The ultimate master in the city

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi exchanged glances, feeling that this Third Aunt was a bit neurotic. Her story lacked focus, and she even pulled this stunt at the end.

Monk Yuanzhi couldn't hold back any longer and said, "I'm really worried about your intelligence, Third Aunt. Look at the mess you've made! You've been completely fooled by that beast, do you understand? And let me tell you very clearly, you're the one who killed your father-in-law..."

Before he could finish speaking, his third uncle shouted, "Shut up, brother!"

Monk Yuanzhi was stunned and didn't react. Third Aunt stood up and shouted, "Third Miss is not a demon, she is a fairy! I didn't kill Father-in-law, he died of illness!"

Zhou Fengchen sneered, "Third Aunt, you're probably sick too, and you're the one who said that..."

"Brothers, stop talking!" Uncle San interrupted, his face pleading. He then turned to comfort Aunt San and soon managed to coax her to sleep.

Uncle San carried Aunt San into the inner room, turned around and sighed, saying, "Aunt San is like this. Whenever someone close to her asks her how she learned the art of divination, she tells this story and won't allow anyone to stop her. Actually... she understands that she is the one who killed her father and feels very guilty, but she doesn't know how to express it."

Monk Yuanzhi said, "We're not exactly close friends."

"You guys are quite the experts!" Uncle San suddenly asked with a burning gaze, "You... really only have Miss Chen?"

Monk Yuanzhi glanced at Zhou Fengchen and boasted, "Absolutely! We're a highly accomplished monk and a Taoist master from Maoshan, we're not to be underestimated."

Upon hearing this, Uncle San knelt down with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly.

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi were startled and quickly helped him up, asking, "What are you doing?"

Uncle San choked up as he said, "That monster harmed my father and tormented my aunt for decades. It was good, it was good!"

Zhou Fengchen and the other person exchanged a glance; the awkwardness was palpable.

"I actually just wanted to ask about this Miss Chen's background," Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose. "You definitely know, right?"

Uncle San sat down to the side, thought for a moment, and said, "As for its origin, I don't know either. I only know that the Chen San Guniang Temple has a history of several hundred years. It seems to have been there since the Ming Dynasty. It is always haunted by something dirty, and no one dares to demolish it. When my father was alive, he always wanted to get rid of the dirty things inside. Later, he found an opportunity to perform a ritual, but unfortunately... he got involved with Aunt San."

At this moment, Ge Jiaying, who had been silent all along, said, "I think I know a little bit."

Zhou Fengchen said, "Then tell me."

Ge Jiaying nodded and said, "This Miss Chen was actually a female general under Li Zicheng, a rebel leader at the end of the Ming Dynasty. After Li Zicheng was defeated in the battle against Dorgon and Wu Sangui at Shanhaiguan, Miss Chen fled here with some of her subordinates. Because she was afraid of being discovered by the government, she disguised herself as an ordinary citizen and did good deeds. Later, she died tragically in the process of resisting the Qing army. The people were grateful to her and built a temple for her."

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi knew nothing about history, but if what Ge Jiaying said was true, then Miss Chen San couldn't possibly be so evil. Perhaps she was a substitute, and a demon took advantage of the situation, and then gained power through offerings.

There was no need to continue the conversation at this point. Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment, then took out his goose-wing knife and said to his third uncle, "Third Aunt may no longer have the ability to ask for rice. She has been asking for rice for so many years, and she must have offended a lot of wandering ghosts. Who knows, she might be visited by something unclean one day. This knife of mine has killed a lot of fierce ghosts and demons. It is a deadly weapon that can save your whole family's lives. Considering that we have known each other for a while, I will sell it to you for a thousand yuan."

Monk Yuanzhi shook his head and said to his third uncle, "You got a good deal, hurry up and take the money."

Ge Jiaying blinked blankly, and her third uncle stared in disbelief, but he still gritted his teeth and took out a thousand yuan to buy the goose-wing knife.

Unexpectedly, this knife actually saved his whole family's lives some time later. Of course, that's a side story, so let's not go into it!

