Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Damn it! You old geezer, what's going on?" The sudden power outage startled Ya Fang.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old man carrying the oil lamp over.

The old man seemed used to it: "It's an old problem here, what's there to be afraid of!"

"How long have I been married into this wretched village?!" Ya Fang said resentfully. "How would I know! What are we going to do now?"

"What do you mean, what to do? Keep going! Won't this scare the kid half to death?" The old man chuckled. "Later, tie a rope around his neck and hang him in front of his window. That'll definitely scare him so much he'll pee his pants!"

"Tsk!" Ya Fang clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, but agreed for the sake of the money.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiajun had already returned to his room, waiting for the other party to make the first move.

Sure enough, a few moments later, a series of knocking sounds came from the window of Chen Jiajun's room.

Chen Jiajun pretended to be sleepy as he got out of bed, walked to the window, opened it, and pretended to take a look.

Then the old man slowly floated over, carrying Ya Fang.

Chen Jiajun immediately feigned a look of terror on his face and stood frozen in place.

This made Ya Fang somewhat smug, and she leaned closer with her pale face.

It must be said that this dancer named Ya Fang is quite attractive.

At least now it has some of the connotations of a "ghostly beauty".

She even yelled at Chen Jiajun in a low, menacing voice, "Give me back my life! Give me back my life!"

But Chen Jiajun's reaction the next moment was something he hadn't expected.

Chen Jiajun looked startled and punched Ya Fang in the eye.

This punch completely stunned Ya Fang.

Then she saw Chen Jiajun scream and run away, shouting "Ghost! Ghost!" as he ran.

"Damn it! That little bastard!" Ya Fang covered her eyes and gritted her teeth, saying, "I'm going to kill this kid!"

The old man put Ya Fang down and almost burst out laughing when he saw her swollen eyes.

However, he still held back, afraid that the woman would turn on him and make it impossible to continue the charade.

So he reassured him, "Don't worry! I'll give you an extra thousand yuan at most, and we'll make it a complete charade! Besides, didn't you see how terrified that kid was?"

For the sake of money, Ya Fang could only snort and swallow her anger.

Then the old man smiled and said, "Now it's my turn!"

Chen Jiajun jogged downstairs and then frantically pounded on the old man's door.

After the old man had Ya Fang hide well, he slowly went to open the door.

Chen Jiajun, looking flustered, said to the old man, "Boss, is there something evil in your inn? And why is the power out?"

The old man said calmly, "What? You saw it!"

Chen Jiajun swallowed hard and nodded quickly!

The old man sighed and said, "That was a woman who died unjustly, very pitiful! But she usually won't come out until the appointed time. Didn't I tell you not to wander around at night?"

Chen Jiajun looked terrified, and even stammered, "I...I didn't run around! She...she suddenly knocked on my window, I don't know what happened!"

"Hmm?" The old man's expression immediately turned serious: "She knocked on your window on her own initiative? That's troublesome!"

"Trouble? What trouble?" Chen Jiajun asked in a terrified tone.

The old man shook his head and said, "It seems she's got her hands on you. It's said that men who get entangled with her don't live more than three days! Don't even think about running away. No matter how far you run, you won't escape her grasp! Every year, several strong men in the neighborhood have their yang energy drained by her and turned into dried corpses!"

"Then...what should we do?" Chen Jiajun looked even more frightened.

The old man said with a troubled expression, "I do know a master who can remove the curse from you, but... it won't be cheap!"

Chen Jiajun quickly said, "Please, please come right away! But how much will it cost?"

"Hiring such an expert would cost at least fifty or sixty thousand!" the old man said to Chen Jiajun after thinking for a moment.

Chen Jiajun hesitated immediately: "So expensive?"

The old man sneered, "Since you think it's too expensive, then forget it! I can't help you with that!"

Chen Jiajun immediately cursed in his heart: "Damn it, these two guys are really unprofessional. They can't even come up with a decent story! With this level of professionalism, they have the nerve to come out and scam money!"

So Chen Jiajun decided to put these two people to a tougher challenge, and suddenly said defiantly, "Fine, I won't help then! I'm leaving tomorrow! I'll go to a big city and ask a high-ranking monk to perform a ritual for me; it won't even cost fifty or sixty thousand!"

After saying that, Chen Jiajun turned around angrily and left, going straight back to his room.

Rubbing her eyes, Ya Fang came out and said to the old man with dissatisfaction, "You old bastard, you're too greedy! You messed up this time, didn't you? If you can't get ten thousand yuan from that kid, you have to give it to me!"

The old man calmly replied, "Don't worry, this kid's legs are trembling, he definitely can't escape my grasp. I'll make him obediently bring me the money tonight!"

"Really?" Ya Fang asked with some doubt.

The old man snorted coldly: "As long as you obey my orders!"

"Damn it, I'm going all out!" Ya Fang said through gritted teeth, "So, what's next?"

The old man said with a sinister smile, "This kid values ​​money a lot, but I guess he's not scared enough! Go scare him a little more! I have a passage here that will allow you to go directly into that kid's room!"

