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Chapter 192 He Daqing: You rascal!

"Hello, Comrade He Daqing."

He Daqing was looking down, thinking about what had just happened, when he heard this greeting and was overjoyed.

I thought a police officer was chasing after me, about to deliver some message.

He turned his head away.

The tiny ghostly figure stood less than two meters behind him, carrying an axe.

"You...you...you're so rude, comrade..."

He Daqing's tongue seemed to be tied in knots, and he froze on the spot. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have blurted out that sentence.

You are an evil spirit!

It turns out that what happened just now was not an illusion.

Those seven people are really dead.

Everything is true.

Why were there no corpses or bloodstains in the carriage?

He Daqing's mind was racing, but now was not the time to dwell on that.

Evil spirits have targeted me.

Will he kill me too?

He Daqing was frightened.

My legs started to go weak, and cold sweat poured down my back.

He's lived for over sixty years, what hasn't he seen? He's even seen the Japanese devils.

But never before had anything chilled him to the bone like this.

I should have known better than to meddle in other people's business.

Why go back to Beijing?

What revenge?

Wouldn't it be better to find a place to hide?

"Um?"

Lin Tian said with a smile, "He Daqing, my surname isn't Lu, but I really enjoyed listening to what you just said. Say it again, and if I'm happy, I can let you go."

Not surnamed Lu?

He Daqing was taken aback.

What he just said was: You're so rude, comrade.

This evil spirit... is playing word games.

He was willing to risk everything to survive.

He Daqing took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady: "Comrade, you are very generous."

Lin Tian's eyes lit up, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "It's a pity that most of our fans don't have the surname Fang."

There's a chance!

He Daqing's heart skipped a beat.

The evil spirit clearly cared about what he had said and instantly thought of a way to survive.

Do you believe that ghosts will spare you?

That is impossible.

He's lived for over sixty years, what kind of nonsense hasn't he heard?

What kind of scam haven't I seen?

That's utter nonsense. People who believe in ghosts have graves overgrown with weeds three meters deep.

But this evil spirit is different.

Look at him, he's only three inches tall, about the same height as Wu Dalang.

His concern about being "rude" or "generous" shows that he is very young.

What does a tiny ghost care about most?

face.

If one does the opposite, speaking human language to ghosts, one will surely survive.

He Daqing narrowed his eyes, a thought flashing through his mind.

In ancient times, there was the rough-and-tumble hero Xu Xian, and the undead knight Ning Caichen…

I, He Daqing, will lure the ghost with my own body and escape to safety!

After figuring it out, He Daqing was like a completely different person. He stopped bending over, stopped trembling, and the fear on his face disappeared.

Looking at Lin Tian with the same passionate gaze one would give a young widow, he said in a greasy tone, "Brother, do you like widows...married women?"

Lin Tian was stunned for a moment.

blinked.

what?

Wife?

He thought for a moment and remembered the hundreds of terabytes of study materials on his computer before he transmigrated.

"You should...like it, right?"

What is He Daqing trying to do?

Introduce women to yourself?

But I'm only eight years old.

Oh, I understand.

He wasn't introducing married women to him, but rather imparting his years of experience in flirting with women.

Okay, I'll play along and see what tricks you have up your sleeve.

You can learn a couple of tricks while you're at it.

He Daqing then asked, "Do you have money?"

Lin Tian thought for a moment.

He put all the money that Director Yang and Section Chief Liu had embezzled into his space. The total amount of money should be tens of thousands of yuan.

But since you're just playing with him, you can't say you're rich.

"I have no money."

Lin Tian shook his head, "Absolutely no money."

Upon hearing this, He Daqing's face showed an expression of "anger at his lack of ambition," and he shook his head and sighed, "Without money, what are you thinking about marrying someone else?"

Lin Tian felt offended.

What does it mean that you can't dream if you don't have money?

All his study materials are free to download, and there are several websites for them.

"I have!"

Lin Tian quickly changed his tune, "I have a lot of money, tens of thousands!"

He Daqing's eyes lit up instantly.

