We couldn't find Master Lu Dayong, the antique repairman.
According to the divination I did, even if we went to find him, it didn't seem certain that he could fix the compass.
Si Jiangchen frowned and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
I was following behind him and almost bumped into him.
"Phone," Si Jiangchen said, reaching out his hand to me.
"Huh?"
I didn't understand what he meant and stared at him blankly.
"I guess," Si Jiangchen's good - looking face suddenly loomed large in front of me, almost touching mine. "Someone must have thrown away my business card."
"Uh..."
I almost choked on my own saliva.
I had indeed given Si Jiangchen's business card to Landlady Xu. As for whether she kept it or melted it down to make a ring, I had no idea.
Si Jiangchen reached into my pocket on his own, took out my phone, and casually scanned his WeChat QR code.
"If you dare to block me... Hehe..."
He smiled, omitting a million words of threat.
I held the phone in my hand, feeling a deep sense of frustration.
In all my years, I had never been so easily manipulated. It seemed that since I met this damned man, nothing had gone smoothly for me!
"Ding... Ding..." The WeChat message notification vibrated.
Si Jiangchen sent me an address.
"Is this Lu Dayong's address?"
I saw the words "Miaofeng Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing" and immediately understood what it was.
Sure enough, Mr. Si Jiangchen was well - connected. In just a few minutes, he had already found out Master Lu's address.
"You'll go there tomorrow. My assistant will accompany you."
Si Jiangchen reached out his hand to me again. "Come with me today."
...
In the end, I still went back home.
It wasn't that Si Jiangchen let me off the hook; I had good reasons!
According to the divination, going to find Lu Dayong tomorrow was not an auspicious sign. I had too many things to prepare: drawing talismans, grinding cinnabar, and more...
Anyway, I was determined not to go to Si Jiangchen's place.
In the end, I was on the verge of throwing a tantrum!
Since Si Jiangchen had an early - morning meeting the next day, he had no choice but to let me go.
When I got back to the crowded courtyard where I rented a room, dawn was breaking.
Granny Wu's small mourning hall had been set up. Wu Mingyu was squatting by the door, burning paper money in a broken enamel basin.
When she saw me coming back through the back door, she immediately waved at me mysteriously. "Du Xinghe, come here!"
"What for?"
I had a lot of things to do and didn't have time to talk to her.
Seeing that I had no intention of paying attention to her, Wu Mingyu jumped up and ran to me, tugging at my clothes. "Why are you wearing men's clothes... Oh, the fabric is quite high - end..."
I was even more speechless. I slapped her hand away and opened the door to enter the room.
"Let me tell you!"
Wu Mingyu proudly blocked the door frame and said to me, "Do you know? That helmet is worth a fortune!"
"Okay."
I had checked. A customized AGV helmet from the original factory cost 500,000 yuan. Even a second - hand special - edition one like this would cost 400,000 to 500,000 yuan. I guessed Wu Mingyu had sold it at a second - hand store for a good price and came here to show off.
"However, I didn't sell it!"
Wu Mingyu continued with a big smile on her face. She didn't look like someone who had just lost a family member at all.
"Okay."
I pushed her hand away and continued to enter the room.
"I gave the information about the helmet to several motorcycle - modification clubs and am waiting for the owner to show up!"
Wu Mingyu continued proudly, "Since you said it was brought back by the old lady, she finally did something good for me!"
"Are you trying to find the hit - and - run driver?"
I was a bit surprised by this woman's thought process.
It would be easy to find the owner of the helmet. All she had to do was go to the police station. Why did she have to go through so much trouble?
"What are you talking about! I'm using this to hunt for sugar daddies!"
Wu Mingyu rolled her eyes.
She had thought about contacting the owner of the Tomahawk motorcycle through the police.
However, the other party had only sent a junior lawyer from a law firm to negotiate the compensation with her. Not only did she not get to see the owner of the motorcycle, but the damaged motorcycle had also disappeared.
When Wu Mingyu got the helmet, she immediately thought of a way to find out the owner's information.
"..."
I was speechless.
This woman was so eager to make friends with the second - generation rich that she had gone crazy.
The value of the helmet might be sky - high for us ordinary people, but for the wealthy who spent money like water, it was just the price of two bottles of wine or a shirt!
Moreover, whether the owner of the helmet was still alive was a question...
That night, I saw the female ghost on the back of Wei Yuan's motorcycle. She must have gone to take revenge...
Of course, I wouldn't tell Wu Mingyu about these things.
People never listen to others' advice when it comes to their cherished goals.
"Wish you success."
I wasn't interested in how Wu Mingyu tried to hook up with the second - generation rich. I just casually responded and pushed her out of the door.
"Hey!! Hey!!"
Seeing that I had locked the door, Wu Mingyu had to run to the window and slap the glass. "If I really hook up with a rich man, I won't treat you badly!"
"Thanks."
I wasn't interested at all.
"Give me some more of your paper money and paper ingots! I won't treat you badly!!"
She continued to slap the window outside, making a "bang - bang" sound. She was determined not to give up until she got what she wanted.
I sighed and mumbled in the direction of the shop outside the suite, "I need to draw talismans. Why don't you help me out?"
A cold aura filled the air. The male ghost who liked to dress up as a white - faced ghost floated up with a faint shadow.
"Xiao He, drawing talismans? Do you want me to be completely destroyed?" He looked at his translucent fingers. "Alas, it's a pity for these hands that are used to using cinnabar."
"Who asked you to draw talismans for me!!"
I was really at a loss for what to do with this narcissistic guy. I pointed at Wu Mingyu, who was still slapping the window hard. "Go, get her five stacks of yellow paper... And a big bag of paper ingots."
"For free?"
The white - robed male ghost shook his head at Wu Mingyu. "This woman has a bad heart."
"For Granny Wu's sake."
I had already set up a folding table on the bed and pulled the curtains.
The white - robed male ghost could already move objects with his soul body. I didn't know how he had cultivated this ability, but he had it when he came back with my grandfather!
The yellow paper and paper ingots were very light. He easily moved them to the door.
The door creaked open, and the white - robed male ghost threw the things out.
"Ah! Thank you!"
Just as Wu Mingyu was about to thank the person inside the room, the door slammed shut.
Looking at the large pile of sacrificial items, Wu Mingyu felt like she had hit the jackpot. She hummed a tune and dragged the big bags and small packages back to her own room...
I was going to Miaofeng Mountain to find Lu Dayong.
I thought I needed to be fully prepared!
The divination was not good. It was an inauspicious sign of emptiness and mental exhaustion.
Although I might meet Lu Dayong, whether he could help repair the compass was still unknown.
In today's big cities, the population was dense and the yang energy was strong. All the ghosts, spirits, demons, and fairies had been forced to move to deeper mountains and forests.
Miaofeng Mountain was such a place!