……

After leaving the house of the fortune teller, Ge Jiaying drove Zhou Fengchen and the other person back to the city. When they arrived in the city center, Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi gave Ge Jiaying some instructions before getting out of the car.

The two walked back to their rented room. They walked silently for a while, looking at the bustling city streets and the crowds and vehicles of people enjoying the nightlife. They felt a tightness in their chests. Who would have thought that there would be so many strange things in this world?

Monk Yuanzhi said dejectedly, "Fine! We only wanted to catch that money-burning female ghost, but we ended up provoking this cunning and wicked creature. What do you suggest we do? If we both take those pills she gave Mr. Shen, we'll definitely kick the bucket too."

Zhou Fengchen was also very frustrated, saying, "Maybe our bad luck hasn't ended yet. We keep running into these kinds of troubles, and the worst part is we don't even know where she is. It's exhausting to be on guard every day."

"Ugh!"

They both sighed at the same time.

Monk Yuanzhi kicked a Coke bottle away and said, "The problem is, the money that's been burned can't be recovered. I still have eight thousand yuan, what about you? If all else fails, let's pawn the silver ingots at home!"

Zhou Fengchen chuckled and pulled out a thick wad of banknotes from his pocket. "Sorry, I still have 26,000. That should be enough for us to have some fun for a while."

Monk Yuanzhi exclaimed, "Damn it! Where did you get so much money?"

"The old lady made 20,000 yuan from the cat spirit's resurrection incident, had 5,000 yuan left, and sold the knife for 1,000 yuan!"

"Goodness, you know how to handle things. You've got half of my style back in the day. Forget about Miss Chen the Third or Miss Chen the Fourth, let's get a few big skewers of kidneys to nourish ourselves first!"

"Give me another plate of spicy crayfish, it looks delicious."

"All done!"

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The two brothers bought a bunch of kebabs and lobsters, and carried a case of beer. When they ran back to their rented room, they felt a little embarrassed.

Chu Xiaoling had cooked a table full of dishes and was waiting listlessly with Xiaobao. When they returned, she pouted and said, "I cooked these dishes at noon and reheated them thirteen times. I've been waiting for you guys."

"We can't accept this!" The two placed the skewers and beer on the table, rubbing their hands together. "Don't wait any longer, we brought food, let's eat!"

The two humans and two ghosts ate and drank together, calling out to each other and finding it quite amusing. Monk Yuanzhi completely abandoned his prejudice against ghosts and monsters and grew fond of Xiaobao.

"Good nephew, call me uncle, and this lobster is for you."

"Uncle! Great-uncle!"

"This bastard, uh! I like this kid, hahaha..."

Chu Xiaoling looked at Zhou Fengchen with deep affection, "If I call you 'husband,' will you feed me a lobster?"

"...Hehe, this is bad!" Zhou Fengchen got goosebumps all over.

By the time we finished eating and drinking and went to sleep, it was almost dawn.

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Zhou Fengchen slept well. Even if that Miss Chen asked his senior brother to come for revenge, it was impossible for him to arrive that very day.

Around noon, he and Monk Yuanzhi were sleeping soundly with their legs draped over each other's necks and their feet on each other's faces when they were suddenly awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

Zhou Fengchen stretched and went to open the door, but Monk Yuanzhi got up and followed behind, carrying a stool. He cautiously said, "If anyone brings us food or water, beat them to a pulp!"

"That makes sense!" Zhou Fengchen also picked up a broken chair.

The two opened the door as if facing a formidable enemy, and were stunned when they looked outside.

The group that arrived included Chen Ma, Chen Siya, and three female students from the martial arts school. All five of them were dressed very stylishly and had smiles on their faces, but they were all startled when they saw the posture of Zhou Fengchen and his companion.

Zhou Fengchen quickly threw down the chair, scratched his head awkwardly, and asked, "Mom, little sister, what are you doing here?"

Chen Siya and the three female students smiled knowingly at each other.

Chen's mother coughed and said seriously, "I'm taking you on a blind date."

"what?"

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