Chapter 55: 55 The Panic in Night Market Stall 6

It was at this moment that the boy suddenly spoke, “What if they come out after entering the alley, Sir?”

I looked at the 12 or 13-year-old boy who had just spoken and felt a coldness in my heart. I hurriedly looked towards the alley, and sure enough, the man who had just been sleeping on his stomach was slowly moving towards the night market stalls.

Both Yang Fan and Wang Fen stood up and looked at the man in horror. They lost their calmness at this unexpected turn of events.

The man didn’t look at any of us. Instead, he set his eyes on the young man, then went to his side and tapped him on the top of his head. The young man was very drunk, had already fallen asleep and did not react.

The man massaged his temple with his fingertips and looked around confused. “Boss, all of my friends have left. Is it just the two of us now? …and what was I doing in the alley, did someone put me there?” The man asked with a mixture of confusion and anger.

The boss was about to say something when I stood up and interrupted him, “Yeah, your friends are gone. You two were just having a couple of drinks, that's all.”

The man looked at me bewildered and finally nodded, “Damn! I know I’m drunk, but why was I in the alley?”

The boss understood what I was trying to do and went on asking, “I thought you had to go to the bathroom. We weren’t going to stop you. You were only in there for a short time though, is something wrong? Did you fall down or something?”

The man kept muttering “always forgetting things…” or something like that. It seemed like he had already believed every word of what we had just said. Then he took a look at the young man, who was drunk and unconscious, and finally said, “What do I do with him?”

One of the men who was discussing the games stood up and said, “Take him to a hotel. As a matter of fact, we’re heading to the Internet bar no, we can go there together.”

The man nodded and kept thanking him. Finally, with the help of a few of the people talking about the game, the man held up the young man and left. Then for some odd reason, one of the women that were a part of that group turned around and smiled at me. Honestly, it looked more like she was smiling right at Xiao Lingdang.

Yang Fan gave his wife a look and left with her. After ensuring there was nothing wrong, they did not want to stay any longer.

Since Xiao Lingdang was here, I couldn’t leave our table. However, the two business women eventually took their leftovers and walked over to share a table with the boss and talk about everything that had just happened.

The boss began calling me over again, the two women with him did too. I took a good look at the food in front of Xiao Lingdang and made sure there was enough food on the table for her to be entertained eating for a while. Once I made sure she’d be busy, I walked over and took part in the conversation about the night’s creepy events.

Time went by and many other ghost stories were told before the phone rang. The boss answered it, his family was asking why he hadn’t gone back home yet. He gave them some simple excuse and then looked at us.

I looked at my watch and was shocked to learn that it was almost four o'clock. We all thanked the boss at the same time and as we were about to leave, we could hear the loud sound of siren getting nearer and nearer.

To our astonishment, a few ambulances and police cars stopped at the gate of the Internet bar a couple of blocks down. All the people in the Internet Bar walked out and stood by the door as they continued talking. However, because it was so far away, we could not hear what they were saying.

It was clear that something had happened, but we were so tired after all the strange events of the night that none of us were curious enough to walk up and get a better look. Not to mention, we had learned our lesson from Yang Fan’s story about getting involved in other’s business. Curiosity did keep our attention enough to look like prairie dogs out in that direction, stretching our necks to get a better view.

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The Internet cafe seemed to be closing. The onlookers slowly left and a few withered people walked towards the night market stall and one man asked, “Boss, you got anything to eat?”

The boss glanced at the food on the stall and replied to them, “I still have some food. There are no kebabs, but I still have some fish and vegetables.”

The men nodded and decided to take a seat. They sat down and began to talk about what had just happened. Apparently, five people walked into the Internet Café, then died suddenly. Now there was an investigation on the owners of the place to try to figure out what was going on.

The boss looked at me subconsciously, I was looking at him too. Some time passed before I asked, “How long have they been dead?”

“Who knows?”

I swallowed some saliva and looked at the boss who was taking still grilling and very hesitant. I could not help but comfort him. After all, the police were still off in the distance, so no ghost would dare to commit a crime here, right? Nevertheless, this night market stall clearly had a bad Fengshui and I would never come here again.

Fortunately, nothing else happened that night. It was almost dawn and Xiao Lingdang still wanted to eat more kebabs, except the Boss really was out this time. So I grabbed her hand and said goodbye to the boss as we walked in the direction of the ghost building.

Meanwhile, I wondered what the boss’ expression would be when he sees the garbage bag under the table. I laughed to myself at the poor man’s expense.

On the way back, Xiao Lingdang finally remembered that the reason she had come out with me was to look for her skin. That realization made her a little sad and she decided to put all the blame on me. She forced me to agree to accompany her to look for her skin next time. I reluctantly agreed. Although I didn't know what festival the ghost building would be celebrating tomorrow, I knew I was definitely going to stay in the ghost building. I was really hoping I would be much safer in the ghost building than I was if I just went out with Xiao Lingdang.

After the festival and after this whole mess was sorted, I would go with her to look for her skin every day. It wouldn’t be a big deal.

I was reminiscing on the vents of the night and I remembered the part of the story where Yang Fan mentioned the old man in the Chinese tunic suit. I wondered if he would know how to deal with the ghost baby.

After walking Xiao Lingdang back to the ghost building, I waited until the sky was lit up by the sun and I sneaked out of the ghost building like a thief. When I was just about to head back to my place to get some sleep, I got a call from Wu Jian. He told me to be at the government building at 08:30. I took a look at my watch and noticed it was almost 7: 00 in the morning already. I was niether too late or too early, but one thing was certain, I did not have enough time to sleep. So I told him to meet up for breakfast so I could ask what we were going to do in the government building.

Wu Jian took his time getting to the restaurant. After waiting for half an hour, he finally arrived with news I was not expecting.

The big news was that the government had agreed to sell me the ghost building for 5 million and no down payment, as long as I lived in the ghost building. I was very surprised but Wu Jian kept saying he knew it would happen.

The discovery of the underground palace under the foundation of Jiang San’s place had attracted great attention in the province, so many experts and leaders were visiting the small county. In order to maintain a good image, the government preferred that I live in the ghost building, perhaps because I was not afraid of dying. I’m sure it wouldn’t look good if there was an empty, haunted, house in the middle of the city.

It turned out this was also good for me. I never thought I could own such a big villa.

After finishing breakfast and accompanied by Wu Jian, I signed a lot of contracts in the government building and finally got the place under my name. I felt as if I was dreaming all morning, just watching those people glaring at me with jealous eyes as I signed my name over and over again. I gotta admit, I kinda liked it. It felt really good to not feel as if I was beneath everyone, as I used to.

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