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My Tenant is a Female Ghost
In Qijiang Village, near the Seventh Bridge, there were hardly a few households, surrounded mostly by single-story houses. The boss of Jiang's Auto Repair Shop was bustling with business early in the morning. Not far away, an old woman selling breakfast watched enviously as she saw two outsiders and hurriedly called out, "Hey there, gentlemen! Come try our buns! They’re delicious!"
"Boss, are her buns really as good as you say?"
"Haha, my friend, her meat buns have thin skins and lots of filling, fragrant but not greasy. They are truly delicious. Anyway, it will take some time to fix this tire. If you haven't had breakfast yet, it wouldn't hurt to go over and try some."
At that moment, a slightly plump middle-aged man walked by holding two steaming buns. The younger man wearing sunglasses said, "Senior Brother, let’s go try them; I’m feeling a bit hungry."
"Alright, let’s go grab something to eat."
"Oh, you two bosses, remember to lock the car and keep your valuables with you. I've heard there are many thieves around here."
"We know, we know. Hurry up with the repairs; we need to hit the road."
"Got it! It’ll be ready soon."
As the two men headed towards the breakfast shop, the auto repair shop boss suddenly changed his expression and pressed his ear as if he were on a call.
"Boss, the target is not in the car. Repeat, the target is not in the car!"
"Not in the car? Did you check thoroughly? Is there anything in the trunk?"
"Yes, Boss, it’s not in the car. The signal source has moved away; the target should be with them. Unfortunately, we can’t determine exactly who it is."
"Alright, got it. Execute the plan."
"Execute the plan!" "Group A received!" "Group B received!"
Although it was a breakfast shop, it was kept very clean. Most of the customers were middle-aged and elderly villagers. The two young couples sitting inside stood out a bit; beside the young man sat a lecherous-looking middle-aged man, whose eyes occasionally darted toward the chest of the girl across from him. Though his movements were discreet, they were still noticed by the young man sitting next to him.
As the two Senior Brothers approached the breakfast shop, the young man suddenly slammed his hand on the table, causing the bowls to jump. Soy milk spilled everywhere. He grabbed the collar of the lecherous man and shouted, "Have you looked enough? Is her chest that appealing?"
The lecherous man was startled by the young man's aggression and stood up to defend himself, saying, "I-I wasn't looking at her! Look at her chest and butt; they aren't even as good as my wife's! Don't accuse me of being a bad person!"
"Damn it! You weren't looking?" The young man had some strength; he lifted the lecherous man with one hand and raised his fist to strike, but was stopped by the girl across from him grabbing his arm. "Honey, don't be impulsive!"
This young man had a fiery temper. He was protective of his woman, but now she was going against him, which made him furious. He released the lecherous man and pointed at the girl, shouting, "You're my woman; whose side are you on?"
The girl replied with grievance, "I'm not taking his side; I'm just advising you. Honey, this is your flaw—you get too easily provoked!"
"Damn! I raised a White-Eyed Wolf!" The young man shoved aside the middle-aged man, kicked over a stool, and stormed off. His girlfriend hurriedly left fifty yuan on the table as payment and chased after him.
The girl rushed forward to hug her boyfriend's arm, but unexpectedly he forcefully shook her off, pushing her aside and cursing, "Get away from me! I don’t need a girlfriend like you!"
The girl stumbled and nearly fell when a junior brother passing by instinctively reached out to catch her. Startled, she froze for a moment, tears welling in her eyes. She managed a weak smile at the one who helped her and said "Thank you," before running after her boyfriend.
The junior brother sighed as he watched her retreating figure. "Damn it, such good cabbage wasted on a pig; I didn't expect her to be so pretty. That guy is truly scum."
“Come on, Junior Brother, it's not like you haven't seen a woman before. Look at you, no wonder Master doesn't trust you to handle things alone.”
...
The girl caught up with her boyfriend, and from a distance, it seemed like she had said a lot of sweet words for him to forgive her. It looked like they were back together again.
“Target confirmed, located on Number Two.”
“Got it. Execute Plan D, Ergouzi, get ready to move, and don’t blow your cover!”
“Understood, Commander!” Ergouzi replied excitedly.
