The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 256 The Manager of the All-Purpose Shop Has Been Chosen

Back at the shop, Lang Jiuchuan saw Zhuang Quanhai sweeping dust. Upon seeing her, he took a feather duster and went up to her.

"Miss," he looked around and asked in a low voice, "Where is that one?"

Lang Jiuchuan cast a meaningful glance at him, and Zhuang Quan Hai suddenly felt an intense chill beside him, as if there was a large block of ice in front of him. The jade pendant on his chest was so hot that he hunched over, his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and his teeth were chattering.

"Thank you, Ghost Guest," Lang Jiuchuan said on behalf of Fu Qi, then added, "You have a strong aura of malevolence, so don't get close to him, lest he fall ill."

Fu Qi walked away, and Lang Jiuchuan waved away the Yin energy on Zhuang Quan Hai's body. Zhuang Quan Hai almost cried out. He hugged the feather duster tightly and looked at the source of the Yin energy. It seemed that the feather duster made of rooster feathers was not very effective at warding off evil spirits.

Looking at the dense Yin energy emanating from Fu Qi, Lang Jiuchuan thought for a moment and then suggested, "I would like to place a soul imprint on your soul to suppress your Yin energy and prevent it from harming innocent people. What do you think?"

Imprinting a soul mark can be used to restrain his Yin energy, preventing him from truly killing at will.

Fu Qi had no objection to this. He was not a bloodthirsty villain and would not kill indiscriminately. However, Lang Jiuchuan and the others had concerns, so it was fine to have some restraint.

As for how to settle him, Lang Jiuchuan thought of A Piao, who walked in the mortal world in a paper body and worked as a manager for Tongtian Pavilion. Her Wanshi Shop was also in need of a manager.

Lang Jiuchuan said with great interest, "General, since you don't want to be reincarnated and want to stay in the mortal world, if you don't mind that it's beneath you, why not become the manager of my Wanshi Shop?"

Zhuang Quan Hai froze and looked up.

Fu Qi said, “It’s not that I’m wasting my talents, but I’m just a soul. How can I receive guests for you? From what I’ve heard from Manager Zhuang, it seems like he also takes on business with living people, and he looks like he’s about to cry.”

This girl is tearing out your heart without using a knife! Is it really okay to let Zhuang Quan Hai take over the position of manager of Wan Shi Pu in front of him?

Lang Jiuchuan looked at Zhuang Quanhai, who forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. She belatedly asked, "Manager Zhuang, you're not planning to go back to your hometown?"

Zhuang Quan Hai immediately said, "Going back to the hometown is all about making a living. If you can earn money in Wujing, you don't have to go back. Your daughter-in-law can also send the child first."

Lang Jiuchuan said, “You will achieve more if you return to your hometown. Your luck is not good enough in Wujing. You lack water in your five elements. The north belongs to water. Returning to your hometown will bring you more prosperity. At that time, you can engage in the timber business. Water nourishes wood, water represents wealth, and wood represents official position. With wealth, you can buy land and live a life of farming and scholarship, which will bring you peace and prosperity. Of course, doing good deeds and being kind to others is also very important.”

Zhuang Quan Hai was surprised that she would tell his fortune, and he was immediately excited. He bowed down and said, "Thank you for your guidance, young lady."

He took out a small piece of silver from his purse and handed it to her, somewhat embarrassed, saying, "This is all I have on me, just a little bit of money for divination."

Lang Jiuchuan didn't mind that it was too little. He took it and stuffed it into his sleeve, saying, "It's not that I look down on you, Manager Zhuang. The business I run is different from ordinary shops. Ghost customers are common. As a result, the person who runs the shop must have a strong birth chart. Otherwise, if they get tainted by yin energy, they will easily get sick and have bad luck."

Zhuang Quan Hai quickly said, "I know what's good for me." He paused and then said, "You're a good hostess. I was originally thinking of finding a manager here, but I didn't expect that fate wouldn't allow it."

"It is fate that we met and had an intersection in this vast sea of ​​people." Lang Jiuchuan smiled faintly. "If I were doing ordinary business, I would definitely keep you here." "I understand." Zhuang Quan Hai then asked her to approve an auspicious day for his trip before stepping aside.

Lang Jiuchuan then said to Fu Qi, "Since you are going to be the shopkeeper, you will need to walk in the mortal world and meet people. You need to be seen by others. I will make a paper body for you so that you can attach yourself to it and walk around. But even so, in order to prevent some sorcerers from discovering your true form, you still need to cultivate."

Fu Qi asked, "Cultivation?"

“Yes, if you cultivate the Ghost Path, as long as your magic power is strong enough, you can naturally protect your true form from being discovered, making you no different from a living person.” Lang Jiuchuan’s eyes sparkled as he said, “I’ll take you to find a senior to ask him how to cultivate. Before that, I’ll find you a piece of wood to carve a memorial tablet, so you can easily offer incense and make offerings, and also find a place to live.”

The senior shopkeeper leaned against the door frame, watching the people walking on the street. Suddenly, he felt an itch in his nose, the bright sky darkened, and he clicked his tongue.

The weather suddenly changed; there must be someone causing trouble!
Fu Qi's fierce aura was so strong that Lang Jiuchuan didn't let him go out. Instead, she took him into the Little Nine Pagoda. When Zhuang Quan Hai heard that she was looking for timber, he recommended a timber shop run by his friend, located in Yongshoufang, Fanghuai Hutong, not far away.

Lang Jiuchuan asked him to watch the shop for the time being, and walked over himself, while talking to Fu Qi about the current situation.

Fu Qi reminded him, "You still need to write to those two great scholars and tell them not to investigate my matter anymore, lest we attract attention and cause trouble."

"I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it." Lang Jiuchuan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you really not concerned about getting your name cleared?"

"It would be a lie to say I don't care at all, but I'll say it again: the living are more important. There's no need for the living to be uneasy because of my dead body, or for them to lose their lives or get into trouble because of it. That would be my fault. So be it." Fu Qi said calmly, "After all the changes in the world, how many people will remember the Fu family? Not to mention, the instigator is already dead."

Lang Jiuchuan sighed.

Fu Qi said helplessly, "Why are you sighing at such a young age? Girl, you must remember that there are countless injustices in this world. You are not a god, and your light cannot shine on every dark place. So don't force things, and don't try to take on all the injustices. That will only do you harm."

Extreme intelligence can be harmful, and excessive rigidity can lead to breakage. Even someone with little formal education knows this principle.

"I know."

Lang Jiuchuan took a shortcut and arrived at Fanghuai Hutong in Yongshoufang. He heard a commotion and looked ahead. In front of a small house, people were crowded together. There were screams, children crying, and angry shouts.

She didn't like gossip, but she couldn't take a detour, so she could only move forward. As she got closer, she saw a noblewoman lying on the ground in a sorry state, with a bright red handprint on her face.

When Lang Jiuchuan saw the person's appearance clearly, his eyes widened in surprise. How could that fake bodhisattva-like Madam Lu be here, and in such a disheveled state?
In front of her was a middle-aged man with several bloody scratches on his face, wearing a winter hat, his face full of fear and panic. Behind him was a petite and charming woman hiding.

Oh wow, this is definitely a scene of catching someone cheating!

Lang Jiuchuan raised an eyebrow, and suddenly his eyes sharpened as he saw a carriage parked at the other entrance. The carriage looked very familiar; it resembled the carriage of the Marquis's residence.