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My Tenant is a Female Ghost
In the Liangye Villa Complex, Building 18 of Area Two, a circle of cars was parked outside the large villa. Flower wreaths and baskets were arranged in a row, surrounded by people dressed in black suits mourning. Under everyone's gaze, the driver led Bai Zhuo through the foyer to meet the main person.
“Boss, this is Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai, this is Boss Huang, the one you spoke with this morning, and my boss.”
“Zhao, you can go back to work in the foyer for now. I need to speak with Mr. Bai for a moment,” Boss Huang said.
Zhao nodded, “Yes, Boss.”
“Mr. Bai, please come to my study,” Boss Huang said. He led Bai Zhuo into the study, which was an elegantly designed European-style room. Boss Huang was tall and robust, making Bai Zhuo appear somewhat shorter beside him.
“My name is Huang Jiangliu. I didn't expect Mr. Bai to be so young,” Huang Jiangliu remarked.
Bai Zhuo nodded but remained silent, placing his hand over his mouth to signal Huang Jiangliu not to speak. Huang Jiangliu frowned and quietly observed Bai Zhuo's actions. Bai Zhuo picked up a pen and wrote on a piece of draft paper: There are ears on the other side of the wall; let me check first. However, Huang Jiangliu took the pen from him and wrote: I have hired professionals to check for eavesdropping devices; there are none.
Yet Bai Zhuo still ignored him. He had a unique sensitivity to Spiritual Energy and carefully examined every corner of the room. He opened the drawer of Huang Jiangliu's desk and found several origami cranes inside. After inspecting one, he unfolded it and discovered that there were no listening devices inside; however, the color of this crane was surprisingly yellow-brown! Once opened, it became clear that intricate symbols were drawn on the yellow paper!
Bai Zhuo tore off the yellow paper and finally spoke: “Boss Huang, matters concerning the Yin Yang Realm cannot be approached with normal reasoning.” Huang Jiangliu stared wide-eyed at the yellow paper on the table, realizing that he had had no privacy for half a year; he could not calm down for a long time.
“Mr. Bai, everything is fine with money; you must save me!” Huang Jiangliu suddenly stood up and knelt down, his face filled with despair. “Mr. Bai, business is like a battlefield; I have been in this industry for over thirty years and anticipated such things long ago. But I still have two children who need raising; I cannot die now!”
Bai Zhuo quickly stepped aside, joking that Huang Jiangliu could practically be his father. As they say, those who do not deserve their position will face disaster; if Bai Zhuo accepted this kneeling gesture, he would certainly have a hard time for the next six months. He pulled Huang Jiangliu up and said: “Boss Huang, a man’s knees are worth gold. I know you are a person of character, but I am also your junior. Boss Huang, don’t let your misfortune bring me down! Since I’m here, I will do my best; success or failure depends on fate.”
Huang Jiangliu realized his mistake and stood up to wipe away his tears: “Mr. Bai, forgive my outburst; it’s just that when I think of my two children who have lost their mother, it tears at my heart... There are two Yin Yang Masters and a Taoist downstairs, but Mr. Bai, you are the only true Yin Yang Master I have seen in these past six months.”
"Huang, you misunderstood. Their abilities may not be any better than mine; I might not even possess one-tenth of their strength. However, I am confident that I understand these matters better than they do. They simply believe that it is a ghost causing trouble, not realizing that the spirits of loved ones will never harm their kin, unless..."
"Unless someone casts a spell for evil!" Huang Jiangliu gritted his teeth.
"Huang, from now on, you can call me Bai Zhuo or just Bai. Consider me your distant relative. Don't let anyone see through it; take me to the memorial hall."
"This is easy enough. Then Bai... you can call me Uncle Huang. If you need anything, just let Zhao know." But Bai Zhuo shook his head. "No, Huang. If I need anything or make any moves, it has to be you cooperating with me personally." Huang Jiangliu pondered for a moment. "Could it be?"
