Chapter 16
Miss Shen is Actually A Bigshot in Witchcraft
Fu Shi really registered his marriage with the fortune teller?!
In an instant, Luo Yong felt stupefied.
âPresident Fu.â He quickly pulled Fu Shi out of the door. âWhy did you register your marriage with the fortune teller? Did the fortune teller cast some spell on you? Youâre still engaged to the Su familyâs daughter. What if the old master and the head of the family find out?â
Fu Shi had never accepted his engagement to the Su familyâs daughter. That family was greedy and went back on their word. Whenever he thought of it, he felt disgusted.
âThatâs just their wishful thinking. Tell Father that Iâm already married to someone else. Let him resolve the engagement with the Su family himself.â
Seeing Fu Shiâs unyielding attitude, Luo Yong couldnât say anything else, but he was worried about Shen Chun. Not only had she embarrassed the Su family, but she had also ruined the family head and the old manâs plan. Things probably wouldnât be easy for her in the future.
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Fu Shi and Luo Yong had other things to deal with at the company, so Shen Chun sent the two of them out and went to her brotherâs ward.
Shen Chi woke up once in the morning, but now, he fell asleep again.
He was seven years old this year, but because he had been weak and sickly since he was young, he looked much younger than his peers. The little fellow was curled up obediently under the blanket, and his pale face made oneâs heart ache.
Not only that, but this child was very hapless. Otherwise, he wouldnât have become the target of the ghost bird. However, this was also a calamity in his life. After this, things would definitely turn out well in the future.
With Shen Chun around, she wouldnât let anything happen to Shen Chi.
She sat in the room for a while. Seeing that it was still early, she planned to buy some yellow paper and cinnabar. Most of the thunder talismans from yesterday had been used by the ghost bird, so she had to replenish them in time.
After leaving the hospital, relying on her memories, Shen Chun went to the antique street not far away.
The capital was prosperous, and the antique street was equally lively. The story of the treasure hunt invigorated people, and many people gathered in front of every stall to ask for prices.
However, this sort of place was mostly filled with fakes and imitations. There were very few originals, so Shen Chun wasnât very interested.
She went straight to a small shop deep in the street. The shop was called Hengxiang. It looked inconspicuous, but it was a century-old shop. The things inside were authentic and there was no lack of precious things. Shen Chun often came here to buy yellow talismans in her previous life.
After she pushed the door open and walked in, she saw that the furnishings in the shop had not changed. The shop assistant, who was yawning, immediately rubbed his eyes and stood up when he heard the sound.
âMiss, youâre here to buy something?â He had worked here for more than ten years, but Shen Chun looked unfamiliar, so he asked, âMay I know which family youâre from?â
Shen Chun knew that they would only take out some top-notch goods when they encountered insiders, so she said, âLiu Mangshan.â
Liu Mangshanâs sect master was her junior brother. Her junior brother had received a lot of help from her back then.
âI really couldnât tell.â The shop assistant asked, âThen what do you want to buy? Iâm not bragging, but the things we have are all genuine and impressive.â
âSandalwood, yellow paper, cinnabar, copper coins. All of these have to be the best.â
This was a big order! The shop assistantâs eyes lit up. âAlright, wait for me. Iâll get them for you now.â
After he went to the storeroom happily, Shen Chun found a place to sit down. Then, she heard someone shouting outside, âLook! Itâs Master Bei Chen!â
Master Bei Chen? Shen Chun had never heard of this person.
After she walked to the door and looked out curiously, she saw a middle-aged man in a green Daoist robe walking over with a horsetail whisk in his hand.
There were a few young Daoists behind the middle-aged man. They looked to be in their teens. Each of them was holding an exorcism object in their hands and other people were surrounding them. They looked very imposing.
âWho is this person?â
The old man, who was watching from the side, explained to Shen Chun, âLittle girl, you donât even know this? This is Liu Mangshanâs First Elder. Heâs very famous in the capital. Whether itâs fortune-telling or exorcism, his skills are famous.â
Shen Chun only remembered that Liu Mangshan was very poor, and his disciples were poor as well. He would always complain to her that he was poor. She didnât expect Liu Mangshan to become so imposing a few years after she had died.
âThen whatâs he doing here?â
âTo exorcise ghosts! Here!â The old man gestured for Shen Chun to look at the antique shop beside him. âHeâs here to help that shop exorcise ghosts!â