Chapter 110 Qiao Yanyu's words, "Wait, you haven't paid yet," seemed to have struck a nerve with the tattooed ghost...
Qiao Yanyu's words, "Wait, you haven't paid yet," seemed to have tickled the tattooed ghost's funny bone. It burst into laughter, which quickly escalated into uncontrollable hysteria. It seemed amused by Qiao Yanyu's words, especially by such a hilarious joke.
But Qiao Yanyu remained expressionless, sitting quietly in her chair. From He Zhao's perspective, he could see coins—not just one or two, but quite a few—between Qiao Yanyu's fingers. He Zhao hadn't seen them very clearly in the basement before, but this time, under the food cart and streetlights, he could see them clearly.
This coin didn't look like the modern currency of five cents or a dollar; it was an ancient coin, with a bit of verdigris on it, suggesting it was quite old. He Zhao also knew that once this coin fell to the ground, it would transform into a soldier figure, at Qiao Yanyu's command.
Last time, seeing only one soldier figure, He Zhao thought Qiao Yanyu could only summon one, but unexpectedly—she could summon many. Clearly, during the Hua Hua incident, Qiao Yanyu had been fighting Hua Hua and those bad guys for a long time, so in the end, only one coin remained.
He Zhao felt reassured. With Qiao Yanyu speaking up, it proved that the tattooed ghost in front of her was no match for her. He Zhao calmly crossed her arms and interrupted the tattooed ghost's loud laughter without any politeness: "What are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid of laughing yourself to death again? If you like laughing so much, you must have been a clown in your past life, right?"
After He Zhao finished speaking, the tattooed ghost stopped laughing. He Zhao's insults were truly ruthless, and the ghost was also angry. It never expected that He Zhao, a living person, would dare to be so impolite to it.
The tattooed ghost knew that a business owner who could run a stall for ghosts to eat, and who had the special ability to make rice that even ghosts could taste, probably had some skills. But no matter how he looked at it, the two people in front of him didn't seem like they could fight back.
He Zhao, needless to say, is just an ordinary person. Anyone who sees him knows that.
As for the one next to her, she does seem quite extraordinary, probably with some skills... but she's in a wheelchair. Even if she has some skills, she's in a wheelchair, what can she do to her? Thinking of this, the tattooed ghost sneered again: "So what if I'm naturally cheerful? You care about everything, whether it's heaven, earth, or air, why would you care whether a ghost is cheerful or not?"
“Fine,” He Zhao narrowed his eyes, “I don’t care whether you laugh or not, but you have to pay me. Didn’t you hear? My sister Qiao just said you haven’t paid yet. What, are you trying to dine and dash?”
He Zhao's words sounded just as ridiculous to the tattooed ghost as Qiao Yanyu's. It laughed so hard it could barely stand up straight, pointing its finger at He Zhao: "So what if I want to dine and dash? What can you do to me?! You're just an ordinary person, and there's a wheelchair-bound stall next to you. What can you do to me?!"
He Zhao stood up, but didn't do anything to the tattooed ghost. Instead, she raised her head and walked behind Qiao Yanyu. She was worried that if she stood next to Qiao Yanyu, Qiao Yanyu would be mindful of her when unleashing her ultimate move, and she was also worried that Qiao Yanyu wouldn't be able to unleash it. So she simply gave up her position, giving Qiao Yanyu a chance to spread her arms.
She walked behind Qiao Yanyu, but her expression would make even a ghost jump. She tilted her head slightly to the side, but her eyes were glaring at the ghost, her lips curled up as if she was suppressing a laugh, and she seemed to look down on the tattooed ghost.
Before the tattooed ghost could even ask, "What's with that expression?", He Zhao said, "You're only the second ghost I've ever met who dared to ask to dine and dash at my stall. Do you know what happened to the first one?"
The tattooed ghost, of course, had no idea. At that moment, it even wanted to ask He Zhao what the consequences would be, but He Zhao continued, "Sister Qiao, go! Let's teach it a lesson!"
Qiao Yanyu had been waiting in the wings. Since He Zhao had said so, she naturally followed his wishes. She raised her hands and flicked four coins. Qiao Yanyu's hand speed was very fast. The coins were launched like projectiles, heading straight for the tattooed ghost's face.
The tattooed ghost was indeed quite skilled; it swayed its head left and right a few times, dodging all four coins.
Seeing that Qiao Yanyu's attack had no effect on it, it couldn't help but laugh loudly: "I thought you had some skills! All you know is how to use hidden weapons!" It was being arrogant, but He Zhao saw everything clearly. The coin was dodged and landed on the ground behind it. After a moment, it emitted a golden light, and then the coin suddenly disappeared. Instead, several soldiers dressed in armor who looked neither human nor ghost, but more like toy puppets, stood up from the ground.
Here it is! This is Qiao Yanyu's unique skill! Throwing money around!
It sounds like an insult, but it's actually quite powerful. Because they are neither human nor ghost, the tattooed ghost didn't even notice the four soldiers approaching. By the time it realized what was happening, its head was already being rubbed against the food cart panel by the soldiers.
