After returning from my cultivation journey, I built a farm through fortune telling.

Chapter 140

After Zhang's mother finished speaking, the whole room fell silent. Zhang Yu paused for a moment and then asked, "Mom, can Uncle Li hear what you're saying?"

"This... how am I supposed to know?" Zhang's mother was also a little uneasy about Zhang Yu's actions: "You, why did you have to go out on the seventh day after Grandpa Li's death?"

"How was I supposed to know it was his seventh day since his death!"

Zhang Yu pursed his lips. He used to only suspect that there were supernatural phenomena in the world, but he was only now truly certain!

It was precisely because he was certain that he became even more afraid!

In the past, even if he was scared, he would only be scared for a while. Once he got home and turned on the lights, his courage would come back!

I will never be as scared as I am right now and go to my mother!

The saying "three men can make a tiger" actually involved an extra person. Mr. Zhang became nervous because of the mother and daughter's neurotic expressions, as if Grandpa Li was standing at their door watching the three of them.

Without even putting on his shoes, he ran over and closed the door, making the room a closed space again, which boosted Zhang Yu's sense of security.

Mr. Zhang walked back, pretending to be calm. He patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder and was about to speak when Zhang Yu reached out from under the covers and slapped his hand away, saying, "Don't pat my shoulder!"

Mr. Zhang: "..."

"Dad, do you think there really is a soul fire on a person's shoulder?"

"...Honey, do we have anything in the house that can ward off evil spirits? Did the child really attract something unclean while he was out?"

Zhang's mother patted him and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"So what's wrong with him now? He's so paranoid, it's creepy!"

"Dad, Mom, I really did see something unclean today..."

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he paused, then called out towards the door, "Uncle Li, I wasn't talking about you!"

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang: "..."

Zhang's mother is now 90% certain that her child has been possessed by an evil spirit!
"Where was I... Oh right! Something unclean! I did encounter something unclean. To be precise, it's not fair to say that Old Xu was unclean. His intentions were good. After all, with him around, the frequency of traffic accidents on this road has dropped dramatically in the past year. He deserves a lot of credit!"

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang exchanged a glance: Okay, it's 100% done!
Mr. Zhang forcibly pressed Zhang Yu down to lie down: "Xiao Yu, go to sleep. You'll feel better when you wake up. Don't be afraid, don't overthink things. Your Uncle Li was so kind when he was alive, he won't become an evil ghost after he dies, and he certainly won't harm you. Besides, our family is protected by our ancestors, so nothing will happen—let's get some rest, we have to go to work tomorrow!"

Is Grandpa Li kind?
If Zhang Yu weren't afraid that Grandpa Li was standing in some hidden corner of his house, out of his sight, he would have burst out laughing. Everyone in the neighborhood, and even the neighboring neighborhood, knew that Grandpa Li was the most disrespectful old man and loved to take advantage of others!

Dad, how could you lie like that?
But he dared not say it, and instead said—

"Oh, Dad! Let me finish! Didn't you tell me this road is cursed? Drunk drivers and those who drive under the influence, this road is their doom, none of them can escape. Do you know why? Because there's a spirit that binds the earth on this road. You know what a spirit that binds the earth? It's a very powerful ghost! He's helping the traffic police maintain order on this road! My classmate's sister calls him Old Xu, and his name is Xu An, courtesy name Shi'an, meaning a lifetime of peace!"

"You teach physics, so you shouldn't be able to write essays this well! And you even gave the Earthbound Spirit a name, you know..." Zhang Yu: "..."

How can someone launch a personal attack against a physics teacher?
"You just mentioned your classmate's sister... what do you mean?" Zhang's mother frowned.

"Mom, you know how to get to the point!" Zhang Yu perked up immediately, jumping up with a spring in his step. "My classmate's sister is a master! She looks incredibly powerful! She can set up formations!"

Although Zhang Yu was far away, he witnessed the whole thing. He was so excited that he wanted to tell his parents everything—especially since Bai Chen hadn't told him not to tell anyone about what happened today!

"Hey, don't you believe me? She really can see ghosts and even communicate with them!"

As soon as he said this, the sound of a glass breaking echoed in the hall. Zhang Yu moved as nimbly as a monkey and immediately scurried back into bed.

Mr. Zhang couldn't hold back any longer and slapped him: "Look at you, you pathetic sight! I'm going out to check on you!"

"Let's stop!" Zhang Yu called out to him, "Let's wait until dawn!"

However, Mr. Zhang had already opened the door. The living room light was on; Zhang Yu had turned it on as soon as he returned. There was no one in the living room, only a broken glass on the floor.

"It's nothing, just a broken cup."

As for why a cup that was perfectly fine on the table would fall to the ground by itself, they don't have cats or dogs, so could it be a mouse? That's not impossible!

Anyway, Mr. Zhang subconsciously didn't think too much about it. He glanced at it and went back to his room. But when he was about to close the door, he encountered an inexplicable resistance. He used a little force and closed the door more than halfway, but there was still a crack that he couldn't close completely. It was as if someone outside was competing with him.

Mr. Zhang was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to shout. His good-for-nothing son was hiding under the covers, and his wife wasn't a brave woman either.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength, but he still couldn't close the door. The door was even pushed open a little by the force from the outside. He felt a chilling coldness that went straight to his bones, and goosebumps immediately covered his chest and back.

Just as Zhang's father was about to call out to Zhang Yu, a rooster's crow pierced the air, and the force that had been resisting Zhang's father suddenly disappeared. Zhang's father couldn't stop in time and rushed forward. The door was slammed shut. He subconsciously looked back at the mother and daughter and found his wife clutching the quilt tightly, looking at him with worry and fear.

Mr. Zhang shook his head at Mrs. Zhang, his legs feeling a little weak as he returned to bed. Looking at his son, who was still covering his head, he was both annoyed and amused. Oh well, since everything was alright now, he decided not to say anything. His son was already timid; any more fright would only make him more scared!

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, sleep a little longer..." Zhang's father pulled some of the blanket that Zhang Yu had taken over and covered himself with it.

Mrs. Zhang lay down as well and whispered, "Leave the light on, don't turn it off..."

"Row……"

The couple remained silent, and in the tense atmosphere, Zhang Yu's snoring could be heard.

He had already drunk quite a bit, and then he went to the traffic police station, saw Voldemort, and learned about Grandpa Li's seventh day memorial service. He was exhausted both physically and mentally, and fell asleep under the covers.

(End of this chapter)