My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

At Yama's command, Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) swiftly arrived. Looking at his superior, Yama's, eyes gleaming, Bai Wuchang remained expressionless, maintaining his usual poker face: "What are your orders?"

That opening line was the classic tone of an old, overworked office worker.

"You will travel to the West to assist Mr. Han in investigating a pair of twin evil spirits. On the surface, these evil spirits seem to have done nothing wrong. According to the law of cause and effect, once their obsessions in the world have been exhausted, we will bring them back."

After Yama finished speaking, he added with concern, "Remember, this is crucial for the evil spirits. Do not harm them when you approach them, and follow Mr. Han's instructions completely."

The silent White Impermanence gazed at Yama, the King of Hell, with his deep, dark eyes.

King Yama coughed lightly: "I know it's not easy to manage things in the West, but it's a last resort. Special talents need special treatment. I misjudged them before, but now we need talents like this, you understand?"

White Impermanence naturally understood: "I understand."

Only by bringing in more talent can the workload of the underworld be reduced.

He turned and left, and Yama showed a satisfied look. This was a worker who knew how to behave, unlike those in the West, who were simply too easy to leave alone.

But because of this neglect, the situation there became increasingly dire, causing the evil spirits from the East to flee, with the West being their first destination.

Alas, when will those evil spirits understand that the West is not above the law either!

If they are truly determined to deal with it, even the West has sufficient means to intervene.

In the dead of night, just as Zhang Hao was about to fall asleep, his phone rang suddenly. The caller ID showed it was Lao Zhang's number.

"You bastard, you'd better have something important to tell me if you call me at this hour, otherwise I'm definitely going to beat you up later!"

Zhang Hao spoke lazily into his phone.

Old Zhang responded with a cold laugh: "Now you know how it feels when you disturb my sleep, right?"

Zhang Hao rubbed his tired face, now he truly understood.

The phone rang with a warning from Lao Zhang: "Recently, your country has been secretly investigating your information and tracking you on the dark web. Be careful, you've probably been targeted. Don't get caught and used for experiments, or I'll be laughing for three days and three nights."

Zhang Hao was still grateful for Lao Zhang's reminder: "Don't worry, even if they want to investigate me or do something to me, they don't have the power. Even if I am schemed against, I can let them know that there are some things that they can't interfere with at will."

Old Zhang was confident in Zhang Hao's abilities, and hearing his assurance, he felt at ease.

After the call ended, Zhang Hao simply sat down to meditate, dispelling some of his fatigue. Soon after, a guest arrived in the room.

Bai Wuchang, dressed in a white tracksuit, resembled a cool and handsome young man.

"Mr. Han, I've arrived. The King of Hell sent me to assist you. What are your orders?"

Zhang Hao waved his hand, signaling him to step back: "Your ghostly aura is too strong, tone it down. Next, I want you to approach a woman named Zhang Xiaoning as an ordinary person."

Zhang Hao recounted Zhang Xiaoning's strange situation in detail, with a focus on the fate of the twins.

"I have some past grievances with them, and they may not trust me. If you approach them as someone of their own kind, you might be able to gain their trust. Your main task is to monitor their actions and find out their purpose, with a time limit of one week."

After a moment of silence, Bai Wuchang said with difficulty, "Is this task a bit too much to ask of us?"

You should know that those who can become evil spirits are no pushovers.

Gaining their trust in such a short time is almost an impossible task.

Although he was a professional ghost messenger, he was not a spy skilled at dealing with people.

It's best to leave professional tasks to professionals.

However, seeing Zhang Hao's confident expression, Bai Wuchang knew that he had no room for bargaining.

"I know this is a difficult task, but you're the most suitable person right now. Good luck!"

After saying that, Zhang Hao gave him a talisman that seemed to be very useful.

Wearing this talisman can effectively conceal ghostly energy, prevent the living from noticing it, reduce its presence, and make it easier to track.

Upon receiving the talisman, Bai Wuchang sighed inwardly, "Mr. Han, what you're doing is becoming increasingly 'torture-like'."

Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh as well.

“I don’t want to do this either, but the evil spirits in the world are becoming more and more sophisticated. If I don’t come up with some new tricks, how can I control and fight them? Or should I just give up and leave everything to your underworld? That way, you won’t have to look down on me?”

Zhang Hao said to Bai Wuchang in a joking tone.

