Yu Nian was lying in a rocking chair. As she listened, she began to smile. She lazily opened her eyes and sized up Liu Siping.
He had a pock - marked face and greenish stubble, and his cheekbones jutted out prominently at the back of his head.
Eight out of ten words he said were lies. Whoever took him seriously would be completely deceived by him. Take the original owner for example. Back then, in order to see her father Yu Qihuai, she listened to Liu Siping's nonsense and gave this guy tens of thousands of yuan. He promised to put in a good word for her in front of Yu Qihuai. But what happened? Not only did he say nothing, but the original owner was also kicked out of the Yu family like trash.
Yu Nian slowly got up and said with a smile, "Uncle Liu really does think a lot about the Yu family. No wonder Yu Qihuai trusts you. He doesn't even know that you've been secretly embezzling the company's public funds to keep a mistress."
Ming Mingzhong and He Zhiping exchanged a look, showing the classic expression of onlookers eager for gossip.
"It's my duty..." Liu Siping replied perfunctorily. It took him a while to react, and his face turned extremely ugly. "How do you know??"
Yu Nian didn't answer him. Instead, she turned to Ming Mingzhong and He Zhiping and said, "It's getting late. Let's set off for the Yu family. If we're any later, Yu Qihuai will be angry."
She emphasized the name "Yu Qihuai" heavily and gave Liu Siping a meaningful look.
Liu Siping stood there pale - faced for a long time. He felt that this discarded daughter of the Yu family was like a completely different person, which made people shiver from the bottom of their hearts.
It seemed that there was going to be a big change in the Yu family.
The car was slowly moving. Liu Siping was a bit absent - minded and kept looking at Yu Nian's expression through the rear - view mirror from time to time.
He saw that she had her eyes closed comfortably all the time, showing no sign of nervousness.
On the other hand, Ming Mingzhong beside her was looking out of the window with a look of novelty on his face.
He had lived in Cuiwei Mountain since childhood. His daily life consisted of chanting metaphysical scriptures and cultivating his body and mind. He had hardly ever been out.
Now that he saw the bustling city scene, how could he not be excited?
But Ming Mingzhong didn't dare to disturb Yu Nian, and he disliked Liu Siping a bit. So he could only keep nagging He Zhiping.
At first, He Zhiping responded a few times. But seeing that Ming Mingzhong kept talking like a loudspeaker, he simply rolled his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Seeing that no one responded, Ming Mingzhong closed his mouth awkwardly, but his eyes still kept staring out of the window.
"What do you see?" A fair hand reached across Ming Mingzhong. Yu Nian didn't know when she had opened her eyes. She pointed out of the window with great interest and asked.
Ming Mingzhong was a bit surprised and answered honestly, "A lot of people, a lot of cars, and high - rise buildings standing in great numbers."
Yu Nian didn't seem satisfied with this answer. "All you see is the surface. Close your eyes. What does your heart see?"
Realizing that the big shot was giving him some advice, Ming Mingzhong immediately became serious. He concentrated for a while and said uncertainly, "There's spiritual energy and resentment, but it's very chaotic, like a splashed Chinese ink painting."
"Anything else?"
Ming Mingzhong pondered for a while. "More or less, there are a few spirits following each person. Some of them are vague, some are constantly emitting malice, and some seem to be protecting the humans they follow... Wait, what's that thing?"
Yu Nian's gaze swept out of the window. In the middle of the broad road, there was a male ghost with empty eyes.
It was almost summer, but he was still wearing autumn clothes. He carried a somewhat shabby schoolbag, and a red scarf covered most of his face. There was a deep wound on one side of his head, and the brain matter and blood inside could be clearly seen. He was mechanically waving his hand.
Vehicles and pedestrians kept passing through his body, getting covered in bad luck.
"It's a road ghost."
He Zhiping had been listening for a long time and finally couldn't help asking, "What is a road ghost?"
Ming Mingzhong quickly replied, "I know this. I've read about it in the scriptures. A road ghost refers to a resentful spirit that had unfinished business in life, was reluctant to leave the mortal world, and was trapped at the place of its death because it refused to be reincarnated, constantly repeating the process of death."
