7: Chapter 7 The First Big Deal

"System, you are forcing me to be a charlatan! I choose C!"

Watching the fatty step onto the wooden stairs to the second floor.

Lin Ye's eyes sharpened. He instantly mobilized the little remaining Pure Yang Qi in his body, gathering it in the palm of his right hand.

He suddenly stepped forward and slapped the fatty on the shoulder.

"Hiss! Hot, hot, hot!"

The fatty let out a howl from the scalding Pure Yang Qi, nearly tumbling down the stairs.

He looked at Lin Ye in horror: "Yezi, how come your hand is like a branding iron?!"

Lin Ye now adopted a grave expression. He stared intently at the fatty's forehead, lowered his voice, and spoke in a mysterious tone:

"Fatty, have you been to any unclean places lately? Your forehead is darkened, and the Yang fires on your shoulders are flickering."

"I've set up a 'Tiangang Big Dipper Exorcism Array' on this second floor. You're covered in bad luck; if you take one more step up, the array will trigger, and you will surely face a bloody disaster!"

The fatty was completely bewildered by Lin Ye's half-truth, half-fake act.

Coupled with the fact that he really felt the house was eerily cold and his shoulder had been burned, he instantly lost his nerve.

"Gulp." The fatty swallowed and retreated down the stairs.

"Ye, Yezi, don't scare me. I haven't been anywhere these past few days...!"

"Nonsense! Have you forgotten what my grandfather did? I've lived with him since I was a child, and I've learned a thing or two of his skills." Lin Ye feigned depth, his tone eerie.

"Our grandfather, I naturally know his skills, but, your brother here really hasn't... Wait, that's it!"

The fatty stopped mid-sentence, suddenly slapped his thigh, seemingly remembering something.

His expression changed, and he spoke again:

"Although I haven't been to any unclean places, my rich second-generation friend, Young Master Qin! He seems to have encountered something evil lately!"

Hearing this, Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief, having successfully diverted his attention.

He walked to the counter and poured two cups of goji berry tea: "Sit down and tell me, what happened?"

The fatty pulled up a chair, sat down, gulped down some tea to calm his nerves, and said mysteriously:

"You remember Young Master Qin, right? The sucker who drove a supercar to our school last time to hit on upperclassmen."

"Half a month ago, he acquired an old house from the late Qing Dynasty over on Linjiang Road in the old city, planning to renovate it into a private clubhouse."

"As a result, the first day the renovation team arrived, they dug up a piece of rotten wood stained with blood. Young Master Qin didn't take it seriously and had it thrown away. Then the second day... Hey! Guess what happened?"

"Cut the crap, do you think you're a storyteller?" Lin Ye lightly tapped the back of the fatty's head.

The fatty chuckled and scratched his head:

"I'm just trying to liven up the atmosphere. Anyway, I heard that the second day, the foreman fell off the scaffolding and broke his leg. The third day, when Young Master Qin went to check the site himself, he felt a chill on the back of his neck as soon as he entered. After he got back, he had a high fever of 40 degrees, and every night he dreamed of a woman in red clothes crying in a well."

The fatty leaned toward Lin Ye and rubbed his hands:

"The Qin family found several monks and Taoist priests to chant scriptures, but it was useless. Yezi, this Funeral Shop of yours is ancestral; the old man must have taught you real skills, right? If you can settle this matter, Young Master Qin is offering 500,000!"

After listening, Lin Ye didn't reply immediately but tapped his fingers lightly on the counter. According to the theories of Feng Shui and divination, digging up blood-stained wood from an old house is no ordinary bad luck.

"An old house on Linjiang Road?" Lin Ye went over the terrain of Jiangzhou City in his mind and spoke.

"That area is low-lying, shaded, and faces the water. According to the Liqi school of the 'Eight Mansions Mirror', if the door opens to the northwest, this is called [Xuanwu Enters Water, Yin Qi Backflow]."

