Translated by Hua Li ^_~
Gou Liang’s “cold” this time was much more severe than the previous one.
That day, in order to eliminate the karma on Bi Xia’s body, his spiritual power was exhausted, and his resistance sharply decreased. Moreover, he had an in-depth exchange with Bi Xia. Although the malevolent energy was promptly recovered by Bi Xia, he still ran a high fever for two days.
Today, the fever had subsided, but his condition was still very bad.
Sun Zhuozhuo, who had come with a mission entrusted by the cute sister, saw this and silently swallowed back the invitation to join the “Ancient Mansion Stories” cosplay event. After glancing around, he asked, “What about your partner? Why didn’t he take you to the hospital?”
“He’s upstairs entertaining guests.” Gou Liang pinched his sore throat, took a sip of water, and scrutinized Sun Zhuozhuo. “Why are you looking for me?”
“I was planning to invite you and Bi Xia to hang out,” Sun Zhuozhuo said mysteriously, leaning closer. “Qining, I feel like my luck is turning around lately, and something good is about to happen. Can you help me check?”
“I can see that.” Gou Liang, with a teasing smile, noticed the excited scent of pheromones emanating from Sun Zhuozhuo. Even a blind person could sense the smell of his mating season.
Sun Zhuozhuo grinned, “So, what do you think? Is she my true destined goddess?”
Gou Liang clicked his tongue, “Is it really interesting to be so transparent? Besides, you have a fate of having a lovely wife and children, why are you in such a hurry?”
Sun Zhuozhuo was happily introducing his “love at first sight” goddess to Gou Liang, detailing her outer beauty and inner virtues. However, he noticed Gou Liang’s frowning and absent-minded expression, which dampened his enthusiasm. He complained, “Meng Qining, are you even listening to me?”
Gou Liang casually replied, “I’m listening. Your goddess with the black straight hair, front and back curves, white lotus appearance, you’ve tried asking her out three times but haven’t succeeded.”
“Damn, can you not be so shallow?”
Undeterred, he enthusiastically shared his romantic experiences with Gou Liang, while in the system monitor, Gou Liang observed Bi Xia selling his charm on the second floor, catering to a lonely wealthy woman in her prime and promoting the “treasure of the store” that Father Meng hadn’t successfully sold for twenty years.
The wealthy woman was generous, accepting all the items that Bi Xia recommended, but her eyes practically stripped Bi Xia’s pants off with their fiery gaze, clearly expressing her intentions.
Gou Liang, feeling annoyed, suddenly heard the wealthy woman say, “Hey, Xiaobi, what’s that tattoo on your wrist? It looks cool.”
Gou Liang raised an eyebrow. Besides those with celestial cultivation, only one type of person could see the tattoos on Bi Xia’s body—a dying person.
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Sun Zhuozhuo, puzzled, complied.
Gou Liang instructed him to take out the stack of cash inside and handed it over. With a particular folding and a few incantations, he transformed one hundred yuan note into a unique shape. Afterward, he returned the modified bill to Sun Zhuozhuo and casually tossed the rest into the cash register, saying, “Friendly discount for you, a 20% off. Make sure to be home no later than 8pm within the next three days.”
Sun Zhuozhuo, nervously, didn’t bother bargaining and carefully kept the altered bill close. He asked Gou Liang in a hushed tone, “I haven’t caught anything impure, right?”
Gou Liang patted his head, breaking the “impure substance” stuck to his hair, and replied, “Heavenly secrets must not be revealed. You’re free to go now, kid.”
Sun Zhuozhuo: “…”
After Sun Zhuozhuo left for about ten minutes, the wealthy woman, who was leaving the store with a laughter-filled voice, was sent downstairs by Bi Xia. Before leaving, she gave Bi Xia a suggestive look and said, “Remember to contact me. Let’s have dinner together tonight.”
Bi Xia shook hands with her and smiled seductively. “No problem.”
The wealthy woman’s soul was almost sucked away by him. She called a driver to move the seven treasures she had bought at Qizang Pavilion, worth eighty million, that hadn’t been successfully sold in twenty years. Smiling brightly, she left.
Bi Xia flashed the record of the transaction in front of Gou Liang and, lazily leaning on the counter, said with a hormone-filled expression, “How about it? As a high-quality employee like me, how does the boss plan to reward me tonight, hmm?”
Gou Liang gritted his teeth and pinched his face. “Being unfaithful, and you dare to ask me for favoritism.”
Bi Xia laughed and, kissing his palm, was about to discuss the “employee benefits” seriously with him when a person stepped into the store.
Welcome.
With the electronic alert sound, both Gou Liang and Bi Xia looked at the newcomer.
