After Transmigrating as the Northeast CEO's Pampered Little Husband - Chapter 27

“It is artificial. You’ve offended someone, and they want your life.” Gu Jiaoyang stood up and circled Zhu Zhengwen. Under everyone’s puzzled gaze, he spoke slowly, then used his index finger to flick a thread of resentment that was invisible to Zhu Zhengwen.

“The binding isn’t tight. It seems the other party’s cultivation isn’t particularly profound.”

“How about this? Do you have a hundred yuan note on you?”

“Yes… I do!” Zhu Zhengwen hurriedly pulled a handful of cash from his wallet and handed it to Gu Jiaoyang.

The system in his sea of consciousness was playing dead; Gu Jiaoyang had prodded it for ages without a response, so he couldn’t be bothered to fuss over it anymore. Relying on himself was better than relying on anyone else—if the system was useless, then so be it.

“Keep these two talismans close to your body, and put this one under your pillow. I’ll write you a prescription—follow the instructions exactly when you get back. Take the baths you need to take, replace the furniture you need to replace. When doing the deep clean, you must do it yourself personally. Throw away anything in the house that leaves no deep impression or feels unfamiliar. Do this for three days, and your situation will improve.”

Gu Jiaoyang tapped Zhu Zhengwen’s wrist with his finger, took three notes, folded them into small ingots, and placed them back in Zhu Zhengwen’s palm. He then returned to the sofa, took a pen and paper from the small drawer, and began writing and drawing.

Although the cultivator who guided the resentment thread to the wrong person might have a higher rank than him, perhaps due to the restrictions of this world, the guidance spell wasn’t very deep. Therefore, untying it wasn’t too strenuous. As long as he severed the false connection between Zhu Zhengwen and the vengeful spirit for a period, the spirit, having lost its target, would automatically generate new resentment threads to find the true culprit.

Of course, perhaps the person who let the spirit find Zhu Zhengwen as a scapegoat was the true culprit, but Gu Jiaoyang wasn’t going to tell Zhu Zhengwen that. He needed to discover it for himself.

This was the professional ethics of their trade: see through it, but don’t speak it.

“Done. This is my bank account number. Remember to transfer the money.” Gu Jiaoyang finished the last stroke, handed the paper to Zhu Zhengwen, and indicated that the matter was resolved—they could leave.

“That’s it? No need to…” Invite a god for a dance, or perform a shamanistic ritual?

Zhu Zhengwen rubbed his large belly, holding the paper ingots and the prescription, looking completely bewildered.

“What else did you expect? Our sect values efficiency and science. We don’t do all that messy nonsense. Just do as I say, and you’ll be fine in three days. If you’re not, we can talk then. At worst, come back and find me… What, you don’t believe me? If you don’t want me to treat you, forget it. Give the talismans back.” Gu Jiaoyang rolled his eyes at Zhu Zhengwen and reached out to take back the folded ingots.

“No, no, no, no! How could I not believe you, Master? I’ll go back and do exactly as you said, down to the finest detail…” Although Zhu Zhengwen felt it was a bit unreliable, seeing Gu Jiaoyang actually reach out for the ingots, he immediately stuffed them into his shirt pocket and covered them with his hand, frantically proving his belief.

“Oh. Bye-bye then.” Gu Jiaoyang retracted his hand and leaned back against Dai Gucan, looking like he couldn’t be bothered to deal with them anymore.

“Then please rest, Master. I will definitely treat you to a meal another day.” Zhu Zhengwen finished speaking, grabbed Old Li, and left tactfully. Without saying another word, he cradled the paper Gu Jiaoyang had written and left the Dai residence.

Dai Gucan held his goji berry tea in silence throughout the entire process. He watched helplessly as the female ghost followed the two men out of his front door. Only then did he take another sip of tea and turn to look at Gu Jiaoyang.

“Why can’t I see your… jellyfish?”

“Jellyfish?”

“…The white thing around your body.”

“That’s the soul body. It’s normal that you can’t see mine. My divine soul is very powerful; unless I want them to, others cannot see it.”

“I see.” Dai Gucan put down his teacup and reached out to hold Gu Jiaoyang’s small hand.

“…You are a cultivator, so what is your daily life like? Is it like in the novels, flying through the skies, burrowing through the earth, and being omnipotent?” Once he accepted this setting, Dai Gucan began thinking about the web novels he read in middle school. Even though he had started absorbing massive amounts of business information at that age, he inevitably read a few fantasy novels that every boy read.

No. Actually, sometimes they struggled just to eat. And he hadn’t taken the flight qualification test even by adulthood because the exam fee was too expensive, not to mention the air traffic control in their area was quite strict.

Gu Jiaoyang also liked reading fantasy novels during his teenage phase. However, their fantasy novels were mostly based on historical fiction. After all, they were in a fantasy world passed down to the present; although it was in decline, many elders still remembered the past glories.

Gu Jiaoyang had originally thought Mr Dai would find his abilities hard to accept, but he hadn’t expected him to accept it so quickly and even show considerable interest.

Fine, he had overthought it.

Gu Jiaoyang let his hand be held by Dai Gucan, feeling the warmth transmitted through their skin. Perhaps because he had revealed his secrets, there was a feeling of increased intimacy. Gu Jiaoyang spoke about some his experiences in his original world and poured a few more streams of spiritual energy into Dai Gucan, which would both soothe the mind for better sleep and strengthen the body.

