Chapter 67: The Unlucky Star 14

  When Gu Yin said "I'm listening to you", Qin Fei heard it in his ears, and he only felt that he was dizzy all over, until he walked out of Gu Yin's room, and he hadn't fully escaped from that dizziness. The gentle expression on Gu Yin's face when he said those words was still in front of him.

  But - can Gu Yin be considered a gentle person? Apparently not. Let alone being gentle, he couldn't even get along with others peacefully.

  What kind of person is Gu Yin? Qin Fei remembered that when he first met him, he was thin and arrogant, and it was especially difficult to get along with him. But Qin Fei felt that this was the real nature of Gu Yin. However, from some time on, whenever Gu Yin faced him, he always made him feel particularly obedient, as if no matter what he said, he would listen generally.

  It's as if... he is a special existence in his eyes...

  But why was he a special existence in his eyes? Qin Fei's eyes flashed with confusion, staring at the door that Gu Yin had closed for him, still unable to figure out the reason, and the fatigue of not sleeping all night rushed up first. Qin Fei yawned and went back to his room to make up for his sleep.

  ……

  Qin Fei left and Gu Yin didn't rest, instead he put away the jade tank on his bedside table and went downstairs.

  It's a difficult problem to bring back the souls that have already dispersed into the underworld, and there are also the scriptures on the jade altar. Those scriptures were written with a special golden powder called Jinsha, which is not as easily found as cinnabar or other Taoist tools. However, he remembered that Geng Bowen seemed to have some, so after finding the landline phone in the living room downstairs, he dialed a call to Geng Bowen.

  After the phone was connected, Gu Yin didn't say much and directly asked Geng Bowen for Jinsha.

  "What do you want Jinsha for?" Geng Bowei asked in a tone of astonishment.

  "Why ask so many questions? I'm in B city now, will send you the specific address via text message later. Hurry up and have someone deliver the stuff over here, it's urgent." Gu Yin didn't intend to explain anything to this old friend he had known for years at all.

  "......" Geng Bowen was silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly, "But I had a car accident last night and got injured. Now I'm in A City Hospital, can't run errands for you."

  "Can you find someone to deliver it to me?"

  Geng Bowen: "As a friend, upon hearing that I was in a car accident, shouldn't you first be concerned about my injuries?"

  Gu Yin: "If you really have something going on with Sanlang and Erxiao, your family's grandmother has already made it known to everyone."

  Geng Bowen's parents passed away when he was young, and now the head of the Geng family is his grandmother. His grandmother only had one son, his father, who had only one son, Geng Bowen. As the only legitimate grandson, the head of the Geng family naturally doted on him. Although she was already over 60 years old, whenever Geng Bowen got into trouble, she would stir up a big fuss, and as a result, the news of Geng Bowen's illness or injury would spread quickly within the circle of families. Therefore, from the time he understood things, Geng Bowen would hide his minor illnesses and injuries from his grandmother, but when it came to serious illnesses or injuries, he couldn't hide them, and could only let Old Lady Geng make a big fuss.

  Gu Yin said that, Geng Bowei also remembered that he had a grandmother who was so exaggerated in her behavior. He couldn't help but laugh and then said: "My grandma Jinsha has it, I'll call her to ask. She'll call you back right away, don't go anywhere."

  Geng Bowei didn't keep Gu Yin waiting for long, and returned his call in less than five minutes. But the news he brought wasn't good - the gold had been used up a few days ago.

  Gu Yin hung up Geng Bowen's phone and held the receiver in his hand, hesitating for a moment before dialing another number.

  Gu Yin dialed a number called Chen Feng, this man's name was well-known in the circle. His fame was different from Gu Yin and others, not because he came from a big family in this line, but because many rare equipment could be bought from him.

  Gu Yin and Chen Feng were acquaintances, and they had interacted with each other many times. However, if Gu Yin needed help with something, he would definitely not go to him first because Chen Feng had three annoying habits - being a hoarder, being extremely stingy, and having an irritating presence.

  Chen Feng asked on the other end, and Gu Yin almost got a definite answer without any surprise. After giving Chen Feng the address and asking him to hurry over, Gu Yin ignored Chen Feng's intention to continue chatting and hung up the phone decisively.

  Gu Yin had asked Chen Feng over the phone to bring Jin Sha as soon as possible, but he hadn't expected him to arrive before dusk.

  Qin Fei slept until the evening, and when he got up and went downstairs, he saw a strange face in the living room. It was a man who looked older than Gu Yin, with an unremarkable appearance, wearing single glasses, giving off a very classical feeling. He sat on the long sofa opposite Gu Yin, while Ye Cheng, Song Meng, and Zhou Jun stood behind the long sofa where Gu Yin was sitting, forming a subtle confrontational atmosphere.

  "Who is this......?" Qin Fei saw Chen Feng at the same time that Chen Feng also saw Qin Fei.

