It had never seen Lu Mingran like this before.
Lu Mingran slammed the cabinet door shut.
"They can't solve it because they're stupid."
Author's Note: Lu Mingran: I'm super fierce.
Chapter 35 Want to take care of your brother? No way (6)
It's easy to say, but the first problem Lu Mingran is facing right now is Gu He.
Gu He wouldn't suspect someone without reason.
The system said that it was fortunate that the Three Kill Curse was actually hidden very well. At first glance, it only appeared to be entangled by Yin energy, so it was not so easy to discover. Otherwise, your mission would have failed long ago.
Lu Mingran still felt lingering fear when he recalled the look in Gu He's eyes that morning. He remembered that in the novel, Xiao Tao was someone who couldn't hide anything from Gu He and often complained that she was destined to be at odds with Gu He for life.
*Snap*—Lu Mingran pulled the cabinet door shut again, somewhat annoyed, then looked up through the kitchen window at the trembling peach tree behind the house.
—How about rubbing against it again?
The plan to mooch off the peach tree ultimately failed because Xiao Jiu called.
Before leaving, Lu Mingran gave Xiao Jiu her phone number and added him on WeChat so it would be convenient for her to transfer money to him for bills. So, whenever Xiao Jiu called, Lu Mingran's first words were:
"It's only ten in the morning, are you eating roasted cabbage so early?"
"What roasted cabbage? I'm looking for you."
Xiao Jiu, who was engrossed in live streaming, had a slightly hoarse voice last night.
“My aunt said I’m really useless, that I can’t even keep an eye on a grown person like you.”
Hmm? Why does that sound so strange?
Xiao Jiu then asked, "Didn't you say your bag was stolen? Did you call the police?"
Lu Mingran smiled.
Yeah, even if you get your toilet paper stolen, it's still being robbed.
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It was already noon after Lu Mingran finished giving his statement at the police station. He stood outside, looked around, took a picture of himself, and sent it to Xiao Jiu. In the photo, he was all smiles, radiating the joy of a good citizen who had upheld his legal rights.
Just as Lu Mingran finished taking the photos, he heard a noisy commotion around him. He looked in the direction of the noise and saw two young men surrounding an old woman, with a police officer trying to mediate.
Both young men were shouting, "I am her son."
The police officers were clearly confused by this "real and fake Monkey King" act, looking around nervously. Finally, the man on the left in the floral shirt couldn't help but shout:
"This charlatan is just like those health product sellers; he'll call anyone who gives him money 'Mom and Dad'!"
The old lady was furious. She grabbed the "son's" hand and started crying, clearly determined to acknowledge him as her son.
In this world, even charlatans are going to such lengths...
To Lu Mingran's even greater surprise, her real son started hitting her. He really was a monster, actually resorting to violence right in front of the police station. The old woman protected her "son" behind her, and the boy took the opportunity to run away.
He was running in the direction of Lu Mingran.
Lu Mingran tactfully made way for the boy, because he was running too fast and too fast, and he couldn't stop him even if he tried. But for some reason, when the boy passed by him, he raised his arm and extended his palm towards him, as if asking for a high-five.
...Lu Mingran instinctively reached out and patted his palm.
Then the man started yelling at the younger policeman, even louder:
"Officer, he has accomplices!"
Lu Mingran: !
What started as a one-man escape eventually turned into a two-man escape.
The boy ran ahead, and Lu Mingran chased after him. The two ran to a secluded street and sat down together on the steps in front of a shop, panting.
"Hey, I've been following you for three blocks... What's your name?"
The person next to him, also panting, turned their head, their eyes, one black and one blue, brimming with laughter:
"I am Chu Feng."
Chu Feng then said to him, "When I passed by you just now, I felt something was wrong with you. How is it? Do you need my help?"
It turns out that even while he was running away, he didn't forget to find another customer for himself.
Seeing that Lu Mingran was only panting and ignoring him, Chu Feng pointed to his eyes and said:
"Do you see? I was born with heterochromia, which makes me different from other people."
At this moment, Lu Mingran finally slowly turned her head.
"Big brother..."
Lu Mingran said, "Your contact lenses are about to fall out."
Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, the two looked at each other and smiled.
Just like Guoguo said, with Gu He around before, people like Chu Feng didn't have that much business. But now it's different; Chu Feng has taken on several orders from elderly people.
After Lu Mingran exposed his mistake, he was neither angry nor annoyed, but laughed self-deprecatingly: "This is why I can only stay in front of the old people."
"Why do you have to lie to people? You could do anything else."
"No, I'm not lying."
Chu Feng suddenly became serious: "I really can travel to the underworld."
