Chapter 76

"Today is the Ghost Festival, the 15th of July," sighed Dade beside him. "On the 15th of July, the gates of the underworld open wide."

Tang Zhendong turned to look at Dade, who was lying on the bed behind him, and said nothing, thinking to himself: Nonsense, I've studied for so many years, and even my master never told me that ghosts exist in this world. Besides, if you knew today was the Ghost Festival, why did you dare to come out and deceive people? You can't even hold a compass steady, and you know about the Ghost Festival?

"Mr. Qian, my master and I would like to go to your house and take a look. What do you think?" Seeing that Old Ye hadn't spoken for a long time, Tang Zhendong put on a brave face, pretending to be fearless.

"Well, okay, but you must be very careful," Qian Wenchang said, truly terrified. For a successful person who had always been smooth in his studies and career, ghosts and gods were just illusions. But Qian Wenchang really didn't want to see such a ghostly scene, which was incomprehensible to an atheist.

"Brother, I'll take them there," Qian Wenmei, who had been eavesdropping at the door, opened it and walked in after Tang Zhendong suggested they go to the house.

"You? What are you going to do there?" Qian Wenchang, a grown man, was scared to death by such a scene. His sister was a girl and in poor health; how could she possibly go through such a scene?

"Brother, I'll drive them to the building and wait downstairs. I won't go up."

At first, Qian Wenchang and his mother, Shen Fanhua, firmly disagreed, but after Qian Wenmei whispered a few words to her brother, Qian Wenchang reluctantly agreed.

"Miss Qian, this is far enough. You don't need to go up. Give me the keys," Tang Zhendong stopped Qian Wenmei at the entrance of the residential area.

"It's fine. I'll drive a bit further and park downstairs. It's not safe outside."

Since Qian Wenmei had said that, Tang Zhendong and Old Ye couldn't say anything more and had to let her do as she pleased.

They parked in front of the building. "Call me if you have any problems. I'll wait here."

"Okay, be careful." Tang Zhendong took the keys and got out of the car with Old Ye.

"Xiao Tang, I think I forgot to bring the compass," Old Ye was uneasy about entering the supposedly haunted house.

"That thing isn't very useful. We're just taking a look, not doing anything else," Tang Zhendong glanced back at Old Ye. "What? Are you scared?"

"A little. Qian Wenchang and Dade don't seem to be lying. Qian Wenchang might lie, but Dade is in this line of work. If he admitted to being afraid, his reputation would be ruined. So I think they really saw ghosts."

Old Ye's analysis was quite reasonable. He had been thinking about this issue all the way and had been struggling with the decision to go or not. But since Tang Zhendong had decided to go, he couldn't say he was afraid in front of Qian Wenchang, as Tang Zhendong was still his apprentice in name.

Tang Zhendong chuckled and explained to Old Ye, "Old Ye, there's a reason I want to come. Look, we've been to his house before, and we didn't see any ghosts, right?"

Old Ye nodded, "No."

"They've lived here for half a year and haven't seen any ghosts, right?"

"Right."

"That's it. Have you guessed why I came?" Tang Zhendong guided Old Ye to think further.

Old Ye thought for a moment and suddenly said, "I get it. You mean that even if there are ghosts in his house, they only come out on the 15th of July. It's already past 8:30, so we'll wait outside until after midnight. Then the ghosts will disappear, and we can tell Qian Wenchang that we caught the ghosts. We can then ask for a high price. If he agrees, great; if not, we'll tell him we'll let the ghosts bite him. Hahaha."

Old Ye laughed heartily, but his voice was too loud. Fortunately, Tang Zhendong quickly covered Old Ye's mouth, stopping his laughter abruptly.

After calming Old Ye down, Tang Zhendong released his hand, marveling at Old Ye's quick thinking. He was truly smart.

Even Tang Zhendong didn't realize his reasons for coming were so profound and devious. He just thought it wasn't dangerous to come because everyone who came before had survived. Besides, the 15th of July was only a few hours away, and even if there were ghosts, they could only be active for a few hours. Moreover, Tang Zhendong didn't believe in ghosts.

Old Ye's thinking once again showed Tang Zhendong the importance of experience. It was clear that Old Ye's years of street vending hadn't been wasted.

"Let's go!"

Qian's mansion was on the fourth floor, and the design of Hai Tian Plaza Garden was such that every floor, from the first to the twenty-eighth, had a sea view. Each house had a spot with a sea view, making Hai Tian Plaza Garden famous for its full-sea-view residences.

"We agreed not to go in, right?" Old Ye asked urgently as he saw Tang Zhendong take out the keys to open the door.

"Not going in? Are we going to stand in the doorway and catch a cold? We've come all this way, so we should at least take a look." Without waiting for Old Ye to say more, Tang Zhendong opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Old Ye immediately closed his eyes, his reaction so quick that even a skilled person like Tang Zhendong had to admire it.

The moment the door opened, Tang Zhendong felt an incredibly cold temperature and a chill hit him. However, he had a water-repelling pearl in his pocket, which helped dispel some of the cold.

But Old Ye, standing next to Tang Zhendong, immediately felt an icy cold, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

Using the light from the street lamps outside, Tang Zhendong slowly entered the house, which was unusually cold. It was early September, and the weather shouldn't have been cold, only slightly cool in the morning and evening.

But the house was abnormally cold.

Tang Zhendong, undaunted, was more curious than afraid when faced with the unknown. Using the moonlight and the light from outside, he walked through the house, which he had visited once before. Apart from the cold, there was nothing unusual.

But Qian Wenchang and Dade had firmly stated that they had seen ghosts in this house, not just one or two, but many. What was going on?

Could it really be the 15th of July, when the gates of the underworld open?

Tang Zhendong walked slowly, but after a while, he realized he was alone, and Old Ye wasn't following him. "Old Ye!" Tang Zhendong called out, but Old Ye didn't respond. Alarmed, Tang Zhendong leaped down the stairs from the second floor and quickly came to the door.

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