The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 150 - 147: Solved? You’re Happy Too Soon!

Chapter 150: Chapter 147: Solved? You’re Happy Too Soon!

Qin Zhao squatted down and, beside the crack next to the exhaust pipe, discovered a bit of white powder.

She picked some up with her hand and examined it closely.

This looked like phosphorus powder?

Originally, she was unfamiliar with this material, but Chu Yan had taken over the study at home and placed plenty of experimental equipment in there. Sometimes, on weekends, he would conduct experiments that Qin Zhao couldn’t understand.

Once, when she went in, she saw a pair of tweezers in his hand with an eerie, greenish flame on them. She thought he was defiling corpses and asked what it was.

Chu Yan said it was phosphorus powder and even showed it to her.

After a corpse decays, phosphorus can form on the bones, and phosphorus combusts spontaneously at high temperatures, which is why ghost fires often appear in the chaotic burial grounds in the countryside during summer.

Some Ghosts could use Ghost Fire to attack humans, but this Ghost Fire wasn’t produced by the combustion of phosphorus. Instead, it was a spell created by a Ghost using ghost energy.

Clearly, the Ghost Fire that Wu Feihong encountered wasn’t conjured by a Ghost but resulted from the combustion of phosphorus powder.

Qin Zhao’s eyes deepened but did not reveal her discovery.

On the other side, Master Fan had inspected the sports car inside out, his expression growing more grave by the minute.

Master Fan said to the Wu family father and son, "I’ve finished checking. I have some conjectures, but it’s not convenient to tell you now. Let’s go take a look at your newly bought apartment."

The Wu family father and son, seeing his solemn expression, couldn’t help but feel a lump in their throats.

Wu Yongfeng said, "Could we encounter something unclean there? Should I bring the Buddha statue I prayed for?"

"No need to bring the Buddha statue. If we encounter it, that’s perfect, I’ll help you get rid of it!"

Master Fan spoke with confidence, and the Wu family father and son then reassured, took him to the new apartment.

The three men took one car, while Qin Zhao sat in Tan Qiuling’s car, following behind them.

As Tan Qiuling drove, he asked her, "Master Qin, is this matter very thorny? Is the thing haunting Wu Feihong even scarier than a ghost fetus?"

"In this world, ghosts have never been the scariest thing."

Hearing this, Tan Qiuling was somewhat puzzled.

"Then what is the scariest?"

"The human heart."

Tan Qiuling thought it over carefully and found it to be true.

The ghost fetus existing within her was due to Shi Yu Jun’s greed, wasn’t it?

If Shi Yu Jun hadn’t intended to harm her, the ghost fetus would never have entered her body without reason!

It wasn’t long before they arrived at Wu Feihong’s new apartment.

Master Fan and Qin Zhao both first observed the feng shui of the apartment. The place’s feng shui was fine, and there was no evil or yin energy.

If a Ghost had been present, Qin Zhao could have sensed it instantly.

But now, she didn’t feel a trace of yin energy, nor did she detect any difference in the magnetic field.

When they reached Wu Feihong’s bedroom, he pointed at the white wall opposite the bed and said, "It was here. When I turned on the lights, I saw a bloody ’die’ written there.

I couldn’t possibly have seen it wrong, but it disappeared after the police came."

Master Fan and Qin Zhao began to examine the white wall.

After about five minutes of inspection, Master Fan’s face revealed a strange expression.

He turned his head to look at Qin Zhao, only to see her expression indifferently, as if she hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

Master Fan tentatively asked, "Young lady, have you discovered anything?"

Qin Zhao glanced at him and then replied, "There’s no unclean presence at all. I think it might be someone playing a prank, or perhaps he saw it wrong."

Her gaze shifted towards Wu Feihong, who instantly became annoyed, his expression displeased.

"I said before, it’s impossible that I saw it wrong!"

"Oh."

Qin Zhao shrugged her shoulders, indifferent to his annoyance.

Wu Feihong couldn’t help but sneer, "Just as I thought, a charlatan."

He meant that Qin Zhao had no real abilities; she couldn’t discern the problem, so she had made that comment.

Master Fan’s expression turned contemplative when he heard Qin Zhao’s words.

He stared at Qin Zhao for a while before finally speaking, "Young lady, it seems your cultivation is insufficient, hence you can’t feel it."

Qin Zhao chuckled inwardly, thinking that this guy was probably trying to scam some money.

From that glance Master Fan had given her earlier, Qin Zhao knew that he too had sensed something amiss.

There were no ghosts haunting Wu Feihong; someone was trying to scare him.

However, Qin Zhao didn’t immediately expose Master Fan.

She didn’t know why the character for "death" had suddenly appeared and then vanished again, but she was certain there was nothing unclean in this apartment.

So, whatever caused the "death" character to appear must be similar to the Ghost Fire, some special trick someone had used.

Was there some kind of unusual chemical on the wall?

Last time in Wei Mingna’s apartment, the bloodstain turned out to be glue that changed color when wet, and the ghost from the construction site simply made the walls damp before creating an illusion of a "wronged" character.

But right now, it wasn’t good to jump to conclusions.

Because the incident that Wu Feihong encountered in the KTV hotel remained unexplained.

According to his description, it sounded like a case of sleep paralysis, and this ghost was certainly not ordinary, as it allowed itself to be seen.

As Qin Zhao pondered, a sudden bang echoed, and the bedroom door abruptly closed.

The others looked at the door in fear, and Wu Feihong, trembling, said, "The wind? Or was it..."

He dared not finish his sentence.

Master Fan’s expression shifted slightly, "Not good! That thing is hiding here!

Everyone, get behind me, let me handle this!"

"Ahh? It’s in here?"

Wu Feihong was scared out of his wits and huddled with his father.

Bang, bang, bang!

Knocking sounded from the door, but there was nobody else in the apartment; the hallway was empty.

Tan Qiuling also started to feel frightened and edged a little closer to Qin Zhao.

Master Fan pulled out a Peach Wood Sword and waved it before them, muttering words under his breath.

"Mighty Laojun, hasten to my command! Wretched spirit outside, meet your demise!"

He swung the Peach Wood Sword towards the door and then threw a talisman, sticking it to the door.

A muffled groan came from outside, followed by silence.

Master Fan continued waving his Peach Wood Sword, chanting spells that were unintelligible.

Qin Zhao watched him cast his spells with a cold eye and a hint of mockery, but she didn’t interrupt.

After a moment, Master Fan ceased his spellcasting and said to everyone, "He’s been dealt with, rest assured."

He stepped forward and opened the door.

Outside, there was no one to be seen, but a pile of ash-like substance remained on the floor, and the door showed marks of claws.

"What is this?"

"I have scattered its soul to the winds."

"So that’s it, I’m truly thankful to Master Fan. Am I safe now?"

"Yes, you’re safe from now on."

The father and son from the Wu family were immensely grateful to Master Fan, and on the spot, they transferred him five million yuan as a disaster relief payment.

At this point, there was no need to investigate the KTV any further; the Wu family finally felt at ease.

Once Master Fan had left, Qin Zhao finally said faintly, "You’re happy too early."

Clearly, her words were directed at Wu Feihong.

"Do you still want to spout nonsense?"

Wu Feihong glared at her dissatisfied. Qin Zhao sneered and turned to leave.