Chapter 1374: Fantasy Antique Shop Part-Time Job Log 08

"When... when will we... do this?" Sun Hong still hadn't recovered from the great shock; thinking of having to face a vengeful ghost, she felt timid.

"The time hasn't come yet; just wait." Jin Chen said.

"Then... when will my older brother wake up?"

"Now."

Jin Chen remained nonchalant.

As soon as his words fell, Sun Hong instinctively looked at the hospital bed and indeed saw Sun Dage open his eyes. He was extremely excited, rushing over and shouting, "Brother! Brother, you finally……"

Before Sun Hong's excitement could fade, she was frightened by the lifeless eyes, like a soulless puppet.

Ying Wu Shu explained: "It's like yin energy has entered the body, the soul has been taken by a vengeful ghost; it must be retrieved to recover."

"Retrieve it……"

Sun Hong nodded dumbly, almost kneeling to beg Jin Chen, "Master! Master, I beg you! Please definitely bring my brother back!"

Jin Chen: "500,000."

Ying Wu Shu: "?"

Luo Qiu: "?!!"

Sun Hong: "Good! Good! As long as my older brother wakes up, 500,000 is no problem!"

He was moved to tears, as if seeing a living bodhisattva.

Jin Chen took out two talismans, "Wait for my news; preparations are needed."

Sun Hong received the talismans as if obtaining a treasure, and to show her sincerity she quickly produced a bank card, "This card has 200,000; can I… can I pay a deposit first?"

Jin Chen nodded and took the card.

Leaving the ward, Ying Wu Shu and Luo Qiu were both dazed.

Jin Chen handed the card to Ying Wu Shu, raising an eyebrow in puzzlement, "What are you spacing out about?"

Ying Wu Shu realized, "Oh, we can actually charge money."

At that moment, finally a hint of recent-college graduate clarity could be seen on his face.

Jin Chen was instead startled by that remark.

"Do you guys always help for free?"

An awkward silence was the best answer.

Jin Chen couldn't help but lightly tap Ying Wu Shu's forehead with his finger, "Young as you are, you've inadvertently earned a lot of merit."

Ying Wu Shu: "……"

His face inexplicably flushed; he couldn't miss the teasing.

"Nobody ever said that before."

He murmured, feeling just as his grandfather had said, that the existence of Pure Spirit Crossing is to save those with affinity, replace objects, and then continue sealing.

The reason for Pure Spirit Crossing's generations of poverty has been found!

Ying Wu Shu: "Actually, people have given money before, but never…… this much."

200,000!

Jin Chen nodded, "Not bad, lots of repeat customers."

Ying Wu Shu blushed, holding the card worth 200,000, "How about treating this as an advance on your salary?"

Jin Chen: "No."

"You're the boss; the money naturally goes to you to allocate."

Luo Qiu peered over from behind them, looking left and right, "Let me interrupt, I have a question!"

He raised his hand like an elementary school student, breaking the inexplicably awkward atmosphere where no one could interject.

"Just now you said we need to prepare; prepare what?" Luo Qiu asked Jin Chen.

Jin Chen nonchalantly lifted his chin, indicating they look at Xu Feifei, who walked out alone holding a lunch box.

"Investigate Xu Feifei clearly; if her resentment isn't dispelled, it will increase the ghost's power."

"Follow her."

A sixteen-year-old girl, her resentment is truly too heavy.

——

Xu Feifei had just returned to the residential complex when she bumped into a neighbor uncle wearing a undershirt and with a big belly.

She called out softly, holding her lunch box, wanting to hurry home.

"Hey hey hey, I've been waiting here just for you; why are you rushing off?"

The neighbor uncle had a toothpick stuck in his mouth, blocking the stairway Xu Feifei was trying to leave through.

"Your dad's in the hospital short on money, so I specially came to borrow a few thousand from you; your mom said she'd let me come over for dinner tonight, so I need to be well entertained."

The meaning of those words is clear to everyone.

Xu Feifei's face changed instantly; her fingers gripping the lunch box twisted.

By the green belt of the residential complex, Luo Qiu gritted his teeth, "Truly shameless!"

"Don't just stand there, hurry up; I don't have your house key." The neighbor uncle urged impatiently.

Moments later, Xu Feifei suddenly smiled, raising her lunch box as if she were a different person.

"Uncle, I made braised pork today; come in, there's still more in the kitchen."

"Now that's being sensible."

The neighbor uncle leered, slinging an arm around Xu Feifei's shoulder as he swaggered toward her home.

Jin Chen watched this scene, his gaze fixed on the lunch box.

In the ward, Xu Feifei constantly held her lunch box, only letting the Xu family eat from it; the lunch box hardly left her hand.

What exactly is inside……

Jin Chen frowned, a bad guess suddenly forming in his mind.

Just then Ying Wu Shu asked doubtfully, 'Her brother has already been killed; aren't you afraid of being discovered, or is the body not at home?'

Jin Chen: '...... Lunchbox.'

Ying Wu Shu lifted his eyes to look at him, rare for him not to follow the train of thought, and said, 'What?'

Jin Chen turned his head to look again, his voice low.

Her brother might be inside the lunchbox.

Ying Wu Shu almost instantly understood, feeling both amazed and absurd.

Then Ying Wu Shu folded a little paper person, intending to use a magic treasure to check the situation inside the house.

The little paper person needs spiritual sense attached; Ying Wu Shu pressed his fingers together, attaching his spiritual sense to the paper person.

'Spiritual sense, open magic eye, go.'

The little paper person immediately jumped up and down on the grass; in Ying Wu Shu's slightly surprised gaze, it affectionately leapt onto Jin Chen's shoulder and snuggled against him.

Ying Wu Shu: '......'

What is this?

Hearing Jin Chen's low chuckle, Ying Wu Shu's ears turned red, unwilling to look at the embarrassing little paper person, and he said, 'Hurry up!'

Only then did the little paper person reluctantly fly into the stairwell, while the bronze mirror in Ying Wu Shu's hand showed the scene it saw.

Jin Chen: 'The spiritual sense is quite lively.'

Ying Wu Shu used the bronze mirror to shield his face, refusing to respond to this topic he himself didn't understand.

Are you looking or not?

'Look, ' Jin Chen said lazily, 'you're so far away, how can I look?'

Ying Wu Shu could only shift a bit toward him, holding the antique bronze mirror with both hands.

Luo Qiu beside them: '......'

A hiss.

What's going on today?

I always feel my presence is a bit low.