Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The naive customers left satisfied, pampered by the staff of Taicang Sect. As they left, they saw the drowned ghost and the jumper ghost stiffly bowing to them and saying goodbye, praising, “This place is great, and the service is excellent.”
“They’re willing to spend a lot of money; the haunted house theme changes so quickly. Last week when I came, it wasn’t even this particular theme.”
“Changing the theme so frequently must be very costly. Let’s come again for the next gathering.”
As he spoke, he brushed past the Taoist priests who were frozen in place, and looking at the group of Taoist priests, they chuckled and said, “These people are really into their roles. Are they cosplaying? Dressed up as Taoist priests to play ghost-catching in a haunted house?”
Black Impermanence smiled with satisfaction: “I never imagined that I would live to see such a harmonious coexistence between the Yin and Yang realms.”
Taoist priests: “…”
You may have misunderstood something, leader.
A Taoist priest at the scene, who had previously seen advertisements for this haunted house online, stared blankly at the eerie building before him: “No wonder… no wonder everyone who’s been here says it’s very different from other haunted houses. The customer experience is incredibly realistic and high-end, and the props are of high quality…”
With demons and monsters giving their all, how could it not feel real and high-quality?
Having spent a long time with the leader, the drowned ghost considered himself a legitimate ghost and wasn’t afraid of the Taoist priests. He even invited them, “Taoist priests, you’ve come all this way, would you like to come in and take a look?”
The chubby boy really wanted to go in and take a look, but unfortunately no one there cooperated with him; the Taoist priests all just chuckled.
However, Wei Xi still had to meet with the new employees, so whether they wanted to or not, everyone went in with him.
Wei Xi didn’t come here often, so the boss’s personal presence spoke volumes about how important it was. In an instant, all the ghost employees came out and lined up in two rows in the hall. The moment Wei Xi led his people through the door, he saw them bowing in unison and shouting, “Welcome, Sect Leader/Boss, to our inspection!”
Very professional! Very prestigious! Even a multinational company might not be able to do it any better!
The Taoist priests following behind Wei Xi silently watched this scene unfold, which resembled a domineering CEO romance drama: “…………”
Everyone was momentarily dazed. So this is how you raise ghost soldiers. It’s true that people can see everything if they live long enough.
Taicang Sect Haunted House was no longer the small-scale business it once was. The number of employees had rapidly increased from seven or eight when Wei Xi took over to nearly a hundred. Thanks to effective marketing and well-designed activities, it had gained an excellent reputation online. Many tourists from other places travelled long distances to experience it, to the point that the current size of the haunted house could no longer handle the large influx of visitors, making expansion into a chain imperative.
Since the expansion was planned, employees had become a very important resource. Just a few days ago, Uncle Shen was lamenting to Wei Xi that the seven hundred-plus ghosts were not enough. Now, like a timely rain, a wave of employees has come knocking on his door. He was more than just excited.
“They said they were invited by someone. I don’t know who is so kind as to provide us with such great help. I must thank them properly when we meet.”
Taoist priests: “…”
The chubby boy: “…”
Should I reply with “You’re welcome”?
Uncle Shen added, “Moreover, they are very enthusiastic and proactive in their work. As soon as they came in, they started scaring the customers. They work even harder than our own employees! They are outstanding!”
Taoist priests: “…”
The chubby boy: “…”
How could they not be outstanding? It wasn’t easy to gather this group of wild ghosts. Even with the ghost-controlling secrets left by their master, the three brothers still spent a lot of money, exchanging almost all the cash they had for ghost money.
Uncle Shen chuckled and said, “Sigh! It’s just that the quantity is still a bit insufficient. It would be great if there were more!”
Taoist priests: “…”
The chubby boy: “…”
I’m sorry, senior brother, we’re really too weak. This number of wild ghosts is probably our limit.
Thinking of this, the chubby boy couldn’t help but let out a sobbing sound, like a weakling in a cult with no human rights. Uncle Shen was stunned for a moment: “Sect Leader, why is he crying?”
Wei Xi: “He may have been thinking about something sad.”
….
