126: Chapter 126 Liu Jing's Little Tricks

Han Jingyang and Liu Jing were in the same room, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

Although there were two bedrooms, this feeling of being in a small family household made both of them involuntarily recall certain things that had happened before.

Previously, back at Jiguang Zhai, if they hadn't been interrupted by someone, they would have already taken that final step.

So, once the door was closed, the two of them looked at each other.

However, wary that there might be listening devices or something similar in the room, Han Jingyang didn't know what to say.

Although Li Jianjun had vaguely implied that there was nothing messy or untoward in the room.

But who would dare to believe anything that comes out of someone like that's mouth?

Truly honest people can't climb to such a high position.

After a moment of silence, Liu Jing asked in a low voice, "Boss, what exactly is this family's status?"

"Don't worry about that so much. Just know that they aren't an ordinary family."

"Oh," Liu Jing pouted, "that female ghost..."

"There's no such thing as a female ghost. Didn't I explain it clearly to you? It's just a mass of Qi fused with the residual consciousness of an ancestor."

"It still counts as a female ghost, right?"

"If you insist on calling it that, then yes, it can count."

"Can you communicate with it?"

"What are you thinking? If there really was such a good thing, I'd immediately switch careers to become a ghost catcher. I'd catch ghosts every day, interrogate them for information, and go treasure hunting. Wouldn't that be much more carefree than being a Feng Shui Master?"

"Then why did you capture her?"

"Perhaps she can be made into a shikigami."

"A shikigami?"

"Yeah, I confiscated a shikigami token from that Japanese guy. I'll go back and study it properly."

"Aren't shikigami ghosts?"

"No, it's more like a mass of Qi created by humans, except its appearance is more like a person or a legendary deity."

"I heard that Abe no Seimei's shikigami could even do housework..."

"You're overthinking it. That's manually controlled." Han Jingyang thought for a moment and whispered, "Actually, I can already be considered a qualified Onmyoji, just with a different form of expression. In reality, I can already control certain ghosts and spirits, for example, the Guan Gong inside the statue of guan gong."

"Huh?"

"Essentially, they are all the same: a fusion of Qi and Qi fields. If you treat Qi as water, then the Qi field is a glass bottle of a different shape. Pour water into a Guan Gong-shaped glass bottle, and that's Guan Gong. Pour it into a Bodhisattva-shaped bottle, and it's a Bodhisattva. There is no essential difference. Of course, the forms and attributes of Qi are ever-changing, a thousand times more complex than water, so there are many different images. Just like people, essentially, we are all carbon-based life forms, but our facial features, bodies, personalities, and temperaments are all different."

Han Jingyang patiently explained his understanding of metaphysics to Liu Jing.

True or false? It didn't matter.

Anyway, this is what I believe for now. Even if there are new discoveries and insights in the future, it wouldn't be too late to patch it up.

At the very least, this theory can fool the vast majority of people for now.

Whoever asks, it's always this same theory.

Not convinced? If you have the ability, you go catch a "ghost" and show everyone.

metaphysics also needs facts to speak for it.

Not only can I catch ghosts, but I can also let everyone see the whole process of me catching a ghost.

If you're not convinced or don't believe it, you just have to suck it up.

After listening, Liu Jing suddenly sent a message: "Boss, could there be a listening device in this room?"

"It doesn't matter. We're just talking the honest truth; I'm not afraid of being eavesdropped on."

"Oh."

Considering there might be listening devices.

The two of them simply washed up and went back to their respective rooms to sleep.

Six o'clock.

Han Jingyang was awakened by the phone by his bedside and picked it up.

"Mr. Han, this is Yang Bo. Breakfast is ready, and the plane is also being prepared. What do you think..."

"Got it."

Han Jingyang got up and went to knock on Liu Jing's door.

Just as he was about to knock, the door suddenly opened. Liu Jing stood behind the door with sleepy eyes, yawning and waving, "Boss, morning..."

Han Jingyang was stunned by the scene before him.

This woman... is she like this at home too?

This nightgown is way too casual.

Ahem.

Han Jingyang pretended to be nonchalant and turned around: "Hurry up and wash up, and also, put, put on your nightgown properly..."

Liu Jing slammed the door shut, leaned against it, and panted heavily. Her expression, however, was filled with intense excitement mixed with nervousness and a little bit of shyness.

Nightgown? She did it on purpose.

She was anxious.

She had thought that after Han Jingyang broke up, she would have a chance to take over and move up.

But then, Shi Xiaoya suddenly popped out.

That Shi Xiaoya's figure and looks were not much worse than hers, and she could fight well. Furthermore, she had rich work and social experience and seemed to be more helpful to Han Jingyang, making her a powerful rival.

So, she was very anxious.

She was terrified of being beaten to the punch by Shi Xiaoya.

But Han Jingyang was too busy, and whenever they were alone, they were basically on missions, leaving absolutely no opportunity to use her tricks.

This time there was an opportunity, but considering the potential listening devices, she had to resort to this desperate measure.

But... this was the first time Liu Jing had done something like this, and she didn't know if it had worked, so she was both nervous and uneasy, even feeling a little regretful.

She was afraid that Han Jingyang would look down on her because of it.

Would Han Jingyang look down on Liu Jing?

Han Jingyang ducked into the bathroom and splashed two handfuls of cold water on his face before he calmed down slightly.

Who would have thought, who would have thought.

The seemingly plain Liu Jing actually had quite a figure.

And so fair-skinned.

He had underestimated her before.

As expected, you can't judge any woman by her appearance.

To understand them, you must look past the many obstacles and illusions to see the essence.

Damn, I can't think about this too much.

The more he thought about it, the more worked up he got, and he would make a fool of himself.

Eat breakfast.

Leave the sanatorium.

Take the military plane from last night and return to Quancheng.

When they landed, it was not even eight-thirty.

Returning to Jiguang Zhai, Han Jingyang took a dragon plaque carved from Hetian jade out of the safe and handed it to Yang Bo: "Give this to your boss."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Han."

"You're welcome. You go ahead and get busy; I have other things to do."

Yang Bo thought for a moment and whispered: "My boss instructed me to accompany you to make an appearance in front of Shen Yuhai and the others."

Han Jingyang was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening.

Is Li Jianjun trying to help me build prestige and create momentum?

Interesting.

Doing this certainly has its benefits.

But there are also downsides; it will attract more people like Shen Yuhai and Li Jianjun to flock to me.

This is the scene I least want to see.

I can handle one or two.

But if there are too many people like this, it's inevitable that I'll be passively dragged into a giant whirlpool.

That is a deadly whirlpool that swallows people without spitting out the bones; one slight misstep and I'll be crushed to pieces.

I just want to make money.

I can't mess around.

Thinking of this, Han Jingyang decisively refused: "No need. Also, go back and tell your boss that not only should he not publicize it, but he should also help keep it a secret for me as much as possible. I have absolutely no desire to get involved in this circle."

Yang Bo's expression was a bit difficult.

Han Jingyang, however, gave him no face at all: "If you don't want to say it, I will. I'll call him in a moment."

Yang Bo hurriedly waved his hand: "No need to trouble you; I'll go back and tell my boss."

Only then did Han Jingyang say: "Good. Also, make it clear to your boss that this plaque must be worn close to the body, and it should be kept on as much as possible. The longer it is worn, the better the effect. People nourish jade, and jade nourishes people; the effect is mutual."