The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 240 - 244: The Haunted Old House (13)

"Fang, I bought some talismans from Master Miao. Let me share some with you. Although you’re powerful, it’s always good to be prepared."

At the entrance of the hotel, Lin Mianmian followed closely behind Fang Zheng, eagerly pushing a stack of yellow talismans toward him, her eyes brimming with spring fever and glistening like ripples on water.

"Thank you for your kind intention, junior sister."

This scene made Gu Shi exceptionally furious. Fang Zheng was casting flirtatious glances with a smile on his face, but before he could stretch out his hand to take them, another larger hand intercepted the gesture.

Gu Shi’s sarcastic voice rose, "Fang Zheng is so capable, does he really need your eager attentions?"

"Let’s see, these are indeed made by Master Miao. As far as I know, one talisman from Master Miao sells for ten thousand yuan. What you have in your hand must be worth over a million. Spending my money to curry favor with other men, that’s not very nice, is it?"

Gu Shi’s eyes were bloodshot, as if he had just caught his wife meeting her lover in secret, raging with anger.

Gu Shi’s words made Lin Mianmian’s face flush with embarrassment, being so directly exposed in front of someone she admired, she wished she could just hide in a hole.

Lin Mianmian, with red eyes and biting her lips, glared at Gu Shi with resentment, looking terribly aggrieved.

Why was he being like this?

Lin Mianmian: "This money ... consider it a loan from me ..."

Gu Shi’s heart softened at the sight of Lin Mianmian’s reddened eyes, reflecting on whether his words were too harsh.

Fang Zheng added slyly, "Mr. Gu, it’s not too nice to make things hard for a girl, is it?"

"I’ll repay whatever Mianmian owes you."

Lin Mianmian’s anger surged even more. She quickly stopped Fang Zheng as he reached for his checkbook, "Senior brother, don’t, I don’t owe Gu Shi anything."

Gu Shi, seething with rage, blurted out "You don’t owe me? Since you came down the mountain, everything you’ve eaten, used, spent -- didn’t all of that cost money?"

"You still have the supplementary card I gave you in your pocket, otherwise where would you get the money to buy talismans from Master Miao."

"You dare say you don’t owe me?"

Lin Mianmian was completely flustered, "You, you ..."

She choked up, unable to think of a rebuttal because everything Gu Shi said was true.

Fang Zheng snorted with a sneer, "Isn’t all this what you willingly did?"

"When did a young master of the Gu Family grumble over spending a little money on his female companion?"

"Volunteering to please a girl, when unsuccessful, you come and settle the account, Mr. Gu, this is really tasteless."

Fang Zheng’s condescending disdain snapped the last string of reason in Gu Shi’s mind.

He punched Fang Zheng squarely in the face.

No one expected that Gu Shi would resort to violence so suddenly.

The direct hit on Fang Zheng made Lin Mianmian’s tears burst forth instantaneously.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

"Gu Shi, how could you hit someone?"

Gu Shi, enraged like a lion, retorted, "That’s exactly who I intended to hit."

Lin Mianmian, holding Fang Zheng’s hand and filled with distress, turned to face Gu Shi and said coldly, "Gu Shi, I thought we were friends. When you gave me the card, you didn’t say it was a loan, otherwise I wouldn’t have accepted it."

"As for all those expenses you mentioned, give me a list, and I’ll repay you."

"But from today on, we’re no longer friends."

Lin Mianmian’s disappointed look pierced Gu Shi’s heart.

He tried to mutter some soft words, but after receiving Fang Zheng’s covertly challenging gaze, he was utterly unable to utter them.

An evil person always meets a match.

The scene now was strikingly similar to what the original owner in his past life had experienced.

Fatty Cui asked Gu Shi eagerly but quietly, "Mr. Gu, are we still going to follow them?"

Fatty Cui thought it was all over, that Gu Shi would no longer have the heart to follow inside. Otherwise, seeing the person he liked cozying up to another man would be far too agonizing.

But, as a perennially single guy, he couldn’t possibly understand the thinking of someone who was deeply in love.

"Go, we must go." If he didn’t follow to watch, what if pure-hearted Mianmian got snatched away by some ill-intentioned big bad wolf?

With a dark expression, Gu Shi turned his head to Fatty Cui, grinding his teeth, "Is it that you guys are not capable enough to ensure my safety?"

"Otherwise, I’ll call the old man and have him send a few more competent people over here."

Gu Shi’s words were extremely discourteous; his reason had been driven mad by anger.

Not to mention Fatty Cui, even Bearded Xue, who had been silently standing by, was angered.

But anger aside, neither of them mentioned anything more about staying behind.

At this point, what else could they do?

Once they returned from this trip, they would quit. No matter how much they were paid, they wouldn’t do it again; let someone else do it.

The Taoist Association group took a short rest at the hotel, then set out fully prepared towards the ancient house.

Gu Shi led Fatty Cui and Bearded Xue, brooding as they trailed behind the group. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Of course, the team led by Fang had investigated the ancient house before coming, but they hadn’t uncovered as many clues as Su Li had.

As a result, their conclusion was that the strongest ghost or spirit in the ancient house probably had only several decades of cultivation.

After all, the rumors had only started over a decade ago.

The most recent incident had only happened a few months from now.

The consequence of underestimating the enemy was paying a price beyond what they could imagine.

Because of its age, the ancient house was a protected heritage building, and Fang’s group had obtained access through their connections. It was unclear how the people mentioned in recent rumors managed to get inside.

Fang had even made a point of investigating those who’d previously entered the house, but alas, to no avail.

A total of ten young men and women had gone in for an adventure, and only three emerged, all mad. They died dehydrated in bed just a few days after coming out.

It was obvious they had been drained of their essence blood and killed by a spirit.

The ancient house was exquisitely elegant, with its distinctive Jiangnan-style architecture that didn’t lack grandeur.

Su Li, accompanied by a group dressed in police uniforms, happened to run into Fang and his group right at the doorstep of the ancient house.

Gu Shi squinted, spotting Su Li walking in the middle. She wore a skirt and a sun hat, standing out among the uniformed crowd.

By comparison, his side, dressed in Daoist robes, carrying bags, and holding tools, seemed out of place next to Su Li, who wore a casual expression and carried a small shoulder bag as if she were simply out for a leisurely stroll.

For a moment, Gu Shi was somewhat dazzled; it felt like a long time since he had last seen this woman.

He still harbored resentment towards Su Li’s choice back then.

She always said she liked him—it was all bullshit.

Gu Shi, feeling irritable, found everything displeasing to the eye, and it seemed like Su Li, a familiar face suddenly appearing, had become an outlet for his frustration.

"Su Li, come here."