Chapter 27 Is Really a Ghost

  I quietly returned to the private room with Director Yang. Jin Gang Pao was chatting idly with Old Wang, exchanging sentences one by one. To be honest, I really didn't dare leave for too long. This guy Jin Gang Pao would give away his real name as soon as he met someone, and if he were to be with someone like Old Wang, they could figure out his ancestors' names in three sentences or less.

  "Where is your daughter now?" I asked Wang Lao.

  Wang Lao glanced at his watch "She should still be at home now, her mother is taking care of her."

  "Want to go take a look?" I also took a glance at my watch, 7:45.

  "That's great, thank you little brother." It can be seen that Wang Lao is really welcoming us. I just don't know if we two go there and are also bitten by his precious daughter, will he still welcome us like this.

  "Hehe, you're being polite." We've taken their money, so we shouldn't be too proud of ourselves, and our tone can't be too harsh.

  "Waiter, bill." Mr. Yang shouted, and a long-legged beauty came in with a small notebook, wearing a cheongsam with a high slit that revealed her entire thigh and half of her buttocks as she walked.

  But now I'm so nervous, I don't even have the mind to look at these. "Mr. Yang, I still need to go back and get something."

  "I'll let the driver take you guys back. I and Old Wang will go down for a cup of tea." Manager Yang fluently scribbled a few strokes on the notebook held by the waiter.

  This time I had the driver drive the car to a place not far from the troops, firstly because I was in a hurry, and secondly, it wouldn't be difficult for someone of his status to figure out our identities anyway, so I didn't bother to conceal it.

  I returned to the unit, grabbed two pieces of luggage wrapped in newspaper and rushed back. Before leaving, I also went back to the dormitory to show my face, so that no one would suspect anything if no one was seen for a whole night.

  I still carry this vote with me, neither gave it to Jin Gang Pao nor dared to put it in the dormitory. If this matter can't be handled, I'll have to return it to others.

  Arrived at the engineering squad, I saw Jin Gang taking out the big chopper he used to patrol the electric fence again. "Who the hell are you going to kill this time and leave no piece of armor behind?" I scolded him and had him send it back.

  Pick up Wang Lao and Yang Zong at the hotel, the driver drove to Wang Lao's residential area with ease. Since Wang Lao's youngest daughter is not yet married, she still lives with her parents. I looked up at the entire building, a room on the third floor east side with pink curtains had a gloomy atmosphere. "Wang Lao, isn't the room on the third floor east yours?"

  "Right, right, right. Let's go, we'll first go up and have a cup of tea." Old Wang was even more polite to me, inviting us to go up and have some tea.

  Drinking tea, drinking tea, I've been drinking tea all night, now my stomach is hungry, and it's likely that I'll have to do physical labor soon, if only I had eaten a few more bites at the dinner table.

  Following Old Wang up to the third floor, a woman who was about the same age as Old Wang opened the door for us. Although she wasn't young anymore, judging from her facial features and eyes, she must have been a beauty in her youth. Old Wang invited us in, I took a look at the entrance where there were several pairs of slippers, guessing that they were for family members and guests to change into. Forget it, no way, I wasn't going to change, if anything happened later, I could still run faster, thinking nonsense as I entered Old Wang's living room.

  The feeling was not strong at the door, but as soon as I entered the living room, I felt my whole body's hair standing up. The cold and gloomy air made my back and the back of my head numb. It was clear that it was caused by the leakage of a ghost's yin energy. There was no need to use any special techniques to observe, just relying on intuition could feel it out. I exchanged a glance with Jin Gang Cannon, both of us felt quite thorny. Such strong yin energy definitely wasn't from anything good.

  Madam Wang quickly brought out hot water, and Old Wang poured some round things from the tea container to help us make tea. Fortunately, he introduced that it was top-grade Bi Luo Chun, otherwise I would have thought it looked like rabbit droppings. We sat in the living room watching TV and chatting casually, but actually everyone's heart was very tense.

  Jīn gāng pào nà shuāng niú yǎn jiù méi lí kāi guò kè tīng dōng nán jiǎo de nà ge wò shì, "liú diǎn lì qi bā" wǒ xiǎo shēng tí xǐng tā. Wǒ liǎ zài xiàn de zhè diǎn yù qì xiū wèi kě shì bù gǎn làng fèi.

  English Translation:

  Jin Gang Cannon's eyes never left the bedroom in the southeast corner of the living room, "Save some energy," I reminded him in a low voice. The current cultivation base of our dual spiritual energy is not to be wasted.

  Time passed slowly, and it was not easy to hold on until twelve o'clock. As soon as the clock struck, the door of the southeast bedroom was pushed open, and a beautiful young woman slowly walked out. She looked like she was only in her early twenties, with long hair down her shoulders, very pretty, but her eyes were dull and lifeless. She wore a purple long-sleeved nightgown, treating everyone as if they were invisible, and opened the door to walk out by herself.

  I reached out and stopped Wang Lao who was about to go and block her: "Wang Lao, can you stop her in a situation like this?"

