Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
My Tenant is a Female Ghost
"What? Did I hear that right? Elder Ge is taking on a disciple?"
"Ah, what's going on? Isn't that the fool from earlier?" "Since Elder Ge's last disciple had an incident, he hasn't taken on anyone for ten years. Why suddenly take in a mysterious disciple now?" "Yeah, yeah..."
In the city of Ningcheng in Southeast China, the Yin Yang Realm was stirred up. The renowned Elder Ge Zhongxiang hadn't accepted a disciple in a decade, and now he was taking in an unknown person. The Yin-Yang Family investigated Bai Zhuo and discovered that he was once part of the prestigious Bai Family from a century ago in the Yin Yang Realm. However, that was a century ago; now, he was nothing. But why did Elder Ge insist on taking him as a disciple? He wasn't even qualified to be considered an ordinary person, let alone possess the Yin-Yang Eye. Yet, Elder Ge still wanted him as a disciple. It was puzzling.
Bai Zhuo himself had no awareness of this situation; he was still feeling frustrated as if Elder Ge had tricked him. He had agreed to become Elder Ge's disciple, but the method to save Tree Spirit Peach Peach involved breaking off a tender shoot from a peach tree, allowing Peach Peach to attach herself to the branch for replanting...
Bai Zhuo looked at Peach Peach greedily absorbing Spiritual Energy in the yard and sighed, feeling like he had been tricked. It turned out that all it took was for Peach Peach to hide in the branches and be replanted... At that moment, Bai Zhuo had said, "I haven't read much; don't deceive me." However, judging by the results, this method was indeed very effective...
It was a new day, and Peach Peach was very satisfied with her new home. The only regret was her dislike for the nearby Pomegranate Tree and Willow Tree.
"Hey? Young Master Bai? So you like planting trees?" asked the beautiful Lin Yao Yao.
"Oh, it's Lin, Sister Lin! Well, everyone needs some hobbies. Are you heading out this early?"
"I have something to do. If Young Master Bai doesn't mind, just call me Yao Yao. By the way, did you use the rent I gave you last time?"
Bai Zhuo's heart tightened. Did she not want to rent anymore? He forced a laugh, "Haha, yes! I've used it all up; bought some daily necessities. Money doesn't last long these days, haha..."
"Is... money okay?" "No, no problem!" Could it be counterfeit? But he had to keep his lie intact no matter how difficult it became. Bai Zhuo believed that someone like Lin Yao Yao wouldn't have a bad heart.
"That's good then. I need to head out now, Young Master Bai. Goodbye." "Take care." Bai Zhuo watched Lin Yao Yao sway her curvy hips and thought how wonderful it would be if she became the mistress of this house.
Buzzing... At that moment, his phone vibrated in his pocket; it was an unfamiliar number. "Hello? Who is this?" A broken female voice came through the line along with crackling static—very strange. If it weren't for Big White's presence, it would have scared him to death.
"I... I want..." Bai Zhuo shivered three times from cold dread. He immediately hung up; it felt like encountering a ghost. Cursing under his breath, he knew it was something dirty and hung up decisively. Buzzing... The phone rang again. As a part-time Yin Yang Master, Bai Zhuo wasn't immune to fear; hearing such a tragic Evil Spirit made him want to run far away!
The phone rang continuously four or five times, and Bai Zhuo finally realized that there was no escaping this call. Even if he turned off his phone, it would still ring, and he might even get a "video call," which would be even more terrifying—he had experienced that before.
He picked up the phone and answered. A strange voice came from the other end: "I~want~I..." Bai Zhuo impatiently shouted, "Speak like a human!"
There was a clear pause on the other end, and after a moment, the voice replied, "I want to rent a house."
"What the hell? You're a ghost, why do you want to rent a house? No way!" Upon hearing that he wouldn't rent, the ghost, who had clearly posted a notice about renting, felt insulted. The female ghost shouted angrily, "You damn human! You think you can just refuse me? You’ll rent to other ghosts but not me? Are you going to rent or not? If not, I'll keep bothering you!"
