Chapter 209: Ghost Gu
“Sun family? No!” Xiao Qidong recalled the people he had been hanging out with these days, and none of them had the surname Sun!
Besides, he still remembered how Sun Jiajun had schemed against him!
He wasn’t missing a few brain cells; how could he continue hanging out with Sun family members without any hard feelings? What if they killed him next time under the excuse of seeking thrills?
“Oh right! Xie Yifei did bring a girl from the Jiang family. That girl was super pretty. She said she had just returned from abroad and asked us to take her along to play.”
Xiao Qidong scratched his head and said uncertainly: “Besides her, there shouldn’t be any other new people… right?”
Feng Jingcheng: “?”
He was speechless: “Shouldn’t you be asking yourself that? Why are you asking me?”
“I’ll call Xie Yifei and ask.” Xiao Qidong hissed, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Xie Yifei’s number.
It rang for a while on the other end before someone picked up. Xie Yifei asked sleepily: “Why are you calling me so early in the morning, Brother Xiao?”
“Besides the girl surnamed Jiang who played with us a couple of days ago, who else was there? Do you remember?”
“Besides Jiang Yuxin, there was also Bao Bohan and…” Xie Yifei subconsciously rattled off a string of names, then asked cheekily: “What’s up, Brother Xiao? Did you take a liking to one of them?”
Xiao Qidong nervously turned around and glanced at Nan Yuanman, covered the receiver, and gritted his teeth: “Don’t talk nonsense! Do I look like that kind of casual person?”
“I just want to ask if there are any Sun family members among this group!”
“No! I’m not stupid! I still remember how Sun Jiajun plotted against me! I’d have to be out of my mind to still hang out with Sun family members!”
“Then that’s it, hanging up.” Xiao Qidong hung up the call, then dialed his family’s number and told them to investigate who among these people was connected to the Sun family.
After all, Yuanman wasn’t making things up out of thin air. If she said there was a Sun family member, then there definitely was.
After giving the instructions, Xiao Qidong finally slumped on the sofa like a pile of mud. The tension from staying alert all night gradually relaxed, and sleepiness slowly washed over him.
Nan Yuanman and Feng Jingcheng didn’t disturb him. They huddled at the dining table, sharing the small steamed buns made in the kitchen today.
But at that moment, a faint “crack” sound accompanied by a rumbling noise rang out. The sofa Xiao Qidong was sitting on inexplicably broke in the middle, clamping his whole body inside.
Feng Jingcheng: “!!!”
Nan Yuanman: “0.0!”
Xiao Qidong cried out in misery, his limbs flailing like a turtle’s: “Damn it! Brother Feng, save me!!”
Feng Jingcheng quickly got up and trotted over, pulling Xiao Qidong out from the sofa crevice.
As soon as he stood up, Nan Yuanman saw that the deathly aura on his face visibly grew much stronger.
While Xiao Qidong was patting the wood chips off his body, the crystal lamp above his head swayed precariously, as if it would fall down the next second.
Nan Yuanman quickly glanced over, her steamed bun face changing slightly. She swiftly took out a talisman from her small shoulder bag and rushed over like a little cannonball, slapping it onto his forehead with a “pa.”
The rapidly spreading deathly aura stopped in an instant.
Xiao Qidong rolled his eyes and stared hard at the talisman on his forehead, asking nervously: “Yuanman, this is…?”
“Enhanced protective amulet.” Nan Yuanman frowned with her steamed bun face and stepped forward: “Don’t move. Let me check if there’s anything else on you.”
Logically speaking, the ghost targeting Xiao Qidong wasn’t by his side now, so its influence on him shouldn’t be that great. But the deathly aura on him had risen too quickly.
The most likely explanation was that he had something on him that allowed that ghost to remotely affect him.
Xiao Qidong stood obediently in place without moving. Nan Yuanman was like a little monkey, patting his pockets, then his calves and thighs, then climbing into his arms to feel his shoulders, chest, and armpits.
Every time she touched him, Xiao Qidong couldn’t help but shiver. Finally, he lost it and hugged Nan Yuanman, bursting into laughter: “Hahahahaha, that tickles.”
