The ultimate master in the city

Not only could you not see either end of the alley, but a chilly wind was blowing straight at you, and it felt as if a pair of eyes were watching you from the darkness.

Monk Yuanzhi gestured back and forth, then exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap! Brother, we've really encountered a ghost, and the yin energy is incredibly strong!"

Zhou Fengchen tried the hand seal, then suddenly laughed and said, "Monk, there's something I forgot to tell you."

Monk Yuanzhi found it strange. "What is it?"

"I went to school with that dog spirit pretending to be you, and then I picked up a mother and child," Zhou Fengchen said. "And they were ghosts, and they insisted on calling me husband and father!"

Monk Yuanzhi looked him up and down. "Your joke has gone a bit too far. Where are you going to find a ghost wife and ghost children?"

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose and called out, "Old Chu, stop fooling around and come out!"

"Hmph! How boring!"

The deep alley disappeared, and Chu Xiaoling appeared in front, pouting and leading Xiao Bao. She was dressed in a Republic-era student uniform, looking quite pretty and cute, while Xiao Bao was dressed like a rag doll, with a wicked smile on his face.

The mother and son standing there, doing absolutely nothing, were terrifying.

"Whoa—"

Monk Yuanzhi was startled and quickly hid behind Zhou Fengchen, "Brother, this..."

Chu Xiaoling walked over with Xiaobao, all smiles. "Honey, you're back? Huh? Isn't this monk...?"

Zhou Fengchen explained, "That's my friend; he's been found."

"Big Brother!" Chu Xiaoling greeted him politely, and Xiao Bao also called out in a strange tone, "Uncle!"

Monk Yuanzhi swallowed hard, nervously patted his pockets, and chuckled dryly, saying, "Look, brother, you suddenly have a wife and children. I wasn't prepared at all, and I didn't bring any gifts."

Zhou Fengchen glared at him. "Bullshit, you're making it sound so real."

Monk Yuanzhi chuckled, not daring to look at Chu Xiaoling and her son.

"Don't just stand there, go back." Zhou Fengchen waved his hand.

The two people and two ghosts walked forward for a while without saying a word. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Monk Yuanzhi quietly patted Zhou Fengchen.

Zhou Fengchen then told Chu Xiaoling and her son to go upstairs first, and turned back to ask, "What's wrong?"

Monk Yuanzhi said with a solemn expression, "I've traveled all over the country for so many years and seen a lot of wandering ghosts, but I've never encountered one that lives peacefully with humans, let alone one that offers itself up to be a wife. This is too ridiculous."

Zhou Fengchen frowned and asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Monk Yuanzhi whispered, "The mother and son must have ulterior motives for doing this. They're trying to drain your yang energy and harm you... They probably can't do that, so they likely want something from you!"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment, "I've thought about this question and asked them, but neither the mother nor the son would say anything."

Monk Yuanzhi said with a stern face, "Then drive them away. If they don't leave, wipe them out!"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "The mother and son have a pitiful background, and they're also very difficult to deal with. They don't want to go down, they just want to stick to me. What can we do? Let's keep them around for fun. They can do laundry and cook meals, which is not bad."

"Washing clothes and cooking?" Monk Yuanzhi asked. "Is her cooking good?"

"Absolutely delicious!"

"Are you sure it won't harm anyone?"

"Won't!"

"Hey! That's great!" Monk Yuanzhi laughed.

As the two were talking, Chu Xiaoling leaned out of the third-floor window and said in a strange tone, "It looks like something in the house burned down!"

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi were taken aback and quickly ran upstairs.

Upon entering the room, Chu Xiaoling pointed to an iron basin filled with ashes in the bedroom, "Hey! This."

Zhou Fengchen and the other looked at the basin, exchanged a glance, and their hearts skipped a beat. This scene was all too familiar. Last time, when more than 180,000 yuan in cash was burned by mountain spirits, it looked just like this.

