Chapter 52: Your Changsheng Temple Is Loaded
The shade in the house made An Qi feel very uncomfortable. After pinching her arms, she reached into her pants pocket with one hand and fumbled around. Only after touching the safety talisman that Xuan Xia had given her did she feel a bit more at ease.
Entering the door is the foyer. The foyer is only a short section, followed directly by the living room.
Although it was daytime now, the living room curtains were drawn tightly shut. Moreover, the living room curtains were in gray tones, making the overall look very cold, hard, and oppressive.
Xuan Xia asked An Qi, “Can I look around freely?”
An Qi was looking at the young master, thinking that the master would speak first.
“Mm-hmm, look around freely.”
As An Qi answered, she turned on all the lights from the foyer to the living room.
The interior suddenly brightened, but that only made the line of sight clearer; the shady feeling was not dispelled.
Xuan Xia led the way into the living room, Qu Xingxuan followed behind her, and An Qi trailed at the end.
Then An Qi watched as Xuan Xia circled the living room once before heading toward the bedroom side, while Qu Xingxuan kept following behind Xuan Xia like a tail.
An Qi suddenly felt puzzled. Exactly who was the master?
Xuan Xia walked to the bedroom doorway. Since the bedroom door was closed, she asked An Qi again, “Can we go in and take a look?”
An Qi nodded quickly. “Sure.”
Xuan Xia placed her hand on the doorknob, then remembered something and asked again, “The ornament your teammate gave you, did you also put it in the bedroom?”
An Qi nodded again. “Yes.”
Xuan Xia nodded, turned the doorknob, and opened the bedroom door.
In the bedroom, the curtains were also drawn tightly shut, making the interior dim and gloomy, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Xuan Xia reached up and fumbled on the wall, soon finding the light switch.
With one press, the chandelier in the bedroom lit up with a pale white light.
The bedroom’s color scheme was the same as the living room—either gray or white—and the furniture and furnishings inside were also very monotonous.
As a result, Xuan Xia spotted at a glance the porcelain figurine that An Qi had described, the one that looked like both a cat and a duck.
It was placed on the vanity, angled toward the bed.
Xuan Xia walked into the bedroom, heading straight for the vanity.
Qu Xingxuan followed behind her and also saw the porcelain figurine. He let out a “Yikes,” saying, “What an ugly thing.”
Xuan Xia glanced at him. “Not at all, it’s pretty ugly-cute.”
Cat ears, duck beak, cartoon face, all colorful—Qu Xingxuan said he couldn’t appreciate it.
At this point, An Qi had reached the bedroom doorway but didn’t dare come in. She lingered at the door and, seeing the two discussing the ornament, hesitantly asked, “Is there something wrong with that ornament?”
Her heart wavered even more. Could there really be something wrong with it?
Xuan Xia turned her head to look at her, then turned back to continue examining the ornament.
Qu Xingxuan watched her from the side and couldn’t help asking, “Can you tell just by looking?” So impressive?
Xuan Xia thought to herself that she didn’t have the heavenly eye, so what could she tell?
But soon she had an idea.
Qu Xingxuan knew he was there to assist, so he did nothing, just dangling his hands, waiting to see Xuan Xia’s skills.
So next, he watched as Xuan Xia opened the bag she was carrying.
He curiously peeked inside, and then his mouth stayed open. Looking at Xuan Xia again, his eyes were full of shock.
It was the first time he had seen someone go out carrying so many talismans!!!
A whole bag full!!
So extravagant!
Xuan Xia didn’t look at Qu Xingxuan. She took a Liu Jia Yin Yang Talisman from her bag full of talismans, silently recited the incantation in her mind, then “slap”—pasted it right on the figurine’s head.
She then silently counted to three. The ornament remained an ornament, with no reaction at all.
Only then did Xuan Xia turn back to look at An Qi and say to her, “Don’t worry, it’s just a bit ugly-cute. No problem.”
An Qi blankly said “Oh,” and the big stone in her heart finally fell.
But immediately she felt something was off. Why was Xuan Xia doing the work? Why wasn’t the master reacting?
She shifted her line of sight to the master.
She saw the master furtively rummaging through Xuan Xia’s bag, then letting out a gasp from his mouth.
Xuan Xia finally noticed Qu Xingxuan’s anomaly but didn’t know why he was reacting like that, so she asked him, “What’s wrong?”
Qu Xingxuan shook his head and said in a tone that was hard to tell if it was envy or shock, “Do you always carry this many talismans when you work?”
With so many talismans, even the fiercest thing would have to behave.
Xuan Xia didn’t understand these things. Her great grandfather only recorded the methods and techniques when going out to work, but didn’t detail how many talismans to bring each time.
Besides, where was there an “always”? This was the first time, so she prepared plenty.
Xuan Xia pulled her bag back and explained low-key, “I prepared some myself, and Daoist Master Qin helped prepare some too.” That’s how she ended up with this bagful.
Qu Xingxuan still had that tone: “Your Changsheng Temple is just loaded!”
Xuan Xia liked hearing that.
And what made her even happier was that Qu Xingxuan spoke as if Changsheng Temple’s name was very renowned.
If An Qi weren’t watching eagerly behind her, Xuan Xia would really want to chat with Qu Xingxuan about his understanding of Changsheng Temple. Maybe he also knew her great grandfather and had heard of his deeds?
But for now, she had to first find the source of the problem in An Qi’s house.
Since the problem wasn’t with this ornament, then where exactly was it?
From entering the door to the living room, then to the bedroom, the feng shui didn’t seem problematic.
Or maybe the feng shui terrain she had memorized wasn’t precise enough?
Xuan Xia looked at Qu Xingxuan and asked him, “Do you know feng shui?”
Qu Xingxuan naturally said “Yeah.”
“Then do you think there’s a problem with the feng shui in this house?”
Qu Xingxuan: ?
“You don’t know?” Qu Xingxuan asked her.
How should she answer this question appropriately?
Saying she didn’t know seemed wrong, but saying she did seemed too arrogant.
Xuan Xia pondered for a moment, then gave a versatile answer: “I’m a beginner.”
Don’t ask—those who get it, get it.
“How recent is ‘recent’?” Unexpectedly, Qu Xingxuan was different from the usual, with a real spirit for getting to the bottom of things.
“…”
Xuan Xia answered expressionlessly, “Two weeks.” She had memorized for two weeks.
Qu Xingxuan: “…”
The next second, Qu Xingxuan looked at her with an expression that was both aggrieved and indescribable.
Damn! He, who had studied for three years, was actually assisting someone who had only learned for two weeks!
Was it his master playing him, or Daoist Master Qin playing him!
An Qi didn’t know what they were talking about and could only watch in a fog.
Qu Xingxuan stewed in his indignation for a bit, then said huffily, “No problem with the feng shui! But I suggest you finish looking—there are still two rooms you haven’t checked!”
Xuan Xia nodded. Correct.
The remaining two rooms were one bathroom and one guest room.
Xuan Xia led Qu Xingxuan to check them once over. Of course, at this point, it was mainly Qu Xingxuan doing the checking.
After checking, it was confirmed: the feng shui really had no issues.
So where exactly was the problem?
Xuan Xia recalled An Qi’s earlier account and returned to the bedroom.
She first stood at the head of the bed looking toward the foot, then walked to the foot of the bed and looked toward the head. Suddenly thinking of something, she squatted down directly and glanced under the bed.
Xuan Xia: !!!
At this look, she indeed saw something.
