MMJWQC Chapter 42

Translator: Moonlit

Editor: kiki

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Chu Ruochun had just awakened “Feng Qi”, who had been imprisoned for an unknown number of years, without doing anything to him. After he had truly passed out, Chu Ruochun took out a specially customized acupuncture kit from the drawer.

These needles had all been soaked in talisman-infused water beforehand. Now, one by one, they were inserted into Feng Qi’s acupuncture points, and spiritual energy was employed.

An hour later, Chu Ruochun removed the needles and walked out of the room.

The moment he pushed the door open, the people waiting outside saw that his face had turned pale.

Bai Yichen returned to his human form and supported him, asking, “Have you exhausted your spiritual energy?”

Chu Ruochun gently shook his head, “I’m fine. I’ll go back to my room to meditate. You all can go about your business.”

Yang Wenxin and Feng Jiu were somewhat at a loss, unable to be of much help.

Yang Wenxin asked, “Is there anything we can do?”

Chu Ruochun replied, “You can keep an eye on Feng Qi. If anything happens, just knock on my door.”

There was no trace of his usual gentleness on his face; his expression had turned cold.

Bai Yichen said, “I’ll arrange things; you rest.”

Chu Ruochun nodded and went inside.

Big Fox squatted outside, unsure of what to do, and finally decided to sit quietly in the living room.

The hundred-square-meter house was clearly quite crowded today.

When Feng Jiu and the others saw Feng Qi, they found that he was sleeping soundly, and Chu Ruochun considerately covered him with a blanket.

They hadn’t heard any cries of pain just now, but they could see that his back was soaked with sweat. They weren’t sure if it was due to heat or pain, hoping it wasn’t the latter.

Half an hour later, Feng Qi slowly woke up, seeing Feng Jiu and Yang Wenxin.

When he got up, he felt a bit confused and realized that his body seemed much lighter.

“Son, how are you?” Yang Wenxin handed him some clothes. “Do you feel any discomfort?”

“My body is fine.” On the contrary, he felt better than ever before. He couldn’t describe it precisely; it was just a truly mysterious feeling.

He was about to get out of bed when his head suddenly started hurting. He held his head, and a rush of memories flooded in, making his head spin.

Yang Wenxin asked, “What’s wrong? What’s happening?”

Feng Qi received too many memories, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit. He rushed to the bathroom and vomited for a long time.

Feng Jiu looked worried, “What’s going on? Chu Ruochun didn’t mention any aftereffects.”

Bai Yichen followed and patted Feng Qi’s back, “Are you okay?”

Feng Qi wasn’t vomiting bile; what he threw up was black liquid.

After he had finished vomiting, Bai Yichen handed him a glass of water to rinse his mouth.

Once done, Feng Qi sat silently on the couch, lost in thought.

Both Yang Wenxin and Feng Jiu were a bit worried. Feng Qi’s expression and his unusual silence concerned them.

Not long after, Feng Qi left without saying a word to them.

Yang Wenxin and Feng Jiu followed him, afraid that something might happen to Feng Qi.

Bai Yichen glanced at Chu Ruochun’s closed room and didn’t say anything.

He was curious about what Feng Qi had experienced; it seemed like he had become a different person.

Things were far from as simple as Chu Ruochun had described.

In the afternoon, Yang Ran went to the school to pick up Chu Ruolin, and the atmosphere at home became peaceful again.

As evening approached, Chu Ruochun had regained about half of his spiritual energy.

Bai Yichen didn’t revert to his original form; instead, he ordered a family bucket of fried chicken and was happily devouring it at the dining table.

Yang Ran, being an artist’s assistant, was astonished to see him eat so much greasy food.

Yang Ran asked, “Bai ge, won’t you gain weight by eating high-energy fried food like this?”

Bai Yichen, without any concern for his image, gnawed on a chicken wing, “Gain weight? How could that happen?”

Yang Ran looked at the pile of chicken bones in front of him. He had finished a whole family bucket by himself in just ten minutes and was now attacking a second one.

“The calories here must add up to at least ten thousand, right?” Yang Ran had been studying nutrition recently.

“It doesn’t matter; my manager isn’t here. Let’s indulge a bit.” As a fox spirit, how could I gain weight from just this little bit!

Yang Ran had just expressed concern for Bai Yichen when he saw Big Fox holding a big piece of chicken and gnawing on it.

“Chu ge, can Big Fox eat something this oily?”

“It’s okay,” Chu Ruochun said, “Let him eat.”

Yang Ran: “…” I’ve never seen someone raise a fox like this, and it still looks so sleek and healthy, without any issues.

Truly a master, Chu ge!

Chu Ruolin only ate a small piece; Chu Ruochun controlled his diet. After all, he was a human child, and it wasn’t good for him to have excess nutrition and gain too much weight.

Bai Yichen cheekily asked Chu Ruolin if he wanted more and offered him a piece of spicy chicken wing, but Chu Ruolin shook his head.

After dinner, Bai Yichen collapsed on the couch to rest, and Yang Ran made tea for them.

