I'm in Love Apartment, and the system is making me cultivate immortality.

Chapter 313 Reencounter with Master Huang, Guan Gu's bad luck is transferred to Zi Qiao?

Upon hearing this, Huang Huifeng looked up.

Seeing Gu Yifan walking over, she blinked.

"Oh, it's you?"

"Yifan, you... what brings you here?"

Guan Gu turned his head curiously and greeted Gu Yifan.

"Guan Gu said you wanted to be alone and wouldn't answer the phone. Everyone was worried about you. Turns out you secretly came here to have your fortune told."

Gu Yifan shrugged.

When Guan Gu heard that everyone was concerned about him, he felt a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I originally just wanted to take a walk to clear my head, but this Master Huang's fortune telling is very accurate."

Gu Yifan rolled his eyes.

Is it accurate? His prediction is not accurate at all.

"Master Huang, you didn't even realize that Guan Gu is Japanese?"

Huang Huifeng realized that the two knew each other and thought to himself, "Oh no, it's not easy to make a move on someone I know."

Upon hearing Gu Yifan's words, Huang Huifeng's eyes widened. "Oh? This young man is actually a foreigner. Isn't his accent a bit strange?"

Gu Yifan was speechless: "."

However, he felt relieved when he thought about Master Huang's Fujian accent.

"Sure."

Gu Yifan patted Guan Gu on the shoulder, "Even Master Huang couldn't figure this out, Guan Gu, feudal superstition is no good."

Upon hearing this, Guan Gu, who had previously trusted Master Huang, began to waver.

Just as Huang Huifeng's face fell and he glared at Gu Yifan with a sullen expression.

“However, Master Huang is quite skilled at fortune telling,” Gu Yifan added.

"Oh, you're too kind." Huang Huifeng then smiled and stroked his beard again.

"Since you're all friends, young man, I won't cheat you."

As he spoke, Huang Huifeng put away the consecrated talisman in his hand and said righteously, making no attempt to hide his intention to cheat the rich man.

Guan Gu opened his mouth in surprise. Had the master just been fooling him?

"You've been having a really bad run of luck lately, haven't you?"

"Yes"

Guan Gu is downcast again. What happened to the trust between people?

"Then I'll lend you a hand and transfer your bad luck to someone you've had a grudge against recently, how about that?"

"What does this mean?" Guan Gu asked blankly.

"Young man, do you not understand? Anyway, it's to help you get rid of bad luck, you get it?"

Huang Huifeng was initially impatient, thinking that Guan Gu couldn't understand human language, but then he thought, oh, he's a foreigner.

Forget it.

"Well... I hope the other party won't have any problems." Guan Gu was still kind-hearted; even though they had a grudge against each other, he was still thinking of the other party.

Gu Yifan stood curiously to the side, without saying a word.

There's an unresolved grudge between him and Guan Gu.
Lu Ziqiao's smug face flashed into Gu Yifan's mind.

Is it only Ziqiao?

As he was speaking, Huang Huifeng's expression turned serious, and he muttered, "I take people's money, I'll avert disaster for them. May the ancestral master protect me, I'll lose money to avoid calamity, the talisman has arrived, and the bad luck is gone."

After saying that, he suddenly flicked out a talisman with his left hand, and the light talisman flew far away.

"boom!"

The talisman burst into flames in mid-air.

This move startled Guan Gu, who was still hesitating, and he blurted out.

"Siguni! That's amazing!!!"

Huang Huifeng smiled smugly. That was quick-burning paper, specially bought from a magic prop shop.

Luck is something that depends on whether you believe in it or not.

Huang Huifeng believes that his ancestors had some knowledge, but whether it was actually useful is another matter.

It might be somewhat useful.

It mainly depends on whether the ancestral master is willing to help; it all depends on the ancestral master's mood.

As for dispelling bad luck, just pass flames over your eyes, and the bad luck will naturally dissipate.

"Alright, go back and wash your hands with the water that was soaked in willow branches to get rid of the bad luck."

"That's good then. Thank you so much, Master." Guan Gu thanked him repeatedly, a little embarrassed. "And the fee..."

"Since you and young man are friends, I'll give it to you for free, I won't charge you."

Huang Huifeng noticed Guan Gu's predicament and said calmly.

What he was thinking was that he was a penniless wretch who only had a loincloth left, and he would borrow money from that kid anyway. But if he accepted the kid's money, he would be setting up a karmic connection.

Earn less and create greater consequences.

It's obvious to anyone that it's a bigger loss.

"Alright, our time together is over. Young man, you should leave now." Huang Hui urged the two away as if they were plague carriers.

To avoid repeating the mistake of his broken magical artifact.

