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Zhong Kui's Diary
According to Kong Xuan, that person named Hong was also specially arranged by someone? With this thought in mind, I greeted Kong Xuan and directly went out to the nurse's station to find Hong.
Inside the nurse's station, there were five women. Three of them were preparing medicine using saline bottles, while two others were sitting at a table chatting. One of them was the tall beauty Hong who had just reported to Fatty. At this moment, she had already taken off her nurse uniform and was wearing a light pink short-sleeved sweater that revealed her delicate arms, paired with light blue washed jeans, giving her a very pure appearance.
Seeing this, I felt a bit dazed. Nowadays, service-oriented beauties dress themselves up to look innocent, while those working in the field dress in an exceptionally seductive manner. What a strange world!
When she saw me enter, the tall beauty Hong had a half-smile on her face, seemingly aware of my purpose for coming in. The other nurses looked at me in shock. In an instant, the nurse who was chatting with Hong stood up and sternly said, "Who are you? Didn't you see the sign at the door? Unauthorized personnel are not allowed inside!"
"What does it matter? I'm a graduate student!" I replied with a smile.
The nurse was taken aback for a moment and then angrily said, "You smooth talker! How can you just walk into our office?"
"Didn't she come in too?" I pointed at Hong and said, "I'm just here to ask her something."
The nurse was about to say something when Hong stood up and stopped her, smiling as she said, "It's fine, I know him."
She then led me to a corner and looked at me with a smile: "Ghost Brother, what’s up?"
"You know me?" I was somewhat surprised.
"I know you from when I worked at the Imperial Club," Hong giggled.
"Stop joking around. Who exactly are you?" I frowned.
"You really don't remember me? Last time when you three were in the room with Sister Nina while the police were investigating, I was right outside the door," Hong rolled her eyes at me. "Am I that unnoticeable?"
I have a bit of an impression now.
At that time, I had just given Kong Xuan the Hundred Flowers Dissolution Pill to break his seal, and then I encountered Nina, who was possessed by the Purple Fiend Spirit, in the Emperor Club. While she was fighting the Purple Fiend Spirit in the room, a security guard burst through the door. Outside the door stood several women, one of whom was a familiar face to Fatty... Right, that woman seems to be the one in front of me, Hong.
"Ah, so it's you, Hong, right? How's business lately?" I scratched my head and casually made small talk.
"Hong is just a name I use at the Emperor Club. I just came out after joking with Fat Brother. My name is Lin Lin, with 'Lin' meaning 'wood' and 'Lin' meaning 'rain.' You can call me Ling," she replied with a smile. "As for business, it's okay; both wholesale and retail are doing fine."
"Wholesale and retail?" I was momentarily stunned by such professional terminology.
"Wholesale means being on a monthly package, while retail means working at the club and occasionally delivering takeout to acquaintances," Lin Lin rolled her eyes at me, disdainful of my ignorance.
"Ahem, well, about serious matters!" I quickly cleared my throat twice. "Did someone ask you to enter Fatty's ward just now, or did you go in on a whim?"
"Weren't we just talking? My sister was called in by the director for something urgent. The other nurses were busy, and since I graduated from nursing school as well, I filled in temporarily. Oh dear, did Fat Brother get scolded by his wife?" Lin Lin covered her mouth and laughed.
"Not just scolded; he got beaten up!" I shook my head with a wry smile.
"It can't be that serious, right?" Lin Lin stuck out her tongue. "I was just making a joke."
It seems she wasn't instructed by anyone; I must have overthought it. I chuckled and casually asked, "Why did someone who graduated from nursing school end up working at the Emperor Club instead of a hospital?"
"Do you think I wanted to? The nurse quota at People's Hospital sells for three hundred thousand outside. Where would I get that much money right after graduating? So I had no choice but to come out to work," Lin Lin said nonchalantly. "But I certainly couldn't let my sister repeat my mistakes. After saving up for a year, I finally had enough for her to start working at People's Hospital right after graduation."
For a moment, I was speechless. Looking at Lin Lin's youthful face, I managed to squeeze out a smile. "If you need anything in the future, just contact me directly. Remember my phone number: 18."
"That's great!" Lin Lin immediately cheered and saved my number. As I turned to leave, she called out behind me, "Ghost Brother, can I call this number even if I’m not in trouble?"
"Do whatever you want, just don't joke around. Otherwise, Sister Ghost will beat you up," I replied with a laugh without looking back.
Back in the hospital room, Kong Xuan raised his chin at me, asking what was going on. I shrugged, indicating that I had nothing to report.
"Zheng Nan, you might need to contact your friends," Kong Xuan said after a moment of contemplation.
Ever since I barely reached Grandmaster Level, Kong Xuan has been teasing me like this. In his eyes, Ji Wuyuan and the others are all my friends.
"What do you mean?" I didn't understand Kong Xuan's thoughts. "What conclusion have you drawn?"
