Chapter 1379: Fantasy Antique Shop Part‑time Job Log 13

After the birthday celebration, relatives all went back to their own homes; Luo Qiu wanted to keep his grandfather company, so he deliberately stayed two extra nights.

That afternoon after lunch, Luo Qiu accompanied his grandfather to the park for a walk and to spin tops; the park was bustling, which made Luo Qiu, who had just recently gone through the vengeful-spirit incident, feel much more at ease.

"Hey, Old Luo, your grandson graduated this year too, right? Where does he work now?"

The elders gathered together, chatting mostly about their children and grandchildren; Luo's grandfather spoke mysteriously and even showed them the whip he used for spinning tops.

"My grandson is outstanding; he works at an antique shop with his classmates—look! This is the birthday gift Xiao Qiu gave me, and it's an antique too!"

"Oh wow! An antique!"

"Goodness, using an antique to spin tops—what era is it from?"

Several old friends were astonished, all wanting to take it and play with it, raising a basketful of questions.

Luo Qiu replied with a smile: "It's just a remodeled Ming-dynasty horsewhip—not that ancient."

Indeed, Luo Qiu spends his days guarding antiques that are thousands of years old at Ling Qing Du, and he's long been unflappable.

But this made a bunch of the old friends envy him terribly, praising Luo Qiu as a promising youngster.

Then the conversation shifted, and they automatically started pressing him about marriage, as if it were a required skill for all elders.

Luo Qiu was miserably tossing a boomerang when he suddenly heard someone shouting loudly at the park kiosk.

"Come quick! Someone's having a fit! They're convulsing!"

"Come quick!!

Immediately, many people rushed over to help; Luo Qiu stood up, looked ahead, and heard his grandfather's vigorous shout.

"Come on, come on, come on! Let's see if there's anything we old folks can do to help!"

The old friends took Luo Qiu and ran forward.

Just looking at it, it was clearly serious.

In the crowd, a young man lay on the ground twitching, yet it seemed as if he were pushing something away, his mouth constantly muttering 'don't come near.'

"Brother! What's wrong with you?"

Well-meaning bystanders thought it was an epileptic seizure and hurried to pin down his limbs, but an invisible force shoved them aside, nearly knocking them over.

Everyone watching saw this and immediately exclaimed in shock.

"How spooky!!" said a woman holding a bunch of balloons: "Just now I saw this kid desperately struggling; maybe there's something else…"

"Yeah! I saw it too!" the motorcycle taxi driver shouted, clutching a helmet: "He just collapsed suddenly—no one can help him, you can't even get close!"

"Should we call 120 or 110?" asked a passerby tourist in the park.

"Make way! Let me through!"

Luo Qiu was stuck at the very edge of the crowd; he couldn't push through the throng of old men and women who daily haunt the supermarket for eggs, and after half an hour he still hadn't managed to get inside.

"Grandfather!!" Luo Qiu yelled frantically, summoning the old friends into action.

"Hey! Make way! My grandson has a solution!"

Luo Qiu's grandfather trusted him completely; he immediately escorted him, along with a few old men, into the crowd.

Before Luo Qiu could even catch his breath, he was frightened by the strong yin aura surrounding the young man.

Moreover, two earth-bound spirits pressed upon him, as if they were vying to be the first to inhale human vitality.

Wu Shu, Wu Shu!! What would Wu Shu do if he were here?

Luo Qiu quickly thought of a plan; his eyes lit up as he pulled a triangular talisman from his hoodie pocket, hid it in his palm, and took the whip from his grandfather's hand.

The moment the whip was swung down.

"Oh—"

The onlookers gasped and stepped back; well-meaning citizens thought a villain was at work and reached out to stop him; Luo Qiu's grandfather trembled with anguish over his precious whip; the park guard pulled out his phone, ready to dial 110 at any moment.

Whoosh! Crack!

The whip lashed beside the youth; the two earth-bound spirits stared blankly at each other, then simultaneously turned their gazes to each other's now-separated heads.

A loud shriek!

They grabbed each other's heads and ran.

Someone's slaying ghosts!!!

Luo Qiu brushed away the talisman paper that had turned to ash in his palm, crouched to soothe the young man, and said, "Sir, you're all right…"

"How can it be you?!"

Brainless rich second‑generation!

Gu Cun finally could draw a deep breath, stood up, and even found it funny, saying, "You saved me again, Master."

Luo Qiu: "……"

Now, to recapture those two earth‑bound spirits—is there still time?

Never mind; if Wu Shu found out, he'd surely dock my pay!

Luo Qiu forced a smile, approached him, gritting his teeth—smiling on the outside but not within.

"You'd better think about how to deal with this crowd of old folks; if you dare claim you bumped into a ghost, they'll turn you over to the police for feudal superstition."

Gu Cun nodded. "Simple enough."

Free of any ghostly oppression, he was practically bursting with energy, reaching out to Luo Qiu and saying, "Let me handle it."

Luo Qiu reached out half‑believing, half‑doubting, only to have his hand seized and be pulled forward; by the time he realized what was happening, he had already been dragged two li away.

"Of course we have to run!!" Gu Cun added, still explaining.

Luo Qiu: "You're sick!"

After a few steps, Luo Qiu's grandfather called out: "My… whip!"

The grandson won't lose it, but the antique might not be safe!

——

They only stopped after running out of the park; Luo Qiu shook him off, braced his hands on his knees to catch his breath, panting heavily.

You... you're crazy!

I... I... in the college physical test, I... never passed!

Gu Cun worried he might pass out, quickly patted his back and said, "Come on, Master, you ghost-catching Celestial Masters aren't supposed to train your bodies?"

What does a Celestial Master's body training have to do with me! Go ask Jin Chen! See if he'll beat you!

Luo Qiu cursed wildly in his heart, but he was too out of breath to get a word out.

Gu Cun patted his back again, then suddenly suggested: "Master, I've been bumping into ghosts every few days these past three days; I've been wanting to find a bodyguard, and I think you'd be great."

Luo Qiu rolled his eyes, "I have a job; who wants to be your bodyguard..."

500,000 a month.

Pro... protecting you is what I should do.

Luo Qiu nodded sincerely, almost turning starry-eyed on the spot, and his words came out very fast.

My name is Luo Qiu; you can call me Xiao Qiu or Xiao Luo, but don't call me 'camel' or I'll hit you. When can I start work, Young Master?

500,000! Even if you earn some extra money to subsidize Jing Qing Du, Wu Shu definitely won't refuse!

Gu Cun smiled, "You can start right now! I'll give you 500,000 at the end of the month."

Being able to buy safety with money is obviously very cost-effective for Young Master Gu.

Today is the 17th.

Luo Qiu clasped his hands over his heart and quickly chanted a few lines of the Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

Don't worry, Young Master, I'll properly protect your magic treasures and let you use them first.

Otherwise, holding this money would burn your hands.

Gu Cun was just about to have Luo Qiu accompany him to play on a yacht when his phone Bell Signal rang.

Uncle?

Several seconds later, Gu Cun's face looked grim, he hung up, and suddenly grabbed Luo Qiu's hand.

Xiao Qiu! My aunt has had an incident... she's been seeming possessed by a ghost lately; can you come with me to check it out?

Afraid Luo Qiu might refuse, Gu Cun was about to add that he could pay more, when he heard Luo Qiu exclaim in surprise, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go! Where's your home?"