Judging from Qiao Yanyu's skills before, and the way she skillfully applied the talismans, you couldn't tell at all that she was a summoner. But now it seems that Qiao Yanyu's level as a summoner is even higher.
Wow, I love her even more! What an amazing girlfriend!
As He Zhao waited for Qiao Yanyu to reach out, his expression, which had been mocking the tattooed ghost, turned into one of starry-eyed disbelief.
After a while, the four soldiers that Qiao Yanyu summoned tied up the tattooed ghost and pinned it to the ground. He Zhao couldn't help but laugh when he saw its state, and casually asked Qiao Yanyu, "Sister Qiao, can I teach it a lesson myself?"
Qiao Yanyu had no reason to refuse; she even took a small rope from her pocket and handed it to He Zhao. The rope looked similar to the ones used to tie up the flowers in the Countermeasures Bureau, but it was shorter.
He Zhao had only seen these bodies before, but now that he had them in his hands, he realized that the rope was actually quite stiff. Moreover, he didn't know how it was straightened, but it felt more like a not-so-thick stick than a soft rope.
He Zhao was holding the small rope and was sighing when Qiao Yanyu explained from the side, "This is specially made for ghosts. The investigator used special methods to make it. It can not only suppress the ghost's yin energy, but it also hurts a lot when it hits you. If you are tied up, it is even more difficult to break free."
He Zhao understood.
Hmm, what kind of weird equipment are investigators tinkering with these days? But... she likes it.
He Zhao had originally planned to roll up her sleeves and whip it herself, but now that she had the rope, she didn't even have to get her hands dirty. He Zhao held the rope in one hand and gently tapped it in her palm with the other, but the rope that landed in her palm was soft and weak; it really was just hemp rope.
It's a pretty good rope; it even has built-in friend-or-foe identification.
They didn't hide their conversation from the tattooed ghost, and it overheard everything they said. Now, seeing He Zhao walking towards it with the rope, it was terrified and tried to back away. But the soldiers holding it down wouldn't let it have its way; their hands were strong, and the same ropes binding them made it difficult for the tattooed ghost to move.
He Zhao stood in front of the tattooed ghost and snorted twice: "Shout again? Didn't you want to dine and dash? Didn't you want to know what happened to the previous person who dine and dashed? Now you've tested the law yourself, are you enjoying it?"
As He Zhao spoke, he picked up the rope and lashed it across the tattooed ghost's shoulder. The tattooed ghost immediately howled in pain, clearly indicating that the blow had really hurt. He Zhao stood in front of it and shook his head: "Who were you calling 'father' over there just now? You were so tough back then, how come you can't take it now?"
The rope was indeed quite powerful; it left a wound on its shoulder immediately, and its ghostly body seemed to have been torn apart by the rope, with dark yin energy leaking out. Qiao Yanyu watched from behind and called out to He Zhao, "He Zhao, move a little further away, don't get touched by that yin energy."
The system, however, was indignant: "[No need, it's already blocked. This little bit of yin energy can't possibly affect the host.]"
Between Qiao Yanyu and the system, He Zhao chose his girlfriend without hesitation and took two steps back.
Because of the leakage of yin energy, the tattooed ghost kept howling in agony. He Zhao felt a little pain in her ears from listening to it. She looked at the tattooed ghost and asked a fatal question: "Have you ever hurt any ordinary people?"
The tattooed ghost keenly sensed the murderous intent hidden in those words. Forget its wailing, it simply looked up at He Zhao, then glanced past her at Qiao Yanyu, who stood not far behind her. Qiao Yanyu was simply sitting in a wheelchair, appearing to be an ordinary wounded person. But the murderous intent surging in those calm eyes sent a shiver down the tattooed ghost's spine.
Needless to say, anyone with tattoos knows that if they answer "yes" at this point, they're doomed.
It quickly replied, "No! No! Really, no! I haven't been a ghost for very long, and I've never harmed any ordinary people!"
He Zhao examined it for a while, then shook his head: "Liar."
The tattooed ghost had no idea how He Zhao had discovered his lie, but the next moment, a cold handcuff fell from the soldier's hand to his wrist. He Zhao smiled and said, "Sorry, you're under arrest. Save your questions for the station."
The next moment, the tattooed ghost was sucked into the handcuffs. Just before going in, the tattooed ghost had only one thought: What kind of place is this? It's a shady business! A complete shady business! I should never have come here!
The toy soldier removed its handcuffs, returned to Qiao Yanyu's side, handed the handcuffs to her, and then bounced around. As it did so, the toy soldier gradually shrank as it jumped, and when it landed in Qiao Yanyu's palm, it returned to its original coin shape.
He Zhao, who watched the whole thing, couldn't help but exclaim, "That's so cool!"
Qiao Yanyu put away the coins, and He Zhao pushed her back to the back of the food cart. The atmosphere had been a bit somber because of the tall guy and what the old lady had said, and He Zhao hadn't been very interested. But after the tattooed ghost interrupted, He Zhao's mood improved considerably, and he even took out his phone to start watching short videos.
Qiao Yanyu was quiet for a while, and then couldn't help but ask while scrolling through short videos, "He Zhao, how do you know it's lying?"
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