After hearing what I said, the fat man was so frightened that he knelt down.
"No, sir, the 'cold girl' you're talking about is that dead woman who took over my house, right? I really didn't kill her! I didn't even know she was dead!"
This fat man looked tall and burly, but he was actually very timid. He was so scared that he wet himself.
For a moment, I thought that if Lao Dao were here, I could really become sworn brothers with him; we would be true brothers in misfortune.
"What happened?"
I continued to hold the lightning sword to his neck, trying to get to the bottom of things.
From the fat man's eyes, one can roughly tell that he is just an ordinary person.
Completely different from Fatty Sister's situation, Fatty Sister is something like a demon.
The man's eyes were filled with fear, and he didn't possess any special power.
"Get up and speak!"
I sheathed my sword, and then a fat man stood up, trembling slightly.
He was just about to sit on my stool when I immediately scolded him.
"Don't sit down! I just pooped in my pants. You don't mind the dirt, but I do!"
I cursed angrily.
Just as the fat man was about to continue speaking, the door was suddenly kicked open by Lao Dao.
"What are you going to do to my Brother Chen! If you have a problem, come at me!"
Old Dao kicked the door open and looked a little embarrassed when he saw me staring at him.
"Brother Chen, are you alright? I thought something had happened to you, so I came in to check on you!"
Old Dao scratched his head, a little embarrassed, knowing he had gotten into trouble.
Sometimes I really want to beat that idiot Lao Dao to death.
Didn't we agree that I would hold off the fat man while Lao Dao secretly investigated Hua Hua's situation?
What was that kid doing barging in? Didn't he completely ruin my plan?
Fortunately, this fat man was just an ordinary person, far less than I expected, so it didn't have too much of an impact.
Once I've gotten some information out of him, I'll figure out a way to hold this fat man hostage before I go looking for Hua Hua.
"Alright, go on, tell us how that cold-faced girl took over your guesthouse!"
I sat on the stool, crossed my legs, and listened attentively as the fat man recounted his experiences.
Mentioning this woke the fat man up, and he started telling me a story with tears streaming down his face.
"That's right, sir! I've been running this guesthouse for many years now, inheriting it from my parents twenty years ago!"
About seven years ago, my whole family was murdered!
They were all killed in the old house; only I, who was running this guesthouse at the time, escaped!
The fat man cried as he explained his experience to me.
I frowned slightly after hearing that.
If that's the case, the story seems to make sense.
"You mean to say that everyone in your family except you was killed in the old house?"
I touched the bottle in my pocket, trying to calm it down.
Because as this man recounted his experience, the bottle in my pocket was also vibrating incessantly.
Such a strong reaction must have a story behind it, but with the fat man around, I can't release that female ghost.
"Yes, the entire family of seventeen people all died mysteriously in the old house!"
When I got back, their bodies were all mangled; parts of them had been deliberately cut off!
The fat man cried even louder when he got to this point.
I was slightly shocked when I heard this; it was such a cruel method.
If what the fat man said is true, then the 17 people in the house are very likely to harbor resentment, which is the source of the resentment on the female ghost.
No wonder the female ghost inside the bottle was buzzing and vibrating; there's quite a story behind it.
"I know you're pitiful, but don't pity yourself yet! Why are you treating us so differently, especially my Brother Chen! Tell me! Is there some ulterior motive behind this?"
Old Dao approached the fat man, pulled a small dagger from his waist, and held it against the fat man's neck.
Just as I was about to get a little closer, I saw that the fat man's pants were filthy, covered in excrement.
Old Dao dodged away with a look of disgust.
To this, I can only say that the pot calling the kettle black; Lao Dao isn't much better than him either.
"Furthermore, what I'd like to know is, how did you handle things after your family members ended up like that!"
I interrupted Old Knife and continued looking at the fat man.
"At that time, a Taoist priest, who was also a highly skilled person, came and performed a ritual for me. He said that the yin energy in my house was too heavy and that I should not return to the old house!"
They even did a fortune telling for me, saying that my guesthouse would also run into problems in the future.
Sure enough, not long after, the guesthouse was taken over!
Luckily, I listened to the Taoist priest's advice and didn't confront him directly; I just found a place to hide!
The fat man rubbed his eyes and tearfully recounted the whole story to me.
"That Taoist priest is amazing. He told me that in a few years, this guesthouse will be back here with me!"
And once it's back in my hands, I'll meet a benefactor! And look at you here!
The fat man knelt down before me again with a thud.
"Grandpa, I can tell you're a master at a glance! I don't know anything else, but the sword you're carrying is quite extraordinary."
The Taoist priest who gave me guidance back then—his sword was a little inferior to yours!
When the fat man said this, he pointed to the lightning sword in my hand.
No wonder this man treated me differently; it turns out he wanted my help with some family matters.
"Hehe, Brother Chen, he actually called you a VIP, this kid isn't stupid!"
When Lao Dao heard the fat man call me "esteemed person," he immediately chuckled, overjoyed.
"So the reason you're being so nice to us is because you want me to help you with your family matters, is that right?"
I stared at the fat man, watching to see if his eyes were looking away.
"Yes, sir! That Taoist priest predicted that I would meet a master today!"
Whether it's your demeanor, your speech, or anything else, I can't find any other possibility besides you!
The fat man continued speaking, his eyes clear like those of a recent college graduate, so he didn't seem to be lying.
"Go change your pants! I'll help you with that, but I have a lot of questions about this guesthouse..."
"Okay! I'll tell you everything I know! I'll go change my pants now and come back to you when I'm done!" the fat man said quickly before I could even finish speaking.
After saying this, the fat man quickly left the room.
"Something seems off! I have a feeling this guy's situation is somehow connected to what we need to do!"
I frowned, then had Lao Dao close the door, and released the female ghost.
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