When the live - broadcast replay was fully analyzed in front of Zhou Feiyu, his face changed like a color palette. Finally, he looked at Yu Nian with a complicated expression.
"Which sect do you come from?"
Just based on the sword strike that split the barrier, Yu Nian couldn't be an ordinary person. Her cultivation was so high that even Senior Brother Qi might not be her match.
A person of such a high - level should have been famous and wealthy, living in seclusion. Why did she appear here incognito?
Yu Nian didn't answer but just looked at him leisurely.
Zhou Feiyu gritted his teeth and said to Ming Mingzhong, who was standing there in a daze, "A bet is a bet... Big Brother."
Ming Mingzhong was not used to this kind of treatment. He waved his hands flattered, "I don't deserve it."
Only then did Yu Nian smile satisfactorily. After a moment of thought, she said seriously, "Actually, I'm an idol - type."
Zhou Feiyu:???
Feng Chengyuan beside them curved his eyes. His fingers unconsciously played with the bodhi beads on his wrist. Thanks to them, he easily got out of the ghostly maze and met Yu Nian and Ming Mingzhong at the coffee - shop entrance.
Recalling Yu Nian's appearance in the cold wind, with her white clothes fluttering and her eyes moist, Feng Chengyuan's restless heart that had been on edge all day gradually calmed down.
Forming a contract with Yu Nian might not be as bad as he thought...
Yu Nian looked down at the bound female ghost. "What's your name?"
Lin Dong looked at the disheveled female ghost. For some reason, he suddenly said, "Song Qingqing."
Even he was a bit surprised after saying it. He took a dazed step back.
The female ghost was a bit stunned. She suddenly looked up at Lin Dong. Then, realizing her terrifying appearance at the moment of death, she slowly lowered her head. "Lin Dong, maybe you won't believe it, but I really loved you. If only... we had met earlier."
Yu Nian was silent for a while. Song Qingqing's words were true. If she really wanted to take Lin Dong's life, he couldn't have lasted for half a month.
She had also calculated Song Qingqing's past life. Song Qingqing had helped the poor and the lonely and had never done anything bad.
She said calmly, "Song Qingqing, I know you died in a car accident and have been suffering from the torture of resentment every day, in endless loneliness. I'll help you move on to the next life today. Is that okay?"
Song Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up. Looking at the resentment overflowing from her body, she asked in a low voice, "Can I still be reincarnated?"
Yu Nian nodded. "By the edict of the Supreme, I free your lonely soul. All ghosts and spirits shall receive grace..."
As Yu Nian's clear voice slowly recited, the thick black mist on Song Qingqing's body gradually dissipated. The terrifying stitched scars and broken glass on her face also disappeared.
The delicate girl slowly bowed to Yu Nian, then took a deep look at Lin Dong.
Just like back then, the introverted school - uniformed girl passed by the brightest and most unrestrained boy on the playground. She pretended not to see, but her peripheral vision had already drawn your appearance thousands of times.
Song Qingqing turned around and walked away, finally disappearing into a golden light in the distance.
Lin Dong watched Song Qingqing's departing back. His dry lips opened and closed for a while, but he couldn't say a single word in the end.
Yu Nian walked behind him and casually drew a soul - guiding talisman. "Your soul will return to your body in a moment. Since you're already very weak, all your memories about Song Qingqing will become blurred after you wake up. By then, you'll only think you had a dream."
...
The first ray of morning sunlight shone on Qingxin Taoist Temple. Ming Mingzhong was woken up by the loud noise of an electric drill. He hurriedly put on his clothes and went out to check.
He saw that the once - messy courtyard had been cleaned from the inside out. Not far away, there was a bustling construction team doing renovations.
Ming Mingzhong was so shocked that his mouth couldn't close. "What's going on? I must still be dreaming..."
"How about it? In less than three days, Qingxin Taoist Temple will look brand - new." Yu Nian looked at the newly hung plaque and sighed inwardly. It was really good to be rich!
After Lin Dong woke up yesterday, Lin Dehai was extremely excited. He insisted on thanking Yu Nian handsomely.