"Plus the blood-stained wood, this is probably not just a simple case of encountering something evil, but a malevolent formation of [Po Jun Suppressing the Grave]."

A string of professional metaphysical terms popped out of Lin Ye's mouth, leaving the fatty stunned, his eyes lighting up:

"Holy crap, Yezi, you're awesome! You've got all these terms! So, are you taking this job?"

Lin Ye glanced at the direction of the empty refrigerator and sighed inwardly. The daily consumption of the two female zombies was immense. Although they didn't need to eat food, if they didn't absorb his Pure Yang Qi, they would need extremely high-aged medicinal herbs to stabilize their corpse Qi. His Funeral Shop was barely making ends meet.

"I'll take it. Tell Young Master Qin that at Zishi tonight, which is 11 PM, I will personally go to his house to take a look." Lin Ye made the final decision.

"Alright! My brother, I'm counting on you to lead me to riches!" The fatty beamed with joy and didn't dare stay long, fearing he would catch the "bad luck" in the shop, and hurriedly rushed off to contact Young Master Qin.

After sending the fatty away, Lin Ye closed the rolling shutter door. Next, it was time to serve those two young ladies upstairs...

Lin Ye walked into the kitchen and found a porcelain bowl in the cabinet. He bit his just-healed index finger, squeezed out a few drops of essential blood containing Pure Yang Qi, and mixed it into half a bowl of warm clear water.

Afterward, he sliced a few pieces of high-aged wild ginseng, put them in, and brewed them into a small bowl of "medicinal soup" that emitted a strange, refreshing fragrance.

He carried the bowl upstairs. The wardrobe door opened without wind, and Leng Yue's tall figure slowly floated out. Almost simultaneously, the refrigerator door downstairs was pushed open, and Frost Star, with her fair little feet, ran upstairs with a "thump-thump-thump" sound.

"So fragrant..." Frost Star's heterochromatic eyes sparkled as she stared at the bowl in Lin Ye's hand. Like a kitten that had smelled fish, she hugged Lin Ye's waist and stood on tiptoe to reach it.

"Don't rush, there's enough for both." Lin Ye sat on the edge of the bed. Leng Yue also walked over silently. She didn't act spoiled like Frost Star, but in those deep red eyes, there was the same instinctive longing for the Pure Yang blood.

"You go first." Lin Ye used a small spoon to scoop up a spoonful of the blood-colored soup and held it to Leng Yue's lips.

Leng Yue was slightly stunned, seeming extremely unfamiliar with this method of "feeding." She was the high and mighty Thousand-Year Red Hou; it had always been her taking from others.

"Why are you dazed? Open your mouth, or the medicinal effect will evaporate." Lin Ye urged.

Leng Yue hesitated for half a second, but finally lowered her proud head slightly, parted her cold, soft red lips, and took the spoonful of medicinal soup into her mouth.

When his fingertips inadvertently touched her lips along with the spoon handle, Lin Ye clearly saw the eyelashes of this cold, mature woman tremble violently.

The warm Yang blood slid down her throat, emitting a seductive swallowing sound.

"Mmm..." Leng Yue couldn't help but let out a soft hum, and a charming blush quickly spread across her originally pale cheeks.

She raised her eyes to look at Lin Ye, her gaze intertwined with a thousand years of arrogance and a hint of shyness. "Thank you... Husband."

"Husband is biased!" Frost Star was so anxious she stamped her feet, then gave it a forceful lick.

Lin Ye leaned against the headboard, holding the bowl in his left hand, while his right hand was held and licked by a yandere loli. Standing in front of him was the blushing, cold Red Hou. Listening to the pattering rain outside the window, he gave a bitter smile.

"500,000, oh 500,000... If I can't pull off this job tonight, I'm afraid I'll really be sucked dry alive by these two young ladies."

[Ding! Daily task complete. Harem harmony +5. Current harmony: 10.]

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