Reborn As Super Heiress

Huo Sining was shocked and bewildered when she heard this: ”What is Thousand-Mile Guider?”

Upon hearing this, Qibao’s eyes flickered for a moment, and without knowing where from, he pulled out a box and handed it to Huo Sining: ”It’s this.”

Huo Sining looked down and saw a box of unknown material, with a fat mother insect as thick as two thumbs squirming inside. Seeing this creature, Huo Sining’s complexion changed drastically, revealing an expression of disgust.

One couldn’t blame her; she couldn’t help it. Whenever she saw such plump, wriggling creatures, her skin crawled. However, Qibao, this brat, carried the insect around with him, which was unbearable for Huo Sining. She almost let out a cry and wished she could throw the brat’s thing directly into the trash can.

”How can you carry this thing around? Where did you hide it, and how did you pass through the security checks?”

Huo Sining’s face was slightly stiff, and after asking this, her mind finally reacted as if she caught the wrong key point, ”Wait, what did you say this thing is, Gu?!”

Qibao nodded: ”Miaojiang Gu, sis, haven’t you heard? This is my treasure, the only relic my mother left for me.”

Huo Sining was completely bewildered. She suddenly recalled that this brat had escaped from a Miao Village. Indeed, Miaojiang was quite a mysterious region, with corpse control, Gu poison, and various bizarre things, but she never expected that Qibao, who seemed so harmless, would also know Miaojiang Witchcraft.Gu, which was too terrifying.

”Did you put the insect on Uncle Tong’s bed?! If infected with Gu poison, will there be any adverse effects on the body?”

Seeing Qibao’s expression of obviousness and complacency, Huo Sining couldn’t say what she felt. She was upset, wanting to get angry, yet felt the situation was understandable. It was her own oversight of the child’s matters, and since it had already happened, it was most crucial not to blame the child but to figure out what abnormal symptoms a normal person would exhibit when affected by Witch Gu.

”Sis, this is a mother Gu. The Sub Gu of the Thousand-Mile Guider isn’t that big; it’s about the size of a hair, and you won’t feel anything inside the human body.” Qibao explained.

Upon hearing this explanation, Huo Sining felt much less tense, but she still found the mother insect unpleasant, hurriedly asking Qibao to put it away, suddenly thinking of another question, she couldn’t help asking: ”So, this mother insect can track where the Sub Gu is?”

Qibao nodded: ”Yeah, didn’t I tell you before? The person you’re looking for should be around Chang’an because the mother Gu sensed something right after the plane landed.”

Huo Sining felt a bit thrilled at once, not expecting such gains from the trip to Chang’an. Perhaps finding Uncle Tong could help unravel the mystery that had troubled her for so long.

Following Zhou Shitao’s instructions, upon arriving in Chang’an, Huo Sining immediately contacted people here. The person in charge of meeting her was Yang Xiaohan, a native of Chang’an and a frequent visitor to the Ghost Market, well versed in the happenings of the Chang’an Ghost Market.

”I’ve been observing; that black-market dealer shouldn’t be alone and is wandering around with several people. But in the Ghost Market, they always act separately, seemingly very cautious.”

After reuniting with Yang Xiaohan, she shared her recent observations with Huo Sining and planned to first take her to check out Chang’an Ghost Market Street without alerting anyone.

Being a Ghost Market, it certainly wouldn’t be a marketplace in broad daylight but at night. Huo Sining and her companions left the house past midnight, ate some snacks to replenish energy, and then wandered to Antique Street. Outside, nothing peculiar was noted; but once inside, she was astonished to realize she had arrived at the legendary Ghost Market.

Though named Antique Street, it was actually a dilapidated alley filled with various large tents. Each tent was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, including quite a few foreigners rummaging through those antiques. Since it was nighttime, most seekers carried flashlights, and beams of light streaked across the Ghost Market’s pavement.

The entire Ghost Market was bustling with crowds yet surprisingly quiet, nothing like the lively antique streets Huo Sining had seen. Everyone at the Ghost Market seemed to share an unspoken understanding, even during business talks, voices were subdued, as if afraid of disturbing something, inexplicably bringing a sense of tension.

Upon seeing the Ghost Market, Huo Sining couldn’t resist scratching an itch. Those who dabble in antiques have this flaw; upon seeing such ancient items, there’s a desire to touch, rummage, and snatch a few to satisfy oneself.

Yang Xiaohan briefly explained the Ghost Market’s rules to Huo Sining, and impatiently squeezed into the crowd, quickly kneeling at a stall and began rummaging through a pile of replicas.

Startled by Yang Xiaohan’s rough actions, Huo Sining raised her head and glanced at the stall owner, only to find no hint of displeasure. The owner merely glanced at Yang Xiaohan lazily and continued attending to other customers.

Huo Sining was somewhat surprised, such conduct wouldn’t be allowed on an Antique Street in S City or the Imperial Capital. Even though stall owners knew most of their items were fake, rummaging like this could damage the goods.

Though most items at this stall were replicas, not valuable, when intact they could deceive rookies. But once damaged, revealing the glaze or similar, their true age would be exposed, making it obvious they were fake.

However, what Huo Sining didn’t know was that in Xi’an Ghost Market replicas were as common as cattle, and such items were largely disregarded, costing little, and the stall owners hardly cared. As long as it wasn’t overdone, the stall owners typically wouldn’t stop them.

Moreover, outsiders unfamiliar with the situation wouldn’t dare do such things; Yang Xiaohan’s audacity proved she was a regular in the market. Thus, the stall owner assumed both were locals and didn’t bother hosting them specially, simply letting them choose.

Seeing Yang Xiaohan rummaging at the stall, Huo Sining couldn’t help touching her nose, secretly thinking: young lady, be gentle, don’t damage their stuff!

Soon enough, Huo Sining joined Yang Xiaohan’s rummaging team out of necessity. The stall was so wide her arms weren’t long enough to reach the items she wanted without doing so.