Bai Wuchang (the White Impermanence) would never dare to joke about this.

"Mr. Han, please don't say that. If you can't defeat them, then there are very few ghost messengers in the underworld who can defeat those evil spirits."

After explaining the relevant precautions, Zhang Hao waved his hand, signaling him to go out and prepare.

Time passed quietly, and everything seemed to be proceeding according to Zhang Xiaoning's plan.

On her way home from work that day, as she passed an intersection, a motorcycle suddenly darted out and nearly hit her!

At the critical moment, Bai Wuchang suddenly appeared from the side and pulled Zhang Xiaoning away.

Zhang Xiaoning bumped into his arms, watching the Harley motorcycle roar past, still feeling lingering fear.

If it were hit, this body would be completely destroyed.

Without this perfect body, how can they use human means to take revenge on those white people who turned a blind eye to what happened to them back then?

"Thanks……"

Zhang Xiaoning looked up and was greeted by a handsome face with sharp features, a high nose bridge, and especially deep eyes. His handsomeness far surpassed that of idol stars on TV; he was dozens of times more handsome!
She had never been in the mood to appreciate human beauty before, but at this moment, Zhang Xiaoning suddenly felt that it was a real pity that she had not noticed the goodness of human beauty all these years.

"Are you alright?" Bai Wuchang noticed her pause and felt uneasy, so he cautiously inquired.

Could it be that they've already started to doubt me?

That shouldn't be the case. The motorcycle's sudden appearance was completely accidental; there was no planning involved, and I couldn't see any flaws in its movements. Sure enough, these demons are far too vigilant. I shouldn't have rushed out so recklessly.

Everyone said they had to gain the trust of these two twin evil spirits, but they ended up leaving a negative impression from the very first meeting!
How can we complete Mr. Han's task now?

If I fail to complete the mission and return to the underworld, my boss will probably cut my KPIs again. Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible!
"I'm fine, I was just startled by what happened. Are you alright?"

Zhang Xiaoning got up from his embrace and asked with a worried look on her face.

The person in front of her was a normal person, and judging from his appearance, he was of East Asian descent. Such a person felt like someone from her hometown. Zhang Xiaoning unconsciously felt a sense of closeness to this Asian face.

If it were anyone else, even if they had an Asian face, she wouldn't give them any special treatment.

But this person in front of her is different; he is her savior. What's wrong with treating her savior specially?

Bai Wuchang readily released her, saying somewhat apologetically, "I'm fine. I was probably hungry just now, and my blood sugar was low, so I was a little disoriented. I'm sorry, I hope I didn't offend you."

He apologized in a very gentlemanly manner.

They chatted back and forth and discovered they were going the same way, which made their connection even stronger. Seeing that he had low blood sugar, Zhang Xiaoning invited him to her home for a meal.

Zhang Xiaoning keeps food at home in case someone comes unexpectedly, otherwise they might become suspicious if they see no food. So she regularly buys fresh food and puts it in the refrigerator and kitchen.

"Wouldn't this be too much of a bother?" Bai Wuchang said, feigning embarrassment. "Besides, I really just helped out with a small favor, so... I feel a little bad about it."

"Mr. Xiaobai, you're being too polite. You saved my life, so isn't it only right that I help you? Stop talking and come back with me."

Bai Wuchang was thus dragged to the Zhang family.

Zhang Hao, who had been secretly keeping an eye on Bai Wuchang's location, learned that Bai Wuchang had been taken back to Zhang Xiaoning's house. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Being handsome is indeed effective in attracting people."

When Bai Wuchang arrived at Zhang Xiaoning's house, he felt a blast of cold air as soon as he opened the door.

He was so cold that he sneezed.

Zhang Xiaoning finally came to her senses. This was her older brother, Zhang Xiaoming, who was often home, and he exuded that eerie, ghostly aura. Now, she was probably going to be suspected…

No, no! We absolutely cannot let anyone suspect anything!
Zhang Xiaoning feigned embarrassment and explained, "Mr. Xiaobai, I'm so sorry. I probably turned the air conditioning up too high before, so the cold air here hasn't dissipated. It's a bit cold now, are you alright? I'll turn the air conditioning up a bit for you right away."

Bai Wuchang could naturally sense that it was a sinister ghostly aura, and it was most likely deliberately blowing towards him.