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When older generations sought out fortune tellers, they mostly relied on recommendations from others, often from elderly women, Taoist priests, or monks.
Chu Feng sighed, saying that Gu He wouldn't encounter such a problem because he had a master, and a famous one at that, so people trusted him. But Chu Feng was different; he was young, had no master, and no legendary stories to his name, so no one was willing to trust him or hire him.
Left with no other choice, Chu Feng bought himself colored contact lenses and wore them, claiming that he was born with heterochromia. Finally, someone was willing to come to him.
As for why I'm so persistent in doing these things...
After following Chu Feng to his home, Lu Mingran understood.
Chu Feng took out his key and opened the door. As soon as the key turned, the sound of a wheelchair creaking forward came from inside the house.
The door opened, and Lu Mingran immediately saw the boy standing in the entryway. What was unusual was that he wasn't standing, but sitting in a wheelchair, his small body curled up, but his eyes were bright as he looked at Chu Feng.
Unfortunately, after seeing Lu Mingran, the boy's gaze darkened, and his expression turned cold as he wheeled himself back to his room.
“Don’t worry,” Chu Feng pressed down on his wheelchair, “this is a friend your brother brought back. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
After saying that, Chu Feng turned around:
"My younger brother, Chu Anran."
The two brothers moved out to live alone; the room was small but very tidy. Chu Feng went to pour tea, and Chu Anran was sitting opposite Lu Mingran, staring straight at him.
This person really had a sinister aura about him. Chu Feng walked over with the tea and said bluntly, "My brother can communicate with the underworld."
Although they are called brothers, they are not actually related by blood. They are both children from blended families; the boy brought Chu Anran with him, and the girl brought Chu Feng with her.
Later, Chu Anran fell seriously ill, becoming paralyzed in both legs and often talking nonsense. One day, Chu Anran woke up and said that Old Man Ding from the east of the city was gone, and that he had gone to fetch him himself. The adults all thought he was talking nonsense.
However, when a neighbor who worked in the east of the city came to borrow something that evening, he casually remarked, "Hey, Old Man Ding, the shoemaker in the east of the city, is dead. He was a very kind man. It's such a pity."
At that moment, my father's hand holding the bowl trembled, and he almost dropped it.
Seeing that his family members were looking at Chu Anran more and more strangely, and that Chu Anran was talking less and less and locking herself in her room all day, Chu Feng made up his mind that one day he would bring his younger brother out.
Now he has succeeded. In order to make his younger brother less withdrawn, he also plans to let him do some things appropriately, to be appreciated and needed, instead of being treated like a monster as before.
After hearing what her brother had told her about today's events, Chu Anran smiled and said:
"Brother, is that old lady's son causing you trouble? That's ridiculous. Ask him if he even remembers when his father died. What are you pretending to be, being such a filial son?"
"I kindly let the old man climb onto my body and talk to my mother-in-law for a while, which is also a way for him to fulfill his filial duty."
Chu Feng shook his head:
"Alright, stop talking. Anyway, he can't catch me."
Then, Chu Feng glanced at Lu Mingran: "You said you really have something you need my help with... Go ahead, what is it?"
At this moment, Chu Anran also looked at Lu Mingran.
"Um……"
After considering for a moment, Lu Mingran mustered her courage and asked, "Could you bring up any evil spirits or anything like that?"
“What I mean is, please come up here and put him on me.”
To make sure the two brothers understood what he meant, Lu Mingran even demonstrated it on his own body.
The two brothers were stunned and looked at each other.
“Brother,” Chu Anran said, “this is the first time I’ve ever seen someone make such a request.”
"Is this request...too much?" Lu Mingran looked at the two of them.
Chu Anran smiled: "Not too much, I'll grant your wish."
After saying that, Chu Anran stretched out her arm to Chu Feng: "Brother, let's go to the small room."
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This was an idea that Lu Mingran came up with.
He couldn't keep hiding from Gu He like this. Rather than constantly being suspected and constantly trying to get close to the peach tree, he might as well set up a "fake account." Anyway, the system had said that the Three Killing Curse was well hidden, and he could use the yin energy of other ghosts as a cover to get away with it.
On the way back, Lu Mingran tightly clutched a piece of red ink that Chu Feng had given him, saying it was something Chu Anran had concocted that could temporarily suppress the evil spirits on his body.
Chu Feng jokingly added, "If you can really get rid of this evil spirit like you say, then you'll be a hero."
However, Lu Mingran is not a hero; he is just a liar.
When they got back to the restaurant entrance, Lu Mingran casually threw the box of inkpad into the trash can.
Immediately, a familiar sense of oppression and chill swept over him. But because this was not a ghost from the Three Killing Curse, his ghostly aura remained completely unchanged.