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Living Funeral
I only heard the Taoist say, "If you break the marriage with the dead, you might lose your spouse." Damn, when I heard that, a chill ran down my spine. But then I thought, what spouse? I don't even have a wife.
The Taoist seemed to see what I was thinking and said, "Any woman you get close to from now on could lead to your demise."
I: ...
I was at a loss for words. Did it really have to be this grim?
Hearing the Taoist, I had no choice but to ask, "What should I do?"
The Taoist shook his head and continued, "I've already extracted the Evil Spirit Talisman from the female ghost, so she shouldn't pose any threat now. However, I suspect that this ghost has some past connection with you."
Past connection? I told the Taoist not to joke around; I had never seen her before. How could there be a past? The Taoist replied, "Do I look like someone who jokes around?"
I glanced at the Taoist; he had a serious expression on his face. I had no choice but to ask, "What is our past?"
The Taoist fell silent for a moment and began to calculate with his fingers.
I waited for him to speak. Honestly, I was curious too. Why did that woman in red call me Chen Lang as soon as she saw me? Could it be that we really had some kind of connection? I couldn't help but think this way.
Moreover, sometimes I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this female ghost. Of course, I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination.
The Taoist looked out the window and then said to me, "This matter must not be leaked."
I: ...
This could be considered a reason for not telling me, and it was almost dawn. Although the Taoist had profound skills, he still couldn't face the light.
After the Taoist left, I stood there in a daze, and the image of the woman in red suddenly flashed through my mind. If she weren't a ghost, she would definitely be a great beauty! If that were the case, it would be wonderful if she could take an interest in me.
Feeling a bit tired from standing, I decided to lie down.
As the light gradually brightened, I became more alert. I took out my phone to check the time; it was around seven o'clock. Suddenly, I remembered that the Taoist's ashes were lost.
Damn, I almost forgot about that!
But where exactly did I lose the ashes? I began to recall every detail in my mind, but I was almost certain that my urn had really only been touched by me.
Of course, there were others who could have had access, like Gao Qing and Gao Ling...
However, those two had no reason to steal my ashes! How would they even know whose ashes they were?
If it wasn't a living person, could it be a ghost? If it were a ghost, the most likely candidate would be the Taoist...
Thinking this way made me feel it was impossible! The Taoist had no reason to take his own ashes!
I was ninety percent sure that the ashes were lost from my side, but there was still a ten percent chance that the urn wasn't lost by me. In fact, losing the urn made me extremely uneasy; the Taoist was always right beside me.
If he found out and got angry with me, wouldn't I be doomed?
With these thoughts racing through my mind, I quickly sent a text to Zhang Xun. I really couldn't remember if there was any possibility that the ashes weren't lost by me. Had you caught that murderer who stole the urn?
After sending the message, I didn't wait for Zhang Xun's reply.
I opened the door and stepped outside, ready to brush my teeth and wash my face. Although the issue with Ghost Old Three was resolved, it didn’t mean I was safe. Brother Li, who had delivered the blood hand to me, seemed intent on taking action against me.
Brother Li was actually planning to strike…
I had never considered him capable of such a thing. If he really had cut off Zhang Fatty's hand, then his heart was truly wicked!
They had set up a conspiracy, and I, an innocent bystander, had been dragged into it. Now it seemed they were preparing to turn against me…
As I brushed my teeth, I pondered this troubling situation. Just then, a loud scream suddenly erupted from Gao Ling's room. I rushed over, fearing something terrible had happened.
But when I knocked on the door and asked what was going on, that rascal was laughing uncontrollably inside.
I was speechless.
I shouted, “Gao Ling, what the hell are you doing?”
Gao Ling flung the door open and exclaimed, “We’re going to get rich!” I hadn’t even grasped what he meant by that. What kind of fortune was he talking about? I looked at him in confusion but had already grown accustomed to his dramatic antics.
I urged him to get to the point.
Gao Ling said, “Just now, Zhao Fan sent me a text message introducing a business opportunity.”
Of course, I knew who Zhao Fan was—the shady character who had dug up that female ghost's corpse. Seeing Gao Ling so elated made me worry he might fall into another trap set by Zhao Fan. I warned him, “Have you forgotten the last time you got burned?”
As soon as my words left my mouth, Gao Ling’s laughter abruptly ceased. He cursed, “That bastard! Last time he made me suffer a huge loss. But this time is different; this business involves Huang Kai's family. If we go, the rewards will definitely be substantial—at least six figures each!”
