Chapter 14 of Volume 1: The Male Thief and the Female Prostitute

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  Under the leadership of Lawyer Cheng and Ding Xiaomao, a descendant of Mao Shan, a group of people rushed into the wine building. The two young women responsible for welcoming guests were suddenly frightened when they saw so many people coming in. Fortunately, they quickly realized that the person walking at the front was the brother of the owner of this wine building, Cheng Lao, and put their minds at ease. At the same time, they were also curious about what these people wanted to do by rushing into the wine building.

  As soon as they entered the door, they collectively heard a loud "boom".

  A plate of seafood was smashed to the ground, with lobster and sauce splattered everywhere. Jiang Qi, who had been hiding behind the crowd, saw that several customers sitting by the window were still fuming, their chests heaving with anger. A man in a suit, who looked like the manager's personal secretary, pointed at the waiter and shouted: "Did you hear me? How long do we have to wait for your manager to come out? Do I need to smash your sign before someone shows up?"

  The several diners who had just sat down at the next table furrowed their brows upon hearing this.

  And Jiang Qicai's side also cast curious glances over there.

  Suddenly, a female waitress with a mosquito-like voice whispered: "Sorry, our manager has gone out on business!"

  The personal secretary sneered, "Gone? I don't believe that such a large restaurant only has one person in charge! And is this the attitude you use to treat your guests? I don't care if your manager really went out or not today, but today I must get an explanation from you!"

  At this time, lawyer Zhou walked out of the crowd, forcing a smile on his face, and said apologetically to the personal secretary: "I'm in charge, what's up?"

  The personal secretary was taken aback for a moment, then quickly glanced at the bosses standing next to her and angrily flung open her palms. "You see for yourself!"

  At this moment, everyone followed the personal secretary's hand and saw a long, very disgusting pubic hair with a few drops of red sauce hanging on it.

  The diners at the next table who had not yet ordered immediately vomited and quickly left the restaurant. As a result, the large restaurant became even more deserted.

  The waiter and Lawyer Cheng both looked helpless.

  Soon, Attorney Cheng's face was a mixture of frustration and pain. It was clear that this wasn't the first time he'd encountered such a situation. He glanced around at the crowd and said, "So, my friend, what do you say we do to calm you down?"

  The personal secretary saw that Lawyer Cheng's attitude was still okay, and his tone slightly relaxed: "Brother, it's not that I want to make things difficult for you, but this kind of thing really can't be accepted by anyone! In fact, the dishes and flavors of your wine house are still good, just..."

  Cheng lawyer sighed and interrupted his words: "How much spiritual loss fee do you want? Just say it!"

  The personal secretary mentioned a somewhat acceptable number, and Lawyer Cheng took out his wallet and handed the exact amount to Qing.

  Watching the personal secretary and several bosses leave with still unsightly faces, Lawyer Cheng sat down on the chair dejectedly, instructing the waiter, "Clean up the things, then just take a break! You can all go home early today!"

  The waiters, though somewhat surprised, followed Lawyer Cheng's instructions and quickly cleaned the floor, closed the doors and windows on the second floor, and then left one after another.

  At this moment, there is no customer left in the wine building. The lights are only on a small orange pendant lamp.

  Attorney Cheng's pale face looked even more haggard under the lamp light. After all the waiters had left, Attorney Cheng let out another sigh and helplessly said to Jiang Qi and the others: "You've all seen it, if things keep going like this, our restaurant really won't be able to stay open!"

  Ding Xiaomao was about to speak when Jiang Qi, who had been quiet all along, suddenly walked up to him and patted his shoulder reassuringly with a smile. "Don't worry, I can guarantee that by tomorrow, your wine shop will be back to its original state!"

  Although Attorney Jiang didn't understand why Qitian was so certain, he also couldn't refute him to his face, and could only perfunctorily say "thank you!" However, the suspicion and distrust in his eyes were visible to everyone present.

  Ding Xiaomao looked at Jiang Qi with a suspicious expression and asked, "Brother, what's your surname?"

  "Let's drop the formalities!" Jiang Qicai smiled.

  "Oh!" Ding Xiaomao had thought that Jiang Qicai was so confident, it should be "Nan Dao Qi Jia". This so-called Nan Dao Qi Jia, as the name suggests, is a ghost-catching sect of the Southern School, generally speaking, they are all surnamed Qi.

  It's just like the northern Miao Mountain, most of them are called Zhang Tian Shi. As is well known, Northern Taoism was founded by Zhang Daoling, but the later generations' Zhang Tian Shi does not refer to Zhang Daoling alone, his descendants or those with special abilities to catch ghosts are also called Zhang Tian Shi.

  And Ding Xiaomao, although not a descendant of Zhang Daoling, was very interested in the affairs of ghosts and gods from an early age, and at a young age he went alone to Maoshan to worship his teacher and learn his skills.

  When Ding Xiaomao was learning the art, he had heard some stories about the Southern School of Qi's family. It can be said that although both schools originated from the same source, they made a living by catching ghosts, and now in the market economy with intense competition, when the disciples of the two schools meet, there is still some hostility between them.

  As soon as Jiang Qicai said he wasn't surnamed Qi, Ding Xiaomao let out a long sigh of relief. However, he soon thought of his own surname Ding, which also belonged to the Mao Mountain.

  Then he couldn't help but ask again, "Have you heard of Nandao?"

  "He must have heard it! Not only did he hear it, but everyone here should have heard it!" Jiang Qicai hadn't spoken yet, when Kong He interrupted and said.

  Ding Xiaomao was shocked upon hearing this sentence and thought to himself: Could it be that Kong He is actually a descendant of the Southern Path?

  Who would have thought that Kong He's next sentence was, "The idiom 'male thief and female prostitute', who hasn't heard of it? To be honest, I still prefer being the male thief, at least you get to enjoy yourself first!"

  Everyone was driven to tears and laughter by Kong He. Ding Xiaomao had a constipated expression on his face, if he wasn't so anxious to catch the ghost at this moment, he would have tied Kong He up with a rope and stuffed his mouth shut long ago.

  However, being interrupted by Kong He, Ding Xiaomao temporarily forgot to ask about Jiang Qicai's identity.

  But at this time, Jiang Qi suddenly noticed that Kong He showed him a mysterious and knowing smile when Ding Xiaomao turned his head away for an instant, and then winked at him.

  Jiang Qicai felt a chill run down his spine as he thought, "This guy shouldn't be a hunchback, should he?"

  Just then, a woman's shrill cry suddenly came from the direction of the restroom in the wine building.

  "Right!"

  The teacup in Lawyer Cheng's hand also fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

  At the same time, all the lights in the wine house went out.

  Everyone fell into a pitch-black darkness where they couldn't see their hands in front of them.