Chapter 167: Got Beaten, So Happy
Seeing that the little brat was about to dart out like a wild horse running madly, Feng Congqian quickly reached out and grabbed her collar: “Yuanman, wait a moment first. Your third brother has no experience dealing with ghosts and monsters. I’ll go with you!”
With that, Feng Congqian picked up Nan Yuanman in one swoop and instructed Meng Qingwan and Feng Langqing: “Yuanman and I will head over first. You two arrange people and then follow up.”
Feng Langqing, who had just been explaining Nan Yuanman’s occupation to Feng Zining, was about to explain himself when he turned around and could only see Feng Congqian’s receding figure.
Feng Langqing: “…” His old man had turned bad.
Just to be alone with his younger sister, slandering words came out of his mouth effortlessly!
Feng Zining on the other end of the telephone fell silent for a moment after hearing Feng Langqing’s words, then asked in a hoarse voice: “She… can she be trusted?”
“Yes!” Feng Langqing answered him firmly: “Zining, if she can’t do it, no one in Shangjing can find Jingcheng.”
He paused and continued: “Zining, I know there’s still some rift between you and Father, but it’s been so long since those events. The fact that he’s still willing to let you manage the company shows that he wasn’t the one who killed your parents.”
“I don’t ask you to completely let it go, but… this time for Yuanman’s family reunion banquet returning to the Feng family, I hope you can come.”
Feng Zining was silent for a long time before saying: “Find Jingcheng first.”
The rift between their three brothers and Feng Congqian wasn’t so easily resolved.
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Following Nan Yuanman’s directions, Feng Congqian arrived at the location from the divination result where Feng Jingcheng was at the fastest speed. As soon as he got close, his expression turned grim: “Why would he come here?”
“What is this place?”
Nan Yuanman looked through the car window at the tall building in front of her. The building’s exterior was very rundown, and she could vaguely make out a cross hanging above that had faded half its color, as well as a plaque missing one character.
In her eyes, the building here was shrouded in soaring black energy, wrapped in extremely heavy ghost energy and yin energy, as if it were built directly on the Ghost Gate.
Feng Congqian stopped the car and frowned at the dilapidated building outside: “This was originally a hospital for treating mental illnesses, but ten years ago, a big fire suddenly broke out late at night, burning to death the patients, doctors, and nurses who were asleep.”
“The authorities originally wanted to continue using this site, but strange things happened frequently during construction, so the site was abandoned, and this place became a famous haunted spot in Shangjing.”
Nan Yuanman looked at him in surprise: “Uncle Feng is amazing. You can even find out about things from ten years ago!”
Feng Congqian coughed lightly in an unnatural way: “This information is all online. I can find a copy for you when we get back and read it to you.”
There was no other way. With a little immortal aunt at home, he had to first get a clear picture of some dangerous places in Shangjing…
But he hadn’t expected that before he could tell Nan Yuanman all the haunted places in Shangjing, Feng Jingcheng had come here ahead of him.
The father and daughter opened the car doors and got out. As soon as their feet touched the ground, a gust of yin wind blew past, making Nan Yuanman sneeze. When she looked up while sneezing, a black shadow seemed to flash across the rooftop.
But when she looked again, it was empty up there, with nothing at all.
Feng Congqian took off his jacket to put it on her, but she refused: “The clothes are too big. It affects my walking.”
She glanced at the hospital’s pitch-black gate, then took a talisman from her pocket and handed it to Feng Congqian: “Keep it close to your body. Later, no matter what sounds you hear or who taps your shoulder, don’t turn around.”
Feng Congqian solemnly took it and put it in his pocket: “Okay.”
Nan Yuanman began to chant incantations, asked Feng Congqian for Feng Jingcheng’s name, and then called out his name while striding inside with her short legs, huffing and puffing.
The moment she stepped into the hospital building, thick fog rose outside the building, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, as if something had isolated this place from the outside world.
