The girl gave Lin Tian a relaxed smile.
After visiting Sir Gan and coming out,
walking by the roadside, both of them felt somewhat heavy-hearted.
In a way, what Gan Yanyu had been doing all along was to fulfill the unachieved wishes of the old man.
After a while, Lin Tian was the first to break the silence:
"Huh... Huh?" Gan Yanyu was a bit dazed.
"At least the old man has left us a fortune."
Lin Tian said with a smile,
"It’s time to unlock this fortune."
To renovate Sir Gan’s café,
Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu went to the city to shop for things.
Brand new chairs, tables, workbenches.
These were essential.
And to buy a good-looking and comfortable big sofa, after all, Gan Yanyu loves to lie down.
Then, to purchase some props that might seem useful for shooting:
Puppets, dolls, costume suits, white plush carpets, various kinds of potted plants...
Based on the principle of buying everything first and then deciding how to arrange them later,
Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu strolled around, picking up a lot of pretty but impractical items.
Like... a finely crafted white skull.
When Gan Yanyu picked up the skull in the store to show it to Lin Tian,
it gave Lin Tian, who had just turned around, quite a scare.
"Why are you buying this?" Lin Tian asked.
"Maybe in the future, you’ll create some ’hell’-themed tunes, right?"
"We can also buy a cross, a black notebook, and such, to use as shooting props later on, adding a bit of atmosphere to the videos..."
Gan Yanyu mentioned these ideas with a hint of excitement,
unexpectedly interested in Western culture despite not being an internet user.
Well, an artist who returned from abroad indeed.
In this regard, she’s quite trendy.
Lin Tian said, "Good."
So he simply took out his phone and seriously suggested,
"Then let’s buy some trinkets like a peach wood sword, black dog blood, Eight Diagrams Bell, human-shaped cow, and stuff. I’ve researched these a bit in the past..."
"Actually, I know a little bit about Spirit Communication Skill..."
Gan Yanyu’s face turned pale in an instant.
She quickly grabbed Lin Tian’s sleeve,
"Let’s... just forget it."
Hell is okay, but Fengdu is not?
What is this preference for foreign things over ours, aren’t the Ten Halls Yama more dashing than their Reaper?
"That... really scares me."
Gan Yanyu said with pursed lips, in a soft voice.
He was just teasing Gan Yanyu.
I mean, come across a guy in a black robe with a big scythe in reality, and most people wouldn’t react much, even find it somewhat cool.
But if you encounter one in white and one in black, each carrying shackles and handcuffs, one with a smiling face, tall and thin with a pale complexion spitting a long tongue, while the other with a fierce look, wide and plump with a dark little face...
That’s truly terrifying for anyone!
This is Chinese-style horror.
Abroad, Halloween has long been turned into an entertaining holiday.
But until now, no one dares to stir things up on the Ghost Festival.
However, Lin Tian was just having fun with Gan Yanyu.
With Halloween two months away, it would indeed be good to buy some quirky props for the theme.
Perhaps even preparing a costume for Gan Yanyu then.
So, the two of them spent an afternoon purchasing all the possibly needed items and arranged for home delivery.
It felt like a lot of money was spent, but in reality, after counting, it was just a bit over eight thousand, and the tables and sofa took up the bulk of it.
The real big expense had already been made by Lin Tian online.
Including new sound systems, lights for shooting, filming equipment.
These items cost more than a hundred thousand yuan.
But Lin Tian hid the real price from Gan Yanyu, because it was difficult to explain where the extra hundred thousand came from.
After all the items arrived...
Back at the apartment complex downstairs.
Gan Yanyu took out the keys and unlocked the lock.
She pushed open the long-sealed doors of the café.
Inside, it was still the familiar look.
It had only been a month since they last visited, yet it felt abandoned for a very long time.
The cold air bore no trace of human vitality.
Switching on the power, the entire café was instantly brightened by the lights.
Lin Tian went to the counter and gently touched its surface...
His hand was covered in dust.
"We need to clean up first."
Gan Yanyu put her hands on her hips and looked around seriously, then said.
"This place doesn’t have enough cleaning tools. I’ll go home and bring some more over. Lin Tian, you start by moving these tables."
After Gan Yanyu left.
Lin Tian rolled up his sleeves and got busy in the cafe, all by himself.
The main task was to move the loosely arranged tables closer together to clear some space in front of the counter.
In this space, Lin Tian could set up a photo studio specially for shooting videos.
Much more convenient than Lin Tian’s cramped living room.
Soon, the delivery service Lin Tian scheduled also brought things over one by one.
Even the piano from Lin Tian’s house was moved over.
After everything was put in place, several old masters nodded to Lin Tian, he nodded back, and they withdrew.
Just as the old masters left, and Lin Tian lowered his head to continue moving tables—
There came a "click-clack" "click-clack" sound of footsteps.
A clear female voice.
Lin Tian raised his head.
At the door, there was a blonde girl.
A delicate face, a high nose, she had a rare exquisite visage.
Wearing a lavish Lolita dress, topped with a little hat.
Lin Tian wondered to himself.
She’d probably do well at a foot-washing place.
"I’m sorry, the cafe is not open for business."
Lin Tian finished speaking and continued busying himself.
"I’m not here for coffee, I’m looking for someone."
"You’ve got the wrong place, this shop hasn’t been open for a month."
"I got the address correct, and it’s here."
"You must have made a mistake."
Lin Tian was starting to regret it.
Why hadn’t he hung a sign saying "Foreigners and Dogs Not Allowed" at the door earlier?
He looked up irritably.
The girl in front of him, however, was crossing her arms, frowning,
"I’m looking for Gan Yanyu, she used to work here, do you know her—"
Hearing this, Lin Tian finally put down the work in his hand, sizing up the girl in front of him,
"Looks like you do know Gan Yanyu."
The blonde girl’s lips slightly curved up as if confirming something, and she stepped into the coffee shop.
Only then did Lin Tian notice that the person had a cello on her back.
A friend of Gan Yanyu’s?
As soon as she entered, the girl sat down unceremoniously on a table.
She looked around the coffee shop with a disdainful glance:
"So this is the place where Gan Yanyu used to work, it reeks of poverty..."
"Then please get off my poor table."
Lin Tian’s expression darkened, and he pressed his hand on the table.
Indeed, he thought too much.
If it weren’t for the fact that the other person was a girl, and possibly a foreigner, a double buff, top tier of the top tier...
Lin Tian would have thrown her out already.
The blonde girl finally deigned to lower her proud gaze to look at Lin Tian’s face.
After recognizing him as someone familiar...
The blue eyes of the blonde girl quickly became sharp,
"How dare you delete my WeChat, you’re really rude!"
The girl’s voice turned a little cold at this point.
Lin Tian suddenly realized.
No wonder, ever since she entered the shop, he felt that her mind wasn’t quite right.
But if you say she’s the dumbass who added him yesterday.
It all suddenly made sense!
"Then let me tell it to you straight."
The blonde girl sat on the table, crossed her legs, and placed her high-heeled shoe about ten centimeters from Lin Tian’s face.
Speaking condescendingly:
"My name is Christine Nanali, the only daughter from the noble English cello family— the Kristin family."
"I came here today to find Gan Yanyu, just to issue a challenge to this annoying person..."