I never imagined this evil spirit was so rich. I wish I could have half of it.

"If you have money, then it's all good."

He Daqing took a step forward. "Then let me ask you again, do you like married women?"

"I absolutely love it." Lin Tian nodded.

He Daqing became coy, his posture, expression, and slight turn of his body making him look like a timid young wife: "Big brother, do I... look like a married woman?"

Lin Tian was dumbfounded.

"what?"

He Daqing continued, her expression growing increasingly shy: "Are you willing to spend money on me?"

Lin Tian shook his head decisively: "I don't want to."

He looked at He Daqing with a strange expression.

Didn't this man run away to Baoding with the White Widow?

How can you call yourself a married woman?

Did something go wrong?

He Daqing sighed, "You really are stubborn and hopeless. Oh well."

I, He Daqing, am over fifty years old. I am charming and elegant, and I can do everything from being coquettish to being cute.

And you, brother, remain unmoved by me, playing hard to get. Then I have only two words to describe you.

Which two words?

Lin Tian asked curiously.

He Daqing slowly approached.

One step, two steps, three steps.

He whispered two words in Lin Tian's ear in that sticky, coquettish, and goosebump-inducing voice:

"You rascal~"

"Bang!"

Lin Tian kicked out, sending He Daqing flying more than three meters away. He crashed heavily to the ground, rolled twice, and finally stopped after hitting the wall.

"Oh my gosh~ You rascal~ You kick with such power, I love it~"

He Daqing clutched her stomach and pouted coquettishly.

Lin Tian stood there, his face dark with anger.

Damn it, I was actually flirted with?

Was I harassed by an old man in his sixties?

What exactly have you, He Daqing, been doing in Baoding all these years?

You ran away with the White Widow, how did you end up learning all this... stuff?

Are you sure you're in Baoding?

Not in Shanxi or Chengdu?

He Daqing got up from the ground, rubbing the spot where he had been kicked, a coquettish smile still on his face:

"Ouch~ Big brother~ What are you doing~"

"vomit!!!"

Lin Tian felt a churning in his stomach.

He's seen people, seen blood, what disgusting scenes haven't he witnessed?

But never before has he felt so nauseous as he does now.

This is a psychological attack.

A mental attack even more ruthless than an axe.

He knew that the courtyard house was rife with unhealthy practices, that Yi Zhonghai was using moral blackmail, that Jia Zhangshi was throwing a tantrum, that Xu Damao was treacherous and cunning, and that Qin Huairu was feigning pitifulness...

But this He Daqing…

This is way too weird!

He Daqing looked at Lin Tian's actions and expressions and felt reassured.

bingo.

A petty evil spirit, how laughable!

I'm a seasoned veteran; what kind of situation haven't I seen?

People often tell lies; who hasn't been lied to?

Today I've finally achieved the feat of speaking human language to ghosts.

That performance just now, though seemingly absurd, was actually a test.

Now he knows.

This evil spirit, though a ruthless killer, still possesses humanity.

With sex comes weakness.

If there are weaknesses, then you can take advantage of them.

You'll be alive soon.

He Daqing got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and his greasy smile returned to his face:

"Big brother~, that kick just now felt so good~, I want~ another one~!"

Lin Tian looked at him without saying a word.

He Daqing took another step forward. "Big brother~, listen to me. In my life, I, He Daqing, have no other skills, but I know how to serve people~ Look at my figure, my temperament, this..."

"Shut up."

Lin Tian spoke.

He Daqing immediately shut up.

Then, Lin Tian smiled again.

"He Daqing, you're quite the actor, aren't you? You're really good at pretending."

He Daqing knew he had been seen through, and gave an awkward laugh: "Brother, you flatter me, brother, you flatter me..."

"But do you think this will save your life?"

Lin Tian took two steps forward, dragging the axe on the ground, making a harsh scraping sound.

He Daqing's smile froze.

"I've killed more weirdos than you've ever seen."

"Each of them, before they died, thought they were clever, thought they could fool me, and thought they could find a way to survive."

The axe stopped in mid-air.