Chapter 1383: Working at a Fantasy Antique Shop 17

The Villa has an elevator.

But taking the elevator in a haunted house is no different from sending yourself up as a snack for ghosts.

Under Gu Cun's leadership, Jin Chen and the two others steadily went upstairs, observing the furnishings and displays inside the Villa.

Old Master Ying successfully revitalized Spirit Pure Ford through his feng shui expertise, and Ying Wu Shu, having been exposed to it since childhood, is even more keen in this regard.

The bigger the house, the more particular it is about feng shui; this Villa was originally arranged according to feng shui, but after several alterations it has become quite strange.

"Even if there aren't any vicious ghosts, living in this house won't be peaceful."

"Yin and deathly qi are in chaos; the person who altered the feng shui must still be a master," Ying Wu Shu whispered to Jin Chen.

Speaking, he casually turned the potted plant at the stairwell corner, making its hanging side face the open staircase.

"Huh?"

Gu Cun suddenly stopped, turned back, and exclaimed, "I can't smell the stench anymore!"

The stench.

Jin Chen and Ying Wu Shu exchanged a glance, then both looked at Gu Cun.

Jin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, "What smell can you detect?"

The Great Hero took the initiative to speak to him!

Gu Cun responded especially enthusiastically, "It's… the burnt smell and also a weird greasy odor!"

"Ever since my second aunt fell ill, this smell has lingered in the house, and moreover…"

Gu Cun glumly scratched his head, his handsome face wrinkling, "I keep running into ghosts more and more often."

"Before, someone said this is because I'm physically weak, making me prone to attract ghosts."

Gu Cun suddenly moved to Jin Chen's side, "Great Hero, I've heard that people with extraordinary abilities always carry some ghost-repelling talismans; could I buy two from you?"

Jin Chen glanced at him, "What kind of person."

"Huh? What?"

Gu Cun failed to follow Jin Chen's topic, looking bewildered.

"Who told you that being prone to encountering ghosts is due to physical weakness?" Ying Wu Shu asked.

Luo Qiu likewise didn't understand, hissing…

Could it be that he's no longer Ying Wu Shu's best friend? How can these two be so in sync! It's infuriating!

Gu Cun hadn't expected them to ask in detail, and casually replied, "My second aunt's business acquaintance, a master, but supposedly he went elsewhere later and I've never seen him since."

"Did that master also alter your household's layout?" Ying Wu Shu asked.

Gu Cun thought, then nodded, "Yes, back when my father was still in the country, that indeed happened."

Jin Chen pondered a moment, then produced a few unfolded yellow talismans and handed them over, "Five thousand each."

Ying Wu Shu recognized them as the talismans he himself had drawn, his gaze shifting silently, feeling a bit guilty.

Even if he usually boasts at Spirit Pure Ford, Jin Chen has only recently learned this, so there's some suspicion of overcharging.

Ying Wu Shu furtively tugged Jin Chen's hand, trying to persuade him to use a different talisman, but before he could speak, Jin Chen reversed his grip and held his hand; hearing Gu Cun's delighted exclamation, like a simpleton who'd gotten a free bargain,

"Good, good, good! This price is truly a bargain… I'll get an annual pass from you lot, and when new talismans come out I'll buy them right away!"

Gu Cun said while shoving a million-dollar card at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen nodded, "Fine."

Then he handed the card to Ying Wu Shu, his tone softening, "Here."

Ying Wu Shu: "……"

Jin Chen is truly a pixiu, his wealth-attracting ability far surpassing that of Ling Gun Gun.

Upon reaching the third floor, Jin Chen hurried straight to the room that had just presented a problem.

The door was locked tight, and even more strangely……

Gu Cun gasped, "Our house doesn't have this room!"

He clung to the talisman in terror, his lips trembling, "Before today I'd never seen such a door; previously this place was……"

Gu Cun racked his brain, feeling there should be something on this wall, but definitely not a door.

The situation was urgent, leaving no time for much thought; Jin Chen channeled qi into his palm and thrust the door open with a slam.

With a bang, the door swung open.

Inside was pitch dark yet richly colorful, a plastic toy horse facing the doorway, swaying with a creak.

"This……" Ying Wu Shu did not hide his astonishment, rubbing his forehead.

"A children's room."

And the gauze ribbon Jin Chen picked up turned out to be the bed canopy in the corner of the room, as if someone had just been lying there.

Upon entering, Jin Chen instinctively took the lead, slightly shielding Ying Wu Shu at his side to guard against any danger.

Squeak!

"Ah!"

Gu Cun was startled by the sudden movement and cried out; turning back, he saw a black cloth doll hanging upside down on the cabinet, having knocked the cabinet door open, the doll's eyes huge.

The cabinet door opened deep and dark, like a bottomless black hole.

Compared to facing vicious ghosts, Gu Cun fears these eerie things moving; he covered his eyes with both hands, peeking through his fingers.

Jin Chen physically interrupted the magic, lifting his leg to kick the cabinet door over.

The cabinet was empty inside.

On the other side, however, Ying Wu Shu found something.

On the bed hung a string of red cord with a jade pendant attached.

Ying Wu Shu picked it up for a look, his cool brows slightly furrowed, "It's also a burial good, heavy with yin qi."

"I... I also have." Gu Cun weakly raised his hand, the pampered rich second‑generation were almost brought to tears by today's successive scares.

He extended his wrist, a red string hanging with the same jade pendant, "This is a gift from my young uncle; it seems… everyone in our family has one."

"Then hurry up and take it off, what are you waiting for!" Luo Qiu directly reached out to grab it, but after struggling for a long time he couldn't untie the knot.

Ying Wu Shu softly shouted: "Yin Spirit Binding Release, go!"

The knot on Gu Cun's wrist finally came undone, the jade pendant shattered as it fell to the ground, a surge of qi flowed from his wrist back into his body, Gu Cun shuddered, and even in such a gloomy environment he could no longer feel the cold.

Ying Wu Shu gazed in surprise at Gu Cun's brows and eyes, as if a radiance flowed through them.

"Mysterious Yang Body."

This isn't just a weak body attracting ghosts; it's clearly a delicacy in the eyes of all ghosts, no less than Tang Sanzang to demons.

Suddenly, a warm hand covered Ying Wu Shu's eyes from front, he let out an "eh", and Jin Chen led him out the door.

"You've been looking for so long, what's there to see?"

Ying Wu Shu heard a voice colder than usual, and pressed down the corners of his mouth that had involuntarily curled up.

"I can't see, I'll fall."

As Ying Wu Shu's words fell, Jin Chen withdrew his hand, bluntly saying: "You've been looking at him for a long time."

Ying Wu Shu neither affirmed nor denied, tilting his head, after all, the Mysterious Yang Body is a once‑in‑many‑years Daoist prodigy.

Before the smile on his brow could fade, he heard Jin Chen's low voice: "There should be a child ghost in this room; it's not here, it's elsewhere."

After all, the entire villa is sealed off by the formation, neither entering nor leaving.

Ying Wu Shu said: "Then let's quickly go find Miss Li; she's very likely to be taken advantage of by a resentful ghost."