Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

"That Nai Peng is dead, how can it not end?"

As the most perceptive person present, Fatty Yu's tone was full of apprehension.

Others would stop when their magic was broken, and that would be the end of the fight.

But Chu Sheng is different; he clearly broke Nai Peng's evil spirit.

You can let the other person go with just a wave of your hand.

But this kid is too ruthless.

They firmly pinned the other party down on the spot, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Boring!" Chu Sheng picked up the amulet coins and rubbed them again and again as if they were precious treasures.

If he had known the opponent was so weak, he wouldn't have used amulets instead of talismans.

Now it needs to be blessed again before it can be used.

"Won't the police come looking for you?" Dai Ran asked worriedly.

"Looking for me?" Chu Sheng curled his lip. "You should trust science."

"I was more than 800 meters away from him, and there are witnesses like you."

"Who can believe that his death is related to me?"

He said this with disdain:

"Besides, it's not even certain whether someone from Southeast Asia has a visa or not."

"No one will care."

Dai Ran said "Oh," and her gaze toward Chu Sheng became more complicated.

"Are all Taoist priests this ruthless killers?"

Chu Sheng curled his lip and glared at her:

"Don't talk nonsense. We, the Xuanmen sect, are compassionate and dedicated to helping people and saving lives. We never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Then he..." Dai Ran wanted to ask Chu Sheng why he killed Nai Peng, but was rendered speechless by the other party's words.

"Because he's not a Chinese citizen." Chu Sheng shrugged, then added, "Our Xuanmen sect is wary of strangers!"

"Pfft—" His words instantly broke the tense atmosphere.

This made the initially frightened people laugh.

Sister Xia decisively transferred the 100,000 yuan consultation fee immediately.

"Did you pay the tax?" Chu Sheng asked seriously.

"Pay...pay taxes?" Sister Xia was completely baffled by him, and secretly glanced at Fatty Yu out of the corner of her eye.

"It's okay, we can make up for it later under Sister Xia's company name."

Fatty Yu reacted quickly and answered the question on behalf of Sister Xia.

"Yes, yes, a little over a thousand yuan, not much." Sister Xia nodded, with a hint of flattery.

"That's good."

Chu Sheng walked up to Bai Xue and saw that her three souls were only slightly weak.

There are no other problems.

"Just get some good sleep and rest for a few days."

"I have something to do."

Dai Ran retorted with displeasure, "What business could you possibly have?"

Chu Sheng curled his lip, "Looking at the house, setting up the main hall."

"Pah!" Dai Ran pouted. "Then you go ahead, Ningning and I will stay here and keep Bai Xue company."

Chu Sheng nodded, took his leave, and departed.

When he left, Fatty Yu offered to see him off.

This fat guy is no ordinary person either.

As someone who attracts spirits, one can earn at least 200 million a year.

He was driving a Grand Cherokee.

Through him.

Chu Sheng had gained some understanding of the entertainment industry.

They can be roughly divided into the Beijing circle, the Hong Kong circle, the Shanghai circle, and the watch circle.

"What is a water gauge bezel?" Chu Sheng asked curiously.

"Hehe, checking the water meter's ring." Fatty Yu replied with a chuckle.

He pointed his finger upwards.

Chu Sheng suddenly realized and chuckled, "They're all rich people."

Fatty Yu then said, "Brother Chu, to tell you the truth, a descendant of one of my friends is planning to sell his ancestral hall."

"It's in the 200 building, two floors, about 140 square meters, and costs 2 million."

"Would you be interested?"

Chu Sheng raised an eyebrow. He had inquired about the housing prices there; every inch of land was incredibly valuable.

The cheapest shops cost 4 yuan per square meter, and even then, there are few and far between.

The price that Fatty Yu offered was practically a half-sale, half-gift deal.

"Could there be something wrong with the house?" Chu Sheng asked doubtfully.

"Haha... Brother Chu is indeed a smart man."

"To be honest, my friend suddenly developed Alzheimer's disease and can't remember people anymore."

"Later generations didn't know how to manage the shrine, and they always forgot to make offerings."

"This displeased the hall masters, and they caused several disturbances."

He paused here:

"Of course. That includes the several hall masters inside as well."

Chu Sheng nodded. "Okay, let's try contacting them."

Fatty Yu was secretly pleased; he had just met Chu Sheng.

I knew he would definitely agree.

So he parked the car on the side of the road and called his friend's descendants.

A pleasant female voice quickly came from the other end of the phone.

I heard they've found someone to take over the house.

The desire was expressed immediately—the sooner the better.

"Uncle Yu, is it alright now?"

"If we can't sell them soon, my dad will be driven crazy by them."

Fatty Yu covered the microphone, his eyes seeking Chu Sheng's opinion.

Chu Sheng nodded: "I have time."

Fatty Yu was quite efficient; he arranged to meet at the headquarters in half an hour.

Incidentally, he also helped Chu Sheng get a name change fee.

Fatty Yu laughed and said, "Master Chu, I know you are a capable person."

"They look down on real estate agents like me."

"But putting everything else aside, I, Fatty Yu, believe I still have some connections in the industry."

"Finding a job or asking a question is no problem at all."

Chu Sheng smiled slightly, "Brother Yu, you flatter me."

"Don't call me a master or anything, just call me Chu Sheng."

Fatty Yu's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity: "Then, brother, if I may be so bold as to call you Brother Chu, is that alright?"

"No problem." Chu Sheng didn't refute; one should always keep a low profile.

The two of them exchanged a few words and became even more familiar with each other.

Fatty Yu is a chatterbox; for every sentence Chu Sheng says, he can say ten.

When the two hundredth day arrived.

Chu Sheng obtained another useful piece of information.

Whether in the entertainment industry or among ordinary people, this is the case nowadays.

The most popular, or rather the most beloved, offerings are to fox spirits, fox demons, and little ghosts.

In the industry, it's jokingly referred to as the "debut three-piece set".

The two got out of the car and stood in front of a shop with a sign that read "Prime Location for Sale".

Fatty Yu made another call to urge him on.

The shop is located in the middle of the 200-square-meter area, and the shops on either side are all about feng shui.

According to Fatty Yu, this group of people have achieved some success in divination and fortune telling.

They tried to ward off evil and avoid taboos, but none of them worked.

His old friend was the only one who still had some ability, but that was all.

A short while later, a person wearing a red bodysuit appeared.

She wore a light blue bodycon skirt with sheer stockings and red high heels, which accentuated her curves when viewed from the side and back.

A pretty girl came running from the street corner.

She first greeted Fatty Yu, then looked at Chu Sheng, her tone lively:

"This must be Master Chu, right?"

"Chu Sheng." Chu Sheng nodded.

"Lin Wan." The woman nodded, took out her key, and unlocked the brass lock on the shop door. "Come in and have a look."

Fatty Yu gestured for them to enter, and he and Chu Sheng went inside together.

The shop was dimly lit, and a faint scent of incense lingered in the air.

In the innermost corner stands an altar, on which are enshrined some deities.

The Grand Master is a fox spirit, whose memorial tablet reads "Fox Spirit Lady, Pure Spirit Lady".

The second and third leaders also did not have divine positions.

The sect leader is also a fox spirit named Su Xiaoyao.

Further ahead, there are several porcelain dolls dressed as infant spirits.

As soon as Chu Sheng took a step, he immediately felt a cold wind rushing towards him, seemingly resisting his presence.

Immediately, a slight smile appeared on his lips as he said:

"You know what, he's pretty fierce."