The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 795 - 64: Heavenly Master and the Former Slacker 64

The ghost hunters gradually entered the abandoned hospital.

Yan Qing and Cui Wenyan walked together.

Outside the hospital entrance, Cui Wenyan didn’t feel anything unusual.

But once they stepped inside, a cold eerie aura rushed towards them.

Cui Wenyan rubbed his arms. It’s obviously summer, but once inside, he felt cold. Yan Qing was also wearing short sleeves, and he was rubbing his arms too, muttering, "This resentment is so strong, isn’t it? So cold."

Under Yan Qing’s surprised gaze, Cui Wenyan opened his backpack and took out a sports jacket to put on.

"What? You were prepared too?" Yan Qing’s eyes widened.

"Yeah, better safe than sorry. I also brought a thermos with hot water, do you want some? It’s a big bottle, enough for two." Cui Wenyan asked.

"What did your master teach you?" Yan Qing asked with a complex expression.

"My master taught me ghost hunting. But the most important thing my master taught is, if conditions allow, to enjoy the greatest comforts, never to wrong oneself," said Cui Wenyan. "For this competition, we’re going to stay in this hospital for a day and a night, right? So my master also let me bring a self-heating small hotpot, do you want some?"

"I brought wafer biscuits and mineral water," Yan Qing said wistfully to Cui Wenyan. "There are cream-filled wafer biscuits; can I exchange them for your self-heating small hotpot?"

"Sure." Cui Wenyan nodded. He took out a box of self-heating hotpot and exchanged it with Yan Qing for two bags of wafer biscuits.

A passing ghost hunter gave them an odd look. Were these two here for a picnic or ghost hunting?

The ghost hunters in front of the monitor, including the president, vice-president, and several esteemed elders, stared blankly at the scene on the monitor. Was there something wrong with the way they were educating their disciples? They taught their disciples through hard training, to not fear difficulty, to be hardworking, and to face harsh environments with calmness. But the way Tianmiao educated his disciples seemed completely different?

The Great Elder remembered something and glanced at Tianmiao’s sunglasses hanging around his neck, the same brand as what his granddaughter had, costing thousands? A pair of glasses this expensive! Then he glanced at the watch on Tianmiao’s wrist, a six-digit price? Looking again at the ghost hunters present, they all wore simple and modest outfits, resembling returning to the true masters. (To put it frankly, they looked plain, and more realistically, they dressed in a poor taste.)

The ghost hunters in front of the monitors earned quite a bit from ghost hunting, but seemingly the focus wasn’t on enjoying life. They were all bewildered, starting to question their life choices. Was their previous way of education right?

"The ghost radar test seems useless here," Cui Wenyan said after glancing at the app.

"Yeah, definitely blocked, otherwise it’d be cheating," Yan Qing nodded. "Let’s speed up. I bragged in front of my master, saying that I’d definitely win first place in this year’s competition."

"What if you don’t get first place?" Cui Wenyan asked curiously.

"Three months without eating my favorite wafer biscuits," Yan Qing said with a mournful face.

"Oh, that’s no big deal," Cui Wenyan was indifferent.

"What do you mean no big deal? That’s practically asking for my life. Just think, if you couldn’t eat your favorite food for three months, how would you feel?" Yan Qing said angrily.

"Not much," Cui Wenyan shook his head.

"What if you couldn’t see your master for three months?" Yan Qing changed his approach.

"..." Cui Wenyan went silent, then a fire of determination sparked in his eyes, "First place is definitely mine." After saying that, Cui Wenyan quickened his pace and started jogging forward.

"Hey?" Yan Qing was startled and then came to his senses, also jogging to catch up, "Wait, wait for me. I’m the one who made the pledge, not you, don’t do this."

Soon, Yan Qing caught a ghost, it was a female ghost, disheveled hair, a pair of scissors stuck in her chest, constantly dripping blood.

"Not counted as a score?" Yan Qing looked at the bracelet on his right hand, and was stunned. Every ghost hunter in the competition was given a bracelet, which had a small display, similar in size to a fitness tracker. As soon as a ghost was caught, a number would be displayed. But Yan Qing caught a ghost, and his bracelet’s number showed no change, still at 0.

"Why is this?" Yan Qing frowned.

"I think I know why," Cui Wenyan also caught a ghost at this point, and seeing the number 0 on his bracelet while sensing the dense resentment of the ghost he caught, seemed to understand the true meaning of this competition.