But just then, Gu Yifan asked curiously, "Master Huang, could I take a look at that consecrated talisman you just gave me?"

You encountered the fortune teller again and discovered that his magical powers had somehow recovered.

This also restored the fortune teller's skills somewhat. Although he hadn't reached his peak state of being able to calculate everything under heaven and earth and all the mysteries of the world, he had at least escaped the ranks of being half-crippled!

[You witnessed the diviner's use of magic and gained enlightenment. Congratulations on unlocking the art of talismans; your luck-changing talisman is now activated.]

[You indirectly altered the fate of your subordinate Hattori Hanzo, as well as the fate of Lü Bu, and gained a small amount of luck.]

Gu Yifan already possessed good fortune, or one could say he was blessed with good karma. Now, a glimmer of light appeared out of nowhere and entered his body, invigorating him and making his aura more vibrant.

None of the bystanders noticed, but Huang Huifeng glanced at Gu Yifan with a look of surprise and rubbed his eyes.

He felt that this kid was different again.

In Taoist terms, this means reaching the state of perfect harmony between humanity and nature.

That's impossible. Those are feelings that only old people in their eighties or nineties who have cultivated for decades can have. How could they appear in a young man like him?

An illusion must be an illusion.

This guy is so handsome it makes you want to chop him up.

"Want it? Take it and play with it. Alright, alright, stop loitering around in front of me, you're driving away all my customers." Huang Huifeng tossed the wooden amulet to Gu Yifan like he was chasing away a plague god, and waved him away.

Gu Yifan steadily reached out and caught the amulet, saying nonchalantly.

“Master Huang, you’re wrong. If I were standing here, your business would be even better.”

Indeed, many passersby were drawn to Gu Yifan, and some were even eager to come over.

"But it's really free?" Gu Yifan fiddled with the amulet in his hand.

"A high-grade fourth-tier magical artifact. Wearing it can ward off evil spirits, calm the mind, and slightly improve one's luck."

What a good thing.

However, its effect overlaps with Gu Yifan's natal magic weapon, the peach wood sword, so it's not very useful.

But since it's free, I can give it to the fairies later; they should like it.

"They're only one yuan each wholesale," Huang Huifeng replied.

Guan Gu's eyes widened.

One yuan each? How dare you charge me five thousand?
Even the most unscrupulous merchants aren't as unscrupulous as you.

Seeing this, Gu Yifan nodded with satisfaction, "Then I'll be going now, to see Master Huang."

After the two had walked away, Huang Hui and Feng Cai muttered to themselves, "See you again? Forget about it."

Every time I interact with this kid, nothing good ever comes of it. It's probably because his luck is too strong, which affects others.

However, Huang Huifeng was a fortune teller and Taoist practitioner, and the most important thing for him was not to be affected by external affairs.

Therefore, Huang Hui and Feng Cai avoided Gu Yifan like the plague.

"Let's make a few more orders while there are still a lot of people. May the gods bless us and bring in more rich suckers."

On the way back to the apartment.

When Gu Yifan passed by the place where Ziqiao had just been, he found that Ziqiao was no longer there.

Nobody knows where they've gone.

"Are you the only one who came to see me?" Guan Gu asked.

"No, Yifei and the others went to your studio, Zhanbo went to the nearby park, and Ziqiao and I split up to look for them in the commercial street."

"I see." Guan Gu was even more moved upon hearing this.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Although his career suffered a setback, he still has a group of good friends who care about him.

Thinking of this, Guan Gu was invigorated.

He recalled the master's words: before achieving success, God would set up tests for him, trying to make him give up.

I, Guan Gu Shenqi, will never back down or leave the comics industry. On the contrary, I am sure I will become a famous comic artist!

Gu Yifan was curious about another thing: whether Master Huang had really changed Guan Gu's luck.

By chance, I passed by a lottery shop.

"Guan Gu, would you like to test your luck?" Gu Yifan stopped and pointed to the lottery shop, asking Guan Gu.

"Huh?" Guan Gu was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"But I'm out of money right now."

"I'll lend it to you, just pay me back when you have the money," Gu Yifan said with a grin, rubbing his hands together eagerly.

Gu Yifan and Guan Gu returned to the apartment.

Everyone who had been notified returned, except for Ziqiao.

When Guan Gu returned, everyone gathered around him, asking him what was wrong and what was wrong with him.

"Guan Gu, you're finally back! Otherwise, we would have all thought you'd found a secluded spot and committed seppuku," Miss Qin joked.

“That’s right, Guan Gu, don’t be angry. Zi Qiao has already taken care of things for you,” Mei Jia comforted Guan Gu.