It seemed that Er Niu Ge's choice was very wise. Although this was just a test, the scene felt like something out of a movie; every step was thrilling and gripping. If A Plan didn’t work, then there was always B Plan. It was much more exciting than just straightforwardly taking things from Er Niu Ge!
With this thought in mind, Ergouzi couldn’t help but smile broadly.
After the two Senior Brothers found their seats, a stylishly dressed woman entered the breakfast shop, exuding a strong scent of perfume. The men couldn’t help but glance at her a few times. The woman tossed her hair and looked around; there were no available seats except for the one in front of Ergouzi. She wrinkled her delicate nose in displeasure but chose to sit down anyway.
Ergouzi’s eyes lit up as he grinned foolishly and stared intently at the woman's low-cut top, his expression quite lewd.
Feeling uncomfortable under Ergouzi's gaze, the woman slightly turned to the side, but Ergouzi continued to stare unblinkingly at her chest, even reciting poetry aloud: “This truly is: Viewed from the side it’s a ridge, viewed from the front it’s a peak; near or far, high or low, all are different! Tsk tsk tsk…”
That wasn’t enough for Ergouzi. After taking a sip of soy milk, he smacked his lips loudly. The woman covered her deep cleavage with anger and exclaimed, “Hey! You’re really disgusting! Have you had enough of staring, you pervert?”
Ergouzi suddenly became unwilling, his voice rising, "Hey! That girl earlier, I could accept that, but you dressed like that with such a low neckline—aren't you just asking for attention? Coming out here and acting all high and mighty!" He poked the sunglasses-wearing junior beside him and chuckled, "Right, brother?"
The people in the breakfast shop turned their heads curiously, many glancing at the woman's chest. The woman felt a surge of embarrassment and anger; she stood up and kicked Ergouzi. Caught off guard by her sudden move, Ergouzi stumbled and instinctively leaned toward the people next to him.
The junior wearing sunglasses was also knocked down by Ergouzi's body, and they both fell in a heap, creating a brief scene of chaos.
Seeing this, the woman tossed down a hundred-dollar bill and huffed, "Hmph! All these filthy men!"
Ergouzi got up and searched for the woman's figure to retaliate against her but found she had already left the breakfast shop. He cursed, "Damn it, you ran away fast! Acting all high and mighty while being a prostitute? Damn... Ah, I'm sorry, big brother! I didn't mean to drag you into this after that filthy woman kicked me. My treat for both of you today! Haha..."
The junior had been seething with anger but seeing Ergouzi's sincere attitude and remembering he had things to do today, he didn't want to cause trouble. He pushed Ergouzi away, saying, "Get lost, stay away from me!"
"Ah, I'm really sorry about that, big brother. Hehe..." Ergouzi continued to chuckle as he finished his last sip of soy milk. After settling the bill, he rode his electric bike into the village.
"Damn it, what bad luck..." the junior muttered under his breath. Suddenly alarmed, he reached into his pocket to check something and then sighed in relief. It turned out to be a false alarm.
"What's wrong, junior?"
"Oh, nothing much. But really, her family's buns are delicious; they can't be as exaggerated as Boss's though."
"Hehe, you’re so naive if you don’t believe it. This is just a village; everyone knows each other. Just one compliment can earn someone a favor—why not take advantage of it?"
"Alright then, senior. You're the smartest."
The village was quiet, with only the occasional bark of a dog breaking the silence. The young couple's car had been repaired and driven away long ago. The Repair Shop Boss wiped his nose, leaving a black paint mark on it, and grinned like a child seeking praise. "Hey, you two Bosses, look! It's done! Fast, right?"
The senior brother asked, "It's fixed? That was quick. Both tires were flat; what happened?"
The Boss pulled out two thick nails. "You two must have offended someone; both rear tires were punctured with these thick nails!"
"Damn! It was fine yesterday. Could it have happened last night? No, it must have been that person this morning!" The junior brother couldn't help but curse.
The senior brother said, "Boss, how much do I owe you?"
"It was originally two hundred and twenty dollars, but since it's the start of the day, just give me two hundred, and I won't bother with the change," the repair shop Boss replied cheerfully.
"Alright, keep the two hundred. Junior brother, let's go." The senior brother tossed down two bills and drove off from the Auto Repair Shop.