While Gu Jiaoyang was discussing life and ideals with Mr Dai, things were not so harmonious on Zhou Cheng’s side.

“Not answering the phone… a dead pig indeed!!!” Zhou Cheng threw his phone onto the table. Zhu Zhengwen’s disappearance had agitated him to the extreme. He watched as the momentum of the bots he had bought, which was initially good, began to plummet inexplicably for various reasons. Zhou Cheng knew how good-looking Gu Yangyang was. Since they were taking the same route, only one of them could survive.

Therefore, he absolutely could not let the fans know that Gu Yangyang also had looks!!!

Moreover, he couldn’t swallow the insult of Gu Yangyang rolling his eyes at him during the meet-and-greet! For such naked provocation and humiliation, he would absolutely make him pay the price!

“Hello? Master? Can’t you help me again?” Zhou Cheng grabbed a handful of his own hair, then picked up his phone and dialled another number.

This time, the call was answered after a short wait. The voice on the other end belonged to a somewhat short, middle-aged man. Through the phone speaker, the voice sounded strangely pleasant.

“Young friend, I remember telling you very clearly. If you have no connection or entanglement with the person themselves, no matter how much money you spend, the curse won’t be very effective. You could get your friend to take the fall because you grew up together and your fates are intertwined. But the target you want to deal with now shows no signs of entanglement with you. I cannot perform the ritual.”

The middle-aged man’s tone was flat, but Zhou Cheng could still hear a hint of impatience.

Afraid of offending the man, he didn’t dare ask further, so he had to let it go. After apologising, he tossed the phone aside and slumped back into his chair.

Was Mercury in retrograde this month? Why was nothing going right?!

Zhou Cheng lay in the chair, staring blankly at a photo of a beautiful woman on his computer…

Wait! Photos!

Zhou Cheng suddenly thought of a great method. He hurriedly opened his messaging app, poked the bot studio, and told them his new idea.

He was very certain that with this one move, Gu Yangyang would roll out of Orange Blossom forever, just as he wished!!!

“Old Zhu… is that ingot of yours useful? How do you feel?” Old Li, having accompanied Zhu Zhengwen home, closed the front door and drank a large glass of water to calm his nerves before turning to ask about the effect.

“I just got home, so I can’t tell yet. But I feel like it’s not as gloomy as before. Anyway, I feel more assured, not scared anymore.” Zhu Zhengwen also drank a large glass of water. He patted the ingot placed against his chest and thought for a moment.

“That’s probably psychological, isn’t it?” Old Li laughed and patted Zhu Zhengwen’s shoulder. “But you’d better keep holding that ingot as the Master requested. And do what’s on the paper. Tomorrow I’ll go with you to buy stuff for the bath—wait, isn’t the deep clean first?”

“Let me check… No, the Master wrote to wash twice. Wash once before the deep clean, and wash again after finishing the work.” Zhu Zhengwen carefully took the paper out of his pocket, looked at it twice, and, feeling uneasy, went to the utility room to find the widest sellotape. He had Old Li hold the life-saving paper while he taped it up completely, front and back.

If it weren’t for the lack of a laminating machine at home, Zhu Zhengwen would have laminated the paper and stuck it to a plastic board to enshrine it.

“Alright then, let’s try it tonight.” Old Li helped Zhu Zhengwen with the tape. Neither of them noticed a grey shadow flicker on the living room wall, which then dissipated with a bang as if hit by something.

If the two of them had eyes infused with spiritual power by Gu Jiaoyang like Dai Gucan, they would have discovered that behind them, the vengeful spirit had just tried to reach out to strangle their necks. However, just as it got within five metres, a glittering, large gold ingot appeared out of thin air and crushed it to the floor. It instantly melted into the shadows and couldn’t come out for ages.

The large ingot that had pressed the vengeful spirit back into the shadows spun in place, then vanished.

During dinner, when Dai Gucan saw the steamed buns heated up by the kitchen auntie, he nearly choked on his water. Just like the steaming hot buns, the scorching memories of the previous night indisputably surfaced in his mind. He couldn’t chase them away. The head-heating embarrassment kept Dai Gucan in a stiff posture as he ate.

Gu Jiaoyang thought Mr Dai was struggling to accept the fact that he was a cultivator again, until he noticed Mr Dai avoiding looking at the buns. Only then did he realise what Mr Dai was actually fretting about.

“Mr Dai? Actually… actually, our sect has a rule. Once we enter the mortal world and have intimate skin-to-skin contact with a mortal, we are bound to that mortal as a Daoist companion for life.”

“You… you broke my Dao body. I can never return to the mountain now…” Gu Jiaoyang blinked slyly, staring at Dai Gucan with an innocent look.

He didn’t care if his lie got exposed; teasing Mr Dai for a moment was what mattered most!

“Pfft… Cough cough cough cough…”

Dai Gucan, who had been trying desperately to suppress his memories, was thoroughly choked by the content of his little friend’s words. For the first time in his life, he lost his composure at the dinner table. This time, his face truly flushed red from holding it in.

It seemed… fantasy novels really were written like that. Cultivation requires few desires and a pure heart; once the vows are broken, problems arise…

Dai Gucan pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, suddenly feeling a mountain of pressure.

The person who broke the vows was him. Ruining the boy’s university entrance exams was one thing, but to have crushed his path to Daoist immortality as well…

What a sin…

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