Chapter 194: Help Me Up
Think about it, if it weren’t for Feng Jingcheng bringing Nan Yuanman to the company by a twist of fate just to make Feng Zining believe that ghosts exist in this world.
Feng Zining carrying a female ghost on his back and continuing to live like that for a while, the consequences would probably be unpredictable.
After all, the influence of ghosts on living people is enormous; low luck is a minor issue. The most important thing is that the body will be eroded by yin energy, yang energy will leak out, making one extremely weak and prone to illness, and in the end, even death…
The more he thought about it, the more Feng Jingcheng felt fortunate that he had the nerve to come today and timely cleared a hidden danger for his own big brother.
Feng Jingcheng pressed: “Bro, say something. Is it true or not? Who have you offended recently?”
Feng Zining frowned tightly. If talking about people he had offended, there were seas of them. After all, how could one do business without offending anyone?
But he hadn’t forgotten that Sheng Hanxiang said she had received his “reply” to the love letter she wrote him back in high school. Those old foxes in the mall couldn’t have planted a nail years ago to sabotage him at any time, right?
Not to mention, because of Feng Congqian’s inexplicable coma before, the Feng family had invited many Mystic Sect masters. If someone had set up a trap for him back then, the masters would have seen it long ago and wouldn’t wait until now…
For a moment, Feng Zining really couldn’t think of who had gone to such great lengths to set up this trap just to mess with him.
Feng Jingcheng sidled up cheekily: “What’s wrong? Too many enemies, can’t remember them all at once?”
Feng Zining slapped his face away, looked at Sheng Hanxiang, eased his complex emotions, and said: “Miss Sheng, this matter is too long ago. Please allow me to investigate it clearly first, and then give you a perfect truth and explanation.”
Sheng Hanxiang came back to her senses, looked at Feng Zining, hurriedly lowered her head slightly, and answered in a very small voice: “O-okay.”
She also really wanted to know what was going on with that reply to the love letter, why her memory was lost, how she died, and… who harmed her?
After speaking to her, Feng Zining subconsciously looked at Nan Yuanman: “Then how to handle Miss Sheng now…?”
Nan Yuanman: “Just put her away temporarily!”
Feng Zining: “?”
“Put her away?”
Such a big person—oh no, ghost—how to put her away?
Nan Yuanman nodded her little head, skillfully took out a yellow paper figure from her small shoulder bag, and recited an incantation at Sheng Hanxiang.
Sheng Hanxiang’s soul body gradually faded, and under Feng Zining’s shocked gaze, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered the yellow paper figure.
“Done!” Nan Yuanman patted the paper figure, stuffed it back into her small shoulder bag, and grinned as she patted it: “This way she won’t casually run out and cling to Fourth Brother’s back anymore!”
Feng Zining’s spine, which had just warmed up, suddenly felt a bit chilly again. He suppressed the urge to touch his back, lowered his head, and met Nan Yuanman’s eyes.
Moments later, he solemnly extended his hand to her: “Let me reintroduce myself. I am Feng Zining, your… Eldest Cousin.”
Nan Yuanman’s little head couldn’t yet understand why Fourth Brother became Eldest Cousin, but it didn’t stop her from imitating him by extending her little hand to shake his: “Hello, Eldest Cousin. I am Nan Yuanman, your younger sister!”
Feng Jingcheng watched the big and small hands clasped together, his mouth twitching wildly. He couldn’t help but complain: “Does it have to be so formal, bro? It gives me this awkward feeling like acquaintances showing off.”
Feng Zining: “…” How did such a good person end up with a mouth like that!
“Yuanman, can you help Eldest Cousin check if there are any other… ghosts in this company?” Feng Zining ignored Feng Jingcheng, squatted down friendly, and asked Nan Yuanman: “Don’t worry, Eldest Cousin will pay you.”
Nan Yuanman’s eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously: “Sure!”
This was just like fixed-point patrolling the mountain in the village! She could do it! And get paid!
“Oh right, Eldest Cousin, take this. Sun Gathering Talisman and amulet. During this time, you need to sunbathe more and do more good deeds, or you’ll be a little unlucky!”
Nan Yuanman took out two talismans from her small shoulder bag and stuffed them into Feng Zining’s hand, then took out Yin Dispelling Talisman and another to dispel all the yin energy and ghost energy in the office cleanly.
Feng Zining immediately felt the temperature in the office slowly rising, and a wave of warmth surged up his chilly spine. He gripped the two triangular-folded talismans in his hand tightly, and the softest part of his heart was gently poked.
Having a younger sister… was indeed pretty good.
Feng Jingcheng crossed his arms, sourly saying: “Yuanman, why didn’t you ask him for money? You asked me for it.”
Nan Yuanman puffed out her little belly, righteously: “Because Eldest Cousin didn’t court death!”
“My talismans aren’t given for free to people who court death!”
Feng Jingcheng was choked by her words and was instantly speechless.
Feng Zining couldn’t help but gently rub the slightly messy little tuft on Nan Yuanman’s head, then the more he looked, the more he felt those two little tufts were an eyesore.
How was one loose and the other crooked, with so much hair falling out at the temples.
Feng Zining’s fingers twitched, he held back again and again, but still couldn’t resist using his fingers as a comb to roughly re-tie two little braids for Nan Yuanman, then gently patted her back: “Alright, go on. I’ll arrange for Assistant Sister to take you shopping.”
“Okay!”
Nan Yuanman blinked her big eyes spiritedly and happily ran out. Off she went! Patrolling the company—oh no, patrolling the office!
Feng Jingcheng watched her leave without looking back, feeling even more upset: “Little heartless one, she didn’t even say goodbye to Sixth Brother.”
After all, they had spent two days together! Surely some affection had developed, right?
Feng Zining speechlessly turned and gave him a glance, then moments later slowly extended his hand to him. The voice that had been especially steady in front of Nan Yuanman now sounded a bit unsteady: “Third Child, come here, help me up.”
Feng Jingcheng hurriedly ran over to support him: “What’s wrong? Feeling unwell? I told you not to push yourself so hard, but you wouldn’t listen. Now look, your body’s having issues, right? I…”
With his support, Feng Zining sat on the sofa, slowly came back to his senses, covered his eyes with his cold hands, and said incredulously: “I actually saw a ghost…”
“There really are ghosts in this world…”
Feng Jingcheng: “?”
Bro, is your reaction time that long?? Only reacting now??
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Compared to the relatively relaxed atmosphere on Nan Yuanman’s side, in a high-end club in Shangjing, private room 606 was filled with smoke.
Three heavily made-up girls were huddled together chattering about the latest cosmetics, while four boys drank nearby, chatting idly, each holding a scantily clad woman in their arms.
A few seconds later, the private room door was forcefully pushed open with a bang. A skinny man with dark circles under his eyes rushed in hurriedly, panic on his face: “Young Master Zheng, Miss Sun, Sheng Hanxiang is dead! She’s dead!”
