The Metaphysical Little Beggar's Rebirth: I'm an Unlucky Star

After sending away the ghost from the western suburbs death row, Shu Wanwan closed the ghost gate.

"Let's go to the garden and take a look." Shu Wanwan said to the stunned Bai Xuan. After that, Shu Wanwan walked forward on her own. She was going to go to the garden and take a look. Since she and Jiang Jingchen first came to the western suburbs villa, she felt that there was something wrong in the garden. She had investigated it when she was waiting for Jiang Jingchen that day, but her spiritual power had been exhausted at that time, and she could not feel anything. Now she was ready to investigate it carefully.

“…”Bai Xuan.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up." Shu Wanwan saw Bai Xuan standing there motionless. She turned back, grabbed Bai Xuan's arm, and walked towards the garden.

The edge of the garden at the western suburbs villa was lined with peach trees, followed by some trimmed shrubs, and then a series of flower beds of various shapes, each filled with a variety of flowers. The flowers were in full bloom this season. Shu Wanwan and Bai Xuan walked almost half a circle around the garden, carefully examining each spot. Nothing seemed unusual until they reached a tree in the backyard. Shu Wanwan stopped, and Bai Xuan also stopped, both of them staring at the tree's roots. How could it be an apricot tree, planted among a bunch of peach trees?

"Something seems different." Bai Xuan felt a wave of discomfort in his body, as if some unknown force was absorbing his ghost energy.

"Go find the tools and I'll take care of the rest." Shu Wanwan took out a piece of yellow paper and a pen from thin air, drew a little man on it, and gently drew a circle with her finger. The little man fell from the yellow paper and stood on the ground. In a blink of an eye, the little man made of yellow paper became as tall as a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child.

Bai Xuan soon found a shovel and handed it to the little paper man. The little paper man took the shovel, walked to the root of the tree and started digging. Soon the little paper man dug out a small hole.

"It's okay." Shu Wanwan stretched out her hand, and the little paper man returned to his original size. It fell to the ground as if it had lost its life, and at the moment it fell to the ground, it flew into Shu Wanwan's palm.

Shu Wanwan put away the little paper man and said, "Wait for me, I'll go and see." Shu Wanwan said this to Bai Xuan without raising her head, and then walked forward.

Shu Wanwan walked closer and saw that there was a package wrapped in red cloth buried under the apricot tree. Shu Wanwan patted the dirt on the red cloth, then opened the red cloth. Inside was a handheld bronze mirror. The entire bronze mirror was made of pure silver except for the mirror surface, and the mirror surface was slightly convex. Looking closely, the bronze mirror was very delicately designed, with intricate patterns carved on the hand. Shu Wanwan turned the bronze mirror over. There was a lock carved on the back of the bronze mirror. Shu Wanwan turned the bronze mirror over again and wiped the mirror surface. The moment it touched the mirror surface, Shu Wanwan felt a huge ghostly aura.

"Did the spiritual weapon become a ghost weapon?" Shu Wanwan muttered to herself.

"Xiaobai." Shu Wanwan originally wanted to show the bronze mirror to Bai Xuan, but when she turned around, she accidentally took the photo of Bai Xuan.

"Meow~" Bai Xuan meowed like a cat and turned into his original form.

"Are you okay?" Shu Wanwan wrapped the bronze mirror with red cloth again, trotted to Bai Xuan's side, squatted down, and looked at Bai Xuan who had turned into a cat.

"It's okay, but the moment they shone the thing on me, I felt like some of my spiritual energy was taken away." said the cat Bai Xuan.

"This thing is called the Soul-Locking Mirror, but it has been refined and now attacks indiscriminately." The Soul-Locking Mirror was originally a spiritual weapon. The ghosts that were illuminated by it could be distinguished as good and evil. Not only that, the evil ghosts would be collected into it and refined into part of the Soul-Locking Mirror. Shu Wanwan had heard of this once in her master's sect, but now this Soul-Locking Mirror was surrounded by black air and had been corroded by ghost energy. It attacked indiscriminately, but how could this thing be buried here now?

"I guess the reason why the headless male ghost said that ghosts disappeared was because of it." Shu Wanwan continued.

