Chapter 107 Fishermen
It's flat, like it's been rolled through a pasta machine and has some thickness.
As if noticing that all the living people were staring at him, the male ghost raised his chin high and said, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a ghost?"
"I've seen it, but I've never seen one this flat." Teng An's mouth tasted of sesame paste. He was glad that he didn't finish the whole bowl, otherwise he would have probably vomited when he saw the back of the male ghost's head covered with yellow, white and red marks.
Grandpa Teng was even more angry, "Okay, why are you riding on my neck, you grown man?"
I thought it was a little baby, but it turned out to be an adult flat ghost.
"If I hadn't followed you, you would have been dragged down by the water ghosts to serve as a substitute. What's wrong with being my mount?"
The male ghost acted very confidently and kept gesturing with his hands.
Everyone instinctively looked at the only knowledgeable person in the room, and Qin Qinsen nodded silently. The yin energy on Grandpa Teng's shoulders was clearly different from that of the male ghost before them, colder and more poisonous.
Seeing the rude guy nod in agreement, the male ghost raised his chin even higher.
"Dad, where did you go this morning?" Father Teng was a little nervous.
Grandpa Teng's eyes dodged, "I didn't go anywhere, just took a walk."
"fishing?"
Qin Qinsen rubbed his fingers together, leaving behind a faint fishy smell when he cleared the negative energy from his shoulders.
"Dad, you were dragged into the lake by a big fish last time. Why are you there again today?"
Father Teng ignored the male ghost's presence and walked straight past him up the stairs to Grandpa Teng's side. "It doesn't matter whether it's empty or not. At least choose a proper place and don't always run around in the wild with Uncle Guo and the others."
The "Uncle Guo" mentioned by Teng's father is Guo Jianjun's father, Mr. Guo. The good friendship between the two families started from the grandfather's generation.
But Lao Guo is a naturally free-spirited person who loves freedom. He goes to the mountains one day and the sea the next. His hobbies change frequently. In the past two years, he has been obsessed with fishing. From time to time, he brings in big fish to show off to his old friends. Seeing this, many old men are envious and have joined the fishing.
Grandpa Teng is one of them.
It’s a pity that even the most outstanding people have their shortcomings, and Grandpa Teng’s is fishing.
Not only do they always come up empty-handed, but they're also a fish-chaser. As long as he's around, not only me, but even Old Guo can't catch any fish. But they refuse to believe in evil, and whenever they find a new fishing spot, they call out to Grandpa Teng.
A few months ago, Grandpa Teng's float finally trembled and disappeared from the water. It was obvious that a fish had taken the bait. Grandpa Teng quickly stood up to reel in his fishing rod, but the rod was getting more and more bent, and reeling in the line was becoming more and more difficult.
The struggle between one man and one fish quickly attracted the attention of those around them, who came to help. Some lifted their nets, others pulled, and finally several old men were dragged into the water together.
Fortunately, there were many fishermen around, many of whom were familiar with the water. They jumped in like dumplings to rescue the old man. It is said that there were more people in the lake than fish at that time.
Fortunately, it was summer, so the cold would just take a few days to recover. However, several families agreed that the old men needed to learn their lesson and behave themselves for a few days. So, several families simultaneously discouraged outdoor fishing, strictly prohibiting it for the next six months.
But the enthusiasm of fishermen cannot be extinguished.
At four o'clock this morning, Grandpa Teng secretly took his equipment and met up with Mr. Guo and his men, and headed to the suburbs together.
"They said the area was being developed and the fish were all herded together. I figured there was a construction site right next to it and there were so many people there, so I thought nothing could happen. Besides, I don't steal or rob, and I don't even bring back any fish I catch. I just take a picture and release them. What's wrong with that?"
"Well, that place was said to be developed eight hundred years ago, but they didn't dare to develop it after someone died."
The male ghost had his hands behind his back, acting like someone who knew the truth.
"Several people died in the lake, me." He patted his chest and said proudly, "They are dead too. They have long been afraid to move. But I heard recently that the higher-ups bought something and planned to hire someone to perform a ritual and choose an auspicious day to start the work. I think it's all in vain."
Qin Qinsen's eyebrows jumped, and he walked behind the male ghost. Sure enough, he saw two words on his dirty back, "Linhai."
At least five out of ten items sold at the charity auction were unclean. To deal with this, Qin Qinsen made a good impression in the upper class circles of Hai City.
The last one on the buyer's list happened to be the Linhai Group, with which there had been a long-standing grudge.
The Teng Group had been making a lot of moves recently, sending people to jail and removing thorns. Besides Li Da, several thorns had been discovered in various departments, all planted by the Linhai Group. Seeing this, Teng's father, too lazy to bother with them, simply fired them.
The conflict with Linhai Group was exposed, so Qin Qinsen, under the name of Teng's consultant, naturally couldn't pay a visit and say that there was something fishy about the things they bought at the partner's dinner.
But it sounded like there were some issues there, with more than one person dead, and now the matter had been brought back to the Teng family. Qin Qinsen naturally couldn't sit idly by. And from the tone of the other party, it seemed that the Linhai Group was planning to use the items purchased from the Luo family to perform a ritual. This was going to be a big deal.
Not only Qin Qinsen, but also the Teng family members who knew the inside story looked at each other, and Teng An even let out a long "oh" sound. The male ghost was stunned.
'What do you mean? What do you want?'
The male ghost hugged himself tightly, twisting his upper body back and forth, and finally with a grunt, his head turned 360 degrees, taking in everyone's expressions.
Satisfied with Teng Andi's strange cry, the male ghost let go of his hand and returned to his relaxed state. He looked around and said, "Hey, your house is nice and warm."
"Have you been to other houses?"
Hearing Qin Qinsen's question, the male ghost was very proud, "That's not the case."
"After I was crushed by the steamroller, I followed the driver to his place. It was a mess, ugh."
Then he chuckled strangely, "But then he died and became a water ghost, and we continued to be colleagues. Poor thing, he could only soak in the water and play with water plants every day. Unlike me, I went to the big house with the big boss last month. Unfortunately, I couldn't even get through the door. I was hit by something, and when I opened my eyes again, there was no big house. I could only play cross-eyed with my colleagues in the lake."
"Can't get in?" Qin Qinsen was curious. This ghost must have some abilities, otherwise how could he follow Grandpa Teng home.
The man's ghost didn't hesitate when he mentioned it, and recalled, "Not only could I not get in, but it was also cold. My head hurt so much that I ran back to the lake without even having time to see who hit me."
'It's not like this, warm and comfortable.'
How can one not feel uncomfortable? A family that accumulates good deeds has merits all over the place, and any evil things that come in will have their vicious nature worn away by the golden light.
Qin Qinsen held down the male ghost and said apologetically to Teng's mother, "I'm sorry, I can't go shopping with you today."
"Mind your own business. Business is more important." Mother Teng pushed her eldest son. "Why are you standing there? Go drive."
"I want to go too!" Teng An was so curious that he followed them eagerly. "There's strength in numbers, so take me with you!"
Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, Grandpa Teng said quietly, "I have an appointment with Old Guo to go sea fishing tomorrow..."
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