it was the haunted house causing trouble that made him unlucky lately, that's the kind of pitch, right?

But that haunted house of his, I performed the original ritual for him!

You are my senior brother, yet you told Fang Fang Zong that the previous method was done poorly. Like this, where does that leave me?"

The purple-clothed woman said up to here, took a deep breath: "I used to think that although Senior Brother was greedy and ungrateful to others, you still respected and considered me, your junior sister. I never expected that, in the face of money, Senior Brother treats everyone equally, and even sold out your little sister along with them."

Having said this, the purple-clothed woman sprang up and turned to leave!

Seeing her rush out of the tea house room, Uncle Qing hurriedly chased after her, dropped to his knees with a thud, and grabbed the hem of the purple-clothed woman's qipao skirt!

Uncle Qing was heard shouting loudly: "Junior Sister! Junior Sister! I was wrong!! Wrong!! Please, you must save me!!"

"…You!" The purple-clothed woman, her skirt hem grabbed, afraid of tearing her clothes and unable to use force, could only stand still and shouted coldly: "Let go!"

"I won't let go! Junior Sister, now only you can save me! I promise this is the last time! Senior Brother truly knows he was wrong this time! I…"

The purple-clothed woman's dress was held back, a flush rising on her pretty face, and she stamped her foot: "Let go!"

"Please, Junior Sister, show me a way out!" Uncle Qing pleaded pitifully — he really was scared!

This fellow's biggest reliance in his swindling was this junior sister of his, who in his eyes possessed vast supernatural powers. If even his junior sister refused to bother with him…

Earlier, Junior Sister had also said that the other party this time merely stirred up some yin energy to attract snakes, bugs, rats, and ants.

If they were a bit more ruthless, stirring up some blood-sha energy instead?

What if there were further steps to come?

The purple-clothed woman frowned and stared at Uncle Qing for a while, then slowly took a deep breath, and said through gritted teeth: "You… let go first, then we'll talk."

"Junior Sister is willing to bother with me?"

"…Hmph!"

Uncle Qing finally released his grip, and then the purple-clothed woman turned and walked back to sit down beside the tea table.

"Keep talking, what else did you do?"

"Nothing, really nothing this time." Uncle Qing quickly shook his head: "I swear, this time there's really nothing else. During the time you were away, I really only did those few things I just mentioned."

The purple-clothed woman looked at the bluish-purple bruises on Uncle Qing's forehead: "Then what's with the injuries on your face?"

"This… this was someone giving me trouble, hired a few petty thugs to ambush me with clubs…"

The purple-clothed woman laughed coldly: "Serves you right! Hmph, I bet someone saw through your tricks, couldn't stomach it, and sent people to get back at you. Do you really think everyone in this world is a fool?

"You like to swindle those rich people because they're generous with their money, but have you thought about it? Once powerful people get back at you, the retaliation will be even fiercer."

Uncle Qing didn't dare argue back, only kept bowing with clasped hands begging for help.

The purple-clothed woman closed her eyes and thought for a moment: "The expert who made a move against you is hiding in the shadows. To resolve this trouble, unless you let the matter rest."

"Let the matter rest? But which family did it, shouldn't we find out first?"

"We can't find out." The purple-clothed woman said coldly: "The other side is definitely hiding among them. Since we can't find out, then let them all rest in peace!"

"Huh?"

"The money you swindled from those few matters you mentioned earlier, return it all tomorrow. Just say your skills are lacking and you don't dare accept the payment, in any case return all the money."

Uncle Qing was stunned: "All, all of it? That's quite a sum, three families together must be several hundred thousand. I, I've already suffered huge losses recently…"

The purple-clothed woman said coldly: "If you want money more than your life, then suit yourself."

Uncle Qing's face was bitter: "Fine, I… I'll return the money."

The purple-clothed woman then slowly continued: "As for President Fang's side, I'll go meet him once. Whatever compensation is needed, I'll handle the communication, and I'll have you pay for it."

Uncle Qing didn't dare refuse, so he had to agree.

"And the case of the person who hit you." The purple-clothed woman thought for a moment: "Go withdraw the case tomorrow. Settle it privately with the other party. I guess someone you swindled was so angry they hired someone to do it. Resolve this matter as well."

"There's no need for that! Hiring a few thugs to beat me with a club, and hiring an expert to use mystic arts against me — these two things clearly use different methods, they're not from the same family at all." Uncle Qing said aggrievedly: "Junior Sister, I understand we're wary of the expert acting from the shadows! I'm willing to endure it! But the matter of hitting me is clearly a worldly method, do I really need to compromise like this?"

"We can't find the other party, so we can only do everything we can think of. I'm just worried in case we miss something…"

"Junior Sister, I'll listen to you, not pursue the mastermind behind it, consider that letting the matter rest. But those three little brutes who hit me are just low-level, no-account thugs, can't I even vent my anger on them? Didn't you see how they humiliated me, they even cut my hair!"

Seeing Uncle Qing's indignation, the purple-clothed woman understood she couldn't push him too far, shook her head and said: "Forget it, I'll leave this matter to you then."

Saying so, she rose again and said: "Senior Brother, the night is already deep, I'll head back now. From now on, conduct yourself well!"

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In the morning, Chen Yan got up from bed, and while sitting on the bed, he stared blankly for a while.

Out of habit, he pinched his fingers and used his Qi to calculate his fortune for the week. Finding nothing unusual, he got up to wash.

Coming out of the luxurious master bedroom, he went downstairs to the first-floor living room, and saw in that living room, a slender, graceful woman's figure sitting cross-legged on the sofa meditating.

The woman's back was straight, her long neck and spine forming a single line. Her thick, dense black hair was braided into a plait and tossed to one side. Both hands rested flat on her knees on either side, palms facing upward, forming finger seals.

Seeing this figure, Chen Yan couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

Damn… even now he still found it absurd — how did he end up with an extra mother!

The villa had underfloor heating, the room was warm as spring, so Gu Qingyi naturally didn't wear a thick padded coat.

At the moment she was wearing only a thin cashmere sweater, tightly fitted to her body. Seen from behind, the girl's figure and curves were outlined in a most alluring way.

Chen Yan carefully averted his gaze.

Can't look, can't look…

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: what the hell kind of situation is this.

He thought it was an arranged childhood marriage, but it turned out to be the legitimate wife of his dead father.

And she's so beautiful, and living with him…

What the hell kind of elements are these! Look at this!

Virgin wife, widow, beautiful stepmother, living under the same roof…

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a proper story — at first glance it's hurtling down the path of some kind of doujinshi!

What dog author could come up with such a melodramatic plot!

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【PS: Yes, when I go crazy I even curse myself…】

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