Chapter 16

Chapter 16
Fu Shi really registered his marriage with the fortune teller?!
In an instant, Luo Yong felt stupefied.
“President Fu.” He quickly pulled Fu Shi out of the door. “Why did you register your marriage with the fortune teller? Did the fortune teller cast some spell on you? You’re still engaged to the Su family’s daughter. What if the old master and the head of the family find out?”
Fu Shi had never accepted his engagement to the Su family’s daughter. That family was greedy and went back on their word. Whenever he thought of it, he felt disgusted.
“That’s just their wishful thinking. Tell Father that I’m already married to someone else. Let him resolve the engagement with the Su family himself.”
Seeing Fu Shi’s unyielding attitude, Luo Yong couldn’t 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 man’s plan. Things probably wouldn’t 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 brother’s 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 one’s heart ache.
Not only that, but this child was very hapless. Otherwise, he wouldn’t 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 wouldn’t 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 wasn’t 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.
“Miss, you’re here to buy something?” He had worked here for more than ten years, but Shen Chun looked unfamiliar, so he asked, “May I know which family you’re from?”
Shen Chun knew that they would only take out some top-notch goods when they encountered insiders, so she said, “Liu Mangshan.”
Liu Mangshan’s sect master was her junior brother. Her junior brother had received a lot of help from her back then.
“I really couldn’t tell.” The shop assistant asked, “Then what do you want to buy? I’m not bragging, but the things we have are all genuine and impressive.”
“Sandalwood, yellow paper, cinnabar, copper coins. All of these have to be the best.”
This was a big order! The shop assistant’s eyes lit up. “Alright, wait for me. I’ll get them for you now.”
After he went to the storeroom happily, Shen Chun found a place to sit down. Then, she heard someone shouting outside, “Look! It’s Master Bei Chen!”
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.
“Who is this person?”
The old man, who was watching from the side, explained to Shen Chun, “Little girl, you don’t even know this? This is Liu Mangshan’s First Elder. He’s very famous in the capital. Whether it’s fortune-telling or exorcism, his skills are famous.”
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 didn’t expect Liu Mangshan to become so imposing a few years after she had died.
“Then what’s he doing here?”
“To exorcise ghosts! Here!” The old man gestured for Shen Chun to look at the antique shop beside him. “He’s here to help that shop exorcise ghosts!”