Chapter 144: Entering The Dream
The Old Master was exceptionally stubborn. He snorted coldly: “And don’t try to fool me! My son knows I’ve always lived in this house. He would absolutely never sell it!”
Old Master Ge’s emotions grew increasingly agitated. His eyes turned red as he charged at Liu Jiawei with the axe raised: “You’re all a bunch of thieves occupying the nest! Trying to seize my house! Get out! All of you, get out!”
At the moment he lunged, Nan Yuanman moved. She gripped the copper coin sword tightly, flashed in front of Liu Jiawei, and raised the copper coin sword to block the descending axe.
The small body suddenly leaped up and kicked forward.
Old Master Ge sneered, not afraid at all. He was a ghost now! Others couldn’t catch or touch him. Did this little doll really think she could touch him? Ridiculous!
The next second, his body flew backward like a soccer ball from Nan Yuanman’s kick.
Old Master Ge: “!!!!”
Nan Yuanman quickly pulled a coffin binding rope from her shoulder bag and tossed it toward where Old Master Ge had flown. The coffin binding rope seemed to have its own consciousness as it swiftly bound Old Master Ge into a cocoon.
Old Master Ge: “???”
Old Master Ge: “!!!!”
Aunt Zheng and Liu Jiawei, who suddenly saw Old Master Ge, widened their eyes fiercely: “!!!”
Old Master Ge was shocked. He looked at Nan Yuanman in disbelief: “You, you’re really a master?”
At first, he thought Liu Jiawei had been scared crazy by him and was desperately seeking any help!
After all, Nan Yuanman was still a child. It was normal for a child to see him. As for Liu Jiawei calling her master and such, Old Master Ge didn’t believe it at all. Such a young doll, not even weaned yet, how could she be a master.
And yet, reality slapped him in the face.
Nan Yuanman proudly hummed: “Of course! My grandpa taught me. Dealing with an ordinary ghost like you is a piece of cake.”
“But, old grandpa, what did you mean when you said your son always knew you lived here?” Nan Yuanman tilted her head and asked.
Old Master Ge lay on the ground looking up at her and spoke irritably: “This old building was rebuilt after my family’s old house in the hometown was demolished. When I was sick and dying, I wanted to buy a grave plot, but graves were too expensive. A tiny few square meters cost more than a whole house.”
“Renting meant paying a huge rent every year. If you couldn’t renew, the urn would be dug up and moved, or even scattered. So I figured I’d just keep the urn at home.”
“Anyway, my kids grew up always messing around outside, not wanting to come back to the hometown to hear me nag. So before dying, I had my son turn this house into my grave and place my urn here.”
As Old Master Ge spoke, he glared sinisterly at Liu Jiawei: “But who knew, after I slept and woke up, my house was occupied by him! He even shoveled up the flowers my wife used to plant!”
Liu Jiawei felt his scalp tingle under his gaze and couldn’t help hiding behind Aunt Zheng.
Aunt Zheng froze in place, not daring to move, and viciously twisted the flesh at Liu Jiawei’s waist!
Liu Jiawei’s face contorted in pain, but he didn’t dare make a sound.
Old Master Ge snorted coldly: “At first, I didn’t plan to harm him. I just wanted to make some noise to scare him away. Who knew he wouldn’t leave and even cursed me—cursed so viciously!”
Liu Jiawei listened and couldn’t hold back. With a face full of grievance, he said: “Old Master, anyone woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of banging pipes would curse too.”
“Then why did you touch my bedroom? Do you know that bedroom holds so many memories of me and my wife!” Old Master Ge said with a sullen face, extremely unhappy.
Nan Yuanman glanced at Liu Jiawei’s injured arm: “Because he touched the bedroom, you swung the axe at him?”
Old Master Ge inexplicably felt a bit guilty. He shrank his neck and muttered: “I had no choice. Since he wouldn’t move out, I could only swing the axe to scare him…”
Aunt Zheng listened, her face falling as anger surged in her heart. She spoke displeased: “Old Master, that’s not right of you! Your son already sold this old building to my brother. My brother paid real money for it!”
“He can touch anywhere in this old building! Why swing an axe at him just for touching a bedroom!”
Aunt Zheng grew angrier: “If you didn’t want him living here, you should find your son! Your son is the real culprit! Have your son give the money back to my brother for the house return! Or exchange for another house, isn’t that fine? Why bully my brother alone!”