"Damn it, what a waste of my time!" The junior brother took off his glasses and grumbled.
If anyone had been nearby at that moment, they would have been terrified by his eyes! For he had two pupils in each eye!
Indeed, he was one of the fabled—Dual Pupils!
His senior brother glanced sideways at his dual pupils. "I suspect it was that person under the bridge who did it. They were just too quick for us to notice. But there's no need to get worked up over a dead man, right?"
The two Senior Brothers exchanged glances and burst into laughter. The junior brother's eyes rolled around with four pupils in them, creating an unsettling sight.
They had no idea that the scroll they thought they had secured had already been swapped out by someone else!
...
"Hey! Mr. Bai, it's Ergouzi. The task you assigned has been completed! Those seniors are all well-trained national officials! It's truly impressive, just like secret agents!"
"I understand. Come back first. Big Bull has sustained some minor injuries, but you both did well!"
"Huh? Big Bull is injured? Alright, I'm on my way back."
Upon hearing Mr. Bai's call, Big Bull anxiously asked, "Brother... Mr. Bai, has Ergouzi completed the mission?"
Bai Zhuo patted Big Bull on the shoulder. "We've got the goods. You two have passed the test!"
After being saved by Bai Zhuo's talisman, Big Bull grew to respect him even more, changing how he addressed him. After all, who would experience such bizarre events if they were just ordinary people?
Mr. Bai is indeed a capable person! Big Bull thought to himself, secretly admiring Bai Zhuo.
Meanwhile, Bai Zhuo was overjoyed; he had merely orchestrated a little play with Huang Jiangliu's people and not only managed to win over two extraordinary individuals but also successfully offloaded the burden of the Map of Mountains and Rivers. It was truly a gratifying achievement!
He pondered for a moment while stroking his chin and then took out his phone to call Zheng Ming.
Zheng Ming seemed very reluctant to hear Bai Zhuo's voice and impatiently replied, "What do you want?"
"My Map of Mountains and Rivers has been stolen."
"What? Stolen!"
"Yeah, it happened last night. Ever since Master died, I've realized that the Yin Yang Realm in Ningcheng is a complete mess."
"Oh, you just realized that?" Zheng Ming scoffed on the other end of the line. "Without Master backing you up, do you really think you can survive in the Yin Yang Realm as an outsider from the Ge Family? You might as well go home and farm!"
Zheng Ming's words were sharp, but Bai Zhuo didn't take them to heart. He asked, "Why didn't you come to Master's funeral? I know you actually cared about him."
There was silence on the other end for a while. "I wanted to come, but I couldn't. Besides, Master never liked me as his disciple, but I've always regarded him as my Master."
"Why didn't you explain that to him?"
"There are some things you don't know; it's better not to meddle."
"Alright, you win. I called to ask if there's any way to get the scroll back."
Zheng Ming laughed derisively. "Once it's taken away, you have no chance of getting it back... Just call the police, fool! You've thrown away your life!"
The conversation with Zheng Ming left a bad taste in Bai Zhuo's mouth. After hanging up, he dug out Tang Baifu's phone number.
The phone rang for quite a while before it finally connected.
“Bai Zhuo?” It was not Tang Baifu who answered; it was his butler.
“It’s me. I’m looking for Uncle Tang.”
“Is there something you need from the master? He’s not feeling well right now and can’t take calls,” the butler replied.
Bai Zhuo's voice carried a hint of disappointment. “My master has died, and the painting that Uncle Tang sent me... it has been stolen.”
“What? The painting was stolen!” the butler exclaimed.
“Yes, it was stolen. I called to ask Uncle Tang if there’s any way to retrieve The Painting. I know how precious it is…”
“Bai Zhuo, I understand. Don’t panic… Since the item has been stolen, you should report it to the police first. The painting is extremely valuable. I will inform the master and help you look for it!”
“Alright, thank you very much. Please let Uncle Tang know!”
After hanging up the phone, a sly smile crept onto Bai Zhuo's lips as he unconsciously dialed another number.
“Uncle Hu, my house has been robbed… Yes, spread the word; it’s fine… No, no, the bigger the fuss, the better…” (To be continued.)
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