Chapter 172 - 153 Ghost Lady_3

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Chapter 172: Chapter 153 Ghost Lady_3 Yun Ziliang suspected whether Lao Yang failed to properly tend to the "eye" tattoo, and the tattoo clouded his mind. "Nonsense, that tattoo of mine was done with the blood of Fifth Brother and myself, even if it acted up, Lao Yang should be clamoring, ’Grandpa, spare me.’" The "eye" tattoo, human skin, blood, patterns, all came from pure men, how could it transform into a female evil spirit to bewilder Lao Yang? *Doesn’t make sense!* "First, carry him to the shop, let’s have a good look at him." Zhou Xuan and the other three carried Lao Yang to the Old Painting Pavilion, which was closer to the restaurant, lit a kerosene lamp, and laid Lao Yang across the counter. The first to examine Lao Yang was Yun Ziliang, checking his eyeballs and listening to his chest, yet he couldn’t find anything out of the ordinary. The next was Lv Mingkun, who was sensitive to ghostly perceptions, placing the Bamboo Leaf Blade on Lao Yang, but there wasn’t any reaction at all. "Doesn’t seem like a ghostly possession, otherwise my Bamboo Leaf Blade would be trembling." Zhou Xuan looked left and right, and said, "I feel Lao Yang wasn’t bewitched, he saw something he shouldn’t have seen, and it scared him senseless. We need to fight fire with fire, scare him with something, maybe that’ll work." At this point, Yun Ziliang began to scare him: "Oh no, Lao Yang, your properties are all burned down." Lao Yang remained motionless. Lv Mingkun also tried to frighten him: "Lao Yang, hurry up, your tenant ran away without paying rent." Still, it didn’t work. Zhou Xuan thought for a moment, then slapped Lao Yang on the chest: "Lao Yang, you messed up your uncle’s tiles, cheated a win." With a start, Lao Yang sat up, eyes closed, hands mimicking dealing tiles. Tile by tile, and finally, Lao Yang heavily slammed down on empty air, cursing, "Bullshit, your Brother Yang scored a big four happiness, character suit with four kongs, where’s the cheat win!" This curse really woke Lao Yang up, his eyeballs glaring wide open, staring at everyone: "Where am I?!" "You can even dream, with a big four happiness and character suit." Zhou Xuan gave Lao Yang a flick on the forehead, saying, "You didn’t even know what you saw, all the way wailing ’Lady, spare me, Lady, spare me,’ like you were mourning." "Is there such a thing?" Lao Yang rubbed his head, feeling quite embarrassed. Yun Ziliang crossed his arms, saying, "Even more pitiful than mourning." "How am I supposed to face my tenants tomorrow?" Lao Yang felt he made a huge fool of himself, a real social death. "Let’s not talk about anything else first, tell us exactly what you saw that scared you so much!" Zhou Xuan pulled up a chair, sitting to listen to Lao Yang talk, as he needed to figure out the nature of the tattoo he created. "If I tell you, you must not let it spread!" Lao Yang thought the day’s events were particularly embarrassing. "Don’t worry, we’ve all got tight lips." Zhou Xuan said. "Then I’ll say, wasn’t I using your tattoo to gamble, yet I still lost, and then I..." "Wait a moment!" Zhou Xuan stopped the conversation, asking Lao Yang, "You used the tattoo to gamble and still lost?" "Yes." "Tsk tsk, that tattoo should see the tiles of two opponents, you know." Zhou Xuan said. "Uh..." "Guarantee a win!" Zhou Xuan repeated Lao Yang’s earlier "bold speech." "..." Lao Yang found it harsh. "Oh, if I couldn’t win seeing two sets of tiles, I’d crawl into the shit tank and become a maggot! Brother Zhou, do you even know how to play Mahjong!" Zhou Xuan simply repeated Lao Yang’s earlier remarks, without changing a single word. And how proud Lao Yang was when he got the tattoo, now he was hurt just as deeply. *Covered with boomerangs!* Lao Yang then continued with words no one could understand, like "bad hand luck," "forgot to change winds," and such, drawing everyone into laughter. The Old Painting Pavilion was filled with a joyful atmosphere. ... "What happened after losing the game?" Zhou Xuan finally stopped laughing after quite a while, continuing to ask about Lao Yang being "bewitched" by the ghostly thing. "After losing, naturally I was in a bad mood, so I drank a few glasses of wine, and then went for a bath." "And then what?" "I then... I then..." "Then what?" "I then entrusted Mrs. Liu, who rented my house, to take the tattoo into the women’s bathhouse...." Zhou Xuan: "..." Damn it, embarrassing! You took the "eye" tattoo and couldn’t win a game, already embarrassing enough, yet still took it to peep at the women’s bathhouse! *What’s wrong with you?* "I guarantee, I didn’t see what I should have seen... instead, I saw... saw a bunch of Ghost Ladies in the bathhouse." Lao Yang, when he talked about the Ghost Ladies, was so scared he covered his eyes. Instead, Lv Mingkun stared at Lao Yang, very slowly said, "Lao Yang, are you kidding me, you said you gave the tattoo to Mrs. Liu, but Mrs. Liu died yesterday... her family even came to me asking about Jingyi’s matters, thinking I was too expensive, and went to the ’Old Dao Bazi’ in the east end instead." ps: Two updates of 9,200 words, my good brothers mua

Chapter 172 - 153 Ghost Lady_3

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