Shu Wanwan controlled the little paper man and restored the yard to its original state. Then, she and her cat Bai Xuan returned to the villa.

After a while, Bai Xuan turned into a handsome young man again, standing in front of Shu Wanwan wearing a ripped sweatshirt.

Shu Wanwan drew a talisman and stuck it on the Soul Locking Mirror. Then she sat on the sofa.

"What should we do now?" Bai Xuan also sat on the sofa with Shu Wanwan.

"There's no other way. Now that this thing has become like this, I can only slowly purify it with spiritual energy." Shu Wanwan had no choice but to put the Soul-Locking Mirror away.

"Tomorrow we'll go to Feng Shui Street and buy some Feng Shui ornaments to improve the luck of this villa."

"I won't go." He pointed to the hole on his sweatshirt. No flesh could be seen through the hole. It was pitch black. Bai Xuan only had a body.

"Okay." Shu Wanwan waved her hand and mended Bai Xuan's sweatshirt. Then she chatted with Bai Xuan for a few more words and went upstairs to sleep.

The next day, Shu Wanwan changed her clothes and prepared to go to Fengshui Street. When she went downstairs, she saw Bai Xuan had prepared breakfast and said, "Eat something before going."

"Okay." Shu Wanwan smiled at Bai Xuan, then took a piece of bread and started eating.

After breakfast, Shu Wanwan looked at the map on her phone and found Fengshui Street. She walked around and asked, "Boss, how much is this?" Shu Wanwan stopped in front of a street stall and looked at the exquisite and lovely golden dragon turtle.

"Two hundred thousand," the boss said to Shu Wanwan, sitting on a small stool in front of the stall. Usually, there's room for negotiation on this kind of thing, but the boss looked at Shu Wanwan's age and the way she was dressed and didn't seem like she could afford it. He stopped talking to her.

"Is this little guy so expensive?" Shu Wanwan thought.

"Boss, how about this? I'll tell you my fortune, and if it's accurate, you can give me half the price."

"Fortune-telling?" Since this was a Feng Shui street, the boss naturally believed in such things, but could this seemingly young girl really tell fortunes for him? The boss was a little confused.

"You are forty-eight years old and have a son. Is it true that your son got drunk two weeks ago, had a one-night stand with someone, and was then blackmailed for half a million yuan?"

"You... stop talking." The boss stood up in an instant. His face flushed. He had never told anyone about his son being blackmailed. How could he possibly say such a shameful thing? The boss immediately understood Shu Wanwan's abilities. "Master... I was blind to the truth just now. Could you please not spread this matter?" The boss stepped over to Shu Wanwan's side and said respectfully.

Shu Wanwan didn't know what the boss was going to do, and looked at him suspiciously. Could it be that the boss thought she was going to threaten him too?

Shu Wanwan hurriedly continued, "Your son has been set up by someone. If you believe me, you and your son can go to the lobby to find the manager and pull up the surveillance footage from that day."

"My son has asked the manager to check the surveillance footage, and he was indeed with that woman..." The stall owner couldn't continue speaking, and he began to doubt Shu Wanwan's ability again.

"That manager is fake. He was pretended to be a waiter. That waiter also participated in this honey trap. He specifically switched the video, but he was afraid that it would be discovered that the video had been switched, so he switched the video back. The real manager of their hotel doesn't know about this. You will know when you go there." Shu Wanwan said with certainty.

"Then..." The boss hesitated, because he had never told anyone about this matter. Shu Wanwan had expected this, and the current situation was something he could not have imagined.

"This is my contact information. If you have verified it, please contact me again." Shu Wanwan opened her backpack, took out a notebook, wrote down her contact information, tore it off and handed it to the boss.

Then Shu Wanwan left.

Shu Wanwan bought a lot of things and then ordered a few pieces of peach wood. Jade was too expensive, so Shu Wanwan didn't plan to use it. Although jade was indeed very beneficial, if Shu Wanwan injected some spiritual energy into the peach wood, the effect would be similar. In addition, peach wood was easier to polish than jade.

Shu Wanwan took a taxi back home carrying a bunch of things.