What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

……

For the next two days, An Chen barely went out, simply lying down and waiting for the association meeting a week later.

If he doesn't have any food at home, he simply orders some food through a food delivery app and waits for the delivery person to bring it to his door.

Zhang Zhidong and Mao Maotou continued to guard the Spirit World Clinic day and night, waiting like Buddhas for all sorts of spirits to venture out and kneel in worship.

An Chen, on the other hand, reaped the benefits without doing any work, only collecting money.

You gain experience without putting in any effort.

Zhang knows that he hasn't encountered any real difficulties so far, so it's not his turn to help.

By now, Mao Maotou has completely adapted to Zhang Zhidong's brilliance and warmth.

Even when he was right next to Zhang Zhidong, he felt numb.

For some reason, or perhaps it was just his imagination, An Chen felt that Mao Mao Tou seemed to have matured a lot since before.

When I talked to him, I could clearly feel that he wasn't as bad-tempered as before.

An Chen didn't know whether Zhang Zhidong had successfully helped several spirits pass on, but judging from Qin Ye's report, the number of spirits requiring his personal assistance was indeed decreasing sharply.

He thought about this for a long time.

In the end, An Chen concluded that psychological effects are very important, whether for the living or the dead.

Many people who worshipped Zhang Zhidong's spirit felt that their last wishes would be fulfilled soon afterward.

Once you think about it that way, your inner knot is untied, and your spirits will gradually return to the underworld to await reincarnation.

For some reason, Jiu Ge has been staring at An Chen from morning till night lately, acting like a female psychopath.

The association didn't assign any new tasks, and no new evil spirits appeared; her attention was entirely focused on An Chen.

Every time An Chen goes out, Jiu Ge follows. When asked why, she can only stammer an explanation that she is afraid to be alone at home.

While doing other things, Jiuge would occasionally sneakily peek through the door, making it inconvenient for Anchen to do some personal things at times.

Even when she's not busy, she's always flipping through magazines with weird-looking covers or frantically searching for something online, I don't know what she's researching.

After much deliberation, An Chen came up with a clumsy solution.

Monday arrived in the blink of an eye.

Using the excuse of wanting to talk to Jiu Ge, An Chen knocked on Jiu Ge's door early in the morning.

The music inside the door stopped abruptly. Jiu Ge opened the door a crack and looked at An Chen with a somewhat conflicted expression.

"You want to talk to me again?"

This time she was smarter; she knew that this was not what she meant, and she shouldn't overthink it.

We could talk about anything, but it definitely wouldn't be about dating.

"Yes."

An Chen nodded and gestured for Jiu Ge to come out.

After the two finished washing up together, An Chen went to the kitchen and cooked a pot of noodles.

After finishing his meal, he said, "I have some urgent business to attend to today. If possible, I hope you won't come with me this time."

"Huh?" Jiuge tugged at her freshly combed hair, looking at An Chen in shock.

Chapter 55 Reliable Adults

“You heard me right.” Sitting on the sofa, An Chen ruffled the cat’s hair and looked at Jiu Ge meaningfully.

“But… what if there are spirits…” Jiuge’s expression was somewhat flustered, and she seemed quite at a loss.

Does An Chen not want to stay with her anymore?

"Do you remember what I told you before?" An Chen patted Jiu Ge's shoulder and stared straight into her eyes.

"what?"

Jiuge's face flushed slightly after being patted.

An Chen said expressionlessly, "It's all psychological. Because you think spirits are scary, that's why they're scary."

"But spirits are terrifying...and..."

And Jiuge couldn't say it out loud.

She couldn't very well openly tell An Chen that she just wanted to go on more dates with him, could she?

"You have to believe that you are really great, and you also have to believe that spirits are not scary. Fear is something that is deeply hidden in your heart. If you don't take that step, you will never make progress."

As he spoke, An Chen, with a calm expression, placed both hands on Jiu Ge's shoulders.

These are all phrases he found on Zhihu last night.

Jiuge is good in every way, but the best thing about her is that she believes everything An Chen says.

"Eh? Eh? Eh? Eh?"

Jiuge's shoulders trembled, and she lost her composure.