Yang Ran asked Chu Ruochun, “Chu ge, is your complexion not good? Are you feeling unwell?”

His current role had turned into being Chu Ruochun’s personal assistant in life, as the company had rented an apartment downstairs for him to live in.

Chu Ruochun’s voice was slightly lower as he spoke, “I’m fine, just need a couple of days of rest, and I’ll be good. Please take care of Ruolin these days.”

“I understand,” Yang Ran replied.

Bai Yichen lounged on the couch playing games, and Chu Ruolin sat beside him, watching him use his phone, eager to try.

“Wanna play?”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll teach you.”

“My big brother doesn’t let me play games.”

“My brother doesn’t let me play games at night either, but now I can.”

“Then I want to play too.”

So, the two of them gathered to play the game.

Yang Ran scrolled through Weibo for a while, then suddenly remembered some gossip he heard in the company group today.

“Chu ge, do you remember He Jun, who participated in the program with you before?”

“I remember. Why? Did he also participate in one of Bai Yichen’s shows before?” Chu Ruochun asked.

Bai Yichen also raised his eyebrows, his ears perking up. “He Jun? Why don’t I remember?”

Yang Ran said, “Wasn’t he eliminated by you?”

Bai Yichen: “…” He had completely forgotten about that incident.

After the previous incident, Bai Yichen’s show had paused for one episode before resuming. However, the culprit was still at large, and Chu Ruochun hadn’t paid much attention to it.

Yang Ran continued, “I just heard from my colleagues at the company that he participated in another program after being eliminated, and something happened again.”

Bai Yichen gossiped with interest, “This guy seems really unlucky.”

Yang Ran agreed, “Indeed, he participated in three variety show recordings, and all of them had issues. It’s causing quite a commotion. It just started trending on Weibo, and they’ve taken the show off the air.”

“What was the name of that show again?” Bai Yichen became curious, but his eyes remained fixed on the screen. “Ruolin, come sit with me.”

“Sure! Big Brother, your skin looks so good!” Chu Ruolin was using Bai Yichen’s other phone. He carried two phones with him every day, and he happened to give one to Chu Ruolin to play with.

Their game didn’t hinder their conversation.

“City of Love,” Yang Ran said.

“City of Love? Wasn’t that a music variety show? I remember they approached me as well, but I declined,” Bai Yichen had a good memory and remembered the incident of turning them down, as his agent had mentioned it. “But what exactly happened?”

Yang Ran was about to explain when Chu Ruochun’s phone rang, and it was their company’s boss, Jiang Yu’an.

Chu Ruochun answered the call, and Jiang Yu’an addressed him with great respect, “Did I disturb Master Chu’s rest?”

After the supernatural incident during the recording of “Nothing’s Impossible,” the whole entertainment industry had heard about it. Although nothing had been explicitly shown on the program, various rumors had circulated privately.

Jiang Yu’an, as a member of the entertainment industry, couldn’t be unaware of it. Upon learning that Chu Ruochun had resolved the incident, his admiration for him had reached a new level.

“No, Mr. Jiang, what’s the matter?” Chu Ruochun asked.

“It’s like this, I don’t know if you’re acquainted with the owner of Jiangyang Entertainment. He’s a friend of mine, and a show he invested in discovered some bizarre occurrences today. He’d like to ask you to come and take a look,” Jiang Yu’an lowered his voice as much as possible, afraid of disturbing Chu Ruochun.

Chu Ruochun replied, “Come pick me up tomorrow morning.”

Jiang Yu’an was about to describe the events in detail, but all the words got stuck in his throat, and he simply said, “Alright.”

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The next morning, Jiang Yu’an personally picked up Chu Ruochun.

Besides Chu Ruochun, there was also a beautiful white fox. Jiang Yu’an glanced at the stunning fox, so beautiful that he couldn’t even blink.

“It’s truly beautiful.”

Bai Yichen sat next to Chu Ruochun and didn’t even spare Jiang Yu’an a glance.

Jiang Yu’an: “…” It seemed like he was being looked down upon by a beautiful fox.

Indeed, Master Chu was Master Chu; the temperament of his fox was different from that of other people’s pets.

After a night’s rest, Chu Ruochun had already recovered from yesterday’s weakness caused by excessive use of spiritual energy.

“How did things go?” Chu Ruochun asked.

Jiang Yu’an, who had been holding onto the gossip all night, finally had the chance to speak, “Well, here’s the thing. It’s a music variety show, and they invited well-known singers from the industry. The guests take turns to go on stage and sing one of their own representative songs with five amateurs. The guests and some not-so-famous musicians from behind the scenes try to guess which of the six people on stage is the original singer. It’s a process like that.”

Bai Yichen rolled his eyes; Jiang Yu’an was quite verbose and took a while to get to the point.

In fact, Yang Ran had only explained half of it last night and hadn’t covered everything. Since Jiang Yu’an came to invite Chu Ruochun, his information would be more reliable.

Chu Ruochun wasn’t in a hurry; he just nodded.

Jiang Yu’an continued, “During the recording of the program yesterday, one of the guests who was supposed to be on stage suddenly exploded. His body turned into a bloody mess, and the scene was extremely gruesome.”

