The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 51

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The two of them began exchanging polite flattery. The youngest daughter of the first branch watched as the old lady hurriedly called everyone in the house, only to have nothing significant happen. She couldn't help but stomp her foot in frustration, muttering under her breath, "This old woman really... just because Lu Yan's matter is urgent, does she think everyone else's problems aren't worth worrying about?"

Normally, her father would step in and scold her, but perhaps the old lady's words had hurt the eldest son's feelings, so, after her complaint, the eldest son of Lu surprisingly didn't snap at her.

Master Fang was the president of the Shancheng Taoist Temple branch. Because Grandfather Lu had shown him great favor in the past, the Lu family had been under his protection for many years. Whenever any of the younger Lu family members encountered supernatural events, Master Fang was the one to solve them.

Whenever Lu's company selected a new site, it was also Master Fang who would check the feng shui. So, now that Master Fang had arrived, it was only natural for the Lu family to accompany him for a meal.

The third branch members took their seats, each with their own thoughts.

Meanwhile, the Green Hair, who had come to grab the rooster, was left stunned.

Zhou Yu had driven the car here. It was a hot summer day, and the rooster had suffocated in the closed car. If he'd been even a little later, the chicken would've already been cooked.

"This..."

Green Hair stood holding a dead chicken, staring at the quiet and silent teaching building in the distance. Then he looked down at the lifeless rooster in his arms. He was stuck—he couldn't stay here, but running over with a dead chicken seemed pointless.

"A dead chicken?"

Green Hair nodded heavily, feeling the sadness for a moment before realizing someone had spoken to him.

In this haunted old campus, he immediately jumped back two meters with a start, looking over in shock.

A very familiar, pretty woman stood there. She was wearing loose, casual clothes, with wavy hair casually tied up behind her head. Her eyes were half-lidded, as if she hadn't fully woken up. She was carrying a bunch of things, with a purple smoothie in her left hand and a half-eaten grilled squid skewer in her right.

"You..." Green Hair watched as the woman across from him finished a whole squid skewer bigger than his face in two or three bites. Her name was on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't dare acknowledge her.

Yu Yuan put the wooden skewer from the squid into a trash bag and took out a box of boneless chicken nuggets. "What?"

"You're..." Green Hair stared at the half-closed eyes, stumbling over his words. "Yu Yuan?"

"Mm, not bad, your eyesight." Yu Yuan finished the chicken nuggets in two or three bites, then casually handed the bag she was carrying to him. "Hold this. I'll go inside and get them."

Green Hair instinctively took the bag, muttering, "Get them?"

Yu Yuan didn't respond, walking straight inside.

On the first floor, six or seven people crowded into a 23-square-meter hall. Tang Xiangbei, running his hand over the photo of the former principal and grade director hanging in the hall, had a dazed look in his eyes. "Art! This is real art! The painting is so good, how could the school leadership not take it with them? Look at the colors and composition of this oil painting, it has the style of the mid-18th century..."

Another boy next to him leaned in, gazing at the former principal's wrinkled face, equally lost in admiration, nodding repeatedly and sighing, "Yeah, only people like us who study art can recognize the value!"

Saying this, he stood on tiptoe, trying to take the photo down. "Brother Bei, let's take this painting. It's so deserted here, no one's going to appreciate it..."

Without hesitation, they immediately began to take the photo down.

Yu Yuan took a sip of her grape-flavored slushie, walked over, and patted Tang Xiangbei, who was busy with the photo. He impatiently shook her off.

"Wait! What's the rush? We were just trying to figure out how to take it down!"

Tang Xiangbei and his brother struggled to remove the photo frame. Suddenly, a cold chill ran down his neck, and goosebumps erupted all over his body.

"Ahh!"

He screamed and darted to the side, opening his mouth to yell, "Who the hell—"

But when his eyes landed on that familiar face, his body froze, and all the curses he was about to say were swallowed back.

"Master Yu... What are you doing here?"

He looked around in a daze, his brows slowly furrowing. "Huh, this... how did I end up in the first-floor hall? Wasn't I just in the art room looking at paintings?"

He then glanced at his brother, who was still staring at the photo of the former principal with a dazed look in his eyes, mouth mumbling "So pretty" and similar things.

Tang Xiangbei: "..."

"Ugh..."

What had his eyes done to deserve this torture?

After he ran outside to throw up everything in his stomach, he came back to find Zhou Yu and Yellow Hair, who had already gone upstairs, now back on the first floor, crouching along the walls, looking around without knowing what they were looking at.

Green Hair, carrying a bunch of snacks, caught up with them and blinked, surprised at the scene in front of him.

Why were Zhou Yu and Yellow Hair still on the first floor? Weren't they supposed to be on the third floor looking for the boss?

Yu Yuan tossed the empty cup into the trash bag, then pulled out a pack of chips and handed it to the two of them. "They've been blinded by ghosts. You two, go. Slap them, one slap each. If that doesn't work, slap them twice, just hit them hard enough to wake them up."

Green Hair stood still, looking at his palm, still hesitating. On the other side, Tang Xiangbei, already behaving, rolled up his sleeves and gave his brother two slaps, "Slap! Slap!"

The crisp sound made Green Hair's teeth ache, but when he saw that the two guys with Tang Xiangbei were starting to recover and were wondering why they were still on the first floor, and his brother Yu and Huang Mao were still mumbling about how "Lu Yan wasn't in this room," he steeled his heart and went up to slap the two of them in the face.

The moment the pain hit his face, Zhou Yu's eyes suddenly cleared.

Before he could curse, he looked up and saw Yu Yuan looking at him with a calm gaze.

"Master Yu?"

His heart tightened. When he saw the flagpole behind Yu Yuan, he immediately realized that he was once again caught in a "ghost maze."

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