"Don't be afraid, I believe in you. You don't want to be unable to do anything when Zhang Zhidong asks for your help in the future, right?" Seeing that Jiu Ge's expression was unnatural, An Chen did not intend to continue to intimidate her.

It's possible that Zhang Zhidong won't need Jiuge's help for now, but it's only a matter of time before she comes knocking on his door.

He glanced at the time and removed his hand from Jiuge's shoulder.

"Ah, eh, ah..." Jiu Ge looked at An Chen's withdrawn hand with a lingering look, her expression somewhat aggrieved.

"You'll never make progress if you don't step out of your comfort zone. You have to believe in yourself and believe that spirits aren't scary. What's scary is your fear and your terrifying imagination."

Continuing to memorize the phrases from Zhihu, An Chen instructed Jiu Ge to always believe in herself.

"Whoa whoa."

Jiuge nodded, feeling that what An Chen said did make a lot of sense.

It sounds like something a philosophy teacher would say.

Taking out his phone, An Chen quickly pushed open the door and went out while Jiu Ge was deep in thought.

"boom."

He slammed the door shut.

……

Nine o'clock in the morning.

It was still hot, but the sun wasn't very strong.

Calmly walking through the alley, An Chen headed towards the entrance of the community.

Several people were standing at the entrance of the community.

One of the men, who looked very familiar and was wearing a police uniform, greeted An Chen from a distance.

"Hello," Zhang Zhidao greeted An Chen with a simple smile.

The last time An Chen called him to tell him about the little girl who was scammed, it really startled him.

Surprisingly, after a brief investigation, it turned out to be true.

Zhang Zhidao also put in a lot of effort to resolve this matter reasonably.

"Hello." An Chen nodded, ignoring him and preparing to leave.

Are you going out for breakfast?

Zhang knew that he was very outgoing and had a strange, natural charm.

Upon hearing Zhang Zhidao's question, An Chen blurted out, almost as if possessed, "No, I'm going to find your brother..."

Before he could finish speaking, he realized the problem.

"I misspoke just now, no offense intended. I was going to see my girlfriend's brother," An Chen corrected himself.

Since my wife has already said so, mentioning my girlfriend is no big deal.

Zhang Zhidao was somewhat surprised: "You have a girlfriend?"

An Chen nodded: "I misspoke just now and accidentally said 'you' instead of 'woman,' I'm sorry."

Because Zhang knew that the other party seemed easy to fool, he thought that they would believe his far-fetched reason.

"Oh, I see. I wish you happiness. I was just about to ask you something when I saw you come out." Zhang Zhidao scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Thank you. What would you like to ask?" An Chen chuckled, suddenly becoming curious.

"Do you know any reliable fortune tellers, masters who can tell divination?" Zhang asked mysteriously, his expression very serious.

An Chen frowned, realizing that things were not so simple: "Why would you suddenly want to find a fortune teller?"

Zhang Zhidao leaned close to An Chen's ear and whispered, "The temperature at my house used to be very strange, but it's been less frequent lately. However, a piece of land on the left side of the community is experiencing the same thing."

"Why are you asking me this?" An Chen asked in a deep voice.

He and Zhang Zhidao had only met a few times and weren't very familiar with each other.

Furthermore, An Chen didn't think he looked like a very experienced superstitious leader.

“The villagers are very concerned about this matter, but they don’t know where to find a reliable feng shui master who can solve it.” Zhang Zhidao’s eyes flickered, seemingly trying to avoid An Chen’s question.

"If you're not going to tell the truth, then I'm leaving..."

Not wanting to waste any more time with Zhang, An Chen turned to leave the community.

This industry is very complex, and most people who dabble in metaphysics are either unreliable or only have a superficial understanding of the subject.

Even if you could find a feng shui master who isn't a fraud, it wouldn't matter, since the culprit is Zhang Zhidao's own brother.

We can't exactly let a feng shui master drive away Zhang Zhidong's spirit.

He didn't want to make things worse and end up getting completely messed up by Zhang Zhidong.

"No, don't go."

Zhang Zhidao patted An Chen on the shoulder, his expression hesitant, as if he was struggling with something.