Chapter 89

Regarding the amulet, Xia Tianqi had also asked Leng Yue if he could make some amulets for him to use as protection, considering Leng Yue usually appeared to be quite formidable, not an ordinary person.

However, after hearing this, Leng Yue shook his head and said it was impossible. He explained that the talismans he made could only be used by himself. Only those highly skilled exorcists could make talismans to give to others for protection.

Thus, Leng Yue's words once again indirectly confirmed the strength of his grandfather in exorcism.

"Is my grandfather also an exorcist, rather than the yin-yang master he claims to be? What has he been doing for such a long time? Is he catching ghosts? Or... is he handling supernatural incidents? Is he also an employee of the company?"

This thought made Xia Tianqi feel a chill down his spine; he was unwilling and unable to accept it.

Fortunately, all of this was just his speculation, and there was no evidence to confirm it, which allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

After sending his drunk father back to his room, Xia Tianqi reluctantly helped his mother clean up the table, then went back to his small bedroom with peace of mind.

His bedroom was very small, with Bruce Lee posters plastered all over the walls. Perhaps because he had practiced martial arts since childhood, he had once dreamed of becoming a kung fu superstar like Bruce Lee.

But now, it seemed to be just a simple dream.

His mother had a key to his grandfather's house. When he helped her clean up the table, he asked for it, claiming he needed to find something.

This visit to see his parents was only one reason; the other was to see if he could find any amulets in his grandfather's house, or evidence to resolve his suspicions.

Lying in bed, Xia Tianqi couldn't sleep at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the faces of those who had died tragically.

Lately, he had seen too many people die in front of him. Despite his bravery, these memories, which he had tried to forget, often surfaced in the dead of night.

"Ah."

Xia Tianqi sighed helplessly, suddenly thinking of his close friends from college and those carefree college days.

Unfortunately, time flies, and those days are gone forever.

"Since I'm back for the health check-up, I should gather with them again."

Xia Tianqi rubbed his eyes hard and got out of bed. He quietly opened the bedroom door a crack. The living room was pitch black and silent, indicating that his parents were already asleep.

Since he couldn't sleep, he got dressed, took his cigarettes and lighter, and left the house.

Lighting a cigarette for himself, Xia Tianqi coughed lightly, and the sound-activated light in the hallway turned on.

Staring at his grandfather's front door for a while, he had a strange feeling, perhaps due to his recent eerie experiences, that a hand might reach out from inside at any moment.

With a stiff hand, he inserted the key into the lock, turned it gently, and the door opened with a "click."

Xia Tianqi slowly pulled open the door, which made a series of unsettling scraping sounds. Inside, it was pitch black and deathly silent, as if it didn't belong to this world.

"Click."

Xia Tianqi turned on the light switch. The light illuminated the room, reducing the eerie atmosphere.

The house was poorly decorated, with a large red color scheme popular from over a decade ago. The cabinets, bed, and doors in each bedroom were all the same color, which looked particularly uncomfortable at night.

He still remembered how, as a child, he had wet his pants several times because he was too scared to go to the bathroom.

Perhaps because he had been scared so many times as a child, his courage grew as he grew older.

The layout of the house was similar to when he last visited. He didn't linger in the living room but went directly to his grandfather's bedroom.

He knew that in the bedroom, there was a cabinet specifically for his grandfather's yin-yang master items.

By checking if those items were still there, he could determine what his grandfather was doing. If they were still there, he could steal a couple and show them to Leng Yue for identification.

With this in mind, he opened the cabinet, but to his disappointment, it was empty, not even a robe was left.

"Did Grandpa run away? He cleaned up too thoroughly."

Xia Tianqi quickly opened another cabinet, but it only contained some everyday clothes, most of which were patched and worn out.

Over the next 20 minutes, Xia Tianqi thoroughly searched the bedroom and the adjacent small bedroom, but the result was terrible.

His grandfather had taken all the important items with him, not leaving a single amulet.

In the past, his grandfather had done something similar, but never had he taken everything, giving Xia Tianqi a frightening feeling that he might never return.

Xia Tianqi sat on the bed, heart racing, and lit another cigarette:

"Since Grandpa took all his 'equipment,' he must not be just playing around; there must be something he needs to deal with."

After some thought, Xia Tianqi believed that his grandfather might not have initially cleaned up so thoroughly, just taking some of the 'equipment,' but something must have gone wrong, forcing him to return and take everything.

"This old man, would it kill him to carry a phone?"

Wait... no phone?

Thinking about his grandfather's habit of never using a phone, Xia Tianqi subconsciously looked at the honor watch on his wrist. He thought that if his grandfather had a similar watch, he wouldn't need a phone, as the watch had communication functions. He still used a phone because he wasn't used to it.

The more he thought, the more afraid he became, and the more he felt that his grandfather might also be an employee of the company, currently handling an incident. Recalling carefully, his grandfather did seem to wear a wristwatch.

Although he wasn't entirely sure, he could ask his parents tomorrow to confirm.

Regardless, he could sense something was not right.

"If Grandpa is really an employee of the company, what should I do...?"

Xia Tianqi gazed blankly at the ceiling, the smoke from his cigarette slowly rising and blurring his vision.

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