"Ziqiao?" Guan Gu was taken aback and asked, puzzled.

At this moment, Ms. Hu realized that Zi Qiao was not there. She frowned and asked Gu Yifan, "Where is he?" "I broke up with him and went to look for him," Gu Yifan shrugged.

Seeing that Hu Yifei was about to fly into a rage again, her eyebrows furrowed in anger.

"Alright, since we've given Ziqiao a chance, let's wait for him to solve it himself."

Gu Yifan quickly replied.

He believed that Ziqiao would figure it out.

Maybe they're on their way back.

"Hmph, that's for the best," Hu Yifei said irritably.

At this moment, Guan Gu spoke up, "To thank everyone, I'll treat you all to a late-night snack."

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo immediately refused, "No need, Guangu-jun, aren't you broke?"

Unexpectedly, Guan Gu and Gu Yifan exchanged a smile.

Guan Gu exclaimed excitedly, "I bought a lottery ticket and won five hundred yuan!"

"Really!" Mika exclaimed in surprise. "Then Guan Gu-kun, your luck has improved? You're not unlucky anymore?"

You should know, Guan Gu had a really unlucky day.

I didn't eat lunch, so I opened a packet of instant noodles, only to find that the seasoning packet was missing.

“That’s right.” Guan Gu nodded and exclaimed, “Master Huang is truly amazing.”

"Master Huang?" Lin Wanyu blinked; she also knew a Master Huang.

“It’s Master Huang,” Gu Yifan said with a smile, seeing Miss Lin’s expression.

I was curious.

"I wonder if Ziqiao's luck has gotten worse."

After collecting everyone's opinions, Guan Gu ordered KFC delivery.

"This is so inconvenient, we still have to order by phone." Lin Wanyu said thoughtfully, "One day, my company will become a super food delivery company covering the entire Dongda University!"

Miss Lin is full of energy!

Guan Gu seemed to have emerged from his frustration and failure. He firmly believed in Huang Huifeng's words that these failures were only temporary and that he would definitely become a bestselling comic artist.

However, before that, Guan Gu needs to find a job, since he has invested all his savings and is now penniless.

Just as Guan Gu decided to accept Gu Yifan's invitation and join his company.

"Ziqiao is back, you should go see him quickly." Zhanbo rushed into room 3601 and opened the door.

"Oh, so Young Master Lü finally realized that running away was useless and came back to face reality? We have to go see him now?" Ms. Hu said sarcastically.

“It’s not my sister.” Zhanbo shook his head, his expression strange. “Ziqiao… he… he looks a bit miserable.”

"Tragic? What, did he get bitten by a dog? Serves him right!" Meijia rolled her eyes.

Zhanbo considered it for a moment, then said, "It's even worse than this."

"what?"

When everyone rushed to 3601.

"Ziqiao? What happened to you?" Qin Yumo asked in surprise.

"Where have you been, kid?" Hu Yifei asked, frowning.

Lu Ziqiao was soaking wet, his skin was red and looked like he had been burned, his head was wrapped in gauze and his legs were also wrapped in bandages.

This miserable appearance startled both Hu Yifei and Qin Yumo.

He was perfectly fine when he left, how could he have turned out like this in the blink of an eye?

"Don't even mention it, where else can I go but to make money?" Lu Ziqiao grinned, refusing to talk about how he got the money, only saying dejectedly.

"What bad luck! On my way back, I couldn't hail a taxi no matter what I tried. When I finally managed to get one, it broke down on the way back, so I ended up walking all the way."

"That wasn't the end of it. As soon as I got to the shopping street, I was doused with hot water! Luckily, it wasn't boiling water and I wasn't disfigured. But my leg hair was scalded off."

"Then a little kid on a stroller suddenly appeared out of nowhere and hit my hip. By the time I chased after him, a brick fell from the sky."

As Ziqiao recounted this series of misfortunes, tears streamed down his face, "You almost wouldn't have seen me again!!!"

Everyone was stunned and shocked.

"Are you kidding me? Is it really that unlucky?" Chen Meijia stepped forward suspiciously and, with lightning speed, pulled down Ziqiao's wet pants.

"Ouch!" Ziqiao cried out in pain.

Underneath the pants were a pair of clean, white calves, with absolutely no leg hair.

Then I looked at Ziqiao's head; it was bleeding from being hit.

Mika's eyes widened immediately. "Wow, is this all real?"

"Of course, otherwise... Ouch, that hurts so much!" Ziqiao gasped.

Meijia softened a bit and thought for a moment, "Should we go to the hospital? It would be bad luck to die in the suite."

