With a talisman, Zhang Chuyue's condition instantly improved.
Though temporary, it filled her with surprise.
She had taken so much medicine and seen so many doctors this week with no effect.
Yet, I had merely burned a strand of hair.
With a simple talisman, she felt considerably more at ease.
She looked at me in disbelief, taking several deep breaths, appearing very comfortable.
I smiled and nodded:
“It’s good that you feel better. With this talisman, you won’t be startled awake anymore.
Rest well now.
Leave the rest to me.”
Zhang Chuyue was genuinely exhausted, especially after the oppressive feeling had just disappeared.
Sleep washed over her like a tide, her eyelids drooping heavily.
She yawned.
She nodded to me:
“Please, Qin Ze!”
With that, she lay back down.
She hadn’t slept for over sixty hours; she was simply too tired.
As soon as her eyes closed, she fell asleep.
Even breaths emanated from her nose and mouth…
Zhang Youguo and the butler looked on with shocked expressions.
“Miss, miss is asleep…”
Zhang Youguo also walked to the bedside. Finding his daughter sleeping soundly with steady breathing, he was quite astonished.
He had called so many doctors to treat her, but none could help.
With my mumbling and fiddling, Chuyue had fallen asleep.
Even though Zhang Youguo never believed in fate, nor in Feng Shui or supernatural phenomena.
He believed he had reached his current position solely through his own efforts, not by believing in those ethereal gods and Feng Shui.
He disdained people like me.
But now, no matter what method I used.
As long as it allowed Zhang Chuyue to sleep for a while, it was good.
At the same time, his attitude towards me was no longer so resistant…
I paid no mind to Zhang Youguo’s expression, only dragging the Bagua disk used for checking for unclean things.
I turned again to Zhang Youguo beside me and said:
“Uncle Zhang, I need to check the house first to determine how clean it is.”
Zhang Youguo was less resistant towards me now, his brow less disdainful.
He nodded slightly:
“Please do! Old Li, take Xiao Qin around!”
He said, looking at the old man beside him who called himself the butler.
But the butler seemed lost in thought.
He was frowning now, as if contemplating something.
Seeing that the butler hadn't heard him, Zhang Youguo couldn’t help but raise his voice:
“Old Li…”
“Oh! Chairman.”
The butler startled awake, snapping back to attention.
Zhang Youguo, with displeasure, his tone becoming a bit more serious:
“Old Li, take Xiao Qin for a tour.”
“Yes, yes, alright, Chairman!
Mr. Qin, please…”
As he spoke, the butler forced a smile, but a hint of worry flickered in his eyes.
Afterward, I paid no further attention to Zhang Youguo in the room or the sleeping Zhang Chuyue.
Dragging the Bagua disk, I followed the butler out of the room.
We began to inspect each room on this floor, one by one.
To ensure that the entire villa was absolutely clean and free of any unclean presences.
The villa was huge, with over a dozen rooms.
And it was fully equipped with private cinemas, entertainment rooms, gyms, and so on, not to mention a medical room, a sauna, and such.
I was truly opening my eyes today.
It’s truly good to be rich; one can enjoy all this at home.
I started checking from the second floor, then the third, first, basement one, basement two. As I prepared to go down to basement three.
The compass needle, which had been relatively steady, suddenly began to shake.
The amplitude was not large, but it was indeed swinging left and right.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but narrow my eyes. This was clearly a sign of abnormality.
So, I went directly down to the third basement level.
But at this moment, Butler Li suddenly spoke to me:
“Mr. Qin, the third basement level is the garage.
There’s nothing there except cars.
Do you still need to check?”
Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at Butler Li.
I smiled:
“Even if it’s just a garage, it needs a thorough check.
After all, unclean things like to be in dark, shaded places…”
After speaking, I began to check around the garage.
Beside me, Butler Li’s expression turned somewhat strange, as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.
Though he remained silent, my peripheral vision caught his peculiar movements.
There were several luxury cars in the garage, each worth millions.
But my attention was mostly focused on the Bagua disk in my hand.
Because the needle in the Bagua disk was swinging with increasing amplitude.
It was clear that there was a trace of ghostly energy on the third basement level.
Of course, the presence of ghostly energy didn't necessarily mean the house was unclean.
After all, there were so many wandering spirits in the world.
The underground garage connected to all the residences in the community. The underground space was dark and vast.
A few wandering spirits inside were not a major issue.
But as long as they weren't residing in a dwelling, I wouldn't interfere.
So, I held up the Bagua disk and began checking up and down.
To ensure that Chuyue's house was truly clean.
However, after my inspection, I found that the result was not so.
This house was indeed not clean.
Because I discovered a small door on the left side of the garage, possibly for storing miscellaneous items.
The closer the Bagua disk got to that room, the more it shook.
Even I could faintly sense strands of Yin energy seeping out.
Sensing this situation, my expression couldn't help but darken.
I began to approach that room, the needle spinning more violently, and the Yin energy growing stronger.
This storage room had a problem.
Putting away the Bagua disk, I directly took out the eye-opening medicine and sprayed it twice on my eyelids.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw wisps of grayish-brown mist, invisible to the naked eye, continuously emerging from the gap of the storage room.
Indeed, there was a ghost hidden in this storage room.
Thinking of this, I intended to open the door and see what kind of unclean thing it was.
However, just as I approached the room and prepared to open the door.
Butler Li suddenly blocked my path, then smiled and said to me:
“Mr. Qin, this room is just a small storage room for paint and such.
I didn’t bring the key down with me.
I think there’s no need to check further, lest it dirty your clothes.
After all, we come and go in cars every day, so there definitely won’t be any unclean things here.”
Although Butler Li spoke with a smile.
His expression was uneasy.
And the more he acted like this, the more I felt something was amiss.
In fact, I suspected that he might have known the situation in the storage room beforehand.
Otherwise, why would he vehemently prevent me from approaching the storage room, and even more so, not want to open the door for me to check?