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Later, Chu Yuening's words dispelled Nie Jiao's concerns.

"Moving to Taiwan might just shoot you back into the spotlight. Although time is limited, it should be enough for you to get what you desire."

Nie Jiao's mood brightened, and she smiled as she stood up to take out another wad of cash from her bag. "This six thousand is a token of appreciation for Master Chu's efforts in guiding the child's soul. As for your forecast, Master has made it clear – I'll definitely give Taiwan a try."

After she left,

Chu Yuening massaged the back of her neck.

Wei Yanlin's eyes gleamed as he looked at the neatly arranged hundred-dollar bills on the table. "Ning Ning, to earn ten thousand dollars just for a divination and an extra soul-guidance ritual, that's truly remarkable."

He couldn't help but drool with envy as he watched the endless stream of money.

Assuming Chu Yuening would be equally thrilled, to everyone's surprise, she yawned again. Then, from under the food cart, she retrieved a red plastic bag, tossed the money inside, and skillfully tied a bow on the bag before neatly depositing it at the bottom of the cart.

The entire process was neat and efficient.

"Ning Ning, money! This is money!" Wei Yanlin's expression was theatrical as he rushed to the food cart, grabbed the red plastic bag, and held it tightly to his chest. He quickly glanced around and lowered his voice. "One hundred thousand yuan, this is one hundred thousand yuan! How could you just throw it away like a rag?"

"Well... you carry it?" Chu Yuening found it rather heavy and thought it would be better to leave it in the cart for the vehicle to transport, as carrying it would be exhausting.

"I'm more than happy to carry it." Wei Yanlin held onto the money with a contented expression, not at all bothered by the burden.

"You don't understand, being close to wealth is like being close to the God of Fortune; it's hard not to prosper."

Chu Yuening rose and looked up at the sky.

Though it was not yet completely dark, the moon had already emerged.

She tidied up the cart.

The residents gradually returned to their homes.

Chu Yuening watched as the man led his daughter by the hand into the compound, the little girl skipping happily while chattering away.

"Daddy, I want to watch 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' tonight too."

"Alright." The man's face was visibly worn, but he still managed a smile, despite feeling uncomfortable living in the house. "Daddy will watch it with you."

The malevolent aura gathering above the neighborhood became increasingly evident as the sky darkened, with a few scattered lights flickering on. The entire complex seemed like a silent, ghostly city.

"Wei Yanlin," Chu Yuening glanced at him lightly, "Are you ready?"

"At your service," Wei Yanlin chuckled, hoisting the scarecrow. "Opportunities must not be missed. If gods come, we slay gods; if ghosts appear, we vanquish ghosts."

The wind blew.

The scarecrows collided with each other, then spun apart.

Chapter 66

As soon as the two entered the neighborhood, the aura of malevolence permeated the air.

With every step taken in his Rebound Sneakers, the black haze that originally blanketed the ground recoiled as if electrocuted, contorting into bolt shapes in agony, no longer daring to approach Chu Yuening.

She looked down and saw that not even the black aura dared to draw near her peach wood sword.

With an ingratiating attitude, Wei Yanlin approached and asked, "Ning Ning, I heard from that kid from the Qiao family that you can help me open my third eye. Can you assist me?"

In Hong Kong's metaphysical circle, he had also made a name for himself. There were fortune-tellers, and naturally, there were ghost hunters. Ancient texts recorded that powerful metaphysicians could see into the past and future, encountering ghosts was merely a small matter.

Of course, Wei Yanlin didn't hide his eagerness.

Come on, how could one be considered a metaphysician without having seen a ghost?

"Really want it opened?" Chu Yuening inquired.

"Definitely, definitely. Just imagine if I have to fight with the other feng shui master later, I won't be able to see any harmful things they might use," Wei Yanlin nodded repeatedly and took out some cow's tears he had prepared. "After seeing them, I can lend a hand too!"

He rubbed his palms together, his expression brimming with excitement and impatience.

"You don't need that," Chu Yuening blinked at the cow's tears. She had accumulated quite a bit of virtue lately, which naturally increased her powers.

Although she couldn't do it all at once, occasional assistance wouldn't be a problem.

"Close your eyes," she instructed.

With an expectant look, Wei Yanlin closed his eyes, sensing a warm touch on his eyelids.

"Done," Chu Yuening said, retracting her hand.

"Done?" Wei Yanlin was incredulous. He glanced around the neighborhood. "Really? How come I don't see any vengeful spirits?"

"Are you treating ghosts like cabbages?" Chu Yuening exclaimed in surprise.

The streetlights within the neighborhood were out, and they relied on the dim moonlight to navigate. The central fountain and pond had run dry, with golden leaves scattered across the ground. Along the way, a vast number of trees had withered, their leaves fallen, leaving only bare trunks behind.

After a brief glance, Chu Yuening said, "Kindling fire with wood."

"Ah, so the water depletion is related to feng shui?" Wei Yanlin wondered.

"Mm-hmm," Chu Yuening pointed at the fountain and pond in the complex. "The other party intended to create a fire formation. Look at those bare wooden stumps. What do they resemble?"

Wei Yanlin studied them attentively and was startled. "They resemble the Eight Trigrams quite closely?"

"Exactly," Chu Yuening confirmed. "The inner and outer Eight Trigrams complement each other, using the wood to kindle fire while cutting off the water source. If I'm not mistaken, there's no water left in the complex now."

"Could it be that the geomancer plans to burn down the neighborhood?" Wei Yanlin grasped the idea after the hint.

Noticing Chu Yuening's silent agreement,

Wei Yanlin spat contemptuously, "Pah! Scoundrel!"

His spittle happened to land on a plump curly-haired puppy passing by, wagging its tail excitedly.

The puppy: ...

So, it was going to get splashed just for passing by?

It lowered its raised paw and let out a fierce, high-pitched growl at Wei Yanlin.

"Angry?" Chu Yuening crouched down.

The puppy, seeing the beautiful lady, immediately transformed its big, watery eyes into a pitiful look. It kept nudging its head against Chu Yuening's palm.