90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 43

Anzi took out a stack of talismans and gave them to Zhang Zhaonian, asking him to stick them on the office doors, windows, ceiling, floor and several walls.

"Master, why do we need to stick this talisman?" Zhang Zhaonian couldn't help asking while sticking it.

Anzi lay down with his eyes closed and replied lazily, "Hundreds of demons roam the night. If you don't want to be caught and eaten, stick to it carefully and don't miss any place."

Zhang Zhaonian screamed "Ah", but did not dare to stop his hands. Lu Jun thought he was scared, but he was actually grinning like a 200-pound idiot.

After sticking the talisman skillfully, Zhang Zhaonian came to Anzi. He was not afraid of catching a cold, so he sat down on the floor and took out a palm-sized notebook and a pen from his pocket. His eyes sparkled, "Master, please tell me what's going on?"

Anzi didn't open his eyes, nor did he say anything to him. He just said calmly, "You'll see for yourself when the time comes."

Because she also hasn't figured out what's underneath, but it's not a big problem, she'll know when it's released.

Zhang Zhaonian wanted to ask more questions, but noticed the bloodstains on her chest. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, dipped it in water from a kettle beside him, and came back to carefully wipe it for her.

Lu Jun's eyes dimmed. He was still not qualified enough and didn't notice such an obvious thing.

The sound of Anzi's even breathing was heard, indicating that he had fallen asleep. Zhang Zhaonian sat down at the table and began to write and draw in his little notebook.

Out of curiosity, Lu Jun tiptoed over and found that the notebook was filled with words.

"What are you writing?" he asked softly.

Zhang Zhaonian didn't even raise his head. "Notes."

After thinking for a while, he stopped writing and tilted his head to look at Lu Jun, "I plan to write a novel. When I earn enough money, I will buy a car for my master. Can you drive?"

Lu Jun nodded, "Yes."

But buying a car should cost a lot of money. Can he really afford one by writing novels?

Lu Jun didn't understand, but he respected Zhang Zhaonian's idea and said, "I wish you success."

Zhang Zhaonian grinned and cupped his fists at him, like a middle school student with a newfound sense of chastity. "Thank you for your kind words."

Ever since he was forced to work in the company, Zhang Sili cut off his living expenses and made him receive the same salary as the other employees every month. The only McDonald's meal that the pampered young master Zhang had recently was from his master.

Those bad friends were also warned. Anyone who dared to help him would be considered to be at odds with the Zhang family. If he didn't find a way to earn extra money, he would probably have to rely on his master for even soda in a few days.

Time passed quickly, the sky gradually darkened, Anzi opened his eyes, turned over and sat up.

Zhang Zhaonian immediately turned on the light and came over, "Master, you're awake. Are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"

Anzi glanced at the big backpack that Lu Jun placed on the table. Lu Jun understood and brought the bag to the sofa.

Anzi opened his bag and started taking things out of it.

A bag of braised pork head, a dozen braised eggs, seven or eight steaming big steamed buns, and two bottles of orange soda.

Zhang Zhaonian exclaimed "Wow" exaggeratedly, and when he touched the steamed bun, it was still a little hot. "Master, why is this steamed bun still hot?"

Anzi took out a talisman from his small backpack and slapped it on him, "A newly drawn insulation talisman."

Zhang Zhaonian looked at the talisman for a long time, and no one knew what he was thinking of. He slyly put the talisman into his pocket.

He has found a place to eat McDonald's, and if he is lucky, he might even be able to eat fried shrimp from Typhoon Shelter.

Anzi ignored this silly disciple. She could never understand his train of thought, so she simply turned a blind eye to it and focused on filling her own stomach.

After the three of them finished their meal, Anzi raised his hand and glanced at the red electronic watch on his wrist. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

She took out two pieces of cloth from her big backpack and threw them to the two of them, "Hurry up and change them."

Lu Jun didn't understand what was going on. He turned around and saw Zhang Zhaonian excitedly shaking out the white cloth in his hand and starting to put it on his body. Lu Jun: "..."

He reluctantly shook off the black cloth in his hand and found that it was actually a long black robe with a tall hat wrapped inside the robe. On the hat was written the words "Peace in the World".

Turning his head again, he saw the words "Make Money at First Sight" written on Zhang Zhaonian's tall white hat.

Lu Jun: “…” He didn’t really understand why this master and disciple were playing tricks.

As soon as they were dressed, Anzi took out a mourning stick and an iron chain from his bag and handed them to them to get dressed.

In fact, she didn't want to go through so much trouble, but there was no other way. Drawing the reversal formation consumed too much of her mystical energy, and to avoid being unable to suppress that thing, she could only resort to this last resort.

"I will go out and open the ghost gate in a while, and you will be responsible for taking those brothers and sisters out and sending them to the underworld." Anzi fumbled around in his backpack and took out two strings of dark wood beads, put them on their hands, and reminded them kindly, "Don't count on me when the time comes, and don't hold me back. You are mature adults and you need to learn to rely on yourselves."

Lu Jun: “…”

"Okay, I'm going out first. You guys act in an hour." Anzi wiped the cow's tears on them, then picked up his small schoolbag and opened the door.

Zhang Zhaonian followed behind her and when he looked out he saw the thick fog outside. He was so scared that he quickly retracted his head.

Lu Jun took a look and was also shocked.

The air was filled with thick fog and an eerie atmosphere, and it felt like a monster would jump out at any second, stretch out its long tentacles and drag people in.

Zhang Zhaonian shuddered for no apparent reason, closed the door and walked to the window.

The street lights on the playground have been turned on, but the dim scenery seems unable to penetrate the thick fog, which makes people feel scared.

Anzi, carrying a small schoolbag, skipped all the way in the thick fog, humming an unknown tune, as he walked through the corridor, down the stairs, and towards the flag-raising platform.

Zhang Zhaonian leaned against the window, and after a while he said, "Why can't I see Master?"

Lu Jun walked over and stared through the glass window for a while, but he still didn't see An Zi. He wanted to go out immediately, but he remembered what An Zi said about not holding her back, so he held back.

"What are you looking at?" a faint female voice sounded.

Zhang Zhaonian didn't even turn his head, "Look at my master."

Lu Jun turned his head suddenly and saw the person who was speaking. His scalp almost exploded.

He cursed under his breath and pulled Zhang Zhaonian behind him.

Zhang Zhaonian was dragged and staggered. When he turned his head, he saw a "person" who looked like a body that had been dismembered and pieced together. The person was grinning at them, with black blood flowing out of his mouth.

Zhang Zhaonian: “!!!”

Zhang Zhaonian: "Oh my god... ugh... ugh..."

Lu Jun: …

Female ghost: …

The female ghost guessed that they would react strongly, but she didn't expect it to be this big.

"You're looking for death!" She screamed, raised her black claws and grabbed Zhang Zhaonian's heart.

Lu Jun was quick-witted and quick-handed. He raised the chain to block. The moment the ghost girl's claws touched the chain, the chain burst out with a golden light and sent the ghost girl flying.

The female ghost screamed and disappeared into the wall.

　I'm late
　　
　
(End of this chapter)