Old Master Ge was still stubborn: “Impossible! My son wouldn’t sell the house! You must have snuck in yourselves!”
“Little brother! Go! Get the purchase contract and smash it in this blind old man’s face!” Aunt Zheng was furious and yelled at Liu Jiawei.
Liu Jiawei obediently ran up to the second floor, took the prepared purchase contract from the safe, and brought it down. He didn’t dare follow Aunt Zheng’s words by slapping it on Old Master Ge’s face, but instead laid the document out flat and placed it before him one by one.
“Old Master, take a look. This is the purchase contract between me and Ge Dapang… cough cough, Ge Hai. It even has his signature on it!”
Old Master Ge had been educated in life. He lowered his head to look at the purchase contract, his face growing darker the more he read. The ghost energy on his body surged violently, his already pale face instantly turning pitch black.
“Oh my god!” Aunt Zheng jumped in fright, crying out as she hid behind Nan Yuanman. Liu Jiawei also hurriedly ran away, watching Old Master Ge vigilantly.
Afraid he would go berserk and eat someone.
Feng Congqian glanced faintly at them. Aunt Zheng’s body stiffened, trembling as she huddled with Liu Jiawei for warmth.
Old Master Ge’s eyes nearly popped out, greatly shocked: “That bastard, how dare he, how dare he!”
Ge Hai actually sold the house! Sold the old house where their family had lived for a lifetime!
That unfilial son!
Then what was the point of all his efforts these days scaring people?!
Nan Yuanman looked at the extremely furious Old Master Ge, blinked her eyes, and asked in a childish voice: “Old grandpa, do you want me to help you enter your son’s dream to ask him personally what’s going on?”
“And this house issue needs someone to resolve, right?”
Old Master Ge nodded in agreement: “Alright, little doll, help me. I must ask him personally!”
Exactly what happened! To make him sell the old house!
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In Sui City, thousands of miles away from Batang Village.
In a rundown, dim old building in an urban village, an old grandma with graying hair, wearing a patched floral shirt and gray cotton pants, was struggling to drag a nylon bag of water bottles toward a small room on the first floor.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, pushed open the door, and immediately saw a disheveled, obese man lying on the sofa playing games, shirtless on top: “Little Hai, the scrap I picked up this time is a bit heavy. Come help Mom.”
“Can’t you still move? Just drag it in yourself.” Ge Hai didn’t even look up, focused on his game: “I’m busy right now!”
The old grandma hesitated to speak but ultimately sighed heavily and dragged the nylon bag inside herself.
When she couldn’t drag it in, she simply sat in the doorway, sorting the scrap in the nylon bag one by one. Any usable ones, she kept for home use.
All the valuable things at home had been taken by Ge Hai to pay off gambling debt, leaving many shortages. She had to replenish them one by one.
After finishing his game, Ge Hai looked up and yelled: “Mom, give me ten thousand tonight. My friend says he’s taking me to meet a big boss! With the big boss this time, I’ll definitely make money!”
The old grandma didn’t respond. After taking out two bottles, she said: “No money left at home. All the money went to pay your gambling debt.”
She advised earnestly: “Little Hai, stop gambling. All the family property your dad left is gone from your gambling! If you keep gambling, how will you live later?”
“That wasn’t gambling! It was investment! Do you understand investment!” Ge Hai yelled unconvinced, standing up and stomping into the room: “Forget it! You wouldn’t understand! Anyway, I need to see the money tonight!”
Exhaustion filled the old grandma’s aged face. She stared blankly at the nylon bag before her, covering her face with one hand and sobbing.
Ge Hai in the room ignored her crying, lay on the bed, yawned, closed his eyes, and fell deeply asleep.
……
“Ge Hai… Ge Hai…”
The childish voice by his ear made Ge Hai open his eyes irritably: “Damn, whose kid is chattering nonstop? Let a person sleep or not…?”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized he was standing in front of the house rebuilt from the old house.
Ge Hai was stunned, scratching his head in bewilderment: “How did I come back here? A dream?”
Ge Hai stared at the tightly shut door, thinking of his old father’s urn placed in the building, pursed his lips, and pushed the door open unguarded.
Since it was a dream, might as well check on the old man…
As soon as the door opened, he looked up to see a large axe descending from above, chopping fiercely toward his head!