But Yu Nian refused the cash payment. "If President Lin really wants to thank me, how about renovating the Qingxin Taoist Temple on Cuiwei Mountain? While fulfilling your vow, it can also be a good deed."
Unexpectedly, most of the renovation work was completed in just one morning.
Ming Mingzhong turned around and saw Yu Nian standing in the shade with a smile, and He Zhiping looking around beside her.
"Yu Nian, are you really going to take over the Taoist temple?" Ming Mingzhong was a bit worried. When Yu Nian told him about this yesterday, he thought she was crazy.
You know, there were many famous Taoist temples in the capital. Why did Yu Nian choose this deserted Qingxin Taoist Temple?
He Zhiping was a bit curious. "You're not willing?"
Ming Mingzhong quickly shook his head. Of course, he was willing. He had witnessed Yu Nian's skills and abilities yesterday. If he transferred the Taoist temple to Yu Nian, she would surely make it prosperous.
On the contrary, he himself was mediocre. Under his care, the number of pilgrims in Qingxin Taoist Temple was getting fewer and fewer, and they were almost out of business. However, this Taoist temple was the hard - work of generations of the Xuande School. He was a bit reluctant to part with it...
Yu Nian seemed to see through Ming Mingzhong's thoughts and smiled lightly. "Don't worry. I don't want your Qingxin Taoist Temple. Just think of me as a shareholder of the temple."
Ming Mingzhong suddenly looked up. His eyes were overflowing with surprise. Watching Yu Nian's chic departing back, he felt that the depression and helplessness that had been weighing on his heart for years had finally disappeared.
"Rebel, hurry up."
Lin Dehai personally carried a large number of gift boxes and shouted at Lin Dong, who was walking at the back.
Since he learned about his son's absurd affairs with the female ghost, Lin Dehai had been extremely angry. Now that he saw Lin Dong had recovered almost completely, he dragged him here to thank Yu Nian.
"Dad, are you sure the master lives here?" Lin Dong looked at the somewhat desolate small Taoist temple in front of him and couldn't help complaining. "Don't tell me she's a fraud."
Lin Dehai quickly kicked Lin Dong to signal him to shut up. After experiencing yesterday's series of events, he admired Yu Nian to the extreme. At this moment, he was afraid that his son would say something wrong and offend the expert.
Ming Mingzhong saw the Lin father and son from afar and quickly came out to greet them. When he saw Lin Dong, he subconsciously smiled, but the latter looked confused. "Do we know each other?"
Ming Mingzhong was stunned for a moment. Recalling what Yu Nian had said that day, he scratched his head awkwardly. "No, we don't."
The group walked up more than a hundred stone steps and came to the Taoist - temple entrance. A thin tabby cat suddenly jumped out from the corner and ran to Lin Dong's feet, rubbing against his trouser leg affectionately.
Lin Dong was a bit stunned. Seeing this, Ming Mingzhong explained, "It's quite a coincidence. This cat was picked up by our boss at the door on the day the Taoist - temple renovation was completed. The boss even gave it a name, Qingqing."
Lin Dong paused for a moment, feeling a bit confused about his own strange reaction.
After the Lin father and son thanked Yu Nian, they went to offer incense. Unexpectedly, when they walked out of the Taoist temple, they were photographed by a sharp - eyed passer - by and the photos were posted online.
These photos were widely forwarded by stockholders and unexpectedly became popular.
The next day, Ming Mingzhong counted the overflowing incense - offering money and listened to the pilgrims calling him "master". He felt that his life had reached its peak.
In the VIP waiting room of an airport in the capital, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Feng Chengyuan was looking through the business news, but his heart felt inexplicably empty.
As the investor of the movie Shadow, he needed to go on a business trip to City A for three days. Yu Nian had given him a protection talisman, which allowed him to temporarily leave the contract - master. However, he had been dealing with ghosts and demons yesterday, and today he was back in the fast - paced city life. It was inevitable that he felt a bit unreal.
Suddenly, the empty seat beside him sank. A faint sandalwood scent wafted over, bringing a tranquility that didn't belong to the noisy city. Feng Chengyuan was in a daze for a moment.