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Chapter 457 Guests
The place Li Da Nao mentioned is indeed not far.

By car, it should take about two or three days to get there.

Yeah, two or three days.

Not far.
Li Sanli drove with a cold sweat dripping down his face, while Zhou You sat in the back seat with his legs crossed, munching on a pancake and watching him with a 'crunch crunch' sound.

There was no murderous intent in his eyes, and he even had his usual smile on his lips, but for some reason, Li Sanli still felt a chill run down his spine.

—How should I put it? It felt like being watched by a prehistoric behemoth.
That's strange, why didn't I find this guy so creepy before?
To break the awkward atmosphere, Li Sanli said with a dry laugh.

"Hey, Lao Zhou."

"Click, click."

He bit into his pancake, saying nothing.

"I'm really sorry this time."

"Click, click."

"But I also have my reasons."

"Click, click."

Finally, Li Sanli could no longer bear the torment and sat down in despair.

"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong! It's all my fault. I thought Longtaipo was the one near our city, but who would have thought it was so far away? Old Zhou, you can kill me or do whatever you want, but considering I drove for two days and two nights, at least let me tell Xuanxuan my last words before you kill me, okay?"

Looking at the fat man who seemed impervious to boiling water, Zhou You, with a pancake in his mouth, smiled and pursed his lips.

After all that effort and wasted two precious days of vacation, it would be a lie to say he had no complaints. But since he had spent so much time in the script, enduring all sorts of hardships, he wasn't too tired after all this.

In addition, the little ghost girl in the house also knows how to use a computer, so sending a message won't make the other person worry.

Zhou You was just quite curious.

This fat guy usually sits whenever he can and lies down whenever he can. When did he become so proactive?

Hearing Zhou You's question, Li Sanli also sighed.

"Old Zhou, you know I've personally experienced ghosts and monsters, and I know how torturous they are. Besides, those people were our juniors, and they all died so tragically. I really couldn't bear to watch."

—When did you become so serious?

But then, the guy chuckled.

"Besides, Lao Zhou, I've seen you've been single for so long, don't I want to introduce you to a girlfriend? Hahaha."

Well, every time I try to show you some respect, you pull this stunt.

Zhou You shook his head, but eventually put down his snacks, leaned against the car window, and closed his eyes to rest.

— About two or three hours later.

The car stopped in front of a villa complex.

Although it's called a villa, it's more like a mountain resort, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, with an elegant environment. It was nearing dusk, and all that could be seen were the gray and white buildings arranged in a staggered manner, with sharp eaves piercing the afterglow of the setting sun. The walkway was surrounded by bamboo forests, winding through a semi-wild garden, and finally converging into a picturesque scene of Yunqi's verdant landscape.

Zhou You looked up at the scenery and said with emotion.

"Wow, she looks even richer than Peng Jiayan. What does that girl's family do?"

Unlike him, Li Sanli stood there for a while before forcefully poking Zhou You.

"How would I know? I only know she's a rich woman, but I've never heard of her. Anyway, let's go in first and see."

Zhou You nodded casually, seemingly not paying much attention—after all, he was a man of the world, having seen the Hidden King's palace, a magnificent spectacle that seemed to stretch from mountains to the sea. Now, looking at the others...
It can only be considered average.

after that.

Although both of them were dressed simply, the security guards at the resort seemed to have been informed beforehand. After a quick verification of their identities, they let them in.

However, unlike the tall and burly man, each of these security guards seemed somewhat fearful and uneasy, especially when they had to step into some dimly lit places. They would always quicken their pace and leave the vicinity as if they were fleeing.

Li Sanli originally wanted to ask for directions, but after being turned away several times, he scratched his head inexplicably.

"What are these guys doing? Why are they all looking like they've seen a ghost?"

"Who knows? Maybe it really is a ghost."

Zhou You replied with a smile, then turned his gaze to a certain place.

There, under a streetlamp, a yellow talisman was discreetly pasted.

It doesn't have any magical power, but the talisman itself is a Fengdu Ghost-Binding Talisman, and it should have been drawn by everyone.

It is usually used to seal away evil spirits, suppress demons, bind ghosts, and subdue monsters.

He rubbed his chin and laughed with interest.

It was originally just something I did on a whim, hoping to earn a little extra money on the side, but now...
This is getting more and more interesting, hehe.

The girl's home is located in the heart of this mountain resort.

Even from Zhou You's rudimentary understanding of feng shui, this is a first-rate location—it faces the winding Jade Belt Water, with a wide open space in front, and according to the mountain's shape, the house is located at the dragon's head position.

