Chapter 27: Victim of Theft Part 2

Now knowing it was still Ghost Granny stirring things up behind the scenes, and understanding the attitudes of the Huang Family and Old Tang’s group, Wang Ya didn’t stay at the Wang Family home any longer and bid farewell to leave.

Boss Huang, Old Tang, and Zheng Yanxia all saw her off personally, extremely courteous. As she left, Boss Huang stuffed another 100,000 yuan into her hands. Boss Huang and Old Tang escorted her all the way downstairs. Boss Huang expressed deep regret and said, “Wang Ya, you helped us so much, but we can’t help you much in return. I’m truly sorry. But if you really run into trouble, tell me, and I’ll do everything I can to help. I didn’t know last night; I only heard this morning that A’qi’s soul was taken, and you went to great lengths to get it back.” At this, Boss Huang thanked Wang Ya profusely again.

Wang Ya returned the 100,000 yuan Boss Huang had given her and said, “I charge set prices for my services, and you’ve already paid for last night’s help. Boss Huang, you’re a businessman, and what I did was business. You don’t owe me money; I handled your matter properly, and that’s that!” With that, she waved to Old Tang and Boss Huang and walked away without looking back.

Wang Ya took the bus back leisurely. After getting off, she first went to the pharmacy to buy a bunch of medicinal herbs to replenish qi and blood, then wandered to the market to buy chicken, pigeons, and a pile of meat and vegetables. She carried them back home and first stewed herself a party ginseng chicken soup.

In the afternoon, the Landlord couple arrived with 20,000 yuan and several large bags of fruit, flattering and praising Wang Ya effusively, saying she was young and accomplished with real skills. Wang Ya chatted idly with them for a bit before seeing them off.

For the next few days, she holed up at home stewing soups and cooking up good eats all day. Occasionally, she’d wander out to buy meat and vegetables or go to the incense shop for incense, yellow paper, and the like. The Landlord Wife and Landlord Sir couldn’t wait to tell everyone they knew that they were acquainted with a highly skilled Ghost Catching expert, drumming up business and promoting her everywhere. Every few days, they’d bring people to her, asking her to check things out, even for housewarming Feng Shui consultations. Wang Ya was amused but helpless; her expertise was Ghost Catching, not Feng Shui. But people paid, and home Feng Shui was just a few basics. She could check their home layouts and scan for Yin Qi or Evil Qi. If she encountered minor Yin Souls causing trouble, she’d capture them on the way. For crying babies, she’d check; if sick, she’d tell parents to take them to the hospital; if they’d bumped into something, she’d resolve it casually. She’d done this kind of thing back home too and didn’t find it beneath her. Since they were referrals from the Landlord couple, she’d help where she could—doing good deeds could accumulate some fortune, right?

For home Feng Shui checks, she charged 1,000 yuan. For hauntings, 3,000 to 5,000 depending on severity. For Talisman Paper, House-Protecting Talisman Paper went for 800 yuan a sheet. For night drivers like Landlord Sir who needed Four Symbols Evil-Suppressing Talismans for night work, she charged 3,000. As for Ferocious Souls and Malevolent Ghosts, she hadn’t encountered any more; cities didn’t produce those casually. Even if one popped up occasionally, it got cleaned up quickly! Ghost Granny was powerful, right? Waves of people tried to exterminate her, but in the end, didn’t she just roll up her Cane and flee for her life?

Over a leisurely month, Wang Ya took on seven or eight jobs and earned nearly 10,000 yuan easily and happily. Of course, some clients doubted her skills because of her youth, and she wouldn’t argue—she’d just turn and leave.

At first, Wang Ya worried Ghost Granny’s descendants would come knocking, staying vigilant and ready for a big fight. But after more than a month with no news—not even from Zheng Yanxia’s family’s Construction Site, which had smoothly resumed work and started presales—she relaxed.

Wang Ya knew that on the night they clashed, the Dead Old Lady’s side hadn’t gotten off easy either. Though they hid in the shadows, they’d suffered losses: at least one Paper Doll lost, and several Ferocious Ghosts heavily injured. Wang Ya figured her final Eastern Yi Wood Azure Dragon Ghost-Exorcising Seal had hit those Five Elements Ghosts. From the shrill wail that came back, she knew those ghosts were badly hurt and needed time to recover!

However, Wang Ya never expected that one day, her home would be burglarized.

She came home after buying groceries and found the front door wide open, the room ransacked in a mess! The bracelets, bangles, and necklaces in her jewelry box were all gone, along with the 20,000 to 30,000 yuan cash in the drawer. There were even pry marks on the anti-theft lock of the security door.

Wang Ya was furious and promptly called the police, also summoning the property management for a scolding.

They checked the surveillance, but the footage was black—apparently blocked by something the thief used. And these security guards hadn’t even come upstairs to check when the cameras failed, claiming it might be a line or signal issue and they’d call someone to look.

The police had Wang Ya inventory the losses, filed a report, and left, saying they’d crack the case soon and for her to wait for news.

Steal money, fine—but they trashed the place, even rummaging through the wardrobe thoroughly, throwing her expensive clothes all over the floor.

Wang Ya spent from afternoon until evening sorting things out. While organizing the drawer, she discovered the thieves had stolen her rental contract too! What would thieves want with a rental contract? Not even good for wiping ass. These thieves were quite professional—no fingerprints left, let alone hair or skin scraps. If they’d dared leave even a hair, Wang Ya guaranteed they’d regret it for three years!

Even with over 500,000 yuan still in her bank card, the stolen cash and jewelry were worth tens of thousands, and Wang Ya’s heart ached—no help for it.

In the middle of the night, as Wang Ya slept groggily, she suddenly remembered her rental contract had her ID card information filled out clearly, along with the landlord’s details as party A and B, addresses and all! Wang Ya jolted awake. Sitting up in bed, the more she thought, the more off it seemed. Who steals a rental contract with the loot? Could it be Ghost Granny’s crew? But then she thought she’d overthought it—if they knew her address, they’d have sent thugs to bust in long ago. Once they caught her, what couldn’t they get? No need for all this roundabout effort!