I asked you to tell divination, but I didn’t ask you to catch ghosts.

Chapter 25: That old man is not simple.

"Then how do you know where your cousin's mother-in-law's family is?" Xie Zhiyao asked Xiao Huai to come out of the jade gourd. Bringing a child with her would make others less vigilant.

At this time, Xiaohuai was wearing short sleeves and long jeans, and a baseball cap on his little head. He looked completely different from his original green appearance.

Although a long time had passed, when Yu Wenjie saw Xiaohuai, he would think of the time when he was dominated by fear, so he hid directly behind Xie Zhiyao.

"It's so amazing. Is this the Pokémon raised by Master Xie?" Huang Minghao opened his eyes wide and looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in disbelief. Doesn't it look like the Pokémon in the anime?
Xiao Huai glanced at Huang Minghao, and that one glance made the latter shiver. It was obviously a scorching hot weather, but it made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

As you walk along the rocks on the seaside, you will find small bungalows scattered not far away. Some are even directly on the rocks. There is no need to worry about the typhoon blowing away the house.

Now is the fishing season, many boats are placed on the pier, and a few people are walking around as if they are really tourists.

"There is a GPS locator on my cousin's cell phone. My aunt installed it because she was afraid that something might happen to her. She doesn't even know it. As long as she finds the cell phone, she can find their whereabouts!" Yu Wenjie said confidently, holding the locator in his hand. The tracker looks like a camera, so it doesn't stand out.

The scenery of the small fishing village is quite good, especially when standing on the seaside and watching the sunrise and sunset. It also attracts batches of artists to come and sketch.

"Hello! Can this classmate be my model? I just want to draw a picture of a beautiful boy in the sun!" The speaker was a round-faced girl, who was looking at Huang Minghao with starry eyes.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? You can't even see me being so handsome next to you, but you only see Xiao Ming!" Yu Wenjie shouted in dissatisfaction from the side.

All the art students are holding their drawing boards at the beach. Some have almost finished painting, but some have not yet started painting. It seems that the current scenery is not what they want, such as the girl in front.

"Go ahead, I also want to see how they are doing." Xie Zhiyao walked over and looked at the paintings that had been finished and were still on the shelf.

Suddenly there was a painting that made her shudder instantly. The painting showed a scarred mermaid lying on the rocks, her blood flowing into the sea and turning into a black evil ghost.

"This is a painting by our teacher. Is it a good painting? The mermaid on it is lifelike and looks like a real thing!" A boy next to him said when he saw that Xie Zhiyao was interested in the painting next to him.

"Where is your teacher? Can I see him?" Watching the male student leave, Xie Zhiyao looked at the painting carefully and could feel the resentment in the painting, but the resentment was not coming from the painting.

"The red paint is made of blood, and it's the kind of blood that bleeds from someone who died miserably. That's why the painting has so much resentment." Xiao Huai squinted, and the resentment coming from the surface was his best nourishment.

"Could it be the blood of the mermaid on the painting?" Xie Zhiyao has never seen a mermaid, but only heard from her master that there used to be many mermaids in the East China Sea, but they were severely fished and modern environmental pollution has made these mermaids on the verge of extinction.

Yu Wenjie and Huang Minghao on the other side followed. After the girl took a satisfactory photo, she started painting, so there was no need for them to stay there.

"This painting makes me feel bad." Huang Minghao frowned and looked at the mermaid on the painting, as if she would suddenly rush out and strangle him!
"What's wrong? I feel pretty good, and the painting is also good, very Gothic style." Yu Wenjie was about to reach out and touch it, but was scolded loudly.

It turned out that the boy went to call their teacher over. "Which school are you from? I haven't heard that there are other schools that come to the fishing village to sketch." The teacher looked at the gentle man and stared at several people with unkind eyes.

"We are not art students. We just heard that the scenery of the fishing village is very good, so we came here to take some photos." Huang Minghao took out his camera and showed it to the art teacher.

I have to say that Huang Minghao's photography skills are very good, and the pictures he took are indeed what the entire fishing village looks like. The art teacher couldn't say anything, but just returned the camera to him and asked them to leave here and not to disturb his students' painting.

Leaving the beach, I met few people along the way, until at the door of a bungalow, Yu Wenjie signaled that he was inside.

"The photo of the twins was taken at this door, right?" The vermilion door looked like it was covered with a thick layer of cinnabar. Xie Zhiyao could tell that it was a very pure cinnabar.

Cinnabar is used to draw talismans. Xie Zhiyao has been exposed to it since she was a child, so no one knows better than her. Cinnabar with high purity can better prevent the invasion of ghosts and monsters.

Next to the house is a fisherman's house, and the four of them plan to go there to eat and inquire about the situation.

There is only one fisherman's house in the whole fishing village, so tourists who come here will eat and stay here. Those art students have been here for a week and they all live here.

"Why do you want me to come back?! It's just a little shabby shop! You want to go home and inherit the family business! I finally got into college just to get out of this hellish place! As a result, you are now working together to trick me back!"

Just after ordering, I heard someone yelling upstairs. Not long after, a boy wearing white short-sleeves came down from upstairs, dragging a large suitcase.

"If you dare to leave! Believe it or not, I will die right in front of you!" An old voice from behind followed him with a cane.

"Grandpa! Why do you have to do this? When I make money in the future, I will definitely take you out, so can you let me go to school first?!" The boy held the suitcase tightly and refused to let go no matter what.

The two of them were in a stalemate, neither letting the other go, until the group of art students came back from outside.

"Eh? You're leaving. Didn't you agree to wait for us to leave together?" The round-faced girl's name was Wu Qianqian. She looked at the boy pulling the suitcase and asked doubtfully.

"I'm sorry, Qianqian. I have something to do at school, so I have to go back first. You guys have fun. I've told my family that I'll only charge you half the price." The boy glanced at the old man behind him and said.

"Bring him back to me. You don't want to inherit the family business, and you want your family to sell you favors? What you think is too beautiful!" The old man gave an order, and the people who were helping in the kitchen swarmed up and pushed the boy to the ground.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and waited until those people were about to squeeze the boy away before they reacted and stopped him.

"That old man is not simple." Xie Zhiyao turned the cup in her hand and stared at the old man jokingly.
(End of this chapter)