My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 363 - 200: The Story of Sadako in the Painting_2
"Yo, come on!"
Li Changqing was curious, wondering what kind of interesting story this man could tell that would make him buy him a drink.
"Alright!"
The man thought for a moment, then found a stool and sat down, beginning to tell Li Changqing the magical story he had encountered.
The story was not long, quite peculiar, and somewhat bizarre.
As he went on, there were twists, and the story itself took almost half an hour to tell.
By the end, the man looked at Li Changqing’s face, hoping to see a shocked expression.
But he was disappointed.
Li Changqing showed no expression, and even seemed a bit sleepy.
This left the man astonished.
Previously, this trick had always worked; how could anyone listen to a story and not be interested!
This was one of the most fascinating stories among the various bizarre and even melodramatic tales he had encountered traveling across the land.
When he told it to others before, listeners would be shocked, their eyes wide open and unable to resist asking, "What happened next?"
"Finished?" Li Changqing asked leisurely.
"Wasn’t it interesting? Wasn’t it bizarre?" The man asked, unwilling to accept the response.
"How should I put it."
Li Changqing felt a bit helpless. Normally, the story would be quite bizarre and well-told, but Li Changqing was a traveler from Blue Star, a time where internet novels and various stories were so competitive that this story seemed relatively plain; nothing exciting.
"It was a bit boring," Li Changqing said calmly.
"I don’t believe it. This time I’ll tell you a scary one!" the man said stubbornly.
"Oh, I’ve got other things to do, you should just go back to wherever you came from," Li Changqing was really not interested in listening anymore.
"This time I’ll tell you something really frightening, and if it doesn’t scare you, I’ll give you a piece of information for free," the man promised firmly.
"You know intelligence?" Li Changqing looked at the man with suspicion.
"Nonsense," the man snorted and said, "In the field of intelligence, I’m not Zhen Wanshou just in name."
"Still Zhen Wanshou, you might as well call yourself a real beast," Li Changqing couldn’t help but quip.
"Enough with the nonsense, I’m going to start!"
Zhen Wanshou’s voice lowered: "I once traveled to a small town, I forgot its name, but it was said that the Ghost Race appeared there..."
Zhen Wanshou told the story vividly, and when he mentioned that a Ghost Race’s head emerged from the water, he shuddered himself.
At this moment, he looked sharply at Li Changqing, hoping to see Li Changqing’s face turn pale with fright.
But what he got was Li Changqing’s snoring...
Li Changqing had actually fallen asleep on the table.
In the shop, Zhang Fuguang was busy.
Zhen Wanshou’s face turned livid; he hadn’t expected his terrifying story to put Li Changqing to sleep.
This left Zhen Wanshou feeling extreme frustration.
"Wake up."
Zhen Wanshou quickly shook Li Changqing awake.
"Huh? Is it over?" Li Changqing yawned and asked.
"Was it really that boring?" Zhen Wanshou now looked utterly defeated.
"It wasn’t that scary."
For Li Changqing, who had watched countless horror movies in his previous life, Zhen Wanshou’s scary story was just kindergarten-level.
"I’ll give you a piece of information anyway; what do you want to know?" Zhen Wanshou said, defeated.
"Any information?"
Li Changqing couldn’t help but ask.
"Basically, yes." Zhen Wanshou said with confidence.
Li Changqing pondered for a bit, and then asked, "Who is my wife?"
Zhen Wanshou: "Are you sick?"
You don’t even know who your wife is, and you’re asking me?
"But aren’t you supposed to know everything?" Li Changqing couldn’t help but press.
"I’m not the heavens; I don’t know everything," Zhen Wanshou said frustrated: "And plus, if you don’t even know who your wife is, how would I know? Ask something else."
"Do you know Li Hengsheng?" Li Changqing asked about his son’s situation.
"Li Hengsheng?" Zhen Wanshou pondered for a moment, then asked uncertainly: "Is he the newly appointed Inspector at White Snake Dao?"
"You actually know that," Li Changqing was somewhat surprised.
"I know quite a bit about National Guardian Mansion matters. After all, it’s nearby," Zhen Wanshou said with a smile.
"Has he been in any trouble lately?" Li Changqing primarily wanted to know about this. Although Li Changqing had arrived at Zi Wu City, being closer to National Guardian Mansion and relying on Bai Jingfei’s intelligence department, the reports were somewhat slow.
Unexpectedly, this Zhen Wanshou actually knew about the situation at National Guardian Mansion.
"I don’t know, but I can find out for you," Zhen Wanshou said. "I can get back to you quickly."
"How fast?" Li Changqing asked.
"Two hours," Zhen Wanshou replied confidently.
"That fast?"
Li Changqing was a bit skeptical.
"There are too many eyes and ears here, take me somewhere more private, and I’ll ask," Zhen Wanshou said, looking around.
Although Li Changqing wasn’t sure who Zhen Wanshou intended to ask, he still led him to the backyard and instructed Zhang Fuguang to keep an eye on the front.
"There’s no one here, go ahead and ask," Li Changqing wanted to see what kind of trick Zhen Wanshou was up to.
To his surprise, Zhen Wanshou suddenly lifted his head and made strange noises from his throat, sounds so bizarre they couldn’t have been made by a normal human.
Before Li Changqing could understand what was happening, a sparrow suddenly flew down from the sky.