  "It's okay, but I can't keep staying awake and watching her all the time. If I doze off for a moment, she'll run away again." Wang sighed.

  I asked Wang Lao this question to assess the ability of this ghost. Since ancient times, the true monarch has emitted a golden dragon aura, also known as the royal aura. The officials and ministers will display the spirit beast aura, which is the auxiliary aura. As a department-level cadre, Wang Lao is equivalent to a fifth-rank official in ancient times, so he naturally has the auxiliary aura protecting him. The auxiliary aura belongs to the positive energy and can suppress the evil energy to some extent. This is also why others couldn't bring his daughter back, but he could. Unfortunately, it's unknown whether it was because of his small official position or corruption that the positive energy on his body was not enough to completely drive away the evil energy attached to his daughter. However, from the fact that he can suppress the evil energy to some extent, it can be seen that he is not too bad at being an official.

  "Let's go, follow her." I said, standing up and grabbing the newspaper package on the coffee table. This thing can't be dropped.

  We got on Mr. Yang's car and slowly followed the girl in front of us.

  "Less than ah, what school and faction are you from?" Yang Zong turned around from the passenger seat and handed me a cigarette.

  "The sect I belonged to has already disappeared now. I am considered the last one." What I said is not a lie either.

  "What about me?" Jin Gang Pao gave up.

  "You can't even count as half a person." I said irritably.

  "I think you're different from others, other fortune tellers and face readers aren't as accurate as you, do you have some special ability?" Yang asked me with great curiosity.

  I didn't want to answer Yang's question at first, but the 100,000 yuan is still in my pocket. "Special abilities? I don't have any, it's more suitable to call it magic tricks. Besides, fortune-telling and divination aren't necessarily unreasonable, they just belong to a lower level. Let me give you an example: if you add up ten 1s, you get 10. The principle of fortune-telling and divination is to find each of these ten 1s one by one and then add them up to get the final result. If you accidentally miss one, everything will be wrong. So, fortune-telling and divination have limitations. But I'm directly aiming for this '10', without being disturbed by other trivial things, so I won't make mistakes." I explained with gestures.

  "Is it that you think there's something wrong with the house I'm living in now?" Wang asked me, staring at his daughter walking slowly in front of him and turning his head to ask.

  "I think it's fine. It's pretty good." Jin Gang Pao chimed in, getting excited about what I was saying. But this guy after all didn't know much, said one sentence and then had nothing to add. I could only continue "My brother is right, your house is pretty good. Actually, the situation of a house being unlucky isn't that common, from what I know, as long as you don't build on the site of a temple, a fire disaster site, a graveyard or a dead water pit, there's nothing much to worry about."

  "Why aren't these four places suitable for building a house?" asked Yang.

  I had no choice but to patiently explain that "the temple itself is where the utmost yang resides, emitting a large amount of yang energy. It's precisely because of this that after its decline, there will be a phenomenon of insufficient yang energy. On the contrary, it has become a place of utmost yin."

  "The principle of a fire is similar to this. Fire is pure yang. After a big fire, the yang energy in the place where the fire occurred will also decrease sharply, and the yin energy will naturally return."

  "While the grave and dead water pit itself is a place where yin energy gathers, it's even more unsuitable for living." Just as I was speaking, the car had already left the city and turned onto a rural path. The driver turned on the headlights.

  "Look, Little Pei has started running." Wang Lao shouted.

  We took a look under the light of the car headlights, and Wang's daughter, that little girl called Xiaopei, was moving forward at an unbelievable speed. The driver stepped on the gas to follow her. I glanced at the speedometer, and the needle had already reached 80. "What kind of speed is this?" I frowned to myself.

  "Lao Yu, look at his feet. The golden cannon reminds me."

  I stared for a while and said "What's wrong?"

  "You're using the Observing Qi and Concentrating Spirit Technique." The Observing Qi and Concentrating Spirit Technique is a type of Observing Qi technique that has a great effect on sensing the soul's aura. However, since it consumes one's own true yuan, I usually don't use it, but the Diamond Cannon doesn't distinguish between light and heavy, and it was used from the start.

  I pinched my fingers and looked again, only to see that the girl's feet were surrounded by a very thick black air. It was this black air that supported her in mid-air as she moved forward. However, since the girl was wearing a long nightgown that covered her feet, it was impossible to tell from a distance that her feet weren't actually taking any steps.

  I took out a cigarette with an ashen face and lit it. This ghost relied solely on its own yin energy to make a 180-pound girl float in the air, this cultivation is much more difficult than my control over a cup, it seems that tonight is indeed a bad omen...

  "The school is just ahead," Wang Lao broke into my reverie.

  "Park!" I said decisively. "You wait for us here, if there's anything I'll call you." I hastily instructed a few sentences.

  "Be careful." Old Wang said a sentence, but it's unclear whether he meant for us to be careful of ourselves or his precious daughter.

  I pushed the door and got off. Threw down a half-smoked cigarette, grabbed two law enforcement equipment with my right hand, and followed quickly with my left hand pinching the Wind Chasing Seal.

  "Lao Yu, wait for me! I haven't mastered the Wind Movement Technique yet!"