The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 47

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Then he quickly changed the subject. "What about you? You're a fan of Master Yu, and you still ran straight into a haunted place. What were you thinking?"

"I'm not like you," Tang Xiangbei patted his chest, looking super proud. "I've got a protective charm personally drawn by the master!"

"A charm? You've met the master in person?"

"More than that—I've been to her house! I even met the little kid at her place!"

Zhou Yu's confidence took a serious hit. "The master... wanted to see you?"

"Well, not exactly. My cousin had some bad luck and got possessed or something, and by some crazy coincidence, ended up contacting the master..."

On the side, Lu Yan was watching the two of them chat it up, and the fire in his eyes was practically about to explode. He was the one who brought Zhou Yu here—so how the hell was he getting along so well with this Tang Xiangbei guy?!

"You two!" he suddenly shouted. When they finally stopped talking and looked over, he kicked the car next to him in frustration. "Tang Xiangbei, are you stalling 'cause you're scared to go in? Be a man and come with me!"

Tang Xiangbei stopped talking and shrugged as he watched Lu Yan hop the wall on his own.

"With the way the Lu family's environment is, I wouldn't be surprised if some poor soul turned out to be his biological sister... No, actually, lucky for her, she didn't grow up in that house."

He waved lazily, and one of his guys stepped up to pry open the gate to the old school grounds. A few of them slipped in, one after the other.

They rushed inside, none of them noticing the faint figures flicker across the sixth floor of the main building.

"Achoo..."

Yu Yuan sneezed, and the pressure in her nose flared up. She did a quick calculation on her fingers, then suddenly froze.

On the side, Gua Gua had just found the perfect item in the system mall and was excitedly introducing it, "A Rejuvenation Pill from the cultivation interface! Take one, and your spiritual power is fully restored! Host, we—"

It turned its head, and saw its host—who usually hated going out during the day—grabbing her coat like she was about to leave.

"Woof woof woof! Host, where are you going?!"

Yu Yuan didn't even turn around. "To save the ancestor's Taoist temple!"

The abandoned school building wasn't as filthy or messy as they'd expected. Aside from the thick layer of dust in the hallways, the empty classrooms were actually pretty tidy.

Plus, back when that incident happened on this campus, the whole place had just been renovated. All the windows had been replaced with sliding ones. Compared to the old, breakable grid-style windows, these double-layered glass panes were just covered in dust and streaked with rain. It didn't really feel abandoned.

Lu Yan was the first to step into the so-called haunted building. He glanced back at Tang Xiangbei, who was trailing behind like he had all the time in the world, and snapped, frowning, "What are you, a grandma out for a stroll? Hurry up!"

Tang Xiangbei had just gotten the upper hand outside the school, so he didn't rush to clap back. He pointed at the empty flagpole at the entrance and said:

"When that senior jumped off the building, I had just started middle school. That morning, I passed by this old campus on my way to class, and the flagpole was covered in blood. Later, I heard from some upperclassmen that a senior girl had been under a lot of pressure and jumped from this very building. When she fell, she landed right on that flagpole."

"Then someone with a relative who worked in forensics said the girl jumped at around eleven at night, but her time of death was listed as around six in the morning. Now tell me that's not creepy."

Nearby, Zhou Yu had just turned on his camera, and froze when he heard that. He opened his mouth to say something, but it took him a while to even blink before he asked, "Wait... are you saying she was stuck on that flagpole bleeding for six or seven hours before she died?"

"Yeah. Why else do you think the school rushed to move to the new campus that wasn't even finished yet?" said one of Tang Xiangbei's buddies, who had come along. He noticed Zhou Yu's camera and slung an arm around his shoulders, grinning as he pointed at the flagpole. "Brother Zhou, since you've got your camera out, why not take a photo of the pole too?"

Zhou Yu was still on edge from the story. "What for?" he asked warily.

"Don't listen to him," Tang Xiangbei cut in with a glare at the guy, then turned to explain. "Rumor is, when a reporter came to interview people at our school back then, they snapped a photo of this flagpole and caught a ghostly figure on it. That's when the campus really got shut down for good. You just had a brush with bad luck, so maybe steer clear of that flagpole."

Off to the side, Lu Yan was being completely ignored. Watching Zhou Yu and Tang Xiangbei chat like besties ticked him off, so he pulled out his phone with a scowl.

Green Hair and Yellow Hair, standing next to him, freaked out when they saw him do that. "Boss, that story Tang Xiangbei told sounded kinda real. Maybe let's not mess with the flagpole, yeah? What if something actually shows up..."

"Shows up how?" Lu Yan shot them a dark look, eyes narrowing at his two supposed ride-or-die guys. "You believe that crap Tang Xiangbei said?"

"N-no, of course not," Green Hair stammered, waving his hands. "It's just... the way he said it gave me the creeps. I figure it wouldn't hurt to show a little respect, you know?"

"Respect?" Lu Yan let out a cold laugh. "If we were here to pay our respects, we wouldn't have come in the first place."

With that, he ignored their protests and turned on his phone camera.

In the distance, Tang Xiangbei noticed Lu Yan messing with his phone and aiming it at the flagpole. His face changed, and he rushed over to snatch the phone. "Lu Yan, what the hell are you doing?!"

Lu Yan dodged his grab, held up his phone to show the empty screen, and shook it a little at the group with a mocking grin. "What's there to be scared of? There's no ghost girl here."

He stepped closer, still smiling, his voice low but loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.

"Tang Xiangbei, you were the one who insisted we explore this place during the day—fine, whatever. But now you're going on and on about some ghost girl from back then..."

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