Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 177: Suicide out of Fear of Punishment?

Cai Changming looked bewildered. "Open Yin Yang Eye? For me?"

His well-maintained appearance made him look like a little old man in his forties, and he couldn’t help but shiver inside.

The business world is like a battlefield; in his youth, he was fearless, with money to dedicate to masters, hearing many stories of strange supernatural phenomena.

But he had never seen a real big shot who could open Yin Yang Eye for people; tales of bull tears or grave willow leaves enabling ghost-sight were just fabrications. After living for more than half his life, he had only heard the masters recount such things, never witnessing them firsthand.

"Bro, can you really let us see ghosts?!" Chuci got excited, ready to try.

Jiang Yuan was secretly pleased, thinking his little money was in hand.

"Of course I can." He nodded solemnly, "Earlier, when you said there were many frauds in this business, sometimes spending a fortune on things without knowing if they were genuine or not, and so-called haunted troubles, who knows if they’re real or not?

Or perhaps someone deliberately released a small ghost to stir up unrest at home, and then extorted money by recalling the ghost. Without Yin Yang Eye, you wouldn’t see anything and would only hear fabrications.

Therefore, I specially created a potion that, when applied to the eyelids, allows you to see things that ordinary people can’t for six hours."

After hearing the introduction, Cai Changming’s eyes brightened, but being experienced, he asked softly, "Will using the potion affect the body?

And are there many things that you can see? At my age, I’m really worried about seeing scary things; my heart might not take it."

Thinking about population ratios, even in this low-density upscale community, there could easily be spirits floating around, he was worried about seeing one and getting a mental scar.

"Not necessarily, even now I haven’t seen many real ghosts." Jiang Yuan pondered how much to sell the ghost-seeking potion bottled in small containers.

After all, using it frequently might lead to a weakening of Yang energy, a mild side effect, so it can’t be sold too expensively.

Cai Changming hesitated and was not too keen on using it, so the three of them first took a walk around his house.

The same large flat floor, upon entering the house, a three-meter Buddhist shrine style greeted them opposite the foyer, housing an imposing Guan Gong statue.

It was Jiang Yuan’s first time to see Lord Guan worshipped at home; he heard Guan Gong was the Martial God of Wealth and could fend off evil spirits, but upon closer inspection, he confirmed the bronze statue lacked any energy, being just a finely crafted art piece.

"Did you feel something was off before or after hearing about Jia Zongliang’s death? Specifically, how was it off?" After walking a circle without finding anomalies, he suspected the other was overly nervous and casually asked.

Cai Changming lowered his voice, "First felt something was off! At dawn, I suddenly awoke with all hairs standing up!

I couldn’t figure it out but felt someone was in the room. My wife and kids were down south, and since the office building incident, I haven’t let them come back; it was impossible for anyone else to be in the house."

As he spoke, he led Jiang Yuan and Chuci inside, "I got anxious, turned on the bedroom light, and checked surveillance on my phone, ensuring no one had snuck in. Then I thought maybe it was just in my head, getting ready to sleep, suddenly hearing the sound of glass beads bouncing across the floor!"

"Upstairs?" Chuci instinctively looked up, as ghost stories typically narrate.

"Not upstairs, right in my home." Cai Changming pointed to the open study door, "There, I heard the sound but saw nothing on the surveillance, then opened the door and saw a glass bead!"

Jiang Yuan took a turn inside the study, finding it clean without a bit of Yin energy; of course, it couldn’t be ruled out that a day’s sun exposure had erased all traces.

"Both my kids are grown, who plays with these at home? The key is when I saw it, the glass bead was slowly rolling forward, and it felt eerie, so I dared not step outside but returned to bed."

Remembering it still made him feel uncomfortable, and he lowered his voice further like afraid of disturbing something, "I was muddle-headed and not clear-minded, lay in bed soon asleep again, and at 7:30 am, upon waking, it felt more like a dream.

So I checked, but not just the study, the entire house showed no sign of the glass bead.

I thought surely it was a nightmare, paid it no mind, ate, and went to work. But just now upon returning from work, wanting to wash up, while washing my face, suddenly felt a child’s hand on my shoulder! Small, cold, and grabbed me!"

Cai Changming’s suspicious expression and tone scared Chuci, even daring not enter the bathroom.

"I quickly straightened up, yet saw nothing in the mirror, dared not continue washing, hurriedly dried and planned to call you, then saw the news—Jia Zongliang suicided out of guilt!"

Jiang Yuan had just returned from Wilderness World, hadn’t even checked his phone when hearing, so he searched and indeed found an official notice.

"He attempted suicide by jumping into the river but was rescued when caught." Chuci also crowded to see the notice, "He’s quite decisive about suicide, succeeding even in the detention center."

Cai Changming slapped his thigh, frowned deeply, "Seeing the news I called friends, they said on surveillance he was like possessed, grabbing his hair, repeatedly banging against the wall; the guards hadn’t time to open the door to stop him, he had already crashed his brains out! Can that be considered suicide?"

Even Jiang Yuan, who had extensive knowledge from Wilderness World, felt a chill hearing his vivid description.

But generally speaking, places like detention centers and police stations are endowed with yang energy, so little ghosts shouldn’t dare mess around, right?

"Can you get the surveillance footage? Even a reproduction would do, I mainly want to see what exactly is causing the trouble."

"Hard to say, internal surveillance is strictly controlled, especially with a death. I’ll ask if it’s obtainable; right now, cleaning up my house is most important, perhaps... I should get more Incense Sticks?"

Of course, Cai Changming hoped for a once-and-for-all solution but seeing nothing yet felt unsure inside.

"Now the exact troubling entity is unclear, and Incense Stick’s effect is quite singular; if it doesn’t target the cause, it might not be effective." Jiang Yuan preferred long-term business, not just selling for the sake of selling.

Certainly, resolving this business well would guarantee a long period of carefree spending in Wilderness World.

"What are we to do then?" Cai Changming now desperately wished to bind himself to Jiang Yuan, "Should ... I perhaps trouble Master Jiang to handle it here overnight? I dare not stay anywhere else, this place is closest to you!"

After a lifetime in commerce, steering smoothly, now guarding his little legacy hoping for peaceful later years, how unlucky to encounter murder and haunting stirred into it for no reason.

Jiang Yuan was devising tactics when he glanced outside and immediately froze, "No need to bother, the main cause has just arrived."

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