But he's an ordinary person now, and ordinary people shouldn't recognize these things.

Therefore, Bai Wuchang readily accepted the explanation and pretended to believe it: "It's nothing, it's normal to turn the air conditioner up high, just turn it up a bit. But you're a girl at home, you should be careful, the air conditioner temperature is too low, you're prone to catching a cold."

Zhang Xiaoning nodded: "I will be careful, don't worry."

After adjusting the temperature, Zhang Xiaoning took out some fruit from the refrigerator: "I'll go make you some fruit salad, Mr. Xiaobai, please wait a moment."

Mr. Xiaobai responded and sat down on the sofa in the living room, seemingly engrossed in playing on his phone, completely unaware of the change in the atmosphere around him.

It was as if the gloomy atmosphere had no effect on him at all.

Once in the kitchen, Zhang Xiaoning pulled Zhang Xiaoming in, annoyed: "What are you doing? He's my guest, how could you scare him like that?"

Zhang Xiaoming looked incredulous, and when he turned to glance at the person in the living room outside, his eyes were filled with malice: "You can't trust living people. Have you been fooled by that man again?"

"Can you please stop this? Let me finish, okay? I know you're worried I'll be scammed, but I have my own standards. Trust me, I'm not one of those idiotic, love-struck fools!"

Zhang Xiaoming seemed convinced, and floated beside Zhang Xiaoning with his arms crossed: "Then tell me, I'll listen to your explanation."

Zhang Xiaoning briefly described the dangerous situation she encountered on her way home from get off work today: "That's roughly what happened. If he hadn't suddenly jumped out and pulled me away, I might have really been hit and killed by that motorcycle! You know how difficult it is for me to get to this state! If I lost this body, we would both continue to be wandering ghosts, without even a home!"

Only then did Zhang Xiaoming manage to suppress his hostility somewhat.

"Alright, considering that person really did save you, I won't hold it against him. But you also need to remember this: never fall for any man again! You don't want to be fooled again, right?"

Zhang Xiaoning pursed her lips, but finally reluctantly agreed: "I know, I won't fall for any man. That person... just treat him as a friend. In short, don't treat him as an enemy. He's a good person. I really tested him, and he's not the kind of person with bad intentions."

"Fine, fine, whatever makes you happy. But the condition is that he doesn't do anything that crosses our bottom line, otherwise, if it affects our next plan, I won't let him off the hook."

Zhang Xiaoming snorted, revealing his bottom line and indicating that he wouldn't agree to just any condition.

"He's just an ordinary person! What can an ordinary person do to stop us? You're worrying unnecessarily! Don't overthink it, and don't try anything funny. I just want to treat him well and thank him for saving my life. If you try to scare him like you did before, I'll really get angry."

In order to avoid upsetting his only relative, Zhang Xiaoming could only suppress his urge to teach that brat a lesson and hid alone on the balcony.

With the ghosts gone, the temperature in the living room returned to normal.

The vegetable salad they made, in particular, tasted really good. Bai Wuchang ate about half a plate and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Next time I come, I'll bring you some fruit too."

"No need for that, it's just some fruit, consider it my way of thanking you. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Why don't you have dinner here tonight..."

If we continue to eat here, we might be crossing a line.

Bai Wuchang thought of the books he had read about human communication, which said that even friends who hit it off at first sight need to gradually build up their relationship.

If you lack a sense of propriety from the beginning, it can easily cause the other party to feel disgusted.

Bai Wuchang felt it was a pity, but still shook his head and refused: "You have to go to work tomorrow. If I continue to stay here, it will be a lot of trouble for you to cook for me, which will take up a lot of your rest time, and I will feel bad about that. This fruit salad is very good, consider it your treat to dinner."

Bai Wuchang thanked the other party sincerely and said that he lived in the villa across the street and that he could come to him directly if there was anything.

The White Impermanence left, and after he left, the door closed. Zhang Xiaoming, who had been hiding on the balcony, floated back at that moment.

"That kid does have some sense. If he's really going to stay for dinner, then there's a high chance he's interested in you."

Zhang Xiaoning was speechless upon hearing this: "Maybe they just want to stay and get a free meal? Aren't you overthinking things?"

"You think I overcomplicate things? If I found a woman right now and told her that she's the person I want to spend my life with, and I'd give her anything, wouldn't you think that woman is a scheming person?" (End of Chapter)