Chapter 898: Tonight I Want to See Ghosts

"What are these things?"

Shi Yuniang, putting on the look of a curious baby, asked.

Qi Yao said lightly, "For experimental use."

"What experiment?"

Shi Yuniang asked right away.

Qi Yao patiently replied, "Summon ghosts."

The moment those two words left her mouth, Shi Yuniang, Chen Yu, Luoyan, and Xiuhua couldn't help but shiver.

The four women were all from ancient times, having lived through a long superstitious society.

Compared with the two modern women, Ling Lin and Han Xiang, they were even more terrified of this thing.

Even though they'd never seen it before.

Shi Yuniang suddenly felt that the room was filled with a strange atmosphere.

Even the wind howling outside the window sounded somewhat nauseating.

Because they were most taboo about such matters, they quickly said their goodbyes and left.

That woman is truly not to be messed with; it's better to keep a safe distance.

Chen Yu, Luoyan, Xiuhua, and Ling Lin also left together.

In the end, only Han Xiang stayed.

Top‑tier beauties share common topics.

For Qi Yao, interacting with Han Xiang is more comfortable.

Han Xiang felt the same way.

"Boss, has your research hit a bottleneck?"

Han Xiang asked.

Qi Yao shook her head and said, "It's not a bottleneck issue; I just suddenly feel that research on Spirits is also very necessary."

Last year, Lin Jingru was kidnapped once, and the mastermind was a Māo ér.

That Māo ér was a Spirit created by the Witch Tribe, a kind of flowing energy entity.

Han Xiang nodded; she understood.

Then Han Xiang added, "We returned here a bit earlier than you and discovered many hidden surveillance devices installed by people."

"The current situation is bad; you need to be careful."

"Thank you! I know."

Qi Yao nodded.

"I'm going to rest; see you tomorrow!"

Han Xiang took her leave and turned away.

Early the next morning.

Before dawn, Kong Ming, the old Daoist, got up early.

Can't help it.

His one‑year‑old son started crying because he was hungry.

Kong Ming, whose hair was more than half white, looked much older.

His face was haggard, but he still patiently held his son and coaxed him.

The nanny quickly took the child over, and in front of Kong Ming began to feed the child.

Kong Ming glanced, moved his throat, and resolutely turned away.

The nanny, in her thirties, still somewhat attractive, whose daughter had just been born and husband had died, curled the corner of her mouth.

She felt that soon the Daoist would be crushed under her massive pressure.

The past year, Kong Ming's days have been hard.

His former wife, who gave birth to his son, together with a disciple, swindled a portion of his money and ran away.

Kong Ming was furious.

Over one night, his hair turned almost completely white.

Then he took his son to the hospital for a paternity test.

Fortunately, the son was his.

After exiting Da Men, the old Daoist Kong Ming turned and went back home.

"Yanyan, I'm stepping out; I might be back this afternoon, or it could take several days."

Kong Ming said to the nanny Yanyan.

The woman, named Zhang Yanyan, smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Daoist! I'll take good care of the child."

She added in her mind, "I'm going to be this child's mother, so of course I'll take good care of him!"

Kong Ming nodded, then finally left the house with peace of mind.

After the disciple repeatedly abducted the master's wife at home, Kong Ming decided not to take any more disciples.

Even if he were to accept disciples, he would only accept female disciples!

He stepped out, got into an old black domestic sedan, and Kong Ming drove slowly.

His left hand held the steering wheel, his right hand lifted, constantly calculating.

When he was a few dozen meters from the upcoming intersection, Kong Ming slammed on the brakes.

The car behind almost collided with Kong Ming's old car.

The driver rolled down the window, about to curse Kong Ming, when a big truck ahead ran the red light and roared past.

The truck driver must have been distracted, missed the red light, and stopped after crossing the intersection.

Kong Ming slowly started moving, murmuring, "Today's calamity finally passed."

After saying that, he smiled happily.

After returning, he kept waiting for news from Boss Lin.

But for a long time, Lin Feng never contacted him.

Then the old Daoist Kong Ming's situation grew worse day by day.

Misfortunes kept happening one after another, and most of the wealth he had earned was already gone.

He knew it was retribution, unavoidable.

In fact, the best way was to latch onto a big shot with sky‑high luck to dispel his own disaster.

And that big shot was Lin Feng.

Unfortunately, being only into 'superstition', he couldn't find a reason to meet Boss Lin.

Now the chance finally arrived!

Last night, Qi Yao called him, saying she needed his expertise.

Who is Qi Yao?

She's the woman Boss Lin loves most!

By leveraging Qi Yao's connections, the time to see Boss Lin isn't far off.

It's something he's been hoping for a long time.

As the saying goes, fortune and disaster go hand in hand; since good luck arrives, disaster will follow accordingly.

And it will be a huge disaster.

Fortunately, he calculated it himself.

After surviving a calamity, the old Daoist Kong Ming did not let his guard down.

Driving a slow car, he finally arrived safely at the Sihe Courtyard's gate.

"Chief, there's a situation!"

In a house diagonally opposite the Sihe Courtyard, a man in black shouted.

The young man who was dozing was startled.

After waking, he looked at the monitor hanging in the room.

It showed an old man in a Daoist robe standing in front of the Sihe Courtyard's back gate.

The door opened, and a maid made a beckoning gesture.

"Check immediately—who is this person!"

The young man ordered at once.

It took only a few minutes, and the result came out.

The subordinate reported, "This person is called Daoist priest Kong Ming, surname Zhao, given name Zhao Kong Ming. But it's very possible this is a false name.

A few years ago, this man specialized in feng shui for wealthy households, moving graves, and so on.

During that time he went to Han Guo and the Little Sun region, and even brought back a Little Sun wife.

However, recently that woman ran off with his disciple, taking away tens of millions and fled to Mi Guo."

"A superstition‑obsessed guy!"

The young man frowned and muttered.

The subordinate guessed, "These rich people are very superstitious, believe in destiny, and hiring a feng shui master isn't strange at all."

The young man said, "I know that, but the problem is Kong Ming shows up at the wrong time."

"Indeed!"

The subordinate nodded, "Our target is that woman with the surname Qi, and she is a Forensic Doctor. Someone like Kong Ming is a natural mortal enemy."

The young man sneered, "When events are abnormal, demons arise; we must keep a close watch on this person as well."

"Yes!"

……

When Kong Ming saw Qi Yao, Qi Yao was having breakfast in the living room with Han Xiang.

Qi Yao nodded at Kong Ming.

Han Xiang smiled and invited Daoist priest Kong Ming to sit.

Qi Yao stayed silent, and Han Xiang asked first, "Daoist priest, my career has been going poorly lately; I don't know what's wrong—please take a look."

Kong Ming examined Han Xiang, stroked his long beard, and said with a smile, "Madam, you are a person of great wealth and status; career means little to you.

However, I, the humble Daoist, see that now is the time for you to retire after your achievements."

Han Xiang was slightly surprised.

Because Kong Ming was right.

She was planning to retire from the spotlight and wanted the company to issue a statement!

It's not that she dislikes performing; the current situation simply doesn't allow it.

Everyone knows her relationship with Lin Feng is far from shallow.

Now the Lin Family is in trouble; if she doesn't hide, someone will definitely set their sights on her.

Qi Yao set down her spoon and said bluntly, "I want to see ghosts tonight!"