Nan Yuanman grabbed at his shoulders, her little chubby hand reaching up to his head and pulling out a very thick strand of hair.
When the hair landed in Nan Yuanman’s hand, it twisted wildly like a slug stimulated by salt.
The smile on Xiao Qidong’s face vanished instantly: “What the hell is this thing?”
Nan Yuanman pinched it, took out the small coffin and tossed the hair inside. After carefully sensing Xiao Hong’s feedback, she said: “A child gu of ghost gu.”
Ghost gu, an evil thing cultivated using vengeful ghosts. The child gu allows evil ghosts and fierce ghosts to affect a living person’s fortune, either to drain their fortune or to torment the living person.
“Someone took your hair and planted a child gu on you. That ghost can influence your fortune through the child gu and seize the opportunity to take your life.”
She looked serious: “Good thing you came to me as soon as you noticed something was wrong. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have survived today.”
Xiao Qidong suddenly felt his hair stand on end, while feeling immensely grateful in his heart. Luckily he trusted Nan Yuanman enough. If he hadn’t…
After the fear came anger: “Which bastard is plotting against me! What did I ever do to deserve this!”
“Don’t be afraid.” Nan Yuanman patted his shoulder to comfort him: “I’ve already fed the child gu to Xiao Hong. The parent gu will suffer heavy damage because of it. We’ll soon find out who harmed you!”
“Until we find that bad guy, you can stay at my house for the time being.”
To avoid an accident taking him away on the way home.
Xiao Qidong was deeply moved and hugged Nan Yuanman tightly: “Wuwuwu, little Yuanman, you’re really too good to me!”
Feng Jingcheng pulled him away with a dark face: “You’re all dirty and filthy. Stay away from my sister!”
Xiao Qidong: “…” Stingy!
While Xiao Qidong’s people were urgently investigating who was connected to the Sun family and why the Sun family was targeting him to harm him, inside a villa on the outskirts belonging to the Sun family.
A girl in a white little Xiangfeng suit, with delicate features, nervously clutched her bag and looked at the skinny woman kneeling in front of the shrine ahead, saying timidly: “Aunt, I’ve done what you asked me to do. About my dad…”
“You did very well.” Jiang Huiqin lowered her eyes and tossed paper money into the basin, her voice hoarse: “I’ve already sent someone to bring your dad back from the casino. Your mom’s medical fees have also been paid. You just need to keep your mouth shut about what I asked you to do.”
“No matter who asks you, say you don’t know anything, got it?”
Jiang Yuxin’s eyes brightened slightly, and she nodded repeatedly: “Got it! Thank you, Aunt!”
After saying that, she bid farewell to Jiang Huiqin and quickly left the villa.
Jiang Huiqin finished burning the paper money in her hand, then looked up at the male rag doll in a black-and-white suit placed on the shrine, her gaze exceptionally gentle: “It’s almost time, Jia Jia. Soon you’ll have a new body.”
These days, following Sun Jiajun’s wishes, she had been waiting for a chance to act against Feng Jingcheng. But for some reason, Feng Jingcheng, who used to go out every night to drink with his fair-weather friends, had been staying obediently at home.
She had no opportunity to make a move on him. Plus, as Master Li said, the best time for Jia Jia’s possession was within half a month after his death.
Afraid that delays would breed trouble, she shifted her target to Xiao Qidong and Xie Yifei, who were easier to target.
She ultimately chose Xiao Qidong because Xie Yifei had a sister who was a tough character. If she sensed that Jia Jia was in Xie Yifei’s body, she would definitely harm him.
The Xiao family had complicated relationships, and Xiao Qidong’s parents weren’t that attentive to him. Jia Jia could live even better by replacing him.
Jiang Huiqin clasped her hands together, praying devoutly: “Dear Guanyin Bodhisattvas, please bless Jia Jia abundantly. Let him succeed…”
As soon as she finished speaking, the male rag doll on the shrine began trembling wildly.
Jiang Huiqin’s face lit up with joy: “Jia Jia! Did you succeed?!”
But the next second, a scream came from the male rag doll, and its frantically trembling body burst open with a bang, like a balloon.
