Grudge Breaker

Chapter 363: Suspicion of Falling Demons
"Guagua, tell me the truth, is someone bullying you?"

Song Weichen stared at Yang Guoguo with his almond-shaped eyes, fearing that she was lying to him just to make herself feel better - it was obvious that Grandma Huang's yard was being used just fine, there was no need to go through the trouble of moving here.

Yang Guoguo rubbed his nose.

"Well... I did encounter some unpleasantness, but the result was not that bad."

Yang Guoguo's words were concise and shocking, and Song Weichen understood that it was because the hot pot restaurant had such a good reputation that the disease was spread from person to person, causing officials from the town's government to come and eat there.

As a result, the officials heard from somewhere that the yard was not the ancestral home of Yang Guoguo, but an "ownerless house". So they found the village chief and asked Huangjia Village to take back the house and confiscate it according to the law, and ordered Yang Guoguo's hot pot restaurant to close down and move out immediately.

So she was forced to suspend her business for more than a month, and chose a wasteland on a meadow close to the village to start over. Fortunately, the villagers were kind-hearted and worked together to build the house in less than a month. It took more than half a month to renovate it before she reopened the business.

"What a coincidence! Today is exactly the hundredth day since the reopening."

Yang Guoguo looked very happy, and there was no sign of embarrassment at being forced to move the store. It must have been difficult at first, but this girl was optimistic by nature, and after the incident passed, she no longer took it to heart.

She stuffed the small brocade bag in her hand into Song Weichen's hand.
"Open it quickly, this is for you. Uh, what's that word called?"

Yang Guoguo tilted his head and thought about it, but couldn't remember it. He took out the small notebook in his arms and looked it up.
"Oh, yes, yes, dividends for shareholders!"

Song Weichen opened the brocade bag and found a key inside.

"I bought back the old house of Grandma Huang from the village - that Banxianju, it's yours now."

Yang Guoguo's expression was very serious.
"Although you didn't say it, I can see that the house means something special to you."

"I can't learn the look in your eyes when you look at that house. That's the look that only the owner who lived in that house a long time ago would have. Of course, that house also means a lot to my grandmother. I will never let it be confiscated or let others buy it."

"So... all the money earned from the hot pot restaurant recently was spent here. Weiwei, you are the investor, and I am really sorry that I made such a big decision without consulting you, but I think you will agree."

"Of course, I also have selfish motives. I thought that now that you have a place to stay, you might be able to come back often."

……

Song Weichen understood. No wonder the house was called "Half-Immortal Residence". It was because when she and Yang Guoguo met for the first time, she lied and claimed that she was a little half-immortal.

It turns out that she is the Liubiju Laoganma that I scolded for most of the day...

Looking at the rusty key in front of her, Song Weichen's eyes felt a little sore. She carefully put it into the brocade bag and put it in her arms. She had no reason to refuse such a kind gesture.

"Guagua, you definitely didn't give a discount to the officials who came to eat."

"Next time they come, remember to give them a few free lifetime membership cards. Don't be stingy. The money will come from my dividends, so we don't have to move the store in the future."

After chatting for a while, Song Weichen and Mo Tingfeng asked around and after confirming that nothing unusual had happened in Huangjia Village, they said goodbye to Yang Guoguo and went to Grandma Huang's house.

Although the exterior walls had been renovated, there was no change inside the house - after removing the furnishings from the hot pot restaurant, Yang Guoguo restored the house to the way it used to be when the two of them lived in the fantasy world. The tables, chairs, beds, and stoves were exactly the same, though they had become a little more mottled due to the passage of time.

Song Weichen stroked the stove, his long eyelashes drooping over his eyes, his expression somewhat unnatural.

"What happened to my Weiwei?"

Sensing Song Weichen's emotions, Mo Tingfeng walked over gently and stood behind her.

"Boss Mo, don't take what I said seriously. If...if one day you feel that you have forgotten something very important or someone very important but can't remember what it is, remember to come here and take a look."

"You can come in and have a cup of tea, and listen to me, Grandma Song, tell you stories from the past."

……

"You're talking nonsense again."

Mo Tingfeng hugged her from behind.

"I may die, but I will never forget you."

"Listen, what you are saying is stupid."

Song Weichen used his head as a hammer and hit Mo Tingfeng's chin quite hard. "You should say that you will not die, and you will not forget me, idiot."