On the hospital rooftop, the man wrapped in a black robe suddenly opened his eyes, and a low laugh came from his throat: “Finally here.”
He took out a bell and shook it lightly. Sun Jiajun, standing behind him like a wooden puppet, moved slightly: “Lead them into the formation. I’ll give you what you want.”
Sun Jiajun blinked slowly. After his third blink, the emptiness in his eyes faded, and his whole person came alive. He ran downward screaming: “Ahhhh! Ghost!”
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After Nan Yuanman and Feng Congqian entered the hospital building, what met their eyes was the eerie green glow emanating from the safety signs in the corridor, along with a strong musty smell and the lingering scent after flames had burned.
The white walls on both sides of the corridor were scorched black by the fire, and fingerprints left by people struggling were still visible on the walls, showing how agonizing it must have been for those inside trying to escape during the fire.
Feng Congqian frowned uncomfortably, endured the unpleasant smell, took out two handkerchiefs, squatted down, and used the handkerchiefs as masks, relying on their scented aroma to alleviate the foul odor.
As soon as the handkerchief was tied on, Nan Yuanman looked up and saw a pitch-black head slowly emerging from the ceiling above. The facial features on the head were burned together into a mess, making it impossible to distinguish nose and mouth, only barely recognizable as a pair of round red eyes.
The eyes on the head turned, emitting a sticky sound like flesh splitting apart, and it slowly met Nan Yuanman’s gaze.
The air seemed to freeze for an instant, and the eyes on the head suddenly widened excitedly, swooshing right in front of Nan Yuanman.
Nan Yuanman shuddered. Before it could speak, she clenched her fist and smashed it hard.
“Ow!!” The burned to death ghost hadn’t even had a chance to scare anyone before it was punched flying by Nan Yuanman, sticking to the wall with a splat like chewing gum.
Seeing Nan Yuanman’s sudden punching motion, Feng Congqian’s body stiffened slightly. He didn’t dare turn around and just asked her: “Something there?”
“Yes, probably someone who burned to death in this hospital.” Nan Yuanman nodded, cautiously opened the coffin lid to release Zhuang Zhuang and Xiao Cao, and said in a low voice.
The yin energy here was very heavy. Zhuang Zhuang directly detached from the possessed little wooden puppet, turning back into his original child form standing beside her, looking around, while Xiao Cao sat on his shoulder.
“Zhuang Zhuang, Xiao Cao, help me check if there are any other people in this hospital. Send me a message when you find them.”
In this environment, Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang could move more conveniently than her and find Feng Jingcheng faster.
Zhuang Zhuang and Xiao Cao disappeared on the spot.
The burned to death ghost pulled itself off the wall, its face full of excitement: “Oh my god! I got hit! Hahaha! I got hit! I’m so happy!”
“Little sister, you can see me, right? Are you a Taoist priest? Oh my god, finally a Taoist priest has come to collect me. I can finally leave this ghost place!” The burned to death ghost floated excitedly in front of Nan Yuanman, chattering away. As it spoke, the charred flesh on its face crumbled down.
The burned to death ghost’s words completely stunned Nan Yuanman. She silently stepped back and nodded: “That’s right. I’m here to collect you all.”
Nan Yuanman looked at the excited burned to death ghost, had a sudden idea, and asked Feng Congqian for Feng Jingcheng’s photo: “Before collecting you all, I need to find this person first. Have you seen him?”
The burned to death ghost had just glanced at the phone when a scream suddenly came from the staircase ahead: “Help! Don’t chase me! I was wrong! I was wrong!”
Nan Yuanman and Feng Congqian looked up to see Sun Jiajun, thin and pale-faced, running out from the staircase in full panic.
When he saw Feng Congqian, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over eagerly, speaking quickly: “You’re here to find us, right? Hurry! Come with me to save people! Feng Jingcheng and the others are in danger!”
With that, Sun Jiajun grabbed Feng Congqian with one hand and reached for Nan Yuanman with the other!
