Chapter 1380: Fantasy Antique Shop Part-Time Job Log 14

Gu Family Villa.

"Originally we said to have them come in the morning, but my wife said she wanted to rest today; I didn't expect that after a nap she'd fall ill again—I'm really sorry."

Chang Yiqian welcomed Ying Wu Shu and Jin Chen as they entered, briefly explained his wife Guli's afternoon condition, then heard the butler rush in to report.

"Second uncle-in-law, the Young Master has returned, and he brought a ghost‑catching friend."

Chang Yiqian froze, then laughed helplessly: "Where did he find this one again?"

Butler: "Um… Miss Meng also brought a master, and Young Master Wan is here too—he… brought a Western psychologist."

Chang Yiqian: "……"

Ying Wu Shu: "…Wow."

So many people.

He quietly edged closer to Jin Chen: "We have lots of opponents today."

Jin Chen: "Perfect timing to go back and catch up on sleep."

They mainly just do as they please.

Anyway, Ling Qingdu is no longer short of money.

A mighty crowd streamed in through the Main Gate.

"Ying Shu? Jin Chen!"

Luo Qiu was full of fighting spirit; hearing there were so many opponents, he still planned to invite the two as reinforcements.

"Since you're here too, I don't need to worry."

Jin Chen slowly raised an eyebrow, glanced at Luo Qiu, then looked toward Gu Cun behind him.

Quite the bunch—this is indeed the protagonist's fated reunion.

Luo Qiu introduced Gu Cun: "This is my boss and close friend, and this person is… a great hero!"

The great hero Jin Chen responded with indifference; no matter who comes, he wears that same expression.

Gu Cun, who hates awkward silences, immediately found a topic: "This great hero is… just standing here makes him look like a soldier."

After a few minutes inside, he still hadn't seen him move.

Jin Chen: "……"

Turning sideways, frowning, he asked the smirking Ying Wu Shu, "Is he insulting me?"

Ying Wu Shu: "He's praising you for standing like a pine tree."

After another round of various introductions, Jin Chen finally sorted out the wealthy family's various relations.

The Gu family's generation has four offspring; the protagonist's love interest Gu Cun's father is the Gu family's eldest son, while the second daughter Guli and her husband Chang Yiqian are a well‑matched couple.

Next, the third daughter Gu Meng hired an experienced elderly Daoist priest, and the fourth son Gu Wan hired a Western psychology doctor.

Interestingly, according to the Gu family's rule that the temple is small but the demons are great, only Gu Cun may be called Young Master; the others must be addressed by name to avoid confusion.

And the relationships among the Gu family members seem rather delicate as well.

Gu Meng twirled her hair, almost rolling her eyes: "Some people really—if they don't want to save my sister, just say it straight; what kind of greenhorn did they find, just graduated and come posing as a master."

"Look at who I've hired—this master rarely emerges into the world! He's caught more ghosts than some people have eaten meals."

Ying Wu Shu followed Gu Meng's gaze, but for a moment couldn't tell whether the third daughter's mockery was aimed at Chang Yiqian or Gu Cun.

The master, already past the age of knowing his destiny, introduced himself with an air of superiority: "I am an old Daoist from the Northern Mystic Gate, my dao name is Xuan Gui; I don't know which path you three have cultivated."

South Jin, North Xuan—indeed they meet here.

Ying Wu Shu looked at Jin Chen in surprise, but saw his expression cold and indifferent, letting out a lazy hum.

"Turns out it's an old turtle."

And a Xuan turtle, too—what a strange name the Xuan Sect came up with!

"Hey you young whippersnapper, how dare you be so rude!" Master Xuan Gui's ears perked up, and he immediately became displeased.

The Jin Sect and the Xuan Sect have been opposed for ages; Ying Wu Shu had heard the rumors and tugged at Jin Chen's sleeve.

"Don't argue; the important thing is what matters most."

Jin Chen lowered his gaze to the hand Ying Wu Shu had placed on him, then took hold of it in return and nodded.

Ying Wu Shu couldn't pull free, so he could only let Jin Chen hold his hand.

As long as we keep the peace, just don't start fighting here.

The blond‑blue‑eyed male doctor Jeff clutched a thick psychology tome, shaking his head in strong disagreement, advising against it in his strangely accented Chinese.

"There are no ghosts in this world; I've heard Miss Li's condition is a very typical obsessive‑compulsive psychological disorder."

"Please don't believe in feudal superstition; treat it scientifically."

"Exactly!" Gu Wan, who grew up abroad, clicked his tongue: "I see you lot just keep regressing the longer you live—when you get sick you must be treated; I don't want you hurting my second sister!"

Ying Wu Shu spoke clearly, sounding puzzled: "Doctor Jeff, you don't believe in gods and spirits, so why are you wearing a cross? Don't you believe in your God and the merciful Lord?"

Jeff: "……"

He silently hid the necklace, gave a light cough: "You're mistaken."

Gu Cun looked left and right, then chose to stand beside Chang Yiqian, saying, "Uncle, where is my second aunt?"

Chang Yiqian invited them into the reception hall; even knowing some people harbor ulterior motives, for now it's more important to find out why his wife has become strange.

The servants helped Guli downstairs, and everyone turned toward the sound.

Supported by the two maids, Guli's face was ashen, she was extremely thin, seeming as if she might faint any second.

After she sat down, Guli again pressed her neck and took deep breaths, but no matter how large the inhaling motion, her chest rose and fell feebly, barely able to sustain the needed oxygen.

It was as if someone were choking her throat.

In the reception hall, relatives showed concern, while outsiders remained silent.

Those who had been invited were all observing Guli's condition.

Ying Wu Shu turned sideways, lowering his voice near Jin Chen's ear, "Miss Li's Children's Palace is fine; I didn't guess wrong yesterday."

Jin Chen nodded, listening to them exchange greetings, and replied, "The one occupying the Children's Palace isn't necessarily a child."

Master Xuan Gui had Guli take off her scarf; she hesitated a moment, then slowly undid it.

"Goodness, sister!" Gu Meng exclaimed in shock, "How could this be like this!"

All that could be seen were two black handprints on Guli's neck, exactly the posture of someone choking her.

Jin Chen lowered his eyes, his fingertips brushing over his eyelids, and whispered the incantation, "Open Spirit Wisdom, then connect."

Having finished, he lightly pressed Ying Wu Shu's brow.

The Spirit Eye opened, and inside the house a mixture of various qi hung hazy and gray.

Ying Wu Shu rubbed his brow, then looked toward Guli; the black handprints incessantly drew her vitality, taking root in her heart, and then spread black threads throughout her body.

Her whole body was almost wrapped in fine black threads like a silkworm cocoon, and being able to maintain breathing was already no small feat.

Just then, the handprints tightened again.

"Ugh!!"