Bai Zhuo was rarely threatened by anyone, and hearing this made him furious. He thought about how most ghosts were bullies who preyed on the weak. He retorted, "You think I’d rent to another ghost? Are you crazy? Do you really think I’m afraid of you? I could kill you in an instant! If you looked decent, I might spare your life! I could use someone to warm my bed..." After saying that, Bai Zhuo regretted it. Who knew if this ghost would go crazy? If it really came after him, it would be troublesome if he couldn't handle it.
The female ghost's voice on the other end became distorted with anger as she trembled and shouted, "You... just wait! Kill me in an instant? And still want to sleep with me? You... you..."
Bai Zhuo only heard some static before the line went silent. He sighed, "Oh no... I've angered a female ghost."
What had happened was done; there was no point in dwelling on it. He could only face whatever came his way and brace himself.
After finishing breakfast, Bai Zhuo found the woman who had been tormented by ghosts that he saw on Tieba and called her.
A man answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Um, hello. I'm a part-time Yin-Yang Master. I heard that this number belongs to someone troubled by dirty things lately. I think I can help a bit."
Upon hearing this, the man sighed with a hint of tears in his voice. "Yin-Yang Master, there's no need... My wife... my wife passed away last night..."
Bai Zhuo frowned. "Oh? I’m so sorry to hear that. Please accept my condolences." Just as he was about to hang up, the man urgently called out, "Wait! Wait! Yin-Yang Master, please come over anyway. I'll pay you according to your Yin Yang Realm market rates."
"What’s going on?"
"Well... The coroner determined that my wife died of heart failure, but I feel like her death was a bit unusual, and..."
"You don't need to hold back."
"Since last night, I've also started dreaming about my child who passed away three years ago."
Bai Zhuo thought for a moment; they shouldn’t be Cao Xin’s parents. He then expressed his thoughts: "Normally speaking, one’s own family members wouldn’t harm their loved ones even if they became Evil Spirits; instead, they would protect them... This situation is quite tricky."
Upon hearing this, the person on the other end perked up, his tone low. "Do you mean…"
"Yes, it wasn't clear over the phone. Don't act rashly. Just tell me your address, and I'll arrive around noon."
"You must be a local, right? May I ask your surname? My home is in Liangye Villa Complex, Building 18. Do you need me to pick you up?"
Again, it was Liangye Villa Complex. Could it really be Cao Xin's parents?
"No need for that. My surname is Bai. I'll contact you when I arrive at the entrance."
Bai Zhuo hailed a taxi, traveling from the inner ring to the suburban third ring, spending a hefty two hundred soft sister coins, feeling a pang of regret in his heart.
"Hey there, brother! Long time no see!" Bai Zhuo greeted the two security guards at the entrance of the villa complex. One guard ignored him, thinking he was just another poor guy trying to con rich girls. The other Security Brother had a better attitude. "Oh, it's you! Didn't you just come by recently? I haven't had a chance to ask about that resident with the surname Cao."
Bai Zhuo waved his hand dismissively. "Thanks, but someone is here to pick me up this time." He made a call, and soon an Audi A6 drove out from inside. The driver, dressed in a suit, got out and looked at Bai Zhuo with surprise at his age. He greeted Bai Zhuo, "Are you Mr. Bai?"
"Yes, we spoke on the phone this morning." The driver shook his head. "The person who spoke with you is my Boss. Mr. Bai, please get in; he has been waiting for you for quite some time." The driver opened the car door for Bai Zhuo and shielded his head as he helped him into the passenger seat, displaying a level of professionalism comparable to that of bodyguards for national leaders!
The security guard who had been munching on seeds widened his eyes in regret. "I can't believe he's a guest of Boss Huang! If I had known, I would have tried to get closer!"
Comment 0 Comment Count