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If something is discovered to be amiss, it will alert the enemy.

"I think this peak lapel one is quite nice," Lu Wenli suggested, forcing a smile. "It visually elongates the figure, is suitable for important occasions, and makes one appear more unique."

Wu Yong nodded in agreement, picked up the suit that Lu Wenli pointed to, and said, "As expected, only professionals can see the difference. I'll give it a try."

Wu Yong slowly walked away, but the monster behind him stretched out its neck, like a turtle poking its head out, its neck stretching infinitely, looming over Lu Wenli's head, its blood-red maw wide open.

Just as the sharp teeth were about to touch Lu Wenli, his body shone with golden light. The monster not only failed to succeed, but also broke one of its teeth.

The teeth rolled to the ground.

The fitting room door was closed.

Wu Yong then revealed his true colors, angrily rebuking the monster behind him, "What were you doing just now?! What if he found out?"

"It's all because you didn't find me suitable food!" The monster's dark eyes flashed with ferocity. "Don't forget, it was my master who helped you get everything you have now; otherwise, you'd still be that penniless vagrant!"

"I know, I'm looking!" Wu Yong explained, barely containing his anger. "But the one outside is the only heir of the Lu family. If something happens to him, the Lu family won't let it go. Do you and your master think you can still hide then?"

The monster didn't bother to consider why humans needed to be wary of it; it simply warned, "I'm going to get something to eat today!"

"Then go and eat Zou Wenjing's luck! She has plenty anyway," Wu Yong casually replied.

The monster sneered, "Do you think I don't want to? I've almost exhausted all the luck on her, and it's getting worse and worse. You'd better find me something new."

"Understood. I'll tell her to move the wedding forward," Wu Yong said, straightening his suit, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. "After the wedding, her assets will be transferred to my name."

Then we can arrange for her to die an accident.

Outside the door, Lu Wenli trembled as he pulled out two tissues, wrapped them around his teeth on the floor, stuffed them into his pocket, and called out loudly, "Is it done?"

"Alright," Wu Yong said, having changed into his suit and walking out.

Lu Wenli curled the corners of his lips, "Then let's go out and show them, take some photos and see if it's suitable."

The two came out, where Chang Xi and the others were already waiting.

Xia Qingli, suppressing her impatience, said, "Then you two go take some photos. The three of us will wait for you here."

"Okay, if you're hungry, have some cake."

This bridal shop provides excellent VIP customer service and even offers refreshments to its guests.

Watching the two walk away, Lu Wenli slumped onto the sofa, looking pale and sickly. "Master, I almost sent it."

"How so?" Chang Xi asked, glancing sideways.

He took out a tissue from his pocket, unfolded it, and revealed the teeth wrapped inside. "Wu Yong was carrying a monster on his back. Its neck was stretched out like putty. It almost ate me. Luckily, I had the silk bracelet you gave me to protect me, so it didn't succeed. It even broke one of its teeth."

Chang Xi reached out and took it, then held up the tooth through the tissue to look at it.

Xia Qingli was completely bewildered. "What is this thing?"

"They are cow teeth," Changxi recognized them.

"Do cows have teeth?" Xia Qingli had never seen them before.

Chang Xi carefully put the teeth away. "Of course I have them. They're located on my lower jaw, so they're not easy to see. They're from a Qi-eating ghost, a monster that specifically eats people's luck."

Xia Qingli suddenly realized, "Wu Yong is using this ghost to absorb Wenjing's luck! No wonder I've noticed lately that she's always having bad luck, with injuries big and small coming one after another."

"When a person's luck has completely dissipated, it's almost time for them to die," Chang Xi analyzed. "Perhaps Wu Yong wanted Zou Wenjing to die quietly. He would inherit the Zou family's property, and Zou Wenjing had no parents."

"Wenjing's parents passed away early, and their assets are being held in a trust fund. They said they would transfer the assets to her after she gets married."

Chang Xi took out a crumpled talisman from his pocket and handed it to Xia Qingli. "Put this in Zou Wenjing's pillow. If the Qi-eating ghost attacks her, the talisman will react."

"And then, was she alright?"

"Of course not," Chang Xi shook her head. "This is just a pretext. If Wu Yong finds something is wrong, he will definitely move the wedding forward. Once the wedding is moved forward, we can determine whether he is after murder for money."

Also, I think there's something wrong with the red string on Zou Wenjing's wrist. Who gave it to her?

"Wu Yong," Xia Qingli said with a look of disgust, "that thing looks like something you can buy for a dollar at the street market, but Wenjing likes it like she's possessed, saying that he made it by hand and that it's very precious."

"I'll go see if I can buy the same one and replace the red string on her hand. That thing is probably the tool used to control Zou Wenjing's consciousness."

Chang Xi got into Lu Wenli's passenger seat.

"Master, do ghosts have teeth? Why do the teeth of a Qi-eating ghost look like those of a cow?" Lu Wenli asked, his voice filled with a million questions.

While browsing Taobao, Chang Xi replied, "The Qi-eating Ghost is also known as Gandhara, one of the thirty-six hungry ghosts in Buddhism. Gandhara originally referred to a castrated bull, so there is also a saying that the Qi-eating Ghost's true form is a bull."

Lu Wenli nodded knowingly.

Suddenly, a message from Huo Dongjun popped up on her phone screen.

【Are you there?】

Why would this person suddenly message her?

Not here.

On the other end of the phone, Huo Dongjun smiled and replied.

[Huo: Last time in Thailand, you saved my nephew. My sister originally wanted to treat you to a meal to thank you right away, but something else came up. Now that she's finished, she'd like to invite you to dinner to thank you in person. Do you have time?]

[Xuanling: No need for thanks, you've already paid me.]

[Huo: Okay, I won't force you. If you need any help, don't hesitate to ask.]

Speaking of helping, she does indeed have something she needs Huo Dongjun's help with.

Chang Xi sent over a picture of the red rope.

[Xuanling: I couldn't find the red string in this photo online, and I really need it right now. Since you have a wide network, do you know of any vendors that make the exact same thing?]

Huo Dongjun had never seen this style before, but he still assured her.

[Hugh: When do you need it?]

[Xuanling: The sooner the better, lives are at stake. Ideally, we should get it within the next couple of days.]

[Hugh: Leave it to me.]

[Xuanling: That's troublesome.]

Huo Dongjun didn't know the owner of the knitting shop, but he could make it himself.

The material in the photo looks very ordinary; you could buy it anywhere.

He worked late into the night, his ten fingers moving nimbly as if he had done it before. He couldn't recall the past, but the steps of braiding the rope were as if etched into his mind.

Perhaps he was once a craftsman?

Huo Yao passed by his door and saw that the light was still on. She knocked lightly on the door and said, "Dongjun, may I come in?"

"Come in," Huo Dongjun turned around, "Sis, are you still up so late?"

Huo Yao looked visibly tired. "I can't sleep because of your brother-in-law's situation. Maybe we Huo family members aren't suited for marriage."

Huo Dongjun didn't know how to comfort him.

Fortunately, Huo Yao quickly changed the subject, "Are you making a bracelet? For a girl you like?"

"No," Huo Dongjun said somewhat embarrassedly, and quickly explained, "Sister, you've misunderstood. It's Chang Xi."

"Is Chang Xi the girl you like?"