No sooner had he written the characters than Lei Jianhua, who was curled up on the ground, actually barked twice.
"Heh, hahaha, what’s going on? How co this guy really started barking like a dog?" Wu Xiuxiong was excited for no apparent reason. Then he wrote another sentence on the paper, "Lei Jianhua strip off his clothes and streak around outside."
Imdiately after, Lei Jianhua actually started to strip off his upper-body clothes, bare-chested, and charged straight out.
"Hey, hey, I told you to streak!"
Lei Jianhua wrote several more lines on the paper, but none of them took effect.
"Could it be that I have to wait for this guy to finish running before writing will work again?"
Having vented his anger, Lei Jianhua walked out of the alley with an air of smugness. Just then, two long-haired beauties approached from the opposite direction. Lei Jianhua’s eyebrows raised, and he imdiately wrote on the tissue paper, "Make these two long-haired beauties fall madly in love with !"
"Jianhua!"
"Oh, Jianhua, my dear!"
Indeed, the two long-haired beauties threw themselves at him, one of them even pressed Lei Jianhua against the alley’s wall, tore open his clothes, and kissed his body frantically.
Lei Jianhua was elated beyond asure. Just then, the face of a heavenly immortal flashed through his mind. While enjoying the services of the two beauties, he picked up the pen and wrote on the tissue paper, "Make Li Zhao fall madly in love with and beco my woman!"
At that very mont, Zhao’er, who was watching a horror movie in the Ladies’ Ho’s living room, suddenly froze, turned her head toward the direction of Lei Jianhua, her pupils suddenly bursting with blue flas!
"Pfft!"
While reveling in the ministrations of the beauties, Lei Jianhua felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward, face-up.
The Parker Pen in his hand fell deeper into the alley, and the writing on the tissue paper slowly faded.
"Master!" Five Great Hans hurriedly surrounded him, while the two long-haired beauties suddenly ca to their senses, looking around with bewildered faces. They exchanged a glance and quickly parted ways.
At that mont, in the depths of the alley, a dark figure slowly erged, picked up the Parker Pen from the ground, and then slipped into the darkness...
The next morning at eight o’clock, you arrived as scheduled in your car.
The address Ruan Yuling had given over the phone turned out to be a cafe, one that was off the beaten track and seed not to do much business.
The location of this cafe was not in the bustling downtown area, but on the desolate Bluestone Street beside the Grand Canal.
"Yanshui Renjia" was the na of the cafe. You parked your car on the next street over and walked to the cafe entrance, lifting the beaded curtain by hand and peering inside.
The cafe’s main the seed sowhat bohemian, the morning sunlight obliquely pouring down from century-old rubble, lighting up one-third of the quaint cafe through the glass wall outside.
Perhaps because the shop had just opened for the morning, there was no one inside.
You took a few more steps inside, glancing left and right.
"Brother Yun, are you looking for elder sister?"
Ruan Yuling’s voice suddenly ca from beside you. This sudden but sweet voice startled you for no apparent reason. Turning your head, you saw Ruan Yuling seated in a backlit position, lighting a lady’s cigarette, elegantly smoking.
"Sister Ling, have you been sitting there all along?"
"Yes," Ruan Yuling said with an elegant smile, her smile contained calmness and an air of grace and tranquility you had never seen before.
"Please, have a seat."
"Okay."
For so reason, Ruan Yuling now seed different to you than before.
If the Ruan Yuling who ca to seek your help with the small stone coffin was a dagger steeped in poison, then the Ruan Yuling now was like a length of white silk.
rely by looking at her, you felt as though the white silk had already twisted and turned, entwining itself around your body several tis around your neck.
Even with the foresight of the threat to your life, you still turned and sat down in front of her.
"It’s not easy to find this place, is it?" Ruan Yuling said with a light chuckle.
"Not bad, I used to play around here when I was a kid, I’m pretty familiar with the area generally."
Ruan Yuling nodded. "This café opened ten years ago, I once worked here. Later on, I bought it with my money, and even though there hasn’t been much business, it’s remained open all these years."
You smiled. "I didn’t expect Sister Ling to be so sentintal."
"A poet once said that won like to wallow in their mories. But my mories are confined to just this café."
In this mont, she appeared lancholic and sorrowful, her face still exuding infinite charm and allure, yet her words revealed the disconsolation and confusion of a woman already in her thirties.
Looking at her, a strong impulse to care for her suddenly arose in your heart, yet ultimately, you gave up on the idea.
The woman before you was no naive young girl, no matter how her appearance and deanor might change, it couldn’t alter the fact that she was a poisoned dagger at heart.
Taking out the Crystal Card that was already prepared, you placed it on the table and slid it in front of Ruan Yuling. "Sister Ling, I think it’s ti for to return this card to you."
This ti, Ruan Yuling did not say much, she took a light drag, and slowly exhaled a delicate cloud of smoke towards you. The smoke she expelled was strange, it had no hint of nicotine at all, it actually slled quite nice, and even had a faintly sweet taste to it.
She stretched out her slender fingers to pick up the Crystal Card, casually placed it into her chic little purse, and said with a smile, "It’s about ti, let’s set off."
"Okay."
About an hour later, you drove to a small mountain town located to the west of Yuhang City.
Although you were under the robust sunshine, for so reason, when you saw the old house with nearly a hundred years of history, sothing inside you felt a chill.
The house was located next to a church on the outskirts of the small town, about thirty ters separating the church and the old house, with a babbling brook in between. The water of the brook was crystal clear, and the trees on its banks were lush; the scenery was quite exceptional.
It looked like a Western-style house from the early 90s, probably covering seven to eight mu of land, surrounded by tall walls.
Once you and Ruan Yuling got out of the car, a young man dressed in a suit with slicked-back hair approached you.
"Ms. Ruan, I’m delighted to et you; I am Chen Hao, the one who contacted you before."
Ruan Yuling couldn’t even be bothered to look at Chen Hao and turned to you instead, "Brother Yun, what do you think of this house?"
Without much thought, you turned to Ruan Yuling and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth, or sothing pleasant?"
"The truth." Ruan Yuling looked at you with a lodious smile.
"I can’t say for certain at the mont, but just from looking at it from this angle, it’s clear that this property is no longer just a re haunted house." With that, you turned to the real estate agent Chen Hao. "Mr. Chen, how many tis has this Western-style house changed hands? Who was the first owner, and what profession did they have?"
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