  "Qin Fei." Gu Yin made a very brief introduction to Chen Feng, then introduced Chen Feng again, "This is Chen Feng, he brought some golden sand for the use of the scripture on the altar."

  Qin Fei and Chen Feng exchanged a few blows, and the living room once again restored that subtle atmosphere of opposition. In this atmosphere, Qin Fei couldn't sit down as if nothing had happened, and could only walk to Song Meng's side, then curiously sized up Chen Feng. Looking at Gu Yin's attitude, it seemed that Chen Feng was not a simple person.

  The silence in the living room lasted for a while, and finally Chen Feng made a move. He stretched out his hand, first tapping on the wooden box on the tea table, then raised two fingers and said with a serious face: "This box of gold sand - 200,000."

  Qin Fei: "!!!!!!"

  Song Meng: "What?! You want me and Old Zhou to cover two years' worth of living expenses plus the law firm's rent?! No way! If we're frugal, three years won't be a problem!"

  "Twenty million for that little bit of gold sand? Even if it's pure gold, it can't be worth twenty million. This guy is actually a robber, right?"

  Chen Feng, facing the group of people across the coffee table, remained completely unmoved. He slowly adjusted his pose, placing his legs in a relaxed position, clasping his hands together to support his chin, and gazing directly at Gu Yin. "Twenty million might not be a big deal for you, but that's the market price. Since you want it, I'll naturally give you a friendly price. Friendly price: ten million!"

  Song Meng's mouth twitched: "Isn't 100,000 also very high?"

  "Of course, Mr. Gu is an old acquaintance of mine, and discussing money can be hurtful to our feelings, so I can accept a barter - for example, the cursed stone you made, Mr. Gu..." Chen Feng looked at Gu Yin with expectation on his face.

  "It's not me who wants to buy Golden Sand." Gu Yin said calmly.

  As soon as Gu Yin's words fell, everyone in the scene looked at him in unison, including Chen Feng opposite him.

  "Isn't this surprising?" Gu Yin raised an eyebrow, "The person who wants to save Shen Qianlan isn't me, I've worked hard to help him deal with the marked matter, and he hasn't given me a single penny. Why should I spend 100,000 yuan for the woman he wants to save?"

  "Didn't you already receive the commission fee from Song Meng's side?" Ye Cheng looked at Gu Yin with a cold sweat.

  "Ha! That was given to me by Fatso, it doesn't count as yours."

  Ye Cheng's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Gu Yu's expression, it seemed that his mood was not good again, just like when he asked Qin Fei for help back then...

  As he thought of this, Ye Cheng suddenly paused. He remembered that when he asked Gu Yin to save Shen Qianlan, Gu Yin had refused without hesitation, so why did he agree to help him again? The answer was obvious. Ye Cheng's gaze involuntarily turned towards Qin Fei who was standing behind Gu Yin. Qin Fei felt his line of sight and turned around, looking at him with a questioning expression.

  Ye Cheng smiled at him and then said to Gu Yin: "I will pay you separately."

  Gu Yin sneered: "Do you think I'm short of money?"

  Ye Cheng was choked and could only give up communicating with Gu Yin, turning to look at Chen Feng, "That golden sand... I'll buy it."

  Chen Feng looked at Ye Cheng, smiled and stretched out two fingers again. "Two million, no negotiations."

  Ye Cheng gritted his teeth and nodded: "Alright, I'll give you 200,000."

  Chen Feng wrote his account number to Ye Cheng, and Ye Cheng transferred the money to him on the spot.

  "Thank you for your patronage, welcome next time." Chen Feng smiled and pushed the wooden box containing gold sand on the tea table to Ye Cheng, and asked casually: "Then, what do you want to use this gold sand for?"

  "It's used for writing scriptures on jade tablets." Qin Fei said.

  "Jade altar? The jade altar of the immortal in the altar?" Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, "Who wrote this?"

  "I'll write it down," said Qin Fei.

  "I've only seen descriptions of the Sealing Pen ceremony in ancient scrolls, but I've never actually witnessed it. Would it be possible for me to observe it on site?"

  Chen Feng used an inquiring tone, but his determination to go to the scene and observe was very firm. Even if Gu Yin told him to leave, he still followed Qin Fei's group to the scene - the building that caught fire last night, where Shen Qiu Lan's soul dissipated. Gu Yin needed to bring Shen Qiu Lan's soul back from the underworld through this place.

  At midnight, six people rushed into the sealed area of the building. Gu Yin chose a location and cleared out an empty space. He laid down a talisman to create a circle, then placed a white paper on top of it. Next to it, he put down the prepared gold sand and brush. Then, he handed over the jade basin to Qin Fei.

  "When the time is right, you will take the scriptures from the jade altar and write them on that white paper with golden sand."

  "Didn't you write it directly on the jade tray?" Qin Fei asked unexpectedly.

