The ultimate master in the city

"Who?" Monk Yuanzhi asked urgently.

Zhou Fengchen said, "The fortune teller we met at the Ge family the night before last."

"Ask the old woman?" Monk Yuanzhi sighed and said, "I thought it was someone else. Brother, are you alright? We've never met her before, we have no grudge against her, why would she burn our money? It doesn't make sense."

Zhou Fengchen asked, "Do you remember the other female ghost?"

Monk Yuanzhi was taken aback. "You mean...?"

Zhou Fengchen said, "When the old woman saw us that day, her expression was very strange. She even said the words 'Greetings.' Such words are only said in front of people you are afraid of or respect. What respect or fear could she possibly have for us? I didn't pay much attention at the time, but now that I think about it, the other ghost that disappeared might very well be with her! And Lao Chu just said that he saw her running hurriedly out of our neighborhood."

Monk Yuanzhi frowned and said, "When we were hitchhiking out of the mountains, we didn't sense the ghost's presence. How did she manage to avoid us?"

Zhou Fengchen said, "We couldn't dodge it. Ge Jiaying has a talisman on her body, so the two ghosts can't possess her. Therefore, they should all be on Ge Li. We only noticed that there were ghosts on Ge Li, but we didn't notice how many there were."

Monk Yuanzhi said, "So, her companions were killed by us, and she harbors resentment, coming to seek revenge by burning our money, just like those mountain spirits last time?"

"almost!"

"Damn it! Why do these ghosts all have this kind of taste?" Monk Yuanzhi cursed angrily. "That damned ancestor dared to burn money on the head of the Grand Duke Jupiter! Grab your weapons and kill her! Otherwise, I won't be able to vent my anger!"

"Absolutely!" Zhou Fengchen gritted his teeth.

By then it was already broad daylight. The two left Chu Xiaoling and her son to watch the house, and with their tools in hand, headed straight for Ge Jiaying's house.

When they arrived, only Ge Jiaying and a few women were at home taking care of Ge Li. Ge Li was able to get out of bed, but she still looked very weak.

The family was surprised to see the two masters come to their door again. When Ge Li heard that they were her saviors, she cried and wanted to kneel down.

Monk Yuanzhi quickly helped her up and said, "We came here mainly to inquire about that... Third Aunt, yes, Third Aunt's address the night before last."

Ge Jiaying asked curiously, "Why are you looking for Third Aunt? She's not as capable as you are."

Zhou Fengchen said, "You don't need to worry about that. Anyway, this matter is very important."

Ge Jiaying thought for a moment and said, "It's a bit far, it's in the suburbs. How about I take you there?"

"Thank you so much!"

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Donghai City is very large. It takes one or two hours to get from one side of the city to the other, even with all green lights. If there is a traffic jam, the time can be unpredictable.

The three of them encountered a traffic jam, and by the time they arrived at their destination, it was already noon.

The area around Wenmipo's house is an old town called Huimin District. The buildings are not comparable to those in the city center, appearing dilapidated and messy. Moreover, many houses are rented to migrant workers, and the population is quite diverse.

Ge Jiaying led Zhou Fengchen and the other person around the alley, saying as they walked, "Our family used to live here too, but we moved away after my dad and uncle's business improved. My third aunt was famous in this area a long time ago, so if something happens in the family, she's the first person we think of."

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi weren't particularly interested in what she was saying; as long as they found the right place, they kept quiet and didn't say a word.

After walking for a while, we stopped in front of a small courtyard. The courtyard was quite tidy, with a vegetable garden on one side and flower jars on the other. There was an old well in the middle, and clothes were hanging on bamboo poles by the well. A girl of about sixteen or seventeen was sitting under the clothes rack picking vegetables, and a middle-aged man was sitting on the side reading a newspaper.

"This is it." Ge Jiaying greeted them, then stepped forward and knocked on the door. "Third Uncle, it's me, Xiaoying. Do you remember me? Open the door."

The middle-aged man looked up, smiled, walked over and opened the door. "Xiaoying, it's been years since I've seen you. You've grown up so much! Hehe, your uncle came by the day before yesterday. Come in and sit down."

Zhou Fengchen and Ge Jiaying followed them into the courtyard, staring intently into the house.

At this moment, the little girl picking vegetables seemed very afraid of people. She said, "Dad, I'm going to buy soy sauce," and hurriedly ran out of the yard with her head down.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Little girl has been very afraid of people these past few days."

Ge Jiaying smiled and pointed at Zhou Fengchen and the other man, saying, "Third Uncle, these two friends of mine are here to see Third Aunt."

The middle-aged man then sized up Zhou Fengchen and his companion, asking, "Are you here to ask about rice?"

Zhou Fengchen quietly formed a hand seal, but it was strange; the object wasn't there. He nodded, "Right! Ask the spirit."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "That's unfortunate. My third aunt went out this morning and probably won't be back until tonight."

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi exchanged a glance and asked, "Where did she go? We have urgent business; we can go find her."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "It should be near Zhangwa, but I don't know exactly where. She never tells me when she goes out."

"Zhangwa" is also a place name, and it is even more remote. The three of them left the house of the rice-seeking woman and headed straight for the field.

When they arrived, they were in trouble. The area was so big, with houses lined up one after another. Where were they supposed to find a place?

Monk Yuanzhi said dejectedly, "What the hell is this beast asking about rice for? What is she up to?"

Ge Jiaying was confused and asked curiously, "What is a beast?"

"It's a really awful thing." Zhou Fengchen also felt frustrated and muttered something, saying, "Let's not look anymore, let's eat first, and then wait at her house later."

The three of them found a small restaurant, ordered three dishes and a soup, and chatted while eating. Ge Jiaying asked, "What exactly do you want to see Auntie San for? You can't possibly be asking her for rice, can you? You're all that capable."

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Just as Monk Yuanzhi was about to speak, two young men eating nearby came in and casually remarked, "Old Lazybones' family is in trouble again; even Granny Mi has come..."

Zhou Fengchen jumped in surprise and quickly asked, "Dude! Where's that old woman who asks about food? We were just about to look for her too."

A young man pointed ahead, "Go to the end of that alley."

Zhou Fengchen thanked them, and the three of them quickly paid for the meal and hurried over.

At the end of the alley was a small courtyard, where a crowd of people were gathered. Zhou Fengchen and his two companions squeezed through the crowd to look inside. They saw the old woman who asked about rice sitting on a small stool, her face covered in strange, heavy makeup. Next to her was a bowl filled with bloody rice, and opposite her was a man holding her wrist.

The man said, "Wife, what exactly do you want? Tell me! Stop bothering the children, okay? They're your own flesh and blood!"

The man said with a bitter face, "What kind of logic is that? Our family is a bit poor, but it's better to live a miserable life than to die. The children are all doing very well in school, and maybe they'll get into university and things will be different then."

Grandma Mi screamed, "What do you mean by good grades? Do you even know how to teach a child? Look at what they've become! Are you blind?"

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Monk Yuanzhi frowned and whispered to Zhou Fengchen, "That sorceress is quite skilled; she did summon a spirit, but... where is the ghost?"

Zhou Fengchen was also a little confused. "I don't know either. Let's see."

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