Zhang Dou looked at the two people who were holding hands and looking affectionate. He felt that he had come at the wrong time. He coughed and said, “I came to visit, but it seems like there’s no need for it.”
He greeted Bi Xia friendly, and the latter, remembering that he had once asked Gou Liang out, gave him a cold look. He then kissed Gou Liang on the face, “I’ll go upstairs first.”
While Bi Xia went upstairs, Gou Liang playfully looked at Zhang Dou, who felt a stronger black energy entering his body than last time. It reached the point where he felt a chill down his spine.
“What do you want from me?”
Gou Liang looked at Zhang Dou.
“I heard that Qizang Pavilion is the number one Feng Shui treasure in the capital, but it seems a bit off today.” Zhang Dou dryly laughed twice and asked, “Was the person just now your boyfriend?”
Gou Liang didn’t answer but instead asked, “Did you just save a woman in red pants?”
With a sly smile, Zhang Dou felt a familiar expression, recalling the unpleasant experience from some time ago. He anxiously said, “Yes, she twisted her ankle when crossing the intersection. Her high heels were too high, and she almost got hit by a car. I helped her. Is there something wrong with that woman?”
Gou Liang, without any guilt, let Zhang Dou take the blame for Bi Xia and nodded, saying, “When you go back, remember to abstain from indulgence and accumulate merits.”
After a pause, he smiled and said, “This time, it’s not enough to donate a year’s salary.”
Before, when Bi Xia’s soul was separated and each soul took a thousand years of cultivation, now it was a solid cultivation of three thousand years as a fierce ghost. Zhang Dou was not as fortunate this time as he was the last time.
Zhang Dou sighed, “Why am I so unlucky this year? Consultant Meng, can you calculate my fortune for me?”
Gou Liang uttered eight-character truths, “A guilty heart won’t bring good fortune.”
“What does that mean?”
Just as Zhang Dou was about to ask, there was a loud bang, followed by the panicked screams of the crowd. Acting as a public servant, he rushed out.
It turned out that the century-old signboard of Ruyi Tower, a prosperous century-old business opposite Qizang Pavilion, fell and hit a woman on the head. The woman turned out to be the one Zhang Dou had saved earlier, wearing red pants and red high heels. Zhang Dou took a deep breath.
*
That evening, at 7:30 PM.
Sun Zhuozhuo took out his phone to check the time and said to the director, “Director Mao, my part is done. Can I leave first?”
Before the director could respond, a girl next to him, who had just changed into a cheongsam, shook her folding fan and said, “Azhuo, do you have something to do? I was thinking if I finish, Senior, could you give me some advice?”
The director chuckled and said, “Azhuo, do you have a date with the beautiful woman?”
Sun Zhuozhuo hurriedly retorted, “What nonsense are you talking about? My mom just told me to go home earlier these two nights.”
The black-haired girl chuckled and said thoughtfully, “Azhuo is really filial, listening to his Mother’s words.”
Not wanting to be mistaken for a momma’s boy, Sun Zhuozhuo quickly added, “My mom is exceptionally kind, and she really wants a beautiful and considerate daughter like you. If it were you, she would definitely love it—”
“It’s my turn.” The girl with the black straight hair interrupted Sun Zhuozhuo, smiling apologetically at him, “Azhuo, I’ll leave first. If you have something, just go. Notify everyone in the group when you get home to reassure everyone.”
Can Sun Zhuozhuo leave? Definitely not.
He touched the hundred yuan bill hidden in his lining, feeling more confident.
Meanwhile, Gou Liang was entertaining Master Zhang at the hotel, introducing Bi Xia to him.
Master Zhang said, “Getting an identity for Mr. Bi is easy, but his file will definitely have to be linked to yours. If… you’ll be responsible for it.”
He didn’t inquire much about Bi Xia’s background, but the other party seemed extraordinary. If Bi Xia were to engage in any activities harmful to social harmony, Gou Liang would indirectly be held accountable. Therefore, it was necessary to clarify some matters in advance.
“So, does that mean I’m his guardian? Well, that sounds good!”
Gou Liang gave Bi Xia a triumphant look.
Bi Xia smiled gently, toasted Master Zhang, and said, “Thank you, Master Zhang, for your trouble.”
“Don’t be so polite. It would be my honor to help if Nephew Meng needs anything.”
Master Zhang’s words were not entirely flattery. Since resolving the thousand-year-old ghost incident, Gou Liang’s identity as a celestial master had received recognition from the organization, and his treatment had risen steadily. The fact that he could form a good relationship with Gou Liang was even more beneficial to him.
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