"Damn it, that kid can hit people! Why the hell didn't you go and scare him!" Ya Fang felt disgusted when she heard that she still had to face Chen Jiajun!
The old man said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll cooperate with you!"

"If I get beaten again, I'll demand 20,000!" Ya Fang said unhappily. "I can't let this beating go unpunished! Otherwise, I'm not having it!"

"Twenty thousand it is!" The old man's heart was bleeding, but he really needed Ya Fang's cooperation and had no choice but to agree.

After the two had discussed it, the old man led Ya Fang to a guest room on the first floor.

The old man had installed a movable door that leads directly to Chen Jiajun's room.

The old man used a periscope-like device to investigate and found that Chen Jiajun was unable to sleep and was pacing back and forth in the room. He immediately smiled.

Then the old man brought a ladder, and after setting it up, he let Ya Fang climb up.

She loosened Ya Fang's hair and let it fall in front of her, then said, "Go upstairs when I tell you to!"

Ya Fang nodded and went up the stairs.

Then the old man observed Chen Jiajun's actions and saw that the moment Chen Jiajun turned around, he pushed Ya Fang up.

This made it seem as if Ya Fang had appeared out of nowhere in Chen Jiajun's room.

At this moment, Chen Jiajun was pacing back and forth in his room with a worried expression.

Suddenly, I heard a soft sobbing sound behind me, which quickly turned into operatic music.

Although Ya Fang was a dancer, she had studied opera for two years during her childhood.

Although I don't sing very well, it's enough to fool people.

Chen Jiajun seemed to be frozen in place, his whole body stiffening. He then turned around shakily and saw Ya Fang with her hair disheveled.

Ya Fang hummed a little tune as she approached Chen Jiajun step by step.

If Chen Jiajun hadn't known about Ya Fang and the old man's plan beforehand, he would have been really startled.

I have to say, this kind of environment definitely has that vibe!

Chen Jiajun immediately let out a scream, unable to even stand, and scrambled towards the room door.

This made Ya Fang feel extremely satisfied. "You little brat, how dare you hit me just now!"

Seeing that Chen Jiajun couldn't even get up, Ya Fang said in a sharp, theatrical voice, "Husband, where do you think you're going? Why don't you spend the night with me?"

"You...you, don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" Chen Jiajun looked terrified and grabbed whatever was at hand, throwing it at Ya Fang.

Cups, toothbrushes, and similar objects are fine; they don't hurt when they hit you.

However, the things Chen Jiajun picked up, such as stools, that hit him were anything but ordinary.

Ya Fang was in so much pain she almost screamed, and could only turn her pain into anger and roar at Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun finally found the doorknob and scrambled out of the room.

Only then did Ya Fang dare to rub the spot where she had been hit, wincing in pain.

The old man was startled by what he saw and quickly climbed upstairs to ask, "Are you alright?"

"I'm going to kill him!" Ya Fang roared and rushed out. She grabbed a kitchen knife, grabbed a knife, and went upstairs to confront Chen Jiajun.

She was never a woman with a good temper to begin with, and after spending so much time in dance halls, she naturally picked up some of the roguishness of people from the underworld.

After being repeatedly tricked by Chen Jiajun, Ya Fang finally snapped and decided to use violence to force Chen Jiajun to pay her money.

The old man wanted to stop her, but seeing the gleaming kitchen knife in Ya Fang's hand, he didn't dare to dissuade her.

Who knows if this crazy woman will stab herself?

When Chen Jiajun saw the two of them looking for him, he immediately laughed: "Now it's my turn to perform!"

The hotel wasn't actually that big, with only about three floors in total.

Chen Jiajun was in a guest room on the third floor. He opened the window again and jumped out to the first floor.

Then, using the old man's hidden door, they returned to the room.

At that moment, the old man was searching on the second floor with an oil lamp. Chen Jiajun tiptoed over and patted the old man on the back.

The old man tensed up instantly and turned around abruptly, but he didn't see anyone.

Chen Jiajun's speed made it incredibly easy for him to outmaneuver the old man.

In just a moment, Chen Jiajun reappeared behind the old man and blew a breath onto the old man's neck.

This really scared the old man so much that his hair stood on end: "Who? Ya Fang, is that you?!"

Chen Jiajun blocked the old man's view again and kicked the old man's oil lamp hard.

With a loud bang, the oil lamp was kicked to the ground by Chen Jiajun, plunging the corridor into darkness.

"Who, who is it?!" The old man leaned against the wall in terror, waving his stick, trying to find the person who had tricked him.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Chen Jiajun was already hanging from the roof beam, supporting his body with his legs.

Then he snatched the stick from the old man's hand and smashed it down on the old man's neck.

The old man's eyes rolled back, and he immediately fainted.

Hearing the old man's shouts, Ya Fang hurriedly ran down from the third floor.

But they saw nothing; even the old man had vanished.

Only the oil lamp that had been kicked over in the corridor remained, still emitting warmth.