The Taoist priests, somewhat dazed, met the group of wandering ghosts and found that they were indeed quite happy. Wei Xi even spotted a familiar ghost among them— the same ghost who had been lying on the subway tracks during the Taicang Sect’s team-building activity. It was easy to guess what kind of ghosts could be summoned to scare people.
They should love scaring people anyway, so wasn’t the Taicang Sect Haunted House the perfect workplace for them? The ghost lying on the tracks, dragging its bloodied half-body, grabbed Uncle Shen’s hand, utterly regretting its actions: “If I had known you guys did this, why would I have run away that day! I would have definitely come with you!”
As it spoke, it recognized the chubby boy and, seeing him at his new workplace, exclaimed with delight, “It’s you! Where are the two people who were with you? So you’re headhunters from Taicang Sect?”
Headhunting…
Fatty: “Waaah—”
He cried until he left the haunted house of the Taicang Sect. No one had time to comfort him. After learning from the ghosts that it was indeed the Xiusheng Sect who had summoned them, the focus shifted entirely to Kuang Zhiming’s predicament.
As for the Taicang Sect… well, this was obviously a happy event for them.
Xu Xiaofeng’s soul was in the hands of the Xiusheng Sect. The longer it stayed, the more uncertain things became. Everyone silently withdrew their gaze from the eerie haunted house, ignoring the group of ghosts who stood respectfully at the door to see off their boss, and said with difficulty, “Let’s go to Xin’an together.”
The employees of Taicang Sect greeted him in unison from behind: “Take care, boss!”
Taoist priests: “…”
At this moment, Wei Xi was undoubtedly the most prestigious star in the crowd.
….
Xin’an was quite far away, and it would take a long time to get there by car, so Kuang Zhiming paid for everyone’s plane tickets out of his own pocket, striving to reach the headquarters of the Xiusheng Sect as quickly as possible.
Black Impermanence, lacking an ID card, followed them invisibly. However, there were no empty seats in the cabin, and he refused to stand the whole way, so he left in a huff, indicating that he would leave through the City God Temple.
It was Wei Xi’s first time on an airplane, and everything was new and exciting. After boarding, he sat in the cramped seat and stared intently at the other planes taxiing outside the window.
The planes glided at high speed across the flat ground, then one after another they soared into the sky.
At times like these, he would feel strange. The people outside the mountains seemed to have unlimited power. They built towering buildings and drove fast steel beasts, going up to the sky and down to the ground. They seemed so weak, yet they were also omnipotent.
This was something he had never encountered before, but the ordinary people in the cabin seemed to take it for granted. Even Tuan Tuanyi, who had never been on the plane before, could chat with the Taoist priests next to him as if nothing was wrong.
The moment the fuselage started up, a roar suddenly erupted.
Wei Xi gripped the handrail tightly, staring intently at the scenery outside the window; he wasn’t good at expressing his inner emotions.
A presence drew closer from the side, and the second disciple’s deep voice penetrated the roar, asking, “What are you looking at?”
Wei Xi frowned, his emotions tense.
Suddenly, a large hand twisted his head, and his apprentice pressed his neck, gesturing for him to lean against his shoulder: “Don’t look out the window, close your eyes.”
Wei Xi leaned back in his seat, resting his forehead on his disciple’s shoulder, inhaling the pleasant yang energy emanating from the other’s body. For some reason, his muscles and bones relaxed. He looked up at the other and asked, “Que’er, is this what it feels like in heaven?”
The apprentice turned his head to look at him, his high, straight nose casting a sharp shadow in the bright cabin lights. Hearing his question, he smiled faintly and asked, “What do you think it feels like?”
“It doesn’t seem like that.” Wei Xi squinted uncomfortably. “There should be wind, a wide expanse, and you should be able to touch the clouds.”
The apprentice’s expression became complicated: “Really? You’ve flown before?”
Wei Xi just felt this way for no reason: “How could I, a lonely ghost, possibly be like this?”
He had no clear memories, nor did he know what it was like to be a wandering ghost, but it was roughly the same as the employees in the sect. Ghosts have no physical form and can wander in the world, but ascending to heaven? Impossible.
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