Chapter 1: The Strange Occurrence on Guard Spirit Night

  The two people left stared straight at me.

  Do I look that good? Do you need to stare so intently?

  "I'm telling you, that cane is not for sale. You can leave now!" I said with a stern tone and serious words, warning the three of them.

  Shu An glanced at me and said coldly, "It seems that you can't make decisions on this matter?"

  Then, he looked at my stepmother with a cold and indifferent tone and said: "You just want to sell it for a good price, don't you? I'll give you 40,000 yuan, sell it to me. Don't think about selling it elsewhere for a higher price, no one else dares to take this thing except me!"

  Don't mention it, Aunt Zhang really thought so. She replied nonchalantly: "Stop with the nonsense, wanting to buy our treasure at such a low price? I'm not doing this kind of losing business!"

  My dad couldn't take it anymore. He sternly said to Zhang Ayi, "Didn't you hear what Mr. Cao just said? Don't take it out and harm people! Give it to me!"

  Zhang Yi hid the cane behind her back, seeing that my dad didn't want to sell it anymore, she also didn't want to bother, immediately changed her face and said to An: "Alright, a flat price of 50,000!"

  "Alright, deal!" As a result, An still really was wealthy and arrogant, completely without consideration just agreeing!

  This made Zhang's aunt feel even more puzzled in her heart, thinking that this cane must not be worth just this much money, wanting to regret it, but the other party had already taken the money!

  It's the first time we've ever seen someone carry so much cash in their bag, stacked up like that, at least tens of millions!

  This guy goes out with so much money on him, isn't he afraid of being robbed?

  As I was thinking this way, An suddenly gave me a glance with an eye full of disdain, yes, it was disdain.

  "Hey, didn't you hear what Old Cao just said? This cane is problematic!" I shouted at him as soon as my dad and Zhang Ayi went in with the money.

  Although I wanted to scare him by speaking, it's actually not all bluffing.

  I have experienced this strange process of falling twice, as if Grandma had something to tell me in the dark.

  "If it's no problem, I'd spend 50,000 to buy such a fast-rotting wooden house?" I was originally trying to remind him not to look for trouble, but unexpectedly he would answer me like this!

  "You..." I was out of breath, looking at his face, and suddenly remembered that dream that night, he was nailed to the ceiling, covered in blood, and I shut my mouth.

  One of them, a woman, hastily came over and kindly told me: "Miss, what the boss just said is right. This thing isn't something ordinary people can handle. It's a witch spirit rod, only people from the witch tribe have the ability to hold it. So taking it away is actually helping your family avoid disaster, don't be too attached to it!"

  Wu Ling Rod? I actually heard Grandma mention it before. Since these people know, are they also from some Wu tribe?

  At this time, Shu An had already walked away with his cane. The fat man pushed the woman: "Don't bother with her, let's go!"

  The woman didn't listen to him, but instead continued smiling and introduced: "My name is Qin Youyou, his name is Wang Han, the one who left is called Shu An, we are all your grandmother's... friends!"

  Her words were clearly hesitant, yet so enthusiastic, making me feel a bit uncomfortable.

  "Oh." I turned around and was about to enter the door.

  My hand had just touched the door panel when I heard someone behind me calling out: "Little Fairy Sister..."

  I turned back in surprise and looked at the two who had not yet left. "How did you know I was called Little Fairy?"

  The two of them looked at me with expressions as if they were a pair of confused monks.

  I thought back carefully again, no, the person who called me just now had a very clear and small voice, not like an adult's voice, but rather like a baby's.