Seeing the old man suddenly disappear, even the audacious Ya Fang felt a chill run down her spine.

He tried calling out to the old man, "You old codger, was that you just now?"

But after calling for a long time, she didn't hear the old man's reply, which made Ya Fang even more nervous, and cold sweat seeped from her hand gripping the kitchen knife.

"Stop playing around and come out now!" Ya Fang shouted again, mustering her courage.

But throughout the entire hotel, it seemed only her voice was echoing.

Ya Fang finally got scared and grabbed the oil lamp, ready to make a quick getaway.

After all, what was happening before her eyes was too bizarre; she felt as if someone was following her.

That's right, the person following Ya Fang was Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun even used the tracking techniques Silva taught him. With his abnormal physical abilities, he was able to keep up with Ya Fang without her noticing anything.

But when Ya Fang reached the old staircase, she noticed something was wrong.

Because the creaking sound she made on the stairs didn't sound like something a person could make.

There was someone behind her!

Ya Fang screamed and brandished the kitchen knife in her hand, slashing behind her.

The force was so great that it almost dislocated her wrist.

But Chen Jiajun, with a smile on his face, blocked the sharp blade of the cleaver with just one finger.

Chen Jiajun grinned maliciously at Ya Fang and said, "Madam, are you planning to come down and keep me company?"

Ya Fang is considered quite brave among women, but she was genuinely terrified by the scene before her.

Chen Jiajun blocked the blade with just one finger, and the blade didn't even touch Chen Jiajun's finger.

This bizarre scene was something that Ya Fang, as a woman, could not possibly comprehend.

"There's a ghost!" Ya Fang immediately lost her temper, dropped the kitchen knife, and ran away.

"You're really easily scared, yet you dare to dress up as a ghost to scare people!" Chen Jiajun shook his head, chased after her, and knocked Ya Fang down with a karate chop.

Seeing the unconscious old man and Ya Fang, Chen Jiajun, with a twisted sense of humor, hung them in the hotel lobby.

Then they found a bottle of ink in the old man's accounting room and started drawing on their faces.

After finishing, I admired my "masterpiece" before finally going back to my room to sleep.

……

The next morning, the old man and Ya Fang both woke up.

After being suspended all night, both of them felt uncomfortable all over.

Upon opening her eyes, she saw that both of them were hanging in the hall, and immediately screamed in terror.

He thought he was dead.

"Don't disturb our sleep so early in the morning!" Chen Jiajun yawned as he came out of the guest room upstairs, looking at the two of them with a mocking expression.

"What did you do?" The old man looked at Chen Jiajun as if he had seen a ghost.

Chen Jiajun laughed and said, "What else could we do? We played ghost games with you two all night last night, and we're still not done playing!"

"When did you find out?" The old man looked at Chen Jiajun with surprise.

Chen Jiajun did not answer the two: "The idea is good, but the details are too poor. Don't make such a basic mistake in the future!"

Ya Fang struggled to her feet in mid-air, cursing at Chen Jiajun: "You little bastard, once I get my hands on you, I'll kill you! You worthless scoundrel!"

Chen Jiajun touched Ya Fang's face and clicked his tongue, saying, "The appearance is good, but the temperament is a bit lacking!"

Amidst Ya Fang's curses, Chen Jiajun left the hotel.

After leaving the hotel, Chen Jiajun hitched a ride directly to the pier.

The pier on the outlying island is very dilapidated, and it's mostly fishing boats that are moored there.

After inquiring about the boats going to Jishan, Chen Jiajun sat down by the dock to wait.

Around nine o'clock, a passenger ship bound for Jishan finally arrived.

But this string looks like it was made from a converted fishing boat.

The boatman was an old man, also a fisherman from the area. Chen Jiajun inquired and learned that almost no one had been going to Jishan recently.

"Uncle, are there still residents on this island?" Chen Jiajun immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly asked.

The old man who was steering the boat took a puff of his cigarette, shook his head, and said, "It's a godforsaken place. Apart from that spendthrift son who's planning to build some kind of resort, who would go to that godforsaken place, Chicken Mountain?"

"Not a single household?" Chen Jiajun's eyes widened immediately.

"No, young man, why are you asking this?" the old man who was steering the boat said, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Jiajun frowned and said, "I'm here to find someone! A family surnamed Lin!"

The old man immediately began to ponder: "Lin? I remember there was indeed a family surnamed Lin on the island, but their elders died long ago, and their descendants have never returned since they left!"

Chen Jiajun was immediately at a loss after hearing this. Judging from what the old man was saying, Master Lin had not yet returned home.

However, having already come this far, Chen Jiajun couldn't very well turn back, so he could only get on the boat and go to Jishan to take a look.

The number of people going to Jishan each day is uncertain, but the old man who operates the boat always waits until noon to set off.

Chen Jiajun then started chatting with the old man.

During their casual conversation, Chen Jiajun discovered that many strange things he had never heard of were indeed happening in Hong Kong of this time and space. (End of Chapter)