Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Although his public position had been taken from him, the case still had not been solved. He still had one last sliver of hope.

Who would have thought that Fifth Master’s next words would plunge him straight into despair?

“Whether I can commune with spirits or not, the Old Turtle Spirit will know by tonight. Of course, if this really is an old turtle taking a bride, I’ll also burn incense and pray to inform the ancestral master.”

The Village Chief lifted his head in disbelief and looked at that aggressively striking face.

“What did you say? This kid doesn’t just have people in the government-he has people in heaven and the underworld too?”

If time could be turned back, the Village Chief would definitely slap the version of himself who had provoked Bo Suihan twice across the face.

This kid truly could not be messed with. His backing was too powerful!

“Master, your main practice is the Shanyin Sect. You follow the Ghost Path. With wandering ghosts like this, you only destroy them, not deliver them. Even if you suppress your power, cultivation, and ritual tools, it will still affect their three souls and seven spirits.”

The smug look on Fifth Master’s face froze. She blinked, then nodded in bafflement.

“Is that so? But isn’t this all so your case can be solved sooner and you can go on your blind date? Otherwise, my appearance fee is very expensive. Ordinary people can’t even see my face without eight hundred thousand to a million yuan.”

Bo Suihan sighed and pushed Fifth Master all the way over to the edge of the cornfield. A rare flush appeared on that usually indifferent face.

He pointed at Wu Xiaojiu, who was surrounded by the crowd, his tone a little awkward.

“I don’t want to go on a blind date. And I don’t want you interfering in this either. I already have someone I like. Your bunch of old traditionalists might not accept him, but he’s a very, very good person.”

In truth, Fifth Master had known from his reaction that there had to be a reason she had been called here.

Bo Suihan was strong-willed and independent. The massacre of his family when he was young had sealed his heart away. Aside from learning from the few of them, he had never been close to anyone.

After coming down the mountain, he had not had a penny to his name. Even if it meant sleeping under a bridge, he refused to accept charity from any of the nine of them.

Any one of those nine could have lifted a finger and ensured Bo Suihan lived the rest of his life without worrying about food or clothing, yet this young master had never accepted it.

But this time, because of a provocation from a Village Chief, he had actually called over Third Master and her.

Either this was adolescent rebellion, or he wanted to show off in front of someone.

Fifth Master followed the direction of his finger and looked over excitedly.

All she saw was a boy like a half-grown steamed bun, bouncing around in the middle of the crowd surrounding him. At one glance, he looked like a young master from a wealthy family who had spent half his life soaking in a honey jar.

“You like this type? What’s so good about this type?”

Fifth Master widened her eyes, planted her hands on her hips, and roared. What she had studied was traditional culture, and since childhood she had been taught that women were yin and men were yang, and that a life without marriage was incomplete.

Seeing that the person her disciple liked was a man was already enough to make her unhappy. In the end, he was even some honey-jar young master.

She nearly choked on that breath.

“What’s wrong with this type? Besides, no matter what, this is my business. Stop sticking your nose in it and hurry back up the mountain.”

Bo Suihan had long since understood that they would not approve, so he had never held out any hope.

“You don’t actually like him. What you like is the love he has. But you’re so starved for love that you don’t dare touch it, so you’ve changed the form and are trying to ask for it another way.”

Fifth Master slapped her forehead, convinced she had found the crux of the problem.

She pointed at the tip of Bo Suihan’s nose, jabbing the air again and again.

“Once you marry him, or once you possess an equal share of love, you’ll realize he’s not worth a damn. Marrying him will be the unluckiest decision of your life.”

Fifth Master had her own theory. She rambled on and on, completely failing to notice that Bo Suihan’s expression was gradually turning aggrieved.
“I just think he’s good!”

The other party finally couldn’t hold back and cut Lin Yang off before she could say another word.

“You know this. Ever since I was little, no one ever paid attention to me. He was the only one who cared about how I felt. He was the only one who was good to me.”

Lin Yang’s wildly pointing hand froze. She turned her head in disbelief.

For a moment, she was utterly speechless.

“You have to go to the blind date. Last time, you made up an excuse and stood him up. This time, even if knives start falling from the sky, you’re going!”

After throwing down those words, Fifth Master stormed off in a fury.

Wu Xiaojiu and the others saw the conversation had fallen apart.

One by one, they darted over like rabbits, crowding around Bo Suihan and craning their necks to look in the direction Fifth Master had gone.

“No need to worry about her. A private plane will come pick her up in a bit. What about your wound? If you can talk, can you walk around with us later and help solve the case?”

Bo Suihan glanced after her, then withdrew his gaze and pushed back the eager young man who had leaned in too close.

The bandages on the young man’s face had nearly brushed the tip of his nose. Hearing this, he nodded.

“It’s fine. My mind and spirit are still bursting with energy. Are we leaving now or waiting a while?”

“What are we waiting for? If we wait any longer, it’ll be dark. If the Village Chief starts making a scene and speculating about your stepmother again, are we still investigating this case or not?”

Wang Qiang’s attitude was firm, so the group got back into the dee-doo cart.

With its siren going dee-doo, dee-doo, they headed for the little pond where the incident had happened.

It wasn’t far on foot, and with the cart, they arrived in a minute or two.

There were quite a few people on the little cart: the young man, the cop, Wang Qiang, Senior, Wu Xiaojiu, and Bo Suihan.

Six people squeezed in together.

But because Bo Suihan had made such a terrifying show of force earlier, no one dared sit next to him. They were afraid that if they bumped into this walking disaster, they’d bring trouble down on themselves.

Only Wu Xiaojiu and Wang Qiang weren’t really afraid of him.

So the three of them sat in a row like little schoolkids, with Wu Xiaojiu in the middle, holding Wang Qiang’s hand with one hand while Bo Suihan leaned on his shoulder.

“Did you have a fight?”

Wu Xiaojiu asked casually, and received a low hum in reply.

“It’s fine. It wasn’t anything serious.”

“Was it because of spirit channeling? Why won’t you let your master do it? If you directly summoned the victim and had her speak for herself, wouldn’t that be much easier than what we’re doing now?”

Bo Suihan shook his head against his shoulder, wrinkling that expensive shirt of his in the process.

“No. My master carries too much resentment. What she practices is the Ghost Path. If she hurt that young girl, the girl might have to wander for a hundred years and be unable to reincarnate.”

Wu Xiaojiu pushed his head to the side. The man was tall and broad, and he really couldn’t handle being used as a pillow. After just a short while, his shoulder had already gone terribly numb.

Bo Suihan lifted his head, took Wu Xiaojiu’s hand into his own palm, and spread it open. Then his rough fingertips traced Wu Xiaojiu’s life line, career line, and love line, circling them again and again.

“Xiaojiu, if more troublesome things happen in the future, will you get sick of me?”

The sudden death-trap question caught Wu Xiaojiu completely off guard.

Before he could speak, Wang Qiang, who was sitting beside them, couldn’t hold back.

“Have some shame, will you? Did calling over that many Village Chief types bankrupt you? Are you trying to make a high school boy shoulder your debts with you?

Looks like it’s not just sincerity that can change in an instant. Even the rich list changes in an instant. Suddenly, I feel like I have a chance again.”

Wang Qiang rubbed his chin, then cheerfully put an arm around Wu Xiaojiu.

“You can’t say yes to him. Once I come back and have the same status as him, I’ll keep you instead!”