Yu Nian nodded. "Different from ordinary ghosts, their obsessions are too deep. They're willing to wait for however many years. As time passes, they'll even forget who they are."
"Ah? It's a bit pitiful..." He Zhiping's soft - heartedness resurfaced. Although he couldn't see the road ghost, he was still moved to shed a few tears by his own imagination.
Liu Siping was so scared that his hair stood on end. What kind of weirdos had he picked up? Especially the one beside him. What was he crying about with all this nonsense?
He was complaining, but he had no idea that he was about to come face - to - face with the male ghost.
The car roared past. Liu Siping only felt a chill hit him and suddenly sneezed twice.
Looking at the black qi between Liu Siping's eyebrows, Yu Nian silently lowered her head.
What he didn't know was that when passing by the male ghost, she had quietly left a soul - guiding talisman on him...
The car slowly stopped in front of a quadrangle with white lanterns hanging. After Yu Nian exposed his embezzlement of public funds, Liu Siping began to be extremely respectful to Yu Nian. He even got out of the car personally to open the door for Yu Nian and the others.
As soon as He Zhiping and Ming Mingzhong got out of the car, they were dazzled by the building in front of them.
"A quadrangle in the capital... How rich do you have to be?" He Zhiping thought of something and suddenly rushed to Yu Nian's side, asking in a low voice, "Yu Nian, how much money did that old man Yu Qihuai give you back then?"
"Fifty thousand yuan." Yu Nian looked at the building in front of her and said calmly.
"What??" He Zhiping almost thought he had misheard. "Fifty thousand yuan? That's not even enough for one of Yu Qinghe's bags!"
He Zhiping rarely swore. After all, people in the capital's social circle all knew how much the Yu couple doted on Yu Qinghe. She had grown up in luxury. Her food, clothing, and daily necessities were all of the highest quality. At a recent auction, Yu Qinghe even spent eight - figure money on a bracelet without blinking an eye.
And for the Yu family's real daughter who had been wandering alone for the past twenty - odd years, in Yu Qihuai's eyes, she was only worth fifty thousand yuan?
Yu Nian gave a soft laugh and looked down at the almost invisible kinship line on her wrist. "People won't do anything without profit. Yu Qinghe can help him make connections in the business circle, while I was just a stain and a disgrace to him back then."
Their voices were not low, which attracted the side - glances of the servants of the Yu family.
Everyone was secretly sizing up this long - unseen eldest daughter of the Yu family. They had thought she would be an uncouth and rustic girl, but unexpectedly, she was so beautiful!
Yu Nian wasn't wearing any makeup. Her cold and delicate face had no flaws at all. Her lips were naturally red, and her eyebrows were naturally green. She was so good - looking that people could hardly take their eyes off her.
"What are you looking at! Do your own jobs!" Noticing the servants' gazes, Liu Siping was afraid that Yu Nian would be unhappy and quickly scolded them.
But Yu Nian didn't care at all. She walked into the Yu family's gate at a leisurely pace.
As soon as she walked into the first courtyard, Yu Nian frowned. Liu Siping had said that Old Madam Yu had died of heart failure in her sleep. But the strong resentment pervading the entire courtyard indicated that there was something fishy going on.
At the same time, Yu Nian was also surprised by the layout and feng shui of this mansion. The Yu family must have spent a lot of money to ask a master for advice. There were rockeries and flowing water, and every detail was carefully arranged. No wonder Yu Qihuai had been so prosperous in business for so many years.
But when Yu Nian's gaze fell on the tree stump on the east side of the main house, she frowned slightly. Judging from the color and texture of the bark, this should have been an old pear tree.
Five types of trees should not be planted in the house, and the pear tree was one of them. It was of a yin nature and could attract evil spirits. Since Yu Qihuai paid so much attention to feng shui, how could he make such a basic mistake?
Going further in, the second courtyard was the mourning hall set up by the Yu family for Old Madam Yu.
A huge black - and - white portrait of the deceased was placed in the middle, glaring resentfully at everyone who entered the mourning hall.
Finally, Yu Nian saw the original owner's father, Yu Qihuai.