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

"Let's put aside matters of fate and the supernatural for now, let's talk about Jiuge," Elder Huang suddenly spoke up again.

“Please speak,” Jiuge said, looking at the person in the front seat.

Jingjing sat down obediently and stopped glancing at An Chen.

"If that mysterious person can't be caught, the harm he could cause is really great," Old Huang sighed.

"So many people have already tried, but none of them have been able to catch him. We can only count on you." He emphasized the word "you".

An Chen remained silent.

"Hmm..." Jiuge forced a smile, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

"In addition, it is very likely that several of Jingcheng's colleagues were kidnapped by the mysterious person." Old Huang turned around and glanced at Jiuge.

“…” An Chen looked at the scenery again.

“That’s certainly possible…” Jiuge touched her hair and echoed.

Although she knew it wasn't An Chen who caught him.

"Their fate is now... alas... unknown..." Old Huang continued to sigh.

"It's not necessarily because something bad happened. I'll help find them." As she spoke, Jiuge sighed.

She was quite worried when her colleague went missing.

"Hmm... I've also asked you to help me catch the mysterious person." Old Huang's voice turned serious.

“Hmm…” Jiuge nodded.

The next second, she grabbed An Chen's clothes.

So, does that mean we've captured the mysterious person?

Jiuge had a sudden jolt to herself.

"If you and An Chen have any news, you must report it to us promptly. I have faith in your abilities," Old Huang continued, his voice growing increasingly somber.

"Don't worry, Jiuge is very capable, there won't be any problems," An Chen turned around and answered for Jiuge.

"You can trust her."

He didn't mention himself at all.

"..." Jiuge remained silent.

Jiuge is very powerful, and An Chen's strength is also unfathomable.

Even if he were to push the already outstanding Jiu Ge out, An Chen would be confident in protecting her.

Perhaps because the topic of conversation had become much more serious, after the story of the mysterious person and the missing colleague was told, there was an awkward silence in the car.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long for everyone to reach their destination.

Hongyuan Temple is located in the back mountain of Jingcheng, in a relatively remote location.

After getting out of the car, the group left the driver inside.

After walking a few steps up the mountain, An Chen and Jiu Ge noticed a rather strange house next to them.

This is a bungalow, low and dilapidated, with even the door being mottled and rusty, as if it would fall off at the slightest touch.

The exterior walls are black, with no windows, and are completely airtight.

Most of the plaster had peeled off, and the remaining parts were uneven. The walls were covered with almost black moss, making it look like a haunted house from the outside, extremely eerie.

Logically speaking, countless people pass by this place every day on their way to the Red Mandarin Duck Temple, but not a single one of them goes near it.

Just like now, among the group, it seems that only An Chen and Jiu Ge glanced at it a few more times.

Despite its mysterious appearance, people seem to have agreed to avoid it at all costs. This is so strange that it doesn't even exist in urban legends... Even the very popular forum "Paranormal Events" has never discussed this place.

Passersby can never imagine what the inside of the house looks like, and no one would specifically imagine it.

For most people, just seeing this building is unsettling. Year after year, people only hope that the building will be demolished by the authorities as soon as possible.

Noticing An Chen and Jiu Ge's gazes, Old Huang coughed and said, "Ahem... It's said that no one lives inside."

He emphasized the word "human" again.

Upon hearing this, Jiuge subconsciously moved closer to An Chen.

An Chen glanced at the house a few more times, nodded, but still didn't say anything.

Judging from the aura, there should indeed be something inside.

He couldn't confirm what it was exactly.

The only thing that can be verified now is that the Red Mandarin Duck Temple is most likely a sacred temple.

After walking for a while, the group arrived at the entrance of the Red Mandarin Duck Temple.

Besides An Chen and his group, many other visitors came along the way.

Jiuge still stood out in the crowd, but fortunately, the crowd was dense and everyone had their own wishes, so there weren't many people who kept stealing glances at Jiuge.

"...How about we go buy a mask from the stall next door?" An Chen said quietly.

He suddenly became a little worried. What if someone suddenly had the idea to use Jiuge to make a wish on the spirit?