Almost instinctively, Monk Yuanzhi ran to rummage through the cabinet, while Zhou Fengchen squatted down to search for the still-warm ashes of paper.

Then, Zhou Fengchen carried a coin that hadn't been completely burned around the corner, and Monk Yuanzhi stared blankly at the empty cabinet.

A few seconds later, he yelled at the same time, "Who the hell did this?!"

The two were practically exploding with anger. These two transactions totaled over 200,000 yuan—it wasn't just paper money; anyone would feel the pain!

Monk Yuanzhi, no longer afraid of Chu Xiaoling and her son, roared, "Did you do this?"

Chu Xiaoling pouted, "Nonsense, why would I burn my husband's money?"

Xiao Bao grinned and said, "We won't burn Daddy's money!"

Monk Yuanzhi, panting heavily, asked Zhou Fengchen, "Brother, did you manage to kill all those mountain demons?"

Zhou Fengchen was also enraged, "Aren't you going to say anything? They're all dead!"

"Ugh!"

The two sighed heavily, squatted down dejectedly, and covered their faces.

After a while, Monk Yuanzhi got up and went berserk, shouting out the window, "Who the hell burned my money? Step forward, I'll kill you!"

Zhou Fengchen gritted his teeth and lay on the ground, looking for any footprints.

Monk Yuanzhi turned around, ran over, and knelt down to look at it together.

The two looked carefully for a long time, but couldn't see anything. The room was filthy and covered in dust.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Zhou Fengchen sat back on the bed.

"Right!" Monk Yuanzhi also got up. "Think carefully, who has made an enemy of us recently!"

Zhou Fengchen pondered for ten minutes before suddenly saying, "Could it be the group of guys we beat up during the day?"

Monk Yuanzhi clenched his fist, then quickly slumped back down. "Impossible. If those kinds of people came in to vent their anger, they'd definitely make a mess of the house, throw feces and piss on it. Look at the room, it's exactly the same as when we left. And this is seventy or eighty thousand yuan! Those thugs would be ecstatic. Would they really burn it?"

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Zhou Fengchen thought about it and realized that made sense. "But we don't have any other enemies. A normal person wouldn't do something like this!"

Monk Yuanzhi thought for a moment, then looked at Chu Xiaoling and her son standing to the side, "I'm sorry, big sister, I just lost my temper."

"Hmph!" Chu Xiaoling looked up at the sky and gave him a nostril-like glare.

Xiao Bao also hummed along and looked up at the sky.

"That's how it is," Monk Yuanzhi said with a forced smile, "When did you arrive? Did you encounter any people or monsters?"

"I just got here too," Chu Xiaoling said, then thought for a moment and exclaimed, "Oh, right! I saw a very strange woman running out of the alley in a panic."

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi were startled and asked urgently, "What kind of woman?"

"Hmm..." Chu Xiaoling tapped her chin, "Very thin, not very tall, about my height, long hair...that's it!"

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi blinked, deep in thought. The woman... was very thin... and had long hair...

What kind of clue is this? There are people like this everywhere!

Monk Yuanzhi asked, "Could it be the landlord?"

Zhou Fengchen shook his head. "The landlord is short and fat!"

"So, will your tracking token work?"

"Birth date and time, hair, clothes—what's the point?"

"Ugh!"

The two were at their wits' end. They had been drinking all day and were now exhausted and dizzy. They decided to wash up and go to sleep, and talk about it tomorrow.

Zhou Fengchen was asleep, but the matter was still on his mind. After some time, he suddenly sat up abruptly, opened the door, and called out urgently, "Old Chu!"

Chu Xiaoling sat up from the sofa, blinked, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Fengchen asked, "Was that woman around forty years old? Did she have high cheekbones and a slight hunchback?"

Chu Xiaoling thought for a moment, "I didn't pay attention to whether his cheekbones were high or not, but he does look to be in his forties and has a bit of a hunchback."

Monk Yuanzhi was also startled awake and ran out to ask, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Fengchen gritted his teeth, "I know who it is!"

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