Honestly, when I heard the six-digit figure, my heart skipped a beat. A six-digit amount is quite substantial.
Last time at Uncle Cao's place, it seemed I made a decent sum too, reaching five digits. If this time it's six digits, I couldn't help but feel tempted. If I were working a regular job, it would take me at least two or three years to earn that much.
I'm just an ordinary person; six digits are indeed attractive to me.
So I asked, "Who is Huang Kai? How can he be so wealthy?"
Gao Ling noticed my interest and replied, "You don't know who Huang Kai is? He's the richest person in the city."
I hadn't really paid attention to such matters, but if he's the richest, he must have money. However, given Zhao Fan's frugality—he'd skimp on even a coffin—would someone like him really introduce us to such a lucrative opportunity?
While I do like money, I'm not foolish enough to lose my rationality over it.
I said to Gao Ling, "It's strange that Zhao Fan would introduce this business to us. If he has money, why wouldn't he keep it for himself? There must be something fishy about this."
Although I'd only met Zhao Fan once, his character and methods left a strong impression on me.
Hearing my concerns, Gao Ling calmed down a bit but quickly added, "Whatever. Let's just go check out Huang Kai's place first. If it doesn't work out, we can always walk away."
I nodded in agreement.
Seeing that I was on board, Gao Ling said, "Alright then, brush your teeth and wash your face. We'll head to Huang Kai's house soon!"
I complied. After tidying up a bit with Gao Ling, we headed straight to Huang Kai's home. Gao Ling drove an old BYD as we entered the city's most upscale area.
Before long, Gao Ling made a call to contact Huang Kai.
"Gao Ling" spoke in a very pleasant tone, "Boss Huang, we are at your doorstep now. Is it convenient for us to come in?"
After a few words, "Gao Ling" hung up the phone.
I asked, "What happened?" "Gao Ling" replied, "Huang Kai wants us to go directly to the cemetery."
"Gao Ling" cursed under her breath, "Damn it, I was hoping to see how the richest man lives and what his life is like. Now it's all for nothing."
I ignored "Gao Ling's" complaints. I had a feeling that things wouldn't be so simple. Mainly because that scoundrel Zhao Fan was so greedy; would he really just hand over this opportunity to make money?
"Gao Ling" drove us quickly to a cemetery.
However, this cemetery was quite upscale, and the one where Huang Kai was located was even more luxurious. It covered several dozen square meters and was surrounded by walls, with some trees planted inside. There was only one grave here.
Several people were standing around.
"Gao Ling," being friendly, entered and said, "Boss Huang, we're late. Sorry about that!"
"Huang Kai" quickly turned to glance at us. Zhao Fan was there too, but he had a finger mark on his face; I guessed he might have just been slapped.
"Fan Ge is here too!" "Gao Ling" called out to Zhao Fan in a familiar manner.
The atmosphere felt a bit strange, and I could hear someone sobbing. Looking over, I saw a dignified woman in her thirties who looked well-maintained and attractive. From her attire, it was clear she must be Huang Kai's wife.
Huang Kai had slicked-back hair and wore a sharp black suit; he didn't fit the image of a bloated tycoon but instead looked quite spirited. He appeared to be around fifty years old.
However, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive at that moment.
"Gao Ling" called out to "Zhao Fan," who quickly responded, lowering his voice as he introduced us to "Huang Kai." "Boss Huang, this is the master I mentioned. Don't be fooled by his youth; his family has been in this business for generations. You’ve heard of 'Gao Yao,' right? He’s 'Gao Yao's' son, 'Gao Ling.' I guess I don’t need to say more!"
Boss Huang then spoke up, "So it's Mr. Gao. Your skills must be impressive. I appreciate your help with this matter. Once everything is settled, I will definitely express my gratitude."
Boss Huang's tone was neither servile nor arrogant; he was quite serious.
"Gao Ling" replied, "Sure, I will do my best." He then introduced me as his assistant.
I had no objections to that title.
After exchanging some pleasantries, "Huang Kai" got straight to the point. "I would like you to help move my son's remains to another location."
"Gao Ling" paused for a moment before saying, "No problem. I'll take care of it."
"Huang Kai" slightly bowed and said, "Thank you for your hard work." He turned to "Zhao Fan" and added, "You should assist him with this task. If anything goes wrong, you know the consequences!"
As soon as those words were spoken, "Zhao Fan's" expression changed, and he quickly responded affirmatively...
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