After buying the masks, I went through a lot of trouble.

After paying the ticket fee by scanning the QR code, everyone lined up and went inside.

Upon entering, the enormous Bodhi tree immediately comes into view. Looking up, one can see prayer ribbons tied in circles around the branches of the giant Bodhi tree, each ribbon inscribed with people's wishes.

This is also the wishing tree at the Red Mandarin Duck Temple.

For some reason, these red ribbons and strips of cloth were tied very high, but there was nothing underneath them.

As the screenshot shows, the Bodhi tree is very large, and the surrounding courtyard walls are also apricot-yellow.

"Strips of cloth are five yuan each, they're sold over there." Jingjing, who looked like a robber, pointed to the old lady selling things at the stall next to her, and put on her sunglasses and mask again.

Seeing that An Chen bought a mask for Jiu Ge, she insisted on buying one for herself as well.

In Jingjing's words, although she is not as pretty as Jiuge, she is still a beauty and should be wary of men or women with ill intentions.

"Jiuge and I don't need to," An Chen waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to.

"Don't be shy, it's on me." Jingjing scanned the code to pay and took about ten red ribbons from the old lady.

Old Huang looked at Jingjing with doting eyes, leaning on his cane, his face full of smiles.

"...Is it true that if you make a wish using this, the success rate is high?" Jiuge looked at the three strips of cloth in her hand in disbelief.

If that's the case, five yuan a piece...

That's too cheap...

You can absolutely wish for winning the lottery and earn back your initial investment many times over.

"No, this is for praying for good fortune. You make a wish at the temple, first by drawing lots, and then offering money and other things according to the probability of what you draw," An Chen explained gently to Jiu Ge.

Chapter 116 The Jealousy Jar Was Overturned

"Yes, I understand." Jiuge nodded solemnly.

If, as An Chen says, the purpose of the prayer ribbon is simply to express good wishes, then it should be different from making wishes in a temple, which is considered to have an evil connotation.

"Hehe, then I'll write 'I'll have a wonderful romance with An Chen' on all three of my prayer ribbons!" Jingjing suddenly said in a lively tone, making An Chen and Jiuge shiver at the same time.

Seeing many posts on the Bodhi tree detailing successful relationships, she suddenly wanted to follow suit and write her own story.

When Old Huang suddenly dragged her out to meet Jiu Ge and her mysterious partner, Jing Jing wasn't too happy about it.

Even though Old Huang kept emphasizing that An Chen was likely a hidden "dark horse," she didn't care much.

Even when getting out of the car to greet Jiu Ge and An Chen, Jing Jing didn't show much emotion.

It wasn't until An Chen got into the car that she suddenly noticed his handsome, distinctive face, which had previously gone unnoticed...

Upon hearing Jingjing's words, Jiuge frowned and clenched her fists, seemingly hesitating about what to do.

“…” An Chen suddenly felt at a loss for words.

What words can be used to stop Huang Jingjing from doing well?

If Jiuge had communication difficulties because he didn't socialize much in the past, then he wasn't much better than others.

Aside from Jiu Ge, An Chen hasn't had any in-depth conversations with anyone for three years either...

Sometimes, he would also experience mental lapses.

Jingjing has borrowed a pen from the old lady who sells cloth strips and has started writing something on the cloth strips.

Jiuge glanced over and immediately spotted the name An Chen.

"Hoo..." She exhaled a small breath and looked at An Chen with an icy expression.

He looks very angry.

"I'll think of a way..." An Chen said softly.

He felt his head was starting to ache.

It's no wonder Jiuge was annoyed.

If the roles were reversed, An Chen would probably be in no different emotional state from Jiu Ge right now.

They'll still get jealous.

For a more rational reason, he won't make it too obvious.

After taking two steps forward, An Chen looked up at the Bodhi tree.

The hanging strips of cloth were all covered with various beautiful wishes written on them.

"Get into a top-tier high school with high school entrance exam scores!"

"Go for it, 985 and 211 universities!"

"I hope Mom gets better soon."

"I must find someone this year!"