Chapter 36: Is He A Swindler?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mu Rongcheng changed his clothes and met the man in a coffee shop.

The other party was dressed in a suit and tie. He was in his forties and looked like an ordinary businessman. He was completely different from Old Ghost Huang, who dressed in clothes from ancient times.

After seeing Mu Rongcheng, the man offered his business card humbly. It was clear that Boss Jia told him about Mu Rongcheng in advance.

Mu Rongcheng did not take the business card.

Wang Zhan stretched out his hand and took it. After Mu Rongcheng was seated, he carefully placed it on the coffee table in front of Mu Rongcheng.

“…First Virtue Feng Shui Divination Company.” Mu Rongcheng frowned as he read the words on the business card.

The middle-aged man smiled gently. “The older generation built the foundation and the descendants merely inherited the posterity. It’s not worth mentioning in front of you.”

Mu Rongcheng asked, “Do you know Old Ghost Huang?”

The other party nodded. “Mr. Huang is an old-timer in our field.”

Old Ghost Huang did not have a proper name, but since he was quite capable, everyone who knew him called him Demigod Huang. However, although his abilities were good, he was unorthodox with a very poor character, which caused him to end up with the nickname Old Ghost Huang.

Mu Rongcheng hesitated for a moment and said, “I bought a soul jar from Old Ghost Huang, but the soul itself is in a different body now.”

The other party was shocked. “Soul jars are extremely hard to find. They’re the kind of item that you can’t obtain just by searching for it. Mr. Huang is indeed quite amazing to be able to make a soul jar.”

Wang Zhan coughed and reminded him discontentedly. “We didn’t call you here to praise him. Think of a way to solve the problem!”

“That…” The middle-aged man smiled wryly. “Soul jars are mostly used to nourish and revive the soul. Now that the soul is misplaced, even if you want it to… Unless Mr. Huang does it himself, I’m afraid no one will be able to help you.”

Mu Rongcheng remained silent and expressionless.　　

Wang Zhan was exasperated, “If we could find him, then you wouldn’t be sitting here now!” They finally managed to find someone after much difficulty, but the result was such a letdown!

“There are some ways to nourish the soul which you can try. Although there’s no way to let the soul into the soul jar, it’s possible to ensure that the soul remains in good health…”

Mu Rongcheng was quiet for a moment before parting his thin lips and said coldly, “Speak.”

…

About an hour later, the middle-aged man left.

Wang Zhan could not endure it any longer. He reached for the business card left by the other party and studied it over and over.

The front of the card stated his name, contact details, and company name, and the back was his line of work.

“Home feng shui, Purple Star Astrology1, facial physiognomy, Eight Characters marriage analysis2… What the f*ck! He even does tarot divination?” Wang Zhan grew more uncertain the more he looked at it. “Master, did we meet a swindler?” 

Although Old Ghost Huang was not reliable, his methods truly looked mystical and mysterious. However, this person… No matter how you looked at it, he had nothing to do with Taoism!

After talking for half a day about how to nourish the soul, Wang Zhan did not know if it would be effective, but he did know that it sounded flamboyant and flowery. The man sold Mu Rongcheng two unremarkable-looking mobile phone charms for 20,000 yuan and said that it was Kun Lun Hong1 which had been consecrated. 

He said that one charm costs 10,000 yuan and even had the nerve to say that it was already discounted.

Wang Zhan felt his flesh ache on Mu Rongcheng’s behalf. Mu Rongcheng gave him a sideways glance. “You were the one who found him.”

Wang Zhan shivered and hurriedly shrugged off the connection. “Master, he was introduced by Boss Jia!”

Boss Jia would not introduce a swindler to Mu Rongcheng.

No one could afford the consequences of cheating Mu Rongcheng.

Mu Rongcheng held the mobile phone chain and slowly rubbed it in his hand. He muttered, “Whether or not he’s a swindler is still uncertain but… He’s indeed a businessman.”

Every good businessman had one thing in common, and that was honesty.

Mu Rongcheng hoped that he was a good businessman. That way, his business would be able to survive for a long time.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the Kun Lun Hong in his palm, and thought in his heart, ‘Starting today, I’ll start raising a soul… Ah, no. I’m raising a daughter-in-law.’