Chu Ruochun asked, “What did the police say?”

Jiang Yu’an replied, “The police believe that someone planted a bomb, but they haven’t found any fragments or residual chemicals related to the explosion yet. They are still conducting investigations.”

Chu Ruochun inquired, “Was the body completely shattered, or were there any body parts left behind?”

Jiang Yu’an answered, “There was one arm left behind. My friend found it very strange; it was intact.”

Chu Ruochun asked, “Did they preserve the arm?”

Jiang Yu’an continued, “Yes, originally the arm was being transported for autopsy, but during the journey, it vanished mysteriously. The vehicle used for transportation never opened its doors from start to finish until it arrived at the police station. However, the arm simply disappeared. So, my friend thought there might be a paranormal event involved, and that’s why he asked if I could recommend a master. That’s when I thought of you.”

The entertainment boss had shifted to promoting a master, and he didn’t feel ashamed of it; on the contrary, he felt proud. It was also an opportunity to get closer to the master.

“Alright, just let me know when you need me.”

When they arrived at the filming location, they expected to find few people. To their surprise, there were quite a few colleagues present.

However, among these people, some were amateurs, and some were just dabblers.

One of them, a young man dressed as a Daoist monk, quietly hid behind a burly man when he saw Chu Ruochun.

That’s the expert in illusion techniques who could use them flawlessly without any post-processing!

There was a police cordon at the scene, and they could only observe from the outside, unable to see much. Because the news had been suppressed, there were no fans causing trouble, and the scene wasn’t too chaotic, with not too many people around.

Jiang Yu’an spotted the boss of Jiangyang Entertainment, who was personally explaining the case to the various “masters.” He had decent emotional intelligence and didn’t blurt out foolish statements like “he’ll generously reward anyone who can solve this,” regardless of whether the issue was resolved or not, he had to pay.

He happened to walk up to the “high monk” and said, “Master Huai’en, we’re counting on you for the next steps.”

Chu Ruochun approached this “high monk” and asked, “Master Huai’en?”

The “high monk” quivered his lips and chanted “Amitabha” while lowering his eyelids, looking quite guilty.

Chu Ruochun asked him, “Are you Master Huai’en, the junior disciple of Master Huai Ci from Jingkong Si?”

Master Huai’en stammered, “Y-yes.”

Chu Ruochun didn’t expose him and said, “Then, please, Master Huai’en, recite the Amitabha chant for the deceased.”

Master Huai’en mumbled, “Of course.”

The boss of Jiangyang Entertainment saw Chu Ruochun and Jiang Yu’an and warmly shook hands with Chu Ruochun, saying, “Master Chu, thank you for coming.”

“Not at all,” Chu Ruochun nodded.

The other “masters” were wandering around the scene with various ritual tools. Some were impersonating shamans, some were trying to summon spirits on the spot, and some were murmuring as if they had achieved enlightenment. There was even one fake master who had his eyes on the white fox by Chu Ruochun’s side, thinking about how much money he could make by selling this fox.

Bai Yichen noticed the creepy gaze and cast a small spell, causing the fake master to go mad and start performing a striptease right there.

Chu Ruochun glanced at Master Huai’en and then said to Mr. Jiang, “Mr. Jiang, this benefactor may be suffering from a hereditary mental illness. It’s best to send him to the hospital for treatment.”

Mr. Jiang replied, “Alright!” He never expected someone would pretend to be a master and deceive him.

There was a little incident during the process: one or two “divine masters” pretended to be inadequate in their abilities, said they couldn’t discern anything, and quickly left, as if they were being chased by vicious dogs.

Chu Ruochun patted the white fox’s head and said, “Behaving badly.”

Master Huai’en was trembling with fear, and he wanted to escape, but Chu Ruochun had just grabbed him, and he couldn’t run!

However, Chu Ruochun didn’t pay any attention to him. Instead, he circled around the scene.

He said to Bai Yichen, “It’s the same as what happened at Lu Ming’s house.”

Later, he asked Mr. Jiang if there was a recording of the scene, specifically the footage of the six people standing behind the curtain.

Mr. Jiang replied, “Yes, come with me. We gave a copy to the police and kept one for ourselves.”

Chu Ruochun followed Mr. Jiang backstage to watch the recording of the scene.

The director briefed them on the situation.

Among the six people, one was the well-known singer Yuan Tian, four were male online mimics hired from the internet, and one was He Jun.

Their voices were all quite similar to Yuan Tian’s. During the performance, everyone stood in their respective positions.

Chu Ruochun asked the director, “Is He Jun’s voice also very similar to Yuan Tian’s?”

The director explained, “Our company has a collaboration with Qingju Entertainment, and He Jun was recommended by Qingju. Originally, he was added later, and I didn’t agree, but he has good singing skills, and his ability to imitate singers is strong. I also wanted to save some money by not hiring more amateurs, so I had him come on the show regularly.”

Chu Ruochun nodded thoughtfully.

The fact that He Jun was present at every incident on the show seemed too coincidental to be true.

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