Prison and Evil Suppression, but that giant tongue didn't let go of the chains either, directly winding them up, showing signs of a stalemate!Just when things were at their worst, a sudden chill swept..."What are you talking about—" I struggled, but his grip on my shoulders was like a vise, strong enough to make my bones ache.
"Last night's chaos in the basement must have been your doing…" He gritted his teeth and whispered into my ear.
Only after he had left did I realize that despite his corpulence, full face, and lack of a discernible neck, there was a strange light in his eyes—similar to Mu Wanchen's, or perhaps to the people of the Wu clan.
People with dull and sluggish eyes are usually slow-tempered and not very quick-witted; while those with bright and deep eyes often have ulterior motives.
For practitioners, this is even more so the case. One can tell the depth of a practitioner's cultivation simply by looking into their eyes.
Although this bald, overweight man wasn't conventionally attractive, he possessed a powerful presence. His eyes glinted with intelligence.
"Last night's surveillance footage captured a glimpse, your back resembles the figure in the footage... I presume the intruder last night was you!"
He gritted his teeth menacingly: "Tell me, who sent you to go against me This little girl is ignorant and doesn't know my power! Those who stand in the way of my wealth are like murderers of their parents. If you reveal my business, I will make your whole family suffer a terrible fate!"
The whole family
Just as I was about to retort, the pressure on my shoulders suddenly eased. I turned around and saw Mu Wanchen reaching out to grab the bald man's wrist with a grip so strong that his face flushed red, yet he couldn't break free.
"Where have I offended your wife You dare curse her entire family to suffer" Mu Wanchen frowned slightly, his voice cold.
As soon as he appeared, the aristocratic old gentleman who had been looking at his phone in the room put down his coffee cup with some displeasure and shouted to the outside: "Don't spoil my mood during mealtime, speak up if you have something to say."
The bald fat man immediately softened his tone and said, "Yes, yes, boss, don't worry! They are just some small things."
The aristocratic old man, upon hearing this, ignored her and continued to elegantly raise his cup.
“What are you people up to We don’t interfere with each other, why did you take my little ghost” The fat man struggled free from Mu Wanchen’s grasp, rubbing his wrist, and retreated to the bodyguard’s side.
Is this guy really the Dragon King
Mu Wanchen was a little suspicious. He frowned slightly and asked, "Are those little ghosts yours"
"Nonsense!"
“...Yesterday some little demons came to our room causing trouble, so I went to check it out. I met some that were trying to attack my wife; being reckless and foolish, so I dealt with them. Do you want to go back” Mu Wanchen stared at him with a heavy gaze.
The bald, fat man frowned: "You're one of them too If you don't want to make enemies, just obediently return my imp. We can just stay out of each other's way. As for scaring you... I can pay compensation, the imp must be returned to me!"
"You came here still needing money" I scoffed. "It's you who is playing games, and yet you dare to accuse me What's in this hotel's ground floor if it were exposed, do you think there would be any consequences"
The bald man with a pot belly glared menacingly: "Little girl, not many people dare to offend me in this world. Don't risk your life and fortune, you'll be the one who suffers! If those little devils who took you away come back, I can still let you all walk out of this hotel unharmed, otherwise..."
He threatened us He's so afraid the little ghost will be taken, he must be worried about being extorted for some secret, like the method of making little ghosts.
And he was a well-known person. If his methods of making money were spread, he would be in trouble later on.
Mu Wanchen's eyebrows were furrowed, as if deep in thought. He nodded and said, "As long as these little ghosts don't come to bother us again, it doesn't matter if we let them go."
"As long as you let them go! I promise I won't let them run around anymore!"
Really ... Is this little guy important
Mù Wǎn Chén pushed me and Xiǎo Shī Niáng, gesturing for us to go out first. I took two steps and turned back to see the noble elder in the private room raising his eyelid to look at me.
Our eyes met, and his nonchalant gaze sent a shiver down my spine—having been caught by him three or four times already, did he suspect I wasn't "normal"
“Is Mu Wanchen really going to return that little ghost” The junior wife whispered to me, “You have to remind Mu Wanchen to put a curse on the little ghost… he must have a way to track it… This fat man is not normal, we have to be careful.”
I nodded.
"Jiang Qiyun is avoiding worldly affairs now because he interfered in human matters before and destroyed the gate to the Wuwang Mountain city. These actions earned him a warning from the supreme god Tai Yi. He generally doesn't involve himself in human affairs unless I am in danger, otherwise, he avoids it as much as possible... But since he's here, we can get a lot of help. I'll ask the local righteous deities later to find out what's going on."
My little apprentice whispered in my ear.
I nodded somewhat dazedly, feeling like I might have missed something.
Mu Wanchen went back to his room and took away the small bamboo tube. He said he would send it to the 0th floor. My junior wife and I sat in the room. My junior wife summoned the local deities of this realm, and a thin and short man wearing... a suit appeared – the Land God.
I almost spat out my blood. Besides the square-shaped crown on his head that shows he is a Taoist deity, this Land God looks just like an office worker from head to toe.
"Little Mistress, this deity is deeply disrespectful, deeply disrespectful..." He bowed respectfully to the little mistress with some trepidation.
The young wife was particularly kind, waving her hand dismissively and saying, "It's nothing, nothing. You dressed like this, is there something wrong I suddenly called you over, interrupting your plans"
"No no, little mistress's summons is of course the most important..."
Although he was dressed in "strange clothes," he did a good job at his actual work. He told us that the mezzanine of this hotel was built very early on, about thirty years ago, and has been vacant ever since. It has gone through several renovations but the mezzanine has never been touched.
"Little Madam, you might not know this, but here, we really avoid 'empty houses'..." The Land God put on an air of mystery.
“Empty, in our dialect, it sounds like ‘evil’. An empty house equals a haunted house. That’s why we usually call vacant houses ‘auspicious houses’, hoping for good luck… However, a house that sits empty for too long will eventually absorb some negative energy. About ten years ago, a female croupier here hooked up with a wealthy businessman. Later, the businessman got tired of her and abandoned her. The woman was unwilling to accept it, so she hired someone to curse the businessman and his family. When the businessman found out, he used the power of the underworld. That woman just vanished… Nobody saw her alive or dead, and her soul disappeared as well. This businessman is one of the major shareholders here. He was worried about being haunted by vengeful spirits, so he consulted with the renowned Dragon King. The Dragon King advised him to raise a little ghost…”
Later, as the little ghost’s power grew stronger, there was a risk of it harming its master. He could only invite even more powerful little ghosts to suppress it, and over time, he invited more and more…
“This thing is like drugs, once you're hooked, there's no turning back…… Later on, he became completely reliant on the Dragon King, and removed the Five Ghost Wealth Talismans originally placed in the underground chamber. He gave them to the Dragon King to raise little ghosts for sale to big business tycoons, politicians, and entertainment stars in Hong Kong, Macau, and Southeast Asia, thus amassing wealth.”
"So, do you know what the Dragon King looks like Is he a fat, muscular bald man"iyun looked around at the gloomy surroundings, folded his arms slightly and bent over, smiling wryly at me: "This seat travels in all directions, enjoys sacrifices from all sides, and mortals chant so...