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80: Chapter 80 A Family of Five in a Dream

Han Jingyang, however, shook his head.

"It is absolutely not a ghost."

"There are no ghosts in this world at all."

"Even if there are existences that modern physics cannot explain, they are not the same as the ghosts and monsters in folklore."

"If there really were such female ghosts, I would definitely catch a few and bring them back to properly study the reproductive isolation system between humans and ghosts."

However, he still could not help but feel a chill down his spine.

It was pure instinct.

He had heard too many such ghost stories when he was a child.

Then, he heard Deng Xingang continue, "As of last night, she and I had already had three children, two boys and a girl. The eldest is named Deng Boqiang, the second is Deng Zhongqiang, and the third is Deng Chanjuan. I even remember the entire process of naming the three children. She and I spent the whole night looking through dictionaries and ancient texts, and she always looked at me so tenderly, agreeing to everything I said."

Speaking of this, a happy smile appeared on Deng Xingang's face.

After Deng Xingang finished speaking, Han Jingyang could not help but ask, "Listening to you, it sounds like you are very happy in the dream. You have children and a beautiful, gentle wife. Although it is a bit strange, it is not necessarily a bad thing, is it? It is like you have an extra life compared to others."

At this moment, Wang Zhiwei took over the conversation, "If there were no downsides, he would not even tell us about this; he would be enjoying it. But the problem is, where would such a good thing exist? Teacher Han, haven't you noticed his complexion is not right?"

Han Jingyang smiled, "I am a Feng Shui Master, not a physiognomist; I don't know much about people."

"Oh, I see," Wang Zhiwei quickly explained, "This guy kept it a secret. During the day, he is like nothing is wrong, but at night, he secretly goes to be with his other wife and children. But about a month ago, he realized something was wrong. He started feeling unwell and was always inexplicably dazed. He even saw his second wife and children in broad daylight, and the situation kept getting worse. Three days ago, he went fishing and fell straight into the river. If it were not for Old Xu being quick-witted and pulling him up, he would have been gone."

Deng Xingang said with lingering fear, "I don't know what happened that day. I saw her and the children in the water, and they were waving at me. I was dazed and just fell in. Thinking about it now, I am really terrified."

These words made the few grown men feel a chill down their backs again.

Zhou Yucheng coughed, "Little Han, that is the situation. What do you think? Could it be a female ghost causing trouble?"

Han Jingyang was noncommittal and turned to ask Deng Xingang, "Boss Deng, I have a few questions. You must answer truthfully."

"Teacher Han, please ask whatever you want. I will tell you everything I know."

"How long did you keep the blue and white jar you brought back at home?"

"Just one night. I fished it up at dusk and sold it the next day. I called Old Wang in the morning, but he happened not to be in Quancheng, so I sold it to someone else."

"Besides the jar, did you bring back any other items?"

"No, absolutely not. After the incident, I also guessed if I had accidentally brought something home, but after cleaning thoroughly, I did not find anything."

"Have you ever dreamed of your second wife and children anywhere other than at home?"

"Just once, the time I went fishing three days ago."

"Is the place where you went fishing three days ago the same place where you fished up the blue and white jar?"

"No, no. The place where I fished up the jar was by Mother River Park, and three days ago it was over at Hongwei Village. One is in the northeast, and the other is in the southwest."

"Then have you asked anyone to take a look at it?"

"Yes, monks, Taoists, and shaman dancers have all been consulted, but it was useless. It even brought about her reproach, saying I was wasting money and that I should not doubt the love between us..."

Speaking of this, Deng Xingang blushed like a steamed shrimp.

A middle-aged man around fifty, with a wife and children, yet talking about love with someone else—even if it was in a dream, it was outrageous enough.

Han Jingyang suppressed his laughter and nodded, "I see. I will go to your house to take a look tonight."

"Ahem, can you be sure the problem is at my house?"

"There is an eighty percent probability. I will go to the shop to get my tools and observe carefully. If I cannot solve it, then no one in the entire Quancheng can solve it."

Han Jingyang was full of confidence.

Zhou Yucheng nodded quickly, "I have seen Little Han's abilities; he is indeed very capable."

Wang Zhiwei also chuckled, "When I first heard Little Han's name, I was still skeptical, but now I am one hundred percent convinced. At the very least, the Consecration dharma instrument is the real deal. Having experienced it myself, even if he cannot solve the root problem, getting Old Deng an amulet or something will at least keep him safe so he does not end up falling into the lotus pond for no reason."

Han Jingyang smiled, "Let's talk after I have taken a look. Let's eat first; we will do the work after we are full."

"Okay, let's eat, let's eat. The seafood here is very good, all very fresh. It lands in Dao City around three or four in the morning, and after being loaded onto trucks, it is transported to our Quancheng as soon as possible, just in time for lunch and dinner. We eat the freshest food every day."

The seafood was indeed fresh.

However, none of them were interested in eating; they were either teasing Deng Xingang, flattering Han Jingyang, or telling similar folklore and stories.

After a hurried meal, they all followed Han Jingyang back to Jiguang Zhai to get the tools.

As soon as they entered the door, Deng Xingang suddenly let out an "Eh."

Everyone looked at Deng Xingang quickly.

Deng Xingang said embarrassedly, "As soon as I walked in, I had a special feeling, a kind of experience where I suddenly relaxed. Besides that, it feels as if several people are looking at me."

Speaking of this, he was shocked, "Could there really, really be..."

Han Jingyang looked at Deng Xingang in surprise.

This guy's sensory ability is not weak at all.

He could actually produce such a clear sensation and could sense "several gazes."

Of course, these were not real gazes, but the aura from the core dharma instruments within the Feng Shui formation inside Jiguang Zhai.

However, he did not explain. He directly took out a compass, a sanqing bell, a bagua mirror, a bronze sword, and finally, after thinking for a moment, he took out the white jade bracelet that the monk Kongyun had exchanged with him.

He took the bracelet and walked up to Deng Xingang, "Put it on and try it."

Deng Xingang hesitated a bit, "This is quite expensive, right?"

Zhou Yucheng, who was on the side, explained, "It is not cheap. It is a bracelet made of Hetian jade pebbles, all with jujube-red skin, and it is carved with the Eight Treasures pattern. The craftsmanship is also quite good. Although it is modern craftsmanship, you would need at least two million to get it."

"Two million?" Deng Xingang's movements immediately became cautious.

"That is just the original price. After Consecration, it becomes a dharma instrument, and the price will double, at least double."

"Double?" Deng Xingang became even more restrained.

There was no other reason: he was poor.

Compared to ordinary people, Deng Xingang was definitely considered a rich man. In addition to luxury cars and mansions, he had fifty or sixty million in savings. As long as he did not gamble, smoke, or make any investments, he could easily live out the rest of his life in style.

However, in the face of these items that cost two, three, four, or five million at every turn, that little bit of money really did not count for much.

Deng Xingang's financial resources could not compare to Wang Zhiwei and Zhou Yucheng.

Han Jingyang smiled, "Put it on and try it to see if you have any special feelings."

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