Chapter 52 Can I be your father?
Si Cang was tall, had long arms, and was very skilled, so Duan Anluo jumped down with confidence.
Si Cang caught it steadily and hugged it tightly.
His first reaction was that it was too light and felt weightless in his arms.
Another feeling is softness. With the hand on Duan Anluo's waist, I can measure the size of his waist. A slender hand can measure it. Through the thin clothes, the bones on his waist are soft, and the feel is completely different from my own.
Duan Anluo immediately broke free from the restraints around his waist, jumped to the ground, and quickly ran with Si Cang, "Hurry up and get in the car. Someone will be here soon."
The warmth from the waist still lingered on his hand. Si Cang suddenly reached out and touched Duan Anluo's waist again. The feeling was indeed good.
This startled Duan Anluo, "What are you doing?"
Si Cang's face showed no sign of meaning, and he said seriously, "You were the first to start collecting debts."
"You..." Duan Anluo was speechless. How could someone so tall be so petty? Didn't she just touch his waist twice in the theater? And she wanted to pay him back for that?
At this moment, the security guard noticed a flash of light on the surveillance camera in the Duan family's yard and quickly notified the patrol to check it out. Even if it only appeared for a few seconds, they still had to check it out.
The Duan family has two surveillance cameras: one at home and one in a separate room. The cameras are placed in places like doorways and windows. Who would want to install cameras in a private space? Unless something happens, no one will check.
The surveillance in the yard is synchronized with the security room in the villa area. If you buy such an expensive house in a place like this, someone must be responsible for safety, especially at night.
As Si Cang drove away, he saw someone holding a flashlight checking outside the Duan family's yard.
Duan Anluo had an expression as if he had known this would happen. "See, if they notice something unusual, they will definitely come over to take a look."
It was obvious from his reaction that he often ran away from home. In the past when there was no high technology, with his ability, unless he went back on his own, it would be difficult to catch him, let alone find him.
Si Cang began to be curious about Duan Anluo's background. What kind of family could raise such an interesting soul?
Duan Anluo didn't know Si Cang was trying to dig up his past again, so he asked in the group: "Where are you guys?"
An address was immediately sent to the group, and Mr. A said: Come quickly, we can’t find that street.
Duan Anluo opened the navigation, "Hurry, finish it before dawn, don't let my family know I'm out. I told Ms. Lin that I was painting at the guild."
Si Cang glanced at his fickle mouth, and Duan Anluo's credibility in his eyes was reduced by five. Si Cang suspected that Duan Anluo had deceived him, but he had no evidence.
According to the address, this is a food and commercial street consisting of three short streets. It is next to the intersection and adjacent to a commercial building. It is a pedestrian street that integrates traditional food, special dining, folk culture and leisure sightseeing.
It’s not a big place, but it’s quite unique.
It imitates the life in the 1980s, with a green locomotive, a grocery supply and marketing cooperative, the old stone mill, the stone trough for cows to graze, a broken gate, a rotten abacus, teapots, benches, and even many bronze figures that imitate the life of that era.
It is surrounded by residential areas and has a very good location, but for some reason, not many people come here to eat. Some just come to watch the fun and leave after watching. Some come purely to check in and take pictures, and leave after taking pictures, because they are not willing to spend money here.
The boss here hired many people to promote the business, posted videos and jokes online, and even invited people to perform shows every weekend, but it just wasn't popular.
Some people say that it’s because the decoration is not good, so you are asked to open an old street, not a ghost street!
You hang a row of red lanterns to set the mood, but it looks scary. If you don't know, you might think you've entered a haunted house.
There is also the bronze man on the roadside. It’s okay to look at it during the day, but it always makes me feel uncomfortable when I look at it at night.
In particular, there is a shabby sedan parked in the middle of the road. The owner is afraid that it will be stolen, so he nailed it in the middle of the road. Apart from ignorant children, who would like to sit on it?
Gradually, fewer and fewer people came here.
Even from a distance, Duan Anluo could feel a sinister aura here. Four people were sitting on the curb, leaning against the bronze man, waiting for them motionlessly. They looked quite similar to the bronze man.
They wandered around the old street for more than three hours and were so tired that they didn't even see the street!
As soon as Duan Anluo got out of the car, they were like seeing a savior, "Master Duan, come and save the child!"
Duan Anluo saw that they had used things to cover up their good deeds, but he did not feel extremely unlucky.
"What you've done isn't enough. You need to find a ghost. If one isn't enough, find two. Have them lie on top of you and make you look miserable. So miserable that water gets stuck in your teeth and rice gets stuck in your throat. You'll definitely see it."