The truth is, although I've reached Grandmaster Level, my knowledge of spells is no different from that of a beginner.
"It’s possible they are playing a prank. Some things may be difficult for humans to achieve, but demons can easily do them," Kong Xuan frowned and said.
What kind of reasoning is that? Isn't it just about making the elevator malfunction and causing flower pots to fall? What’s so hard about that? If I wanted to, I could push a thousand flower pots down.
Nevertheless, I called Ji Wuyuan and the others one by one to ask if they had been messing with Fatty. After the intelligence competition in Rui Company’s finance room last time, I saved their numbers.
Ji Wuyuan and the others all claimed they knew nothing. The only one I couldn't reach was Yazhi; that guy didn’t even have a phone. How poor can he be? Claiming to be a Millennium Divine Beast and a Grandmaster expert—what a joke!
"Could they have done something and not admitted it?" I asked Kong Xuan after hanging up.
"That’s unlikely," Kong Xuan replied confidently. "This is a world where strength speaks for itself. There are only nine Grandmaster-level experts in the Underworld... uh, including you, there are only ten. They have no reason to lie, and their pride and self-respect won't allow them to."
Tch, is the pride and self-esteem of a Grandmaster Level not lying anymore? When Flower Attacker and Gao Youdi lie, it's like high mountains and flowing water. Also, Yazhi has deceived me; his Mystical Realm Restriction is Nine Nether Grass.
After discussing with Kong Xuan for quite a while without any resolution, we could only continue observing. During this time, Kong Xuan and I took turns caring for Fatty.
Things became even stranger. When I was with Fatty, everything was normal, but when Kong Xuan was with him, all sorts of misfortunes befell Fatty. Whether it was a clogged toilet during a bathroom break, a broken bed frame while sleeping, or a nurse accidentally pricking his vein while changing his bandage... all kinds of man-made and natural incidents kept happening to Fatty, escalating in severity. No matter how tough Fatty was, he felt mentally exhausted and cried out: Ghost Brother, don’t go!
As long as I was by his side, nothing happened to him. Eventually, I had no choice but to stay by his side twenty-four hours a day until he recovered and was discharged.
Once Fatty was discharged, I immediately convened a meeting.
The meeting was held at Qifeng Temple. Kong Xuan moved six or seven long benches into the courtyard. On one side sat Lingfeng and Kong Xuan, the City-Slayer, while on the other sat Aijia Yu Anran and Yang Guo'er. There was also someone sitting far away with closed eyes, seemingly in a meditative state; this person was Ji Wuyuan, whom I invited to observe. Among those experts, I got along fairly well with Ji Wuyuan.
I paced anxiously in the middle while Fatty followed closely behind me. In his words, it wasn’t safe to be more than one meter away from Ghost Brother. The group had already discussed for a while and found Fatty's situation baffling with no clues.
"This can't go on," I cleared my throat and looked at everyone in the room, speaking solemnly.
"Yes, yes, this really isn't a solution," Ji Wuyuan suddenly woke up and began to chuckle.
"Brother Chicken, I called you here for your input, not for your sarcastic remarks," I glared at Ji Wuyuan.
"You have an attitude problem," Ji Wuyuan shook his head. "I don't understand why you're acting tough in front of me when you can't even beat me."
"That's exactly why I'm acting tough," I huffed. "Real strong people don’t need to show off... Old Chicken, if you know anything, just speak up. I'll owe you a favor that will be repaid in the future."
"Repayment in the future?" Ji Wuyuan spat. "Zheng Nan, I didn't expect you to be so shameless that you'd only repay later."
"Why is your mind so dirty? My future means 'after'." I pointed at Ji Wuyuan, feeling both amused and exasperated.
"Alright, since you mentioned the future, it seems there's no turning back," Ji Wuyuan chuckled. "I just entered a meditative state and searched through my Spatial Bag's bookshelf, and finally found some relevant records."
"What records?" I asked in surprise.
"This Fatty has probably offended the Cursed God," Ji Wuyuan glanced at Fatty, his expression somewhat strange, as if he were both smiling and not smiling.
"The Cursed God?" We all exclaimed in unison.
"That's right, the Cursed God," Ji Wuyuan cleared his throat. "He is one of the four deities related to fortune."
Immediately, everyone began to chatter excitedly. I shouted, "Everyone be quiet and listen to me."
Upon hearing this, everyone finally quieted down. I cleared my throat and asked, "Old Chicken, what's going on?"
"In Ancient China, there were four deities closely related to fortune. I'm sure you've all heard of them: Wealth God, Fortune God, Cursed God, and Poverty God. The Wealth God and Poverty God govern financial luck, while the Fortune God and Cursed God govern matters of fate. Clearly, Fatty has offended the Cursed God who oversees matters of fate," Ji Wuyuan said slowly while staring at Fatty.
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