Judging from the layout, this should be a dragon head drawing in water, with nine bends opening up the body. It is an excellent feng shui arrangement that gathers wealth and dispels evil. Normally, the family members would never encounter any ghostly or evil spirits. Even if some blind little ghost occasionally came by, it would probably be scared away by such good fortune.

Li Sanli couldn't tell the difference. He just looked at the glamorous decor, sighed again about the damned capitalists, and then led Zhou You inside.

But immediately, both of them were taken aback.

Without him.

There are quite a lot of people in this room.

The hall was spacious enough, but it was crowded with people at the moment.

Moreover, they are all in the same industry.

One was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a peach wood sword, with a shaved head, and the other was dressed in a Zhongshan suit with flowing white hair.
Of course, those alone wouldn't be so bad; the main thing is...
At least in the eyes of the two brothers, everyone here still had a lot of airs about them.

The man in the Taoist robe was flanked by several young Taoist disciples; they certainly looked like sages. The man wielding a peach wood sword, accompanied by two attendants dressed in black, exuded an imposing aura, but he seemed more like a cosplayer than someone exorcising ghosts. The monk, on the other hand, was alone, but his attire was truly luxurious: a bright red kasaya and a seven-jeweled rosary. It was unclear which temple's abbot he had wandered off to.
Such a diverse array of things is like a chaotic dance of demons and monsters, leaving one overwhelmed with its variety.

only.

At this moment, all eyes were on the two people who had just entered.

Moreover, the emotions expressed were, naturally, hardly friendly.

Li Sanli shuddered and instinctively shrank behind Zhou You—this guy has never been very brave—and the other person just gave him a light kick, then cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Excuse me, everyone, is this Miss Lin Huan's home?"

Unexpectedly, saying it only intensified the hostility.

After a long pause, the old man in the Zhongshan suit tugged at his beard and said proudly.

"Junior."

Zhou You had originally intended to say a few polite words, but upon hearing those two condescending words, he immediately curled his lip.

Before the guy could even speak, he smiled and retorted in a very sarcastic tone.

"Sir, do we know each other? Why are you calling me 'junior' as soon as we meet? Besides, it's already after the millennium, and the Democratic Republic of Congo has internet access. Can we change how we address each other?"

The man in the Zhongshan suit was taken aback, but quickly, the bald man next to him put his hands together and replied amicably.

"Amitabha Buddha, why are you so angry, benefactor? We've only just met."

—Don't you know that peacemakers get struck by lightning?

Zhou You rolled his eyes and completely ignored him.

As for the Taoist priest, he merely glanced at Zhou You's shirt, which cost thirty yuan a piece, and sneered.

He didn't speak, but his tone clearly showed his disdain. In the end, it was the one with the peach wood sword who approached.

"My friend, I'm sorry, we just had a heated debate, and everyone seemed like a con artist. Of course, that doesn't mean you're a con artist, but you don't look like someone in the know. Could you tell me which school you studied under?"

His voice was polite, but his words were full of veiled threats.

Zhou You maintained his smiling expression and remained silent.

The man with the peach wood sword paused for a moment, but wasn't annoyed. Instead, he took out a gilded business card from his pocket and handed it over.

"Let me introduce myself first. I am a council member of the China Taoist Association and the vice president of the China Folklore Research Association."

The business card did indeed have a string of names on it, and each one was quite impressive.

But Zhou You's response
They didn't take any action at all.

He simply squeezed the business card, feeling that the paper was of moderate stiffness, then casually folded it into a delicate paper airplane and tossed it outside.

—It landed perfectly in the trash can.

This time, everyone looked at him as if he were mentally ill.

Of course, the person in question wouldn't care at all.

"Are you kidding? I've done so many world-saving jobs, I've met all sorts of powerful figures, from hidden kings to Empress Dowager Cixi, and at the very least, some kind of powerful gangster boss. You're all clearly not interested in me, why would I pretend to be friendly with you?"
Then all my work was for nothing?

However, just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, Li Sanli walked out with an awkward smile.

"Haha, everyone, sorry, my brother here has a bit of a mental problem, don't mind him, don't mind him."

As he spoke, he tugged at Zhou You's sleeve, forcibly pulling him aside, and then whispered something.

"Holy crap, Lao Zhou, what's gotten into you? You were fine just now, why are you suddenly so hostile?"

Zhou You seemed to change his expression, smiling as he patted Li Sanli on the shoulder.