The four of them were speechless. How unlucky could that be?
Duan Anluo covered up all the merits of everyone again, and also covered up all the positive energy in them.
The streetscape had a distorted atmosphere, making it a magnet for ghosts. The four of them, lacking the ability to see ghosts, couldn't see. Three ghosts sat right next to the bronze statue. A little girl hung beneath a lantern, two others lay on the roof, and four were crammed into a broken sedan chair.
This place attracts ghosts from nearby. It looks so eerie at night. Who would dare to come here?
Duan Anluo hooked his finger at the ghosts and said, "Please help me. Three of them will lie on each of them. I will buy you some incense later."
Duan Anluo was frightened when he saw them. The timid ones had already run away. "Are you masters? Are you here to arrest us?"
"Don't worry, we won't arrest you. We're looking for a grocery store. All the other stores are closed in the middle of the night, but this one is the only one open. Have you seen it?"
Some of the ghosts shook their heads, some nodded. Duan Anluo looked at the one who nodded. It was the little girl hanging on the lantern and playing. She was about six or seven years old. She died miserably. Her eyeballs were drooping on her chin, and her eyes were swinging as she walked.
Duan Anluo suddenly reached out and pushed her eyeballs back into their sockets, "Have you seen it?"
The little girl was afraid of falling out again, so she covered her eyes with one hand. "I saw someone go in in the middle of the street on the far left at midnight. I went over there that day and saw a ghost being sucked in and never came out again, so I didn't dare go over there."
"Okay, we'll go to the street on the far left in a bit. Come on, lie on top of them."
Duan Anluo opened the third eye for the four logistics personnel to make it easier for them to do their work.
Several people felt a chill on their backs. "Is it necessary? Carrying so much."
Xiao Gui also found it amusing. It was the first time he had seen such a request, the kind that actively sought pressure and offered a salary.
A logistics worker almost tripped when he raised his foot.
Another person felt a pain in his cervical spine when he twisted his neck, as if he had a stiff neck.
That feeling of being extremely unlucky and uncomfortable came over me.
There were also a few human ghosts looking at Duan Anluo and Si Cang. The aura of these two was so scary that they didn't dare to lie down.
Duan Anluo waved his hand, "We don't need it, let's go."
When I walked to the street the little girl mentioned, I found that all the shops were closed, and only a grocery store in the middle still had a faint light on.
"You guys wait for the news, I'll go in and take a look."
Si Cang followed behind, but Duan Anluo stopped him, "You can't go through."
"Why?"
"You have to pretend to be pathetic, but you can't."
Si Cang raised his eyebrows, "Pretend one for me to see."
Duan Anluo reached out and hugged his head, ruffling his hair until it was a mess. He then rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, rubbing them until they were red. He then tugged at his collar, looking pathetic. Finally, he grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and wiped it all over himself.
Si Cang's aura was too strong, too murderous. How could he pretend? Even if he painted his face, he still didn't look like a poor, mad man.
Duan Anluo sealed all the aura in his body and released the black energy that he rarely used. His forehead turned black and dark clouds hung over his head. He was extremely unlucky.
The logistics guy couldn't bear to watch it. The master who was so handsome just now turned into a poor little thing. People would believe him if he said he had just been beaten.
Duan Anluo raised his eyebrows, "Can you do it?"
Si Cang stopped talking. He really couldn't do it. He wanted to be bullied so much.
"Listen to my commands." Duan Anluo fastened the walkie-talkie as big as a pin on his clothes, waved his hand, walked to the door of the shop alone, and gently pushed open the wooden door with peeling paint.
There were several foam boxes at the door, containing mineral water and drinks.
There is a wooden box next to it with the word "ice cream" written on it, which looks like it is selling popsicles.
The furnishings in the store were things that were not often seen on TV. Duan Anluo thought it looked like the filming set of the short drama he watched, "Going Back to the 1980s to Be a Stepmother".
A black and white TV, an old-fashioned sewing machine, a big red cabinet with a painting of peonies on it, and a large mirror on top that was already cracked.
Duan Anluo looked at the mirror and narrowed his eyes.
He turned around and said, "Boss, are you there? Buy me a bottle of water."
A man in his forties, short, thin, with a stubbled beard, opened the green curtain and came in from the back door. "There's water, get it yourself."
Duan Anluo took a bottle of water from the foam box at the door and asked, "How much?"
The man looked him over and asked gently, "Young man, are you in trouble? Do you need me to call the police?"
