Chapter 44: Pie In The Sky
Jiang Ce put away the sorcery manuals, feeling very spirited and not very sleepy, so he went downstairs to amuse himself with the wild dog that often barked wildly and insulted him.
He adjusted the spiritual energy output efficiency to the lowest, so the wild dog’s teeth didn’t shatter. Jiang Ce hung it on his hand and spun it like a big wrecking ball until he got bored, then let it run off whimpering with its tail between its legs.
Jiang Ce acted like a childish ghost, hands on his hips, provocatively saying, “From now on, I’ll beat you every time I see you!”
Back home, Jiang Ce pondered getting a new mobile phone. Last time he blew up the new phone he’d just bought not long ago, and with no money, he could only temporarily use the old mobile phone his senior brother gave him when descending the mountain. Now that he had money, he definitely had to splurge hard.
Although he was a bit reluctant, this old mobile phone was too outdated, many functions didn’t work, and it was a very precious item given by his senior brother. He might not see him again in the future, and if he carried it around and accidentally damaged it someday, that would be too regrettable.
He checked the calendar; tomorrow was his day off, a whole day of leisure.
With nothing to do, Jiang Ce also planned to strengthen his cultivation on the Buddhist Path.
He wanted to continue fooling the Buddhist Cultivators among the gatekeepers, so he couldn’t afford not to grow.
He opened the private folder on his senior brother’s mobile phone, named [Cultivate Buddhism Materials], a full terabyte, all seeds.
Jiang Ce’s expression was very serious as he muttered to himself, “This time I must overcome my inner demons and not let these female benefactors disturb my mind!”
Over the next few hours, Jiang Ce seriously studied the Buddhist Dharma, occasionally letting out sounds of amazement.
And just as it was past eight in the morning, while Jiang Ce was deeply engrossed in his study, a text message popped up.
Jiang Ce held up the mobile phone, puzzled as he looked at the sender’s name.
“Su Feng? Who was that again?”
Jiang Ce thought for a long while before remembering this was the quite wealthy family that had been persecuted by Aatrox.
He slapped his forehead, looking depressed. “The promised karma hasn’t been given to me yet. If you hadn’t messaged me, I’d almost forgotten!”
This wouldn’t do; he had to remind them. It wasn’t really for the reward—mainly, he had helped them by taking away Aatrox, bearing the karma they should have borne themselves. If they didn’t spend money to avert disaster, they would definitely encounter even bigger troubles later.
This was a life-and-death matter; he couldn’t be careless.
He looked at the message content again: Master Jiang, sorry to disturb you, but I have a very important matter that needs your help.
After thinking, Jiang Ce replied: Is it convenient to talk on the phone?
Not long after, Su Feng’s call came directly through, and his slightly anxious voice came from the phone.
“Hello, Master Jiang?”
“No need to call me master; just call me brother. Why be so polite?”
“No, that’s not right; it’s only proper.”
Seeing how insistent he was, Jiang Ce didn’t refuse anymore and asked, “What important matter needs my help?”
“It’s like this: our company recently secured a plot of land to build a real estate project, but the foundation piles just won’t go in no matter what, and strange things happen at the construction site every night.
No matter what experts we bring in, they can’t solve it. The general manager is very troubled by this. Later, a Feng Shui Master with some ability said it was unclean things causing trouble, but he couldn’t solve it either.
So I thought of you. You handled that thing back then, right? I figured you could definitely solve it.”
Su Feng’s words were full of praise for Jiang Ce. For an ordinary person, it might not make their heart bloom, but it would at least generate some goodwill. But Jiang Ce was still thinking about the previous reward, so he didn’t really want to deal with him.
He wasn’t some great philanthropist. Never mind whether there were ghosts and monsters; even if there were, ghosts that didn’t harm people were at most just ghosts. Such minor spirits were of no help to him at all. Why waste his rare day off on something so inexplicable?
Anyway, I can’t afford a house, so what does it matter to me if your real estate project gets built well or not?
All real estate developers who jack up housing prices should drop dead!
“Oh dear, it’s not that I don’t want to help, it’s really that I’m powerless too. Last time, it was your father who sent me a dream message that let me find the ghost’s weakness. The merit is on your father, it really has nothing to do with me.”
Jiang Ce said apologetically, “You’re thinking too highly of me.”
On the other end of the phone, after hearing the reply, there was a moment of silence. Jiang Ce seemed to hear him sigh. “Since that’s the case, I won’t force you, Master. By the way, Master, although you say that, I still have to show my gratitude.
Speaking of which, I was busy with my father’s funeral affairs a few days ago and got dizzy, almost forgetting about you. How about this: give me your account number, let me show some appreciation.”
“How much can you show… ah, no, how grateful are you to me?” Jiang Ce’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. Turns out he hadn’t forgotten; good thing he was wondering whether to remind him.
“My father liked the number eight. How about five eights?”
Five eights, that’s 88888, more than what he picked up from the gatekeepers last night!
“Hiss, no problem, that’s… fine fine fine. By the way, let me ask one more thing presumptuously: is this matter of yours particularly tricky?”
Su Feng understood Jiang Ce’s implication and immediately replied very shrewdly, “Very tricky, extremely tricky. Our general manager thinks this way: if this matter is successfully resolved, just sending money as a reward feels a bit tacky, and no matter how much, it seems a bit petty.”
“Yes yes, so?”
“So our general manager thinks this: don’t tell anyone, it’s just private talk. Whoever can help him solve this problem, after the real estate project is built, we’ll give the best house in the Villa District as thanks, guaranteed to be built and decorated to the highest standards.”
Perhaps afraid Jiang Ce wouldn’t understand the value, Su Feng added in a low voice, “I’ll let you in on a secret: our real estate project isn’t far from the city center, prime location. The best ones in the Villa District are what the general manager prepared to give away as gifts. Only the leftovers after gifting will be sold. Your neighbors will definitely be rich or noble; this is way more substantial than sending money.”
Jiang Ce’s breathing gradually quickened. Damn, this is too exciting. Working his whole previous life, he might not even get a toilet, but solving a minor spirit gets him a house?
No matter how he thought about it, it felt like pie falling from the sky.
“Give me the address; I’ll come right over.” Jiang Ce didn’t think twice, pulled up his pants, and prepared to head out.
Never mind the good location and rich neighbors; even a villa on the edge of suburban wild graves, he’d be willing to live there. It’d still be much better than the 80s or 90s single dorm he was in now, which had been renovated a few times and politely called an apartment.
Getting the address from Su Feng, Jiang Ce brought Aatrox, opened the door, and prepared to go out.
And he didn’t notice that after he came down the stairs, a middle-aged man with evil intent in his eyes in the corner had locked onto him.
“Finally caught you.”
