After leaving Seventh Master's house.
I returned home, where Meng Yifan and Song Xiaotian were packing too.
Really, they were just packing a couple of changes of clothes. They planned to leave for their vacation tomorrow.
"Two grown men going to see the ocean together? Are you guys gay?" I teased them when I saw how excited they were.
"We agreed a month ago that we'd all go together, and now you've suddenly backed out."
Meng Yifan looked at me, a little annoyed. "What are you going off to do? Go on a date with An Ning?"
I glared at him. "Don't talk nonsense. I'm going to Lin City with Seventh Master."
Song Xiaotian gave me a strange look. "You really respect your elders, young man. Instead of spending a perfectly good holiday vacationing with us, you're going off with an old man. What are you thinking?"
I said, "An old client of Seventh Master's asked him to look into something. I figured I'd go along and broaden my horizons."
Calling it ghost hunting was too blunt. In this line of work, whether a matter was big or small, whether it involved feng shui readings or exorcisms and healing, it was all called "looking into something."
I didn't tell them about the ominous hexagram either, so they wouldn't spend their vacation worrying about Seventh Master and me.
"That makes you even more of an oddball, running off with an old man to hunt ghosts over the holidays."
Song Xiaotian teased, "Well, be careful out there. Don't be on the other side of the divide between the living and the dead by the time we get back."
That last remark made my face go white.
I was already scared, and he just had to bring that up!
"Drop dead!"
I went