Duan Anlu shook his head and said, "If you ask me that, then I will act!"
"My family is bankrupt, and my fiancé is being kept by a rich woman. I went to find him, but he beat me up. What a scumbag!"
The man's mouth twitched. "Why not just change it?" Love-sickness is common, but such a beautiful love-sickness is rare.
He thought so and asked, "How about you change one?"
Duan Anluo gritted his teeth and said angrily, "No! He's tall, strong, and good-looking. I like his type!"
He covered his face to stop himself from laughing. "I didn't expect that rich women also like this type. He would rather work as a slave for rich women than come back with me. That rich woman's son is older than me!"
Duan Anluo slammed the table excitedly, nearly breaking it apart. "If I had money, I'd throw bundles of it in his face and make him regret it!"
Si Cang took a deep breath. Although he knew that Duan Anluo was talking nonsense and it had nothing to do with him, he felt... He clenched his fists, wanting to chop something?
But those people and a dozen ghosts were all looking at him. Si Cang said with a cold face: "Why are you looking at me?"
They all shook their heads, "Nothing."
After Duan Anluo finished his passionate performance, he turned on the water and immediately smelled the scent of Ecstasy, but there was no smell of medicine on the man. Does this mean that the boss is someone else?
The man glanced at the water in his hand obscurely and smiled, "Don't get excited, drink some water and calm down. I can help you."
Duan Anluo excitedly leaned over, staring into the man's eyes. His pupils shrank, and the color of his pupils instantly turned deep red. "How can I help? Can you give me money? Can you make him change his mind? I don't even have any money, what else can I do? That bastard only cares about money!"
The man's consciousness was dazed for a moment, and then it disappeared in an instant. He shook his head and followed Duan Anluo's words: "Yes, you can exchange it for something else."
"What?"
"life."
"Uncle, are you kidding me?"
"You have a good fate. You can exchange one million a year. Exchange it on the spot."
"Uncle, you won't give me ghost money, right?"
"Won't."
"Can I exchange it for my fiancé's life?"
"No, you can only use your own money. You're young anyway. If you give up ten years, you can get ten million. Enjoy the present moment. Isn't that better than living in poverty for the rest of your life?"
Duan Anluo thought about it and said, "It sounds good. You can take it."
Although he said that, his eyes still showed disbelief and a bit of provocation, which meant, "You change it, I don't believe such a thing would happen."
The man's face turned cold and he took out a contract from the drawer. "Write down your name and date of birth."
Duan Anluo scribbled something, saying it would be a ten-year contract, and pushed the contract across the table. "Where's the money?"
"Wait a moment, the boss will be here soon." The man took the contract and went out the back door. Through the curtain, he could see there was a small room in the back. Duan Anluo didn't sense any human presence, but instead a hint of demonic aura. It couldn't be the real body, so he couldn't tell what it was.
Under Duan Anluo's feet, a stream of spiritual energy drilled into the ground. Invisibly, a lotus quietly bloomed, enveloping the entire store in an instant.
After only half a minute, a young man emerged. Surprisingly, he was about the same height as Si Cang. Even on this hot day, he was wearing a black windbreaker, a few golden lines faintly visible under the light. He wore long pants and long sleeves, and apart from his face, all his skin was concealed. His face was thin, and his narrow, upturned eyes gave him a sinister look.
"Young man, do you want to exchange it for ten years of life?" His voice was hoarse, and although he tried to make himself look kinder, there was still a bit of gloom in his voice.
Duan Anluo took a step back, as if he had become suspicious after seeing the boss's attire. He was scared and wanted to leave, "If you don't change, I'm leaving."
The man stood in front of Duan Anluo, lowered his eyes and carefully examined his face. A greedy look flashed in his cold eyes, "Your face can be exchanged for better things. Money, love, power, fame... As long as you can think of it, it can be exchanged."
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes and said something shocking: "Can I be your father instead?"
The man's eyes turned cold. Duan Anluo felt the murderous intent and his heart moved. The spiritual lotus hidden under his feet exploded, forming a cage.
Duan Anluo retreated with a cold face, raised his hand, and said domineeringly: "Si Cang! Go!"
The sharp spiritual power carried a suffocating feeling that burned the soul. It passed by Duan Anluo and ruffled his hair. Duan Anluo covered his heart and said: Among so many bodyguards, only Si Cang is the one that suits my heart the most.
It's so worry-free! He doesn't need to do anything at all, Si Cang can handle it all!
Si Cang punched the boss, knocking him out of his original form. He grabbed his neck and threw him to the ground. He turned out to be a huge black python. There were dark golden patterns on its body. It looked like it was at least three hundred years old.