"It's nothing, I just can't stand some people who pretend to be mysterious."

After saying that, he turned to the group of people.

Although he said that, there wasn't a trace of a smile in his eyes.
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This tense atmosphere continued until the host arrived.

—He was a middle-aged man.

He was probably around forty or fifty years old, and he looked very well-maintained. His clothes, though the brand was unclear, were likely custom-made. His face carried both the shrewdness of a businessman and the authority of someone long accustomed to a position of power.
However, at this moment, his face was full of worry and fatigue. Although he tried to cover it up, his severe dark circles were still very noticeable.

Upon seeing this person enter, the one carrying the peach wood sword—the same guy who claimed to be a member of the council of the China Taoist Association—rushed forward to greet him with a broad smile.

"Mr. Lin, it's been a long time! What are you doing here?"

Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man nodded.

"I'm sorry everyone, something came up in the middle of the process, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

This time, even those few seemingly ethereal or pretentious masters stood up and repeatedly expressed their politeness.

"Just a moment, just a moment / Mr. Lin, you're too kind / Please don't mind."

Only Zhou You, for some reason, felt that this person looked familiar, and suddenly spoke up.

"Hey buddy."

The middle-aged man turned his head, seemingly somewhat taken aback.

"Friend, are you calling me?"

Zhou You nodded.

"Hey bro, is your surname Feng?"

"Not surnamed".

"Did you ever have the surname Feng?"

"My surname has been Lin since I was born."

"Do you have any plans to change your surname to Feng?"

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Just then, Li Sanli finally realized what was happening and hurriedly pulled Zhou You back, then repeatedly apologized to the people next to him with a smile.

"Old Zhou, are you crazy? What's wrong with you today?"

Zhou You didn't reply, but instead rubbed his chin and carefully looked at the face.

"Although they look different, I always feel like Feng Zhengye looks so much like him. Damn, there can't be such a coincidence, can there?"

The middle-aged man was quite shrewd; although he was completely baffled, he didn't dwell on it and instead looked around.

He quickly noticed the tense situation and shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's my fault. I was so anxious to find someone to save my daughter that I forgot about the issues between you all. By the way, you haven't introduced yourselves yet, have you? I'll take the liberty of doing so."

Having said that, the middle-aged man, without asking anyone's permission, opened his palm and pointed it at the one holding the peach wood sword.

"This is Mr. Wen, whom everyone knows. He is a member of the council of the China Taoist Association. I am very grateful to him for helping me gather so many experts and talents in such a short time. I thank him in advance."

The man with the peach wood sword bowed to those around him.

Then, it was aimed at the monk.

"This is Master Zhiguang of Putuo Temple. He is a highly respected monk. He has condescended to come and help us. We are truly grateful."

The monk chanted a Buddhist prayer, put his hands together, and bowed.

Next up was the one in the Zhongshan suit.

"This is Master Tang from the Guamen sect. He usually teaches in Beijing, but he specially flew here to lend a hand."

The man in the Zhongshan suit gave Zhou You a cold glance, but still returned the greeting.

Then came the Taoist priests.

"This is Zhang Kewang, a true disciple of Longhu Mountain. I am extremely grateful that he came to exorcise evil spirits for my daughter."

However, when it came to this person, he didn't stand up at all, but nodded arrogantly, as if that was enough to say hello.

To be fair, the middle-aged man was quite skilled; after several introductions that were neither humble nor arrogant, the tense atmosphere was completely dispelled.

Well, to put it simply, there aren't many good-for-nothings who can amass such wealth.

Finally, he turned to look at Zhou You.

He remembered the interruption vividly, but he only regarded Zhou You as someone's follower until a subordinate next to him whispered a few words in his ear, at which point he suddenly realized what was going on.

"And this is Mr. Zhou, introduced by my daughter's friend. His family has been studying folklore for generations. Although he is still young, he is quite a promising young man."

It would have been better if it hadn't been introduced, but once it was, it became clear...
Instead, everyone except him and Li Sanli looked at him with contempt.

Well, among this group of experts, folklorists are indeed not well-liked.

However, Zhou You didn't care at all; he simply looked up and glanced at it.

A chilling atmosphere permeated the air, clearly similar to the situation in that apartment.

However, none of the people present seemed to notice—except for one thing.

Yes, stuff.

So he smirked and laughed.

"Brother Lin, let's not waste time. You specially invited so many 'experts' over here. It can't be just for polite conversation and catching up, right?"

(End of this chapter)