She broke away from Mo Tingfeng and went out of the house. "Let's go to the back mountain. You said that the spiritual energy here is abundant and beneficial for cultivation. If you don't practice diligently for four hours today, Guardian Song will never let you return to Si Chen Mansion!"
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It was already midnight when they returned to Si Chen Mansion. Song Weichen fell asleep on his back as soon as she got on the Zai Po Boat. Mo Tingfeng had no choice but to carry her back to Tingfeng Mansion like a child.

Before I got close to the door, I saw a white shadow leaning against it. Although it was late at night and in the dark, it was like the moonlight shining brightly, making people's hearts slightly bright.

"How did you come?"

"But what did you find out?"

Mo Tingfeng was afraid of waking up the little person on his back, so he only used telepathy to ask.

Gu Cangyue didn't say anything. He tilted his head slightly to look at the little man behind Mo Tingfeng, and his eyes softened.

"Why, since I haven't found anything, I can't come and see her and talk to her?" Having said that, he still replied in his heart voice.

Mo Tingfeng did not comment, but walked into the mansion and carefully placed Song Weichen on the bed in Wuqingju - she had been injured and tired recently, and had not slept for a long time, so she had already fallen into a deep sleep, and even after being moved like this, she had no intention of waking up.

Gu Cangyue also followed in, standing by to watch Mo Tingfeng's every move, but never made a sound to disturb him. His eyes were fixed on the little person on the bed, as if he could not see enough.

After everything was packed up, Mo Tingfeng walked to the door, but saw that Gu Cangyue didn't follow him - Song Weichen was his wife now, and being stared at by his ex made him feel very sad.
"Still watching? Let her get some sleep! You're breathing so heavily, be careful not to wake her up!"

Gu Cangyue twitched the corner of his mouth and turned his head slightly to look at Mo Tingfeng.
"Who are you? Did Weiwei marry you? Don't speak in that tone. I've said before that I will never let you go. You have no right to order me around."

Regardless of what he said, Gu Cangyue still followed Mo Tingfeng to his study quietly.

The two of them closed the door and added a sound barrier and visual barrier in the study room on top of the existing sound and visual barrier in Tingfeng Mansion. They did this because they were worried that their talking would wake up Song Weichen.

"Tell me what you gained from this trip."

Mo Tingfeng believed that Gu Cangyue would not come here in the middle of the night just to take a look at Song Weichen. The situation he was facing now did not allow him to be so willful.

"The Dream Weaving Department has not found any abnormalities in the personnel so far. Just in case, I have asked someone I trust to supervise the core subordinates in a low-key manner."

"but……"

"I have discovered something suspicious. This matter is related to Lord Yuheng."

When he heard that it was related to Zhuang Yuheng, Mo Tingfeng's right eye twitched. For some reason, he felt very uneasy and his thoughts were wandering for a moment - didn't he go to look for Jing Lan? Why didn't he hear from her for most of the day? Could something have happened?

...Should we go to Sikong Mansion later? But Zhuang Yuheng is definitely not there, should we go find him? But what about Weiwei?
"Hey, are you listening to me?"

Gu Cangyue's impatient voice interrupted Mo Tingfeng's uneasiness.

"Sorry, I was distracted. Did you find anything suspicious?"

Gu Cangyue's expression was serious and he no longer referred to himself as "Benjun".

"Remember the 'Purification Room' of the Dream Weaving Department that I told you about? The dream buds in it are only used by the Immortal Noble Emperor."

"Because the people involved are so noble, a dedicated person in the clean room will make a corresponding record after each dream bud is collected to prevent bad people from using dreams to do evil things."

"I went back this time and carefully read through those books. I originally wanted to see if there was anything different in my dream, but I accidentally discovered that there were three blank days in the records of Yu Heng Jun a thousand years ago."

"It's not the Dreamless Sky, it's that the records were cleared manually."

...a thousand years ago?

Mo Tingfeng's expression also changed. He had already guessed what Gu Cangyue had not finished saying.

"Did the three blank days include the day when Yu Heng practiced and fell into evil?"

"No."

Gu Cangyue shook his head.
"It was three days before he became possessed."

"…I'm afraid that Zhuang Yuheng's fall from grace was not due to his training going astray, but was caused by someone in secret."

Crack! ! As Gu Cangyue finished speaking, a thunderclap sounded in the sky, shaking the window frame, as if some hidden evil force hidden in the dark was forcibly torn open by someone.