which kind, the living person's side will be invaded by evil spirits. Mild cases result in fever, severe cases damage their yang energy, and very few remain unharmed. So it's perfectly normal to come...According to my brother, we should keep a low profile here.

He doesn't intend to stir up trouble in the capital city. We don't need money, so there's no need to come here and provoke gangsters.

Under the emperor's feet, even a common move could stir up centuries-old shops and illustrious family lineages. There were many talented individuals with intricate backgrounds, making it a complex and fascinating place.

My brother and I are from the south. In our circle, southerners and northerners each have their own spheres of influence. When we meet, we politely exchange greetings to maintain appearances, but if there's a conflict of interest, things usually escalate into unpleasant arguments.

In street terms, it means "reaching too far." To become famous on someone else's turf is to slap them in the face and break their sign.

In ancient times, people who practiced Qimen Dunjia often roamed the rivers and lakes. Therefore, they knew to pay respects to mountains when encountering them, bow their heads at river docks, and avoid causing trouble for local snakes, stealing others' limelight, or blocking their sources of income. Otherwise, they would be attacked by everyone.

I understand the rules. We're both newcomers, but we've already made a name for ourselves in this circle—the rumor is that we took down the Situ family.

Now there are rumors circulating that I am the acting head of the Shen family, and that the Shen family is poised to become the next Special Advisor. This has caused a lot of envy and discontent among some people.

The Si family has fallen, so it should be taken over by other local families! Why bring in a special consultant from thousands of miles away in the south

Isn't this slapping the faces of the prominent families who had once enjoyed great power

Special advisors outwardly present themselves as experts from a certain scientific academy, receiving stipends like "XX Academy Grants." This identity serves as a gilded plaque, not only in the political realm but also in academic and religious circles.

I called several capable disciples from the Shen family to the imperial capital, ready to be deployed at any time. Meanwhile, my brother plans to pay a visit to some heavyweights in this circle. As a junior, I should go first to pay respects and show courtesy.

"...So we'll be very busy for the next few days and won't have time to go to your aunt's place," my brother said to Lin Yanqin.

Lin Yanqin pouted a little, looking a bit wronged: "But I already promised my aunt... I didn't expect you to have something come up. I thought you might have some free time these days... I'm really sorry, I didn't discuss it with you beforehand. So, I won't go then I'll report back to my aunt now."

She was sincere in her attitude, a little wronged, but very easy to talk to. Such a serious apology actually made my brother unable to cope.

Now I start to understand why my great-grandmother could subdue my great-grandfather, that world-weary demon king, and make him yearn for her for a lifetime, not giving any other woman a glance.

A lady who is both well-educated and graceful, with a kind heart and understanding nature, how many men could resist her charm

My brother, this old driver, is almost worn down by her!

"Well... How about we go take a look first We have time today, just to get an idea. It won't delay the main tasks..." My brother conceded defeat.

I gave him a contemptuous look, grinning mischievously.

You have today too, huh.

Lin Yanqin's aunt is a powerful businesswoman. Her husband's family is also a big wealthy merchant, and the two have tens of billions of assets under their names. But this business center is her heartache.

The Lin family members have a particularly high level of awareness and understand how to navigate both the political and business worlds with ease.

They are all distinguished and wealthy, yet they lead very低調 lives.

Not flaunting wealth, not being ostentatious, being approachable, and not making enemies.

Aunt Lin's property is located outside the Fourth Ring Road in Beijing, surrounded by densely populated residential areas. However, this commercial plaza just can't seem to get going.

I went to the first floor of the commercial plaza in person, and as expected, there were very few customers. There weren't many people around.

Even the most popular restaurants weren't full.

Aunt Lin was less than forty years old and looked very young. She wore high heels and a women's suit. When she saw my brother, her sharp and shrewd eyes took him in from head to toe.

"You are Mu Yunfan…" she smiled with an air of nobility and grandeur, exuding a strong queenly aura.

My brother nodded and politely replied, "It was me."

Aunt Lin glanced at me briefly, her attention clearly not on me. She asked my brother, “I heard Y Qin say that you’re very good at handling these mysterious events Your family is quite famous in the south, isn't it”

"Well, I can handle the usual stuff. Just tell me what you need, Ms. Lin."

Aunt Lin nodded: "This piece of land has been troubled since the planning stage... There were construction accidents and worker deaths even during foundation work."

"Finally, after it was built and ready for rent, on the opening night a clothing store owner was stabbed to death by her husband in the shop, and then he locked up and ran away. He hasn't been caught to this day."

"After this incident, strange things started happening here… Someone was electrocuted by a faulty power box, and there’s also the legend of a little ghost child—they say you might encounter a crawling baby in the hallway."

My brother frowned, "It's hard to raise women and children. The spirits of young children are even more troublesome."

There's a rumor going around that this little baby will take people to the seventh floor. Three people have already jumped from there this year. If you encounter it, please stay away as soon as possible. I've already raised the railings on the seventh floor.

She pointed to a railing on the seventh floor of the atrium.

We took a look around, and the layout was fine on the surface. But there was a hint of evil lurking in the cold and deserted shopping mall.

"What time does the store here close" I suddenly blurted out.

Auntie Lin stared at me in surprise: "How did you know this I haven't told you yet!"

Lin Yanqin hurriedly smoothed things over, "Auntie, she's the acting head of the Shen family. The Shen family is very famous in the south."

“Oh…no wonder you asked that. There's a rule here that all shops have to close up by 5:30 pm, except for the 24-hour convenience store.” Lin Gu said.

"Huh Why" My brother asked, frowning.

"I don't know why... Anyway, this convenience store has always been behind that haunted building, but nothing ever happened."

My brother raised an eyebrow: “Looks like this shop isn’t simple. Come on, let’s go find out more.”

He pulled me toward the back door of the convenience store.

The back door led to the mall atrium. As we pushed open the glass door, a cheerful "Welcome!" sounded out. The guy behind the counter was hunched over his phone, but when he looked up and saw us coming in from the back door, his face turned pale!

"You, you..." he mumbled, staring at us helplessly.

My brother just bought a bottle of drink and stood in front of the cashier. The clerk on duty was desperately bowing his head and whispering, "Sir, no payment is needed."

"What Not taking money” My brother thought he misheard. “If you’re not charging, then treat me to a drink”

The little guys stammered, "We... we boss said... as long as you come in through the 'back door', there's no charge..."

Back door

What a bizarre rule!hat dragged the female ghost—who was left with only her head and half her torso after being burned—into the netherworld.With a loud bang, the door shut. I turned to Bai Wuchang and complained, "Sevent...