  "Okay, just write it on a blank sheet of paper and I'll remind you to take action at that time."

  "Are you sure there's no problem?" Song Meng rushed up, looking at the jade tank in Qin Fei's hand. "The scriptures on this jade tank are not Chinese characters! And the writing is blurry, it's difficult to copy even if you practice several times, why don't you practice a few more times before starting?"

  "There's no more time for that." Gu Yin said, "If it doesn't work out, then let Ye Cheng and Shen Qianlan be the unlucky ones."

  Song Meng: "......"

  Having made all the preparations, Qin Fei held a brush and knelt down alone in the circle formed by the talismans, with white paper spread out before him, and in front of the white paper was Shen Qianlan's jade tank. The others, including Gu Yin, retreated to a position three zhang away from Qin Fei.

  "So far away, it's still pitch black all around, can't see anything." Chen Feng complained, but no one paid attention to him, and the surroundings fell into a silence.

  Chen Feng did not continue to speak, nor did he intend to go forward to take a closer look. He was not like Song Meng and those outsiders. Staying away from the array was to prevent the too thick aura from affecting the gathering of his soul.

  However, before gathering the soul, one must first open the path of the dead. This is not something that just anyone can do. Generally speaking, only those who guide the spirits of the dead can open it, and these spirits, from a worldly perspective, are similar to what can be called "ghost messengers". In short, living people who can open the path of the dead are absolutely special existences.

  Chen Feng adjusted his monocle and his gaze fell on Gu Yin standing in front.

  The night was quiet and heavy, as time passed, the temperature seemed to drop lower and lower, until finally, even Song Meng, a stout man, started shivering with cold. That chill was different from ordinary coldness, it was a piercing chill that went into the bone marrow, it was the feeling of yin energy spreading up from the ground.

  Just as Song Meng couldn't help but think of getting back in the car, Gu Yin moved forward a step, raised his hand and drew a line in the air. A faint silver light flashed through the darkness before quickly disappearing from view. Following this action, a strange gust of wind suddenly sprang up around them, not fierce but making people feel extremely uncomfortable, as if they were desperately gasping for breath but couldn't catch their breath.

  Here!

  Song Meng didn't see anything, but Chen Feng's eye behind his monocle narrowed slightly, and he saw a starry fluorescent light appear above Qin Fei's position.

  Qin Fei looked up, gazing at the increasingly dense specks of light in the sky above. His initially tense emotions suddenly vanished, and he calmly watched those lights.

  As the timing was almost ripe, Gu Yin was about to remind Qin Fei to take action, but saw that Qin Fei had already picked up his brush. The golden sand at the tip of the brush drew a flowing light in the dark night, and then began to wander on the white paper. The tip of the brush left behind the scriptures on the white paper, shining with a faint glow. As the scriptures were written word by word, a golden glow also rose from Qin Fei's body, gradually expanding until it enveloped the land where he stood.

  "Heavens……" Chen Feng's eyes widened in shock, his face filled with incredulity as he stared at Qin Fei. He knew that the person who picked up the Golden Brush of Sealing must be someone with great merit, but ordinary people with great merit wouldn't have an aura visible to the naked eye. Yet, the aura surrounding Qin Fei was already apparent even without the special monocle - what kind of immense merit would it take for such a phenomenon to occur?!

  Just as Chen Feng was stunned, Qin Fei had already finished writing. The Buddhist scriptures on the white paper suddenly flew up from the paper and danced in the air, wrapping around the faint glow of the soul. Then it transformed into a golden light that rushed into the jade altar in front of the white paper. The originally cracked scriptures on the surface of the jade altar were instantly restored to completeness.

  A familiar red-clad woman floated out of the jade altar, Qin Fei looked at her, and the dark golden light in his eyes slowly flowed, revealing a picture that transcended time and space before him.

  The selfless Shen Qianlan, the vengeful spirit consumed by hatred, Ye Cheng's tears from that lifetime, and his three kneels and nine knocks as he begged people everywhere to save Shen Qianlan, spending three years searching for Qin Fei from that lifetime, and that resolute determination to pay any price...

  "This is why you still remember to save Ye Cheng even after becoming a vengeful spirit......" Qin Fei said in a low voice.

  Shen Cai Lan nodded slightly, gazing into the distance in the direction where Ye Cheng was, "It was he who had asked for help and saved me, but ended up getting trapped himself. He has family, people who love him, so later on I made him forget about me, that's why he married another woman and had children and grandchildren, living a happy life."

  It was she who made him forget her, but in the end, there was still a hint of unwillingness, so he couldn't help but search for his reincarnation again and again, wanting to see him one more time, but unexpectedly, this time, that hint of unwillingness almost harmed him...

  "Shen Qianlan has caused trouble for Master En again." Shen Qianlan bowed respectfully to Qin Fei, then glanced at Ye Cheng and said in a low voice, "I won't see him again from now on."