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"My Tenant is a Female Ghost" is about a female ghost.
The bell at the entrance of Ge's Flower Shop chimed pleasantly as Bai Zhuo stepped inside. After a brief moment of distraction, he spotted Ge Shui Lian at the cash register, her gaze filled with resentment... but Bai Zhuo completely ignored her.
"Is Master not here?" he asked. Ge Shui Lian was slumped over the table, her chest nearly spilling out of her top. She rolled her eyes and replied, "Tonight at ten o'clock, go to Jingxiu Villa to find him." With that, she returned to fiddling with her phone. Bai Zhuo was already used to Ge Shui Lian's attitude.
Feeling helpless, Bai Zhuo thought about how he had no skills of his own. He couldn't even reach his elusive master by phone, who had taught him nothing but expected him to participate in this ridiculous Ghost Hunting Competition. His thoughts were a tangled mess.
As he turned to leave, he heard Ge Shui Lian call out, "Hey, Bai!" He turned back and asked irritably, "What now?"
Ge Shui Lian tossed a bag at him, which he hurriedly caught. Opening it, he found nearly fifty Soul-Restraining Talismans! She said, "This is what my grandfather wanted me to give you. Soul-Restraining Talismans; the bag is a Soul Sealing Bag. Go home and check my family's notes; it should be enough for most situations. Good luck; I won't accompany you to your death."
"…Thanks for the kind words; I hope to see you again tomorrow…"
Sighing… If it weren't for wanting to dissolve the Ghost Marriage, he wouldn't want to participate in this Ghost Hunting Competition at all! If he hadn't met Su Meiniang—no, this female ghost—he wouldn't have gotten involved with that ghost carrying a child and wouldn't have had this Ghost Marriage issue! But then again, if he hadn't met Su Meiniang, he might have already died at Kagura Keiha's hands!
Leaving Ge's Flower Shop, Bai Zhuo called out, "Phantom Sparrow!"
A shadow behind him flickered as Phantom Sparrow appeared: "What do you want, mortal?" Bai Zhuo turned around in surprise. "Su… Su Meiniang? No… wait, Phantom Sparrow, can't you control your appearance?"
Phantom Sparrow proudly flaunted her ability and transformed into an ordinary female ghost, asking, "Hehe, mortal, have you seen someone who makes you uneasy?"
"I am your master!"
"Pfft… just a temporary master. One day you'll regret your choice!"
"You were bought with three hundred Soul-Sealing Pearls; why would I regret it?"
“……”
“Alright, that’s enough. There’s a big competition tomorrow night, just a reminder not to mess it up.”
The Phantom Sparrow rolled its eyes and slipped back into Bai Zhuo's shadow.
……
Neon lights dominated the night, with vehicles and people weaving in and out, creating a decadent tapestry of Ningcheng's nightlife. However, tonight's atmosphere felt somewhat strange.
The Jingxiu Villa was booked by the Onmyoji Association, and Bai Zhuo moved through the crowd at the villa, curiously observing the various "colleagues" around him.
Bai Zhuo focused on four groups of people. One group consisted of two blonde foreigners carrying a massive Silver Cross, tall and robust; another group, judging by their accents, appeared to be Sorcerers from Thailand—four men and one woman—whose appearances were rather unsavory. Bai Zhuo suspected that the woman might not be entirely female. The third group comprised seven Miaojiang Girls; among them, aside from one slightly older woman, the other six were young and beautiful, chattering away. They stood out like cranes among chickens, but oddly enough, everyone in attendance cast wary glances at them, hesitant to approach. Occasionally, a few reckless souls would venture close only to be teased by the girls before fleeing in embarrassment. The last group that caught Bai Zhuo's attention consisted of just one "person." This individual looked quite young, around Bai Zhuo's age, with an expressionless face that seemed to say "do not approach." However, what drew attention was the enormous Sophora Wood Coffin he carried on his back—an unsettling sight! Bai Zhuo could distinctly sense the thick Yin Qi emanating from the coffin.
These four groups were clearly the focal point of Bai Zhuo's interest and evidently of others as well.
Just as Bai Zhuo was about to leave the crowd, a voice called out from behind him: “Hey, are you Elder Ge’s disciple?” The voice belonged to the young man with the Sophora Wood Coffin!
At this statement, nearly all the Onmyoji in Ningcheng turned their gazes toward Bai Zhuo, and murmurs began to circulate throughout the crowd.
“So this is Elder Ge’s disciple!” “Elder Ge is known for his integrity and strength; how could he take on such a disciple?”
“Right? This guy looks so ordinary and down-to-earth; how did he become Elder Ge’s disciple? It doesn’t make sense!”
“Exactly.” “……”
Bai Zhuo frowned deeply; he had no intention of becoming the center of attention. This person had just revealed his own background with a single sentence, which was utterly contemptible. He asked, "Who are you?"
The young man carrying the coffin did not answer him. A hint of disdain appeared on his indifferent face as he said, "Heh... It seems Master is getting old, and his eyesight is failing him, choosing someone like you as a disciple."
Bai Zhuo was taken aback. "You, you are!"
"That's right, I am your senior brother. To be honest, I don't have much faith in you for tonight's Ghost Hunting Competition; you might not even keep your life. I advise you to train for another three years before coming back," the young man carrying the coffin scoffed and walked away.
Bai Zhuo watched the young man disappear behind the coffin and called out, "What’s your name?"
But the young man completely ignored Bai Zhuo. Gritting his teeth, Bai Zhuo declared, "I will secure a spot in the top three."
The young man carrying the coffin suddenly stopped, his whole body shaking with laughter. After a moment, his uncontrollable laughter echoed.
"Heh heh heh... Hahaha... Hahaha!" The young man laughed for quite a while, seemingly in pain from laughing so hard. He wiped away the tears of laughter from his eyes and turned back to mock him, "Courageous indeed, my junior brother! Hahaha! If you manage to place in the top three of this Ghost Hunting Competition, I will give you my Five Elements Plate!" He paused for a moment, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes as he continued in a low tone, "But if you can't make it to the top three... Heh heh, please don’t claim to be Elder Ge's disciple in front of others! I have no junior brother like you."
Bai Zhuo had no idea what grievances this person had with Elder Ge, but he couldn't let himself be outdone in spirit! He narrowed his eyes and squeezed out four words through clenched teeth: "It's a deal!"
"Ah hahaha..." The young man carrying the coffin burst into laughter again and turned to leave. "Remember this: my name is Zheng Ming."
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