Having been in business for over thirty years, Huang understood many things without needing them to be spelled out. Once he grasped this point, his expression grew even more serious. He led Bai Zhuo to the memorial hall and greeted several acquaintances, introducing Bai Zhuo along the way. The people present genuinely believed Bai Zhuo was Huang Jiangliu's distant relative, and their gazes toward him carried more weight. However, the driver Zhao looked on with suspicion but remained silent.
"Nini, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" A portly man in the crowd asked as he wrapped an arm around a long-legged beauty. This beauty was none other than Zhang Ni, who had gone on a blind date with Bai Zhuo a few days prior! Zhang Ni looked much the same as before, her makeup light yet striking, her long legs clad in sheer nude stockings despite the heat.
Zhang Ni gently extricated herself from the man's embrace and forced a smile. "Darling, I'm fine; it's just a bit of discomfort in my stomach." The man chuckled lewdly. "Is Aunt Flo still visiting? Looks like you'll have to find another route tonight, huh? Ahaha!"
Zhang Ni heard that Huang was a top figure in the business world, and here was Bai Zhuo, a nobody who turned out to be Huang's relative? Regret washed over her; had she known about this connection earlier, she wouldn't have fallen out with him. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became as a plan formed in her mind: "So it's him."
The man beside her noticed her change in demeanor and asked, "Nini, do you know him?"
"Not really; he... he pursued me before. I didn't agree to it, so he kept pestering me. I avoided him and didn't expect to run into him here—what bad luck." Zhang Ni's acting was on point; her tone was filled with disdain while her expression appeared pitiful. The man shot a cold glance at Bai Zhuo and silently took note.
Meanwhile, Bai Zhuo remained unaware of the scheming behind him. His first observation focused on the four incense sticks in front of the memorial hall! Frowning deeply, he called out to Huang Jiangliu. "Huang... Uncle Huang, come here for a moment."
Huang Jiangliu initially did not react until Bai Zhuo tugged at him. "Ah, it's Bai Zhuo! What's wrong?"
"Uncle Huang, your house is too big. Can you take me to the restroom?"
Huang Jiangliu smiled and nodded, leading Bai Zhuo away. To the onlookers, it was surprising that this boss would personally escort a distant relative to the restroom, elevating Bai Zhuo's status in their eyes.
Once inside the restroom, Huang Jiangliu closed the door and asked, "Mr. Bai, what's wrong?"
"Who is in charge of the spirit hall arrangements?"
"It's all been handed over to that Taoist priest." Huang Jiangliu replied. "What about your two Yin-Yang masters?"
"The two Yin-Yang masters are working with that Taoist priest. His surname is Wang, and he's quite famous around Haicheng. Why, Mr. Bai? Is there a problem?"
Bai Zhuo fell silent for a moment before saying, "Three incense sticks for ancestor worship and four for summoning spirits. Anyone with a bit of knowledge would understand this principle. Doesn't this Taoist know?"
Huang Jiangliu recalled that indeed, there were four incense sticks placed in front of his wife's photo. Bai Zhuo thought for a moment and then forced a smile. "Boss Huang, it's not that I don't want to help; it's just that I can't. You see, I'm just an amateur compared to those proper Taoists and Yin-Yang masters. If your adversary has even managed to bribe a Yin-Yang master, they must be incredibly powerful. I, Bai Zhuo, am weak and alone; I doubt I can stand against such a person. Boss Huang... you should seek help elsewhere..."
Upon hearing this, Huang Jiangliu's face turned pale as he tightly grasped Bai Zhuo's hand. "Mr. Bai, please! You have to save me! I can pay double... no, ten times the amount! Ten million? Fifty million? A hundred million? It's all negotiable as long as you can save me!"
Huang Jiangliu was already incoherent with fear. He never imagined someone would go to such lengths to deal with him. Unfamiliar with the Yin-Yang Realm, he slumped in front of Bai Zhuo, realizing he had truly reached a dead end.
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