The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 13 The Monster that Escaped During the Ghost Festival

Chapter 13: Chapter 13 The Monster that Escaped During the Ghost Festival

Qin Zhao glanced at him, truly worthy of an "Emperor of Actors" title, feigning deep affection effortlessly.

Her gaze fell on his collar, and with a teasing smile, she said, "Ran into a female ghost who bewitched you again yesterday? After all, since you’re going to see an important person, you should wipe that lipstick mark off your collar."

Hearing this, Xie Han finally realized.

He looked down at his collar, and there indeed was a lipstick mark.

Xie Han folded his collar over, momentarily embarrassed, "I had social engagements last night and couldn’t get away."

"Do you know why you keep running into female ghosts? There are some lessons if you don’t learn, heaven will let you take an even bigger fall, got it?"

Qin Zhao’s cryptic tone scared him until his face turned pale.

"What does that mean? Could it be I will encounter unclean things again?"

"Want your fortune told? Pay up first."

"You charged me five million last time!"

"Last time was last time, this time is this time."

Xie Han gritted his teeth, "Fine, how much for the fortune telling?"

"Five hundred thousand for one divination."

"Qin Zhao, have you gone mad for money?"

"Take it or leave it."

Qin Zhao walked towards West Mountain No.1 Courtyard.

"Wait, do my fortune telling first!"

Xie Han pulled her back, just as he was about to change his clothes.

He thought it over and transferred five hundred thousand to Qin Zhao.

They went to a nearby commercial street and entered a clothing store.

"Did you receive the money? Can you do my fortune now?"

Qin Zhao looked at the notification of the received funds with satisfaction.

"You have a ’peach blossom calamity’ in your fate, which may cause you to die by the hand of a beauty in the future. However, this calamity is easy to resolve – just stay pure. When you meet someone you like in the future, be sincere and do not betray them."

"Is it that simple?"

Xie Han was holding a new shirt, furrowing his brows.

He had thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be a trivial matter, feeling like five hundred thousand was a waste.

As for dying by the hand of a beauty, which Qin Zhao mentioned, he didn’t take it to heart at all.

How could a delicate beauty bear to lay a hand on him?

Besides, as a grown man, couldn’t he subdue a woman?

Xie Han lamented, "These days, money is so easy to make. Just spout some nonsense and you earn five hundred thousand."

Qin Zhao smiled without saying anything.

There’s a saying, isn’t there, about the inevitability of fate?

Everyone’s destiny is predetermined from birth. Sometimes, even if you can predict the future, you still end up on the path foreordained. What good would her reminding Xie Han do? He was still going to choose that doomed path.

The two left the clothing store and headed towards West Mountain No.1 Courtyard.

Xie Han briefly informed Qin Zhao about the situation at this big shot’s home.

Qin Zhao listened intently, and neither of them noticed a man wearing a duckbill cap hiding behind a vehicle, capturing photos of them together with a camera.

This big shot was named Zou Tingjun, and the unusual thing was his wife.

She acted as if struck with rabies, always barking like a dog and attempting to bite people. Yet, when taken to the hospital for an examination, all her indicators were normal and there were no traces of the rabies virus in her body.

After half a year of treatment, it did nothing.

Zou Tingjun sought Mystical Masters everywhere, and some people said that it was because she had provoked an Evil Object, which was why such a bizarre situation had arisen.

In Imperial City, the famous Mystical Masters had all visited and knew there was something unclean about her, but they were helpless. Not only that, but some masters were even bitten by her.

Zou Tingjun had no choice but to continue offering high prices to invite masters in the hope that someone could resolve the Evil Object afflicting his wife.

Xie Han, who had had dealings with a member of the Zou Family, happened upon this matter and thought he could help. In doing so, the Zou family would owe him a favor, which would be beneficial for his career in the future.

During their conversation, they arrived at the Zou Family villa.

Xie Han’s friend was named Zou Ziqi, the grandson of Zou Tingjun. His parents were well-known entrepreneurs, and Zou Ziqi was also involved in business, having met Xie Han through a cooperation.

"Xie Han, where is that master you know?"

Zou Ziqi looked behind the two men but didn’t see anyone else.

"It’s her."

Xie Han pointed at Qin Zhao, "The last time I encountered a ghost, it was her who helped me resolve it."

Zou Ziqi chuckled, "Don’t joke around. How can there be a master that young? Besides, isn’t she the actress you’re performing with? I’ve even seen your scandal online."

"The last time I met a female ghost, I was turned into an old man, and it was Qin Zhao who turned me back. Ziqi, you really need to believe me. With Old Zou’s status, I wouldn’t dare to mess around."

"The female ghost that turned you into an old man?"

Zou Ziqi was somewhat skeptical, but thinking of his grandmother’s condition, he said, "Alright then, I’ll take you in. If it can’t be resolved, just leave. Please don’t cause any trouble, otherwise my grandfather won’t let you off the hook."

There was a hint of warning in his last statement.

The villa at West Mountain No.1 Courtyard was unlike any other, its courtyard resembling a royal garden.

Even the Qin Family, considered wealthy in Imperial City, could not afford a place in West Mountain.

Soon, they entered the villa.

There weren’t many servants or gardeners in the villa and courtyard, just a few bodyguards visible.

"Grandfather, my friend has brought a master over to take a look at grandmother."

Originally robust, Zou Tingjun’s body now seemed aged, with silver hair and deep fatigue in his eyes and brow, due to the constant worry over his wife’s condition.

"Where are they?"

No sooner had he asked this than a shrill roar echoed from upstairs.

It sounded like the kind of noise a wild animal makes when going mad; the faces of the Zou grandfather and grandson changed instantly.

"Grandmother is having another episode; I’ll go up to check!"

Zou Tingjun hurried up the stairs, followed by Zou Ziqi.

Qin Zhao exchanged glances with Xie Han, and they both followed them to the second floor.

Sounds of pottery smashing and the jingling of chains came from the bedroom.

As his wife’s condition worsened, Zou Tingjun, fearing she would hurt someone, had no choice but to bind her with chains.

As they entered the bedroom, they saw an old woman with a distorted face, her pupils ink-green, gnawing fiercely on a leather sofa.

Qin Zhao’s Spiritual Power concentrated in her eyes, which instantly saw through the strangeness of the old lady.

"Did she first show abnormalities around the Ghost Festival?"

Zou Ziqi thought carefully, "It seems so. We went to the cemetery that day to visit my grandfather’s late comrade-in-arms. After we returned from the cemetery, grandmother began exhibiting strange behaviors."

"The Ghost Festival, when the gates of hell are wide open, something must have slipped out."

Qin Zhao narrowed her eyes; the thing seemed to have sensed the danger and looked fiercely at Qin Zhao, making a whining sound, its ink-green pupils brimming with ghost energy.

When Madam Zou suddenly looked at Qin Zhao, the others also turned to look.

"Ow!"

In an instant, the old woman began struggling violently and managed to break the chains.

With her fingers curved like claws, she swiftly lunged at Qin Zhao, aiming to tear her to shreds.

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