Chapter 229: Calling In Reinforcements
Ding Lu said that her aunt and uncle are in the real estate business and have a little fame in the real estate circle.
Because they came to ask Xuan Xia for help, Ding Lu didn’t hide anything and immediately gave her uncle’s name.
After hearing this, Xuan Xia was secretly surprised.
It turned out that Guan Jinjun was Ding Lu’s uncle.
She had heard of this person’s name; he had been on finance magazines a few times, and Xuan Xia had read the interview reports.
Although this person couldn’t be called a big shot in the real estate circle, he was absolutely not just “a little famous” as Ding Lu said.
However, whether the other party was famous or not wasn’t the current focus, so Xuan Xia turned her attention back to Ding Lu’s story.
“The signs of the matter were probably three months ago,” Ding Lu said. “Three months ago, there was a fatality on my uncle’s construction site.”
“Two workers got into a verbal argument over a minor issue while resting, which escalated into a physical fight. As a result, they accidentally fell and both died on the spot.”
“If this matter were really investigated, it wouldn’t have much to do with my uncle, right? But when my uncle handled it, he didn’t shirk responsibility at all and fully took care of the families in terms of compensation. Yet the result… after that, things kept happening at my aunt’s house.”
From what Xuan Xia heard from Ding Lu, she seemed to have already pinpointed the source of the trouble. Xuan Xia didn’t express her opinion for now and just asked curiously, “What kinds of things happened?”
Ding Lu said, “At first, they were all sorts of trivial matters, too minor to mention. But starting from last month, they gradually turned toward financial losses and bloodshed, and this month…”
“A few days ago, my uncle almost died!”
At this point, Ding Lu still took a deep breath in lingering fear.
“Xuan Xia, I only trust you. Can you help with this?”
Xuan Xia didn’t rush to answer but first pondered Ding Lu’s words.
After sorting it out, she asked Ding Lu, “From what you’re saying, you’ve determined that the cause was the deaths of those two workers? That those two workers harbor resentment and are harming your aunt and uncle?”
Ding Lu had been certain at first, but after Xuan Xia asked, she suddenly became uncertain.
She hesitated and said, “It’s not that I determined it; it was what that expert who checked the feng shui for my aunt said.”
“Expert?” Sure enough, there was someone else.
“Yes.” Ding Lu knew Xuan Xia would definitely ask, so she told her about that expert.
“After the incident with those two workers, there were all sorts of trivial matters at first, right? After it happened too many times, my aunt suspected there was a problem with the house’s feng shui, so she invited an expert to take a look.”
“After that expert looked, he told my aunt that there was a vengeful spirit causing trouble and breaking the house’s feng shui, and the vengeful spirit’s goal was more than just that.”
“If not dealt with early, in the long run, it would at best disrupt the household, at worst harm lives. My aunt was half-believing and half-doubting, so she told my uncle what the expert said.”
“Mr. Guan didn’t believe it, so he didn’t listen to that expert?” Xuan Xia asked following Ding Lu’s words.
“No.” Ding Lu’s tone was helpless. “Although my uncle really didn’t believe that expert’s words and felt it shouldn’t be the workers’ vengeful spirits causing trouble, he still had that expert handle it.”
Xuan Xia was a bit surprised; she had guessed wrong. But thinking about it, it made sense—spending money to avert disaster.
But then she was puzzled. “Since it was handled, why were there still later incidents? Was it not handled properly?”
Ding Lu “mm”-ed and then sighed repeatedly.
“I don’t know whether to say that so-called expert didn’t have real skills or that the workers’ vengeful spirit was too powerful.”
Although Ding Lu didn’t say it outright, deep down she had already classified that expert as a charlatan.
She began talking about the expert’s follow-up.
“That person took on my uncle’s commission to handle this, and a few days later told my uncle it wasn’t done, that he couldn’t deal with it, and introduced another expert to my uncle. The result, you can guess—lots of money spent, but the matter still wasn’t resolved.”
“After the second one failed, they even said they’d introduce an even more powerful one to my uncle. Hah.”
Ding Lu originally didn’t know about these things until a couple days ago when her uncle Guan Jinjun almost had an accident, and her aunt told her in a state of mental collapse.
After hearing it, Ding Lu immediately stopped her aunt from going to those unreliable experts and told her aunt that she knew a reliable expert who might be able to solve it.
And so there was tonight’s text inquiry.
Ding Lu also knew Xuan Xia was on the island recording the dating show finale special and originally planned to bring it up in person after Xuan Xia finished work and returned to Yanjing City. But while she could wait, her aunt and uncle might not be able to, so after much thought, Ding Lu decided to contact Xuan Xia right away and ask her opinion first.
If Xuan Xia couldn’t help either, Ding Lu would rather have Xuan Xia introduce a reliable expert than let her aunt be scammed again.
After hearing Ding Lu’s supplement, Xuan Xia was very curious.
Was this a gang of charlatans, or was there really a powerful evil presence?
Unfortunately, she wasn’t in Yanjing right now, so no matter how curious, she couldn’t investigate in person.
After thinking for a moment, Xuan Xia asked, “Is Mr. Guan safe now?”
“He was hit by a car a couple days ago and is still under observation in the hospital. He’s fine and conscious, but no one knows…” where the next danger is lurking.
Knowing there was danger but not when it would strike was like having a sword hanging over one’s head.
Xuan Xia could understand this feeling and immediately said to Ding Lu, “I’m too far away to help directly now. If Sister Xiao Lu trusts me, how about asking Qinghui Temple for help?”
“Qinghui Temple?” Ding Lu immediately remembered that among the people who came with Xuan Xia last time, there was a Daoist Master from Qinghui Temple.
Moreover, Qinghui Temple’s name was well-known in Yanjing City. Xuan Xia’s recommendation was indeed much more reliable than those two so-called experts.
Ding Lu immediately agreed repeatedly and even planned to head to Qinghui Temple right away.
Xuan Xia roughly guessed Ding Lu’s urgency and continued, “If possible, Sister Xiao Lu, give me Mr. Guan’s current address, and I’ll have the Daoist Masters go directly.”
“Okay, okay, okay.” Ding Lu’s heart settled, and she became even more affectionate toward Xuan Xia. “Thank you, Xiao Xia.”
Xuan Xia smiled with curved lips. “No need to thank me. I’m happy I can help.”
After a couple more simple instructions, Xuan Xia ended the call with Ding Lu and immediately called Qinghui Temple for reinforcements.
She didn’t care if Chang Zhendong was asleep and dialed directly.
Fortunately, after Chang Zhendong answered, he didn’t blame her for disturbing him late at night. Upon learning what Xuan Xia wanted, he immediately agreed readily and arranged for Daoist Masters inside the temple to set out first thing.
After calling for reinforcements, Xuan Xia held the phone without hanging up and fiddled with the flower-shaped pendant.
After fiddling a few times, Chang Xi manifested in the room. Before speaking, they rolled their eyes first.