Unfortunately, the soul is incomplete and it is just a clone.
Si Cang watched Duan Anluo walk in leisurely with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Just keep doing it, sooner or later, I will deal with you."
"Calm down. I'll give you half of the money I make." Duan Anluo patted Si Cang's waist. The two of them were like a rival, and after being touched, they would touch back. "You are idle anyway. The president said that your idleness proves that the world is peaceful, but idleness will make you fat."
Si Cang stepped harder, "...fat?"
"Don't kill me!" The python demon at his feet couldn't stand it any longer, "Are you from the guild?"
Duan Anluo took out his own work ID and said, "Temporary worker, killing you has nothing to do with the guild." If you can avoid trouble, then do it. The president's life is also a life.
"You...it's useless for you to arrest me. We had a free trade. Everything was voluntary. I didn't kill anyone."
"Everyone's fate is predetermined. It's wrong to disrupt someone else's destiny. Take, for example, that man named Lin Song. He's greedy, lustful, and unethical. He's destined to be poor and destitute in this life, and yet you're teaching him to extort money." Duan Anluo walked over to the mirror in the corner and looked it up and down. "Why is this thing cracked?"
The python understood, "You are the one who broke the disguise on his face?"
Duan Anluo raised his foot, and the mirror sensed the danger, and a stream of spiritual energy rushed towards it, but was immediately pushed back by Duan Anluo. The spiritual energy on his foot kicked the entire mirror into pieces.
At this time, a family who was quarreling over family property was stunned when they saw their illegitimate son's face suddenly changed. The old man was so scared that he almost had a heart attack.
A certain wicked young man went out with his friends to hang out and enjoy a wonderful nightlife. After getting drunk, he suddenly became a different person. All his friends were scared and thought they had seen a ghost.
…
There are several more such cases.
Duan Anluo extracted a trace of demonic energy from the snake and said, "Kill it. I'll find the real one."
Such a clone is like tearing the soul apart. With the skill level of this python, it can only create three clones of this level at most.
Si Cang stepped hard and stepped on the snake to death. Black flames wrapped around the snake's body, burning its soul and body completely, destroying the corpse thoroughly.
In a dark room, a man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the blood from his mouth. The burning pain in his soul made him dare not breathe hard. There was something wrong with that fire! It was like sticky magma. Even though his clone was dead, his original body could still feel the burning pain!
In order to alleviate his injuries, he had to take back all the abilities he had released. For a while, those who had exchanged their lives for beauty, money, fame and fortune found that all the good luck that had surrounded them was gone. Others were not obvious, especially those who exchanged their lives for money, who instantly received many text messages from lending companies.
Including Lin Song who was arrested, all the frozen money was returned, and all the money he spent became debt.
The fortune teller looked at the gray on his forehead and shook his head. All his wealth had been overspent. If he couldn't pay it off in this life, he would be extremely poor in the next.
These so-called contracts are nothing more than a way to appease these "leeks." They can harvest their wealth whenever they please. These things are like overdrawing one's life's worth in advance, and once the overdrawn amount is gone, it will take away one's next life.
The python endured the pain of its soul being torn apart, and he split into another clone, and fled in two directions with the original body.
He wanted to go find his master. These two mystics were not someone he could handle.
Duan Anluo squatted on the ground, spreading spiritual energy on the star map with his left hand, and pinched the evil spirit on the snake's body with his right hand and sprinkled it on the star map. The two red dots on it ran in two directions respectively.
He looked up and asked, "Which one do you think is the real one?"
Si Cang saw through his thoughts and asked, "You let me choose, are you planning to put the blame on me if you make the wrong choice?"
Duan Anluo suppressed his laughter and said, "No, I'm just unlucky."
Si Cang was not fooled, "It doesn't matter, you choose."
Duan Anluo pointed casually, "This one."
Si Cang went to drive. Duan Anluo released the merits of the logistics staff and told them to light three incense sticks for the ghost who helped at the intersection. Then he hurried to chase Si Cang, "Hurry, hurry, end the battle before dawn!"
The logistics staff at the decontamination site were speechless: "Can't you two be caught separately? You two are such great masters, why do you have to be together?"
Watching them leave, the little girl who showed Duan Anluo the way curled her lips slightly and walked lightly towards the sedan chair.
All the ghosts that were hiding and sleeping in the sedan chair sensed something and ran away in fear.
Duan Anluo got in the car and asked with a smile, "You felt it too, right?"
Si Cang smiled and said, "You can make some more money."
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