Chapter 672: Adventure Streamer

That's right, it is Yin energy. This kind of Yin energy is only found on people who work in funeral homes year-round, or whose families are engaged in funeral rites, because these people are frequently in contact with the dead or often haunt places where Yin energy is heavy, thus becoming tainted by it.

Yet Zhang Yan's family background is completely incompatible with such places, so the appearance of this aura on her is highly abnormal.

"Hey, I heard from my brother that you understand things like exorcising ghosts and evil spirits, is that true? Can you teach me?" Zhang Yan became even more excited upon hearing this.

The live streams she runs are adventure-themed to begin with, and sometimes, in order to create a terrifying atmosphere, she even has to pretend to perform scripts about seeing ghosts.

If she really learned these things, wouldn't her live stream's popularity be even higher in the future?

"Yanyan, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Chen is a master." Zhang Peng put on a stern face.

"I know he's a master, that's why I came to see him. Why are you being so fierce?" Zhang Yan rolled her eyes at him; she had not a shred of respect for her older brother in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. My sister here has been spoiled." Zhang Peng was caught between laughter and tears.

"It's fine." Chen Yu smiled. "Your sister has a lot of personality. However, forgive me for asking one more question: does Miss Zhang often go to places where the Yin energy is relatively heavy?"

"What places with heavy Yin energy?" Zhang Yan was stunned, then her eyes lit up. "I often go to places like haunted villages and Xionglou for adventure live streams. Are those places heavy in Yin energy? Does heavy Yin energy mean there are really ghosts?"

"If there are, how can I see them? Can you teach me a method?"

Chen Yu was taken aback. This sister of Zhang Peng's was truly quite unconventional. He gave a bitter smile and said, "Places with heavy Yin energy often contain baleful energy. If the Yin-baleful energy is too heavy, it means those places definitely have Yin Spirits or even fierce spirits."

"Moreover, if I am not mistaken, Miss Zhang's Eight Characters are Yin-aligned, which makes her naturally prone to attracting evil entities. It would be better not to go to those places of fierce spirits."

"Haha, you say my Eight Characters are Yin-aligned? Prone to seeing ghosts?" Zhang Yan laughed loudly. "Master Chen, stop joking. I've been to so many fierce places; if there really were ghosts, I would have encountered them long ago."

"My brother and Jiang Wei said you were a master, and I originally wanted to see for myself, but I didn't expect you to be no different from those charlatans who spout nonsense."

"Zhang Yan, shut up." Zhang Peng was furious.

"Why are you being so fierce? I've seen plenty of people like you. You're just a charlatan, swindling you young masters. Otherwise, why don't you explain why I haven't encountered a ghost?" Zhang Yan said with disdain.

"The Jade pendant on your neck can protect you for a while, but it cannot protect you for a lifetime." Chen Yu glanced at Zhang Yan indifferently.

"You mean this?" Zhang Yan took off a Jade pendant from her neck. It was a Jade Buddha, and the entire body of the Jade Buddha was shimmering with light; one look and it was clear it had been consecrated.

However, the Jade Buddha was already showing a grayish, withered color, and some cracks as fine as cow hair appeared on the Buddha statue. It was obvious this was the result of blocking baleful energy many times, only an ordinary person couldn't tell.

"That's right, it's this." Chen Yu frowned and said, "This Jade Buddha has been consecrated, so it kept you safe for a time, but there are already cracks on it. I'm afraid its capacity has reached its limit."

*Snap*... Zhang Yan suddenly slammed the Jade Buddha in her hand onto the table, and the Jade Buddha shattered instantly.

"What are you doing?" The expressions of the few people present changed instantly. Zhang Peng shouted, "This was something Mom begged from a high monk; you aren't allowed to take it off before you turn twenty."

"I just wanted to expose this charlatan's words. Tonight, I'm going to explore a construction site in the suburbs and bring along a few fans. That place is extremely fierce; I just want to see if I can encounter a ghost there." Zhang Yan chuckled.

"You mean that unfinished building in the western suburbs, right? An adventure check-in spot, a 'Xionglou'?" Chen Yu asked.

"That's right. My fans like it, and a fan even gave me a scripture, saying it can summon souls. I'm going to try it today." Zhang Yan giggled. "Does Master Chen want to come along? Or watch my live stream? I'd like to see if I can encounter a ghost there today."

As Zhang Yan spoke, she took out a scripture printed on A4 paper and slapped it onto the table with a *snap*.

"Soul-Prayer Text?" Chen Yu only glanced at this scripture, and his expression changed. "I advise you not to play with fire. Playing with this thing will lead to trouble."

"Haha, keep pretending, keep pretending. You really think you're a master? Let me tell you, after my live streams became popular, plenty of people claiming to be extraordinary individuals have sought me out, all just to swindle some money out of me. I've seen plenty of them." Zhang Yan said with disdain. "Alright, I've seen the 'master,' so I should be going. Zhang Peng, look after yourself."

Zhang Yan said this, grabbed the Lamborghini keys from the table, and left gracefully.

"Mr. Chen, I am truly sorry. Unless my old man steps in, no one can keep this sister of mine in check," Zhang Peng said, caught between laughter and tears.

"That's fine. She's a child who hasn't been beaten down by society and doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth." Chen Yu stood up and said, "Keep a close eye on her today. As long as she reads that scripture in that place, something will definitely go wrong. Now, while she hasn't gone yet, stop her."

"I will stop her immediately." Seeing Chen Yu's serious expression, Zhang Peng also became nervous. He hurriedly picked up his phone to make a call.

"I'm afraid it's too late." Jiang Wei looked at his phone; it was already late, and Zhang Yan had made quite a few preparations for this live stream. He feared it was already too late to stop her.

"What is it, Zhang Peng?" Zhang Yan's flamboyant voice came through the receiver, accompanied by the roar of a Lamborghini engine. It was clear she was driving at high speed.

"Yanyan, come back immediately. You cannot go to that place." Zhang Peng barked.

"Give it a rest. Is it because that 'Master Chen' of yours said this place is dangerous?" Zhang Yan said with disdain. "I thought he was really a master. Heh, after seeing him, I realized he's just like the people who tried to swindle my money before."

"Shut up. Mr. Chen is no ordinary person. If he says that place is dangerous, then it is definitely dangerous. Come back to me immediately, or I will call Grandpa right now and cut off your allowance." Zhang Peng was furious. Was his authority as an older brother no longer effective?

"Forget it, Grandpa won't cut off my allowance. You go do your own thing. Oh, don't forget to watch my live stream tonight, Terror Cabin. Remember to like it." After Zhang Yan finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

"You..." Zhang Peng was so angry he couldn't speak. He hung up the phone and dialed the bodyguard's number: "The young lady is heading toward the West Ring Road. Find her immediately, intercept her, and bring her back."

After hanging up, Zhang Peng's face was ashen. Zhang Yan didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth; this temperament would lead to a huge loss sooner or later. Moreover, she had smashed the Jade Buddha this time, and he vaguely felt uneasy. He feared she was going to have an accident this time.

The Zhang Clan's bodyguards intercepted Zhang Yan precisely in less than half an hour.

As the door of the flamboyant Lamborghini opened, Zhang Yan stepped out in high heels. A bodyguard stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said, "Miss, please come back with us."

*Snap*... The response to the bodyguard was a crisp slap across the face. Zhang Yan only spat out one word: "Scram."