"Thanks for your kindness, old man. I won't die for now; it's just a minor injury," Ziqiao said irritably.

Meijia pouted, but was amused by Ziqiao's bandages and quickly turned her face away, not wanting Ziqiao to see her smile.

Although Ziqiao's previous behavior was disappointing, he was still one of our own.

Hu Yifei frowned and clenched her fists as she asked.

"Who's so rude as to throw things from a high-rise building? They must be tired of living! I'm going to check the security footage!"

"Maybe the wind blew the brick down and it just happened to hit Ziqiao," Gu Yifan shrugged.

Could it be that Guan Gu's bad luck has really transferred to Zi Qiao?
Is the world finally about to expose the idealism beneath its apparent materialism?

"Ziqiao, what happened to you is like a real-life version of Final Destination!" Miss Lin was a little scared and hid in Gu Yifan's arms.

"Who says otherwise? But there's good news too, I got the money back!"

As he spoke, Lu Ziqiao, who had been slumped on the sofa, smiled smugly and forced himself to get up.

As a result, his foot slipped, and his toes slammed hard onto the coffee table.

There was a click.

"Ouch!!!" Lu Ziqiao let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Hu Yifei, who was still somewhat skeptical, immediately believed it after seeing this scene.

"This is what they mean by 'the wicked will get their just desserts,' Zhanbo. See? You must never do anything bad again!" Hu Yifei took the opportunity to educate her younger brother.

Zhanbo nodded immediately.

Guan Gu, however, sidled up to Gu Yifan and asked, puzzled, "Gu Jun, Zi Qiao... why is he suddenly so unlucky?"

It seems that Guan Gu has also thought of something.

Guan Gu's doubts were quickly answered.

As Lu Ziqiao limped over.

In front of everyone, he took out the 30,000 yuan from the envelope and handed it to Guan Gu.

He felt guilty and recounted how he had cheated Guan Gu out of his rent deposit.

I thought Guan Gu would fly into a rage.

But what I didn't expect was...
"Oh, that? I already know that."

Guan Gu's reaction was surprisingly calm and unperturbed.

The group of people who were originally planning to persuade him were stunned.

"Wow, Guan Gu, is this your reaction?" Miss Qin asked in surprise. "Not surprised at all? Angry?"

"Because Mika has already confessed to me," Guan Gu said, shrugging.

Then everyone remembered that Meijia had also taken a copy, but she had already returned it to Guangu.

That means Guan Gu actually knew about this all along?

Only then did everyone react.

Lu Ziqiao was dumbfounded: "Guan Gu, you know him? Then, why have you never mentioned him before?"

Guan Gu spread his hands and said with a serious expression, "At first, I was actually very angry."

"However, if it weren't for Ziqiao, I might have moved to Aisen Apartments by now and wouldn't have met everyone. I think this is probably fate."

"As for the 25000 yuan, I think Ziqiao needs the money more than I do."

“I’m waiting for the day when Ziqiao will come to me and return it to me.”

"Of course, if you, Ziqiao, don't confess, I won't pursue the matter any further."

Guan Gu said frankly.

Although he can be a bit rigid at times, he's definitely not stupid.

At first, Guan Gu may not have been familiar with the rental situation in China.

But after staying here for so long, how could I not understand?

He just didn't want to go, because he wanted to pursue the matter with Ziqiao.

Brother Guan Gu

Ziqiao fell silent.

She was swindled out of such a large sum of money, yet she forgave him so easily.

Lu Ziqiao now prefers Guan Gu to scold him rather than feel bad about it.

I'm a fucking bastard.
Lu Ziqiao mocked himself, but it was surprising that someone like him, who was no good at all, could make so many good friends.

Suddenly, Lü Ziqiao remembered the question Gu Yifan had asked him.

Is being disappointed by everyone really the result he wanted?
Ziqiao gritted his teeth, lowered his head to hide his red eyes, and handed the envelope to Guangu.

"I'm sorry, Guan Gu, consider this money a loan."

“There is a total of 30,000 yuan here, of which 5,000 yuan is my interest for this period of time.”

Please forgive my behavior at the time.

Guan Gu hesitated, but Gu Yifan tugged at his sleeve.

"Then I'll accept it."

Guan Gu accepted the envelope, then, as if remembering something, smiled and said to Gu Yifan.

"It seems my luck has really improved with Master Huang's help. I was just worried about living expenses, but now I have them."

"Master Huang? Guangu, did you go to have your fortune told?" Ziqiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Guangu had accepted the gift, which meant that he had forgiven him, and asked curiously.

"Of course, he transferred my bad luck to people I had conflicts with."

"Wait a minute, repeat that again!"

(End of this chapter)