Chapter 8 Brother Yan’s gift

Style: Girl Author: Jin Wen is happyWords: 2108Update Time: 24/01/11 07:40:31
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

Those two male ghosts have been ghosts for a long time, so they should have seen the world. When they saw my move, they knew that I was the master they couldn't afford to offend, so they were naturally very scared.

The female ghost must have just become a ghost, and her knowledge and skills are far behind, so she didn't react for a while.

"Which one of you is the leader? Come here and talk!"

I said coldly to these ghosts, my voice unmistakable.

The ghosts looked at each other, and to my surprise, it was the female ghost who came in front of me.

"S-Sir, no, no, master, I am their leader, please spare my life, master."

The female ghost said tremblingly, and then kept bowing to me and begging for mercy. The other two male ghosts also followed suit. The male ghost with half of his body exposed on the wall also kept wailing, begging me to let them go.

"Shut up, all of you!"

I yelled at the male ghosts, and then said to the female ghost who was begging for her life: "What's going on? Tell me clearly. You only have one chance. If you dare to tell lies, I will kill you today!" "

I was ready to take action at any time. The male ghosts did not dare to make any more noise, while the female ghosts cautiously began to tell the story.

It turned out that they were all lonely ghosts who died in this area. The female ghost was named Wang Cuihua and her husband was named Li Debao. They lost money because of their business, they gambled badly and owed loan sharks, and ended up in a building not far from here. He committed suicide by jumping off a building.

The old ghost dressed in Qing Dynasty costumes was called Liu Datou. He was a small businessman. He lost all his money in gambling and jumped into the nearby moat.

The middle-aged ghost in Ming Dynasty costumes was named Li Daleng. He was a deserter. He didn't live a good life after he fled home. He gambled in a gambling house and lost his life.

They got together five years ago. When they saw that this house was empty, they moved in like a dove and did nothing harmful. They just played mahjong here every day.

Their bet is also very simple. Whoever wins is the boss. Wang Cuihua has the best gambling skills, so she naturally becomes their boss.

What the female ghost said must be true. The aura on their bodies was not violent, and they probably had not hurt anyone. Otherwise, I would have killed the male ghost with one palm just now.

"I will live here from now on, and you guys are not allowed to go up to the second floor. Anyone who violates this will be severely punished once, and if you do it again, you will be driven out of your mind!"

I said coldly. Several ghosts were too frightened to speak. Wang Cuihua was trembling with fear, but she suddenly realized and asked me for sure: "Master, what you mean is that we can continue to live here and play mahjong." ?”

I was too lazy to pay attention to her. Several people died because of gambling, but they were still so willing to gamble even after they died. This is human nature and ghost nature.

I walked to the door and was about to pick up my belongings and go upstairs, when I heard the doorbell ringing. I realized that it should be a gift from Brother Yan.

I opened the door and saw a voluptuous beauty standing at the door. She was in her mid-twenties, dressed very fashionably, with long legs in black stockings, boots, and a coat. She was looking at me shyly.

"You are Brother Fei, right? I am your gift. I have already paid for it. I belong to you tonight."

The beautiful woman didn't say anything when she saw me, but took the initiative to introduce herself. It was obvious that she was a gift from Brother Yan.

I was stunned for five seconds, then took a long breath and said to the beauty: "Come in."

The beauty walked in, I picked up my gear, and we went down to the second floor under the watchful eyes of four ghosts.

Ten thousand words are omitted here.

When I opened my eyes, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning. For me who always got up early, it was already a long time to stay in bed.

The gift has gone. I spent the whole night working on it. Even though I am still young, I still have a bit of back pain.

After washing up, I went downstairs to the kitchen to make something to eat, and saw breakfast already set on the dining table.

There are four poached eggs on the dinner plate, a plate of pickles, a bowl of steaming porridge, and six steamed buns on the other plate. I brought these ingredients back yesterday. I didn’t expect the gifts to be so thoughtful. Made me breakfast.

After struggling all night without asking her name, I thought it was quite funny. I pulled up a chair, sat down, and started eating breakfast.

As soon as I took a sip of porridge, I saw Wang Cuihua walking over with a flattering look on her face. She said to me with a smile on her face: "Master, is this breakfast to your liking?"

I reacted immediately, put down the porridge spoon, looked at Wang Cuihua and asked, "Did you make all of this?"

"To tell you, Master, I did all these things early in the morning. When I heard Master starting to wash up, I quickly heated them up again."

Wang Cuihua answered respectfully, then pointed to the breakfast on the table and sighed, and added: "My husband and I were caterers before we were alive. I especially like cooking. I haven't done it for many years. I saw an expert buying it." After returning the ingredients, I made some because my hands were itchy, but if I didn’t make them well, I would make do with them.”

To be honest, the breakfast made with these simple ingredients is quite delicious. This should be the best and most hearty breakfast I have eaten in so many years.

"It's good. For your troubles, I will buy more ingredients. From now on, you can cook it every day and play less mahjong."

I complimented her, and Wang Cuihua actually smiled happily when she heard my compliment.

I ate my breakfast on my own. This is human food, and ghosts don’t eat it.

"Expert..."

Wang Cuihua wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

"You can call me Brother Fei and say whatever you want. As long as you don't tell lies, I won't punish you."

I took a bite of the bun and let her say what she wanted to say. But I have to remind her to only tell the truth. Ghosts like to tell lies, so they tell lies one after another. I don't want to hear those lies.

"Brother Fei, this name is domineering!"

Wang Cuihua extended her thumbs up in praise. Seeing that I wasn't angry, she said boldly: "That beautiful woman left at 7 o'clock in the morning. She drank a bowl of porridge, a steamed bun and a poached egg."

"Um!"

I responded, not caring about the content.

"Brother Fei, you are so fierce. That beauty came down the stairs with support. You did a good job of grooming her last night."

I coughed and a mouthful of porridge got stuck in my throat. This female ghost dared to eavesdrop, and I couldn't help but get angry.

"Brother Fei, don't get me wrong. I didn't eavesdrop on what you did last night. I don't have the guts. That beauty said it to herself when she was having breakfast here."

Wang Cuihua sensed something was wrong and quickly explained that this female ghost has a really good ability to observe people's emotions. If she said anything too late, I would probably take action.

I calmed down and said without even raising my head, "What did she say to herself?"

"Approval failed, omit 100 words here."

The beauty's voice came from Wang Cuihua's mouth, which made my hair stand on end.