Seeing her bewildered look, Tang Xiaopiao quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and explained, "Hey, it's me, I'm Tang Xiaopiao!"

Cherie Chung: "Woof..." Is that you, Xiao Piao?

Tang Xiaopiao nodded: "That's right, it's me. I missed you. Let's go for a swim and come back."

Chung Chor-hung nodded and glanced into the house. Her mother was chopping vegetables and didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Then let's go out and have some fun with Tang Xiaopiao.

The ghost and the dog ran out of the alley. By this time, it was getting dark, and no one noticed Tang Xiaopiao's presence.

All I could see was a dog running happily in the alley, barking at the air every now and then.

"Xiao Piao, weren't you supposed to have crooked eyes and a crooked mouth? How come you've become handsome? I almost didn't recognize you just now."

Tang Xiaopiao chuckled and said, "My master gave me a Rejuvenation Pill to help me restore my appearance."

"Sigh, I really envy you, having such a good owner."

"Little Red, would you like to become a servant of your master, just like me?"

"Of course I want to, but would your master accept me as a servant?"

"I don't know. When your mother gets old and leaves this world, you will have completed your mission of protecting her and become a ghost again. Then we will go together to beg the master."

Cherie Chung nodded: "Okay!"

"By the way, Little Red, I'm going to the Ugly Kingdom tomorrow to help my master with some things. I don't know exactly when I'll be back, so don't miss me too much."

"What are you going to do to help your master?"

"I'm helping my master deal with Qiao Jiyang, but I can't reveal the specifics."

Okay~

A ghost and a dog roamed and played everywhere.

While cooking, Cherie Chung's mother, Qi Zhenhua, went outside and saw that the little dog was gone. She shook her head and said, "That little rascal, he must have gone to play again."

Tang Xiaopiao and Cherie Chung played for about an hour. Then, Cherie Chung said to Tang Xiaopiao, "Xiaopiao, I have to go back now so my mother won't worry about me."

"Okay, then I'll take you back."

Tang Xiaopiao leisurely left after dropping Cherie Chung off at her doorstep.

On the way, Tang Xiaopiao spotted a taxi parked on the side of the road. The driver had gone to urinate in the roadside bushes. She quietly slipped into the taxi and hitched a ride on the night bus to the city center.

Arriving at the Huanyu Hotel where Qiao Jiyang was staying, Tang Xiaopiao stood at the door of the VIP 222 room on the second floor, arms crossed.

Two rows of Qiao Jiyang's 40 bodyguards stood guard at the entrance, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Inside the room, Qiao Jiyang and Zhao Feifei dared not sleep, fearing that the situation from the previous night would repeat itself.

Zhao Feifei sat on the bed until 1 a.m., but she was so tired that she fell asleep first.

Qiao Jiyang was worried, fearing something might go wrong outside. Last night, it was because he hadn't called for guards outside that Lu Chi, that scoundrel, had a chance to take advantage.

Before deciding to go to sleep, I tiptoed to the door, opened it a crack, and checked to see if the bodyguards were ready outside.

Bodyguard Mark bowed and said, "Mr. Joe, we're all here. We've taken good care of you."

Qiao Jiyang nodded: "Make sure you keep your eyes wide open and don't let anyone into the room!"

After receiving confirmation from the bodyguard, Qiao Jiyang closed the door, went straight to the bed, and went to sleep.

They thought it was foolproof and that no one could possibly enter the room, but little did they know that Tang Xiaopiao had already gone to lie down on their bed.

Qiao Jiyang slept on the far left, Zhao Feifei slept on the far right, and Tang Xiaopiao slept in the very middle.

It's just that Tang Xiaopiao was invisible, so Qiao Jiyang couldn't see her.

Around 3:30 a.m., Qiao Jiyang was still half asleep when he felt someone staring at him. When he looked up, he saw the face of an unfamiliar man.

Qiao Jiyang thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes hard. When he opened them again, he found that he couldn't see anything at all; there was no one there.

I went to the bathroom to pee, and when I looked up at the bathroom mirror, I saw a person standing behind me—the same man I had just seen.

Qiao Jiyang was already panicking and was about to turn around and run away when he saw the man suddenly snap his head off and throw it at Qiao Jiyang's feet.

A pair of eyes stared at Qiao Jiyang, blinking several times.

Qiao Jiyang: "..."

The next second.

"A ghost!" Qiao Jiyang screamed as he ran out of the bathroom, ran to the door, opened it, and ran out.

Hearing his scream, the bodyguard outside remembered what he had seen the night before: a bald man standing by the door, clutching his bloodied head, asking, "Brother, want a kiss?"

The visual impact instantly disrupted the bodyguards' carefully cultivated composure.

Following Qiao Jiyang, who was only wearing underwear, they tumbled and crawled all the way to the hotel lobby on the first floor. They didn't even have time to take the elevator and rolled down the stairs.

Qiao Jiyang yelled, "A ghost! There's a ghost!"

"Oh? Here we go again." Just then, Zhang Huaifu, the hotel manager, returned from outside and witnessed this comical scene.

Deep down, I felt that these people were really unreasonable, always making a fuss over nothing. Were they a bunch of lunatics?

Last night they said the 6th floor was haunted, so I went to check it out myself and there was nothing wrong. Today they're saying the 2nd floor is haunted.

This time, Zhang Huaifu didn't bring any security guards and went up to the second floor to check on his own.

Upon arriving at VIP room 222, they thoroughly searched the room, both inside and out, but found absolutely nothing unusual.

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