Old ng covered his forehead.
"Fuck, too rash..."
He never thought an ordinary place would have so many demons and ghosts.
He glanced at the small path that had been made at the side—honestly, there was no one he could complain to about this shit.
In theory, if it were a normal residential complex, there’d be nothing wrong.
But if it isn’t, then he barged in uninvited, used so special tricks, jumped the wall, and trespassed on soone else’s turf—in this situation, if he got hanged to death, it was because he broke the rules first, so he’d deserve it.
Old ng himself thought he’d been blinded by that spiritual sensation stretching thousands of miles; having been hanged just now actually wasn’t unreasonable, it followed the rules perfectly.
So, he just wanted to get his vehicle and his box back.
Now after hearing Four-eyed Mole Cricket describe it, he was getting a headache. He’d actually been bugged by soone?!
"What does he want?"
"Six Resurrection Crosses." Four-eyed Mole Cricket blinked, looking all honest.
"Why doesn’t he just rob ! I only have one myself!"
"He said that’s all he wants. I figure, he’s after sothing to save his own life. If you gave him sothing else, he’d probably be okay with it too."
"If he won’t give back the box, how am I supposed to give him sothing else? Tell him to co over, I’ll talk to him myself."
"He said you’re a shady rchant, won’t talk to you, only talks to . Just tell your na and your offer, I’ll go tell him."
"A proper wild ginseng from Changbai Mountain, nine qian, got spirituality, definitely the life-saving kind; one Palace Revitalizing Pill from Dragon Tiger Mountain."
Old ng thought for a second, gritted his teeth, and added another line.
"And I’ll throw in an Execution Heavenly Talisman."
Four-eyed Mole Cricket looked at Old ng in shock.
"You’re really putting your ass on the line for this, huh."
"What the hell do you know, if I don’t go all in, what else am I supposed to do? He owns a part of the vehicle, and if he won’t return it, am I supposed to just take it by force?"
"..."
The man and the dog looked at the villa district. Of course they knew, taking it back by force was no way in hell happening, and going through other channels to put pressure would be even more costly.
The only way was to just offer enough benefits so the guy would give the vehicle back.
Obviously, as soon as he realized the box couldn’t be opened, the other party imdiately lost interest in it.
But that vehicle was actually the more critical item, the core for a wandering rchant.
"Go, tell him, take it or leave it, that’s all the sincerity I can put on the table."
Four-eyed Black Dog ran back again.
Old ng sighed, took out his phone, and dialed a number.
"Hello, Wan Jun? You’re still in Yu State, right?"
"Do you know Virtue City, there’s this really weird villa district... uh, yeah, I’m here."
"I’ve got myself into so trouble, best if you know soone here—could you step in as a middleman, help negotiate a bit?"
"Dunno their nas, yeah, yeah, one of them’s just like you said."
"Alright, I’ll wait for you."
On the other side, Four-eyed Mole Cricket entered the yard, squatted at the door, peeked inside, and repeated Old ng’s boosted offer.
Wen Yan spoke unhurriedly.
"Co on, let’s break it down."
"That wild ginseng, I’ve seen it. Even though the bud is a bit broken, you can still see there are more than twenty heads—been decades, still weighs nine qian, that’s the real deal for life-saving."
"Don’t think it’s the sa as regular ones—big difference. The ones that save lives are all secondary products from those tough environnts. Those grown like radishes don’t have the sa effects."
"The Palace Revitalizing Pill, that’s a Dragon Tiger Mountain secret dicine, said to be able to save soone even when they’re down to their last breath. Even people about to die of old age can get another seven days’ life."
"Nobody dares sell fake ones of this openly, Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Scorching Sun Departnt would co crack down hard."
"Whatever Old ng brings out, it’s definitely not fake."
"As for that Execution Heavenly Talisman, that’s also a life-saving wondrous item, said to be made by the First Generation Celestial Master Zhang himself."
"Even if you get decapitated, can still preserve your life and protect your soul."
"With a skilled surgeon, works fast, gets your head sewn back on, you’ll be back to normal."
"Old ng says it’s a take-it-or-leave-it offer, pretty damn sincere."
"He honestly doesn’t have any more Resurrection Crosses left. If he did, he wouldn’t have been too scared to barge into this villa district in the first place."
"Add one more condition: when I go buy things from him in the future, not saying he can’t make a profit, but give bottom price."
"Easy, I’ll promise for Old ng." Four-eyed Mole Cricket grinned and turned to leave.
"Hold on, shady rchants, I don’t really trust what they say—put it in writing."
"Fine, I’ll promise for Old ng."
"No rush, I’ll get a witness. Go back and tell him first."
After Four-eyed Mole Cricket left, Wen Yan checked the ti, hesitated about whether to call Zhuge Wanjun, when a call from Wan Jun ca in.
"I’m ho, oh, so you actually know each other, huh. Ah, you’re actually in Virtue City right now? Okay, co over and we’ll talk. I just happen to want you to sign sothing."
Fifteen minutes later, Wan Jun showed up in her little suit, high heels clicking, strolling in from the side path.
"So what exactly happened?" Zhuge Wanjun asked, curious—this was definitely an unexpected twist.
She had actually arrived during the day, just hadn’t wanted to intrude. Didn’t expect they’d actually need her that night.
And in a place she hadn’t even considered.
What Uncle ng told her wasn’t all that detailed. She wanted to hear Wen Yan’s version.
"What else? So guy broke through the wall, snuck in here, got himself killed by one of my neighbors, and now he wants to just give all this stuff to him for free."
Zhuge Wanjun glanced at the tricycle, then at the boxes—she recognized imdiately what they were.
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