Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 353 - 336 - Master, perhaps you could wear some pants when you sleep!

Chapter 353: Chapter 336 - Master, perhaps you could wear some pants when you sleep!

"What’s there to laugh about!?"

Han Baiwen was extremely annoyed just thinking about how he had become a disciple.

Originally, he hadn’t achieved any merits on the Chuan-Yu Road, and had even leaked secrets that weren’t considered confidential, for which he should have been punished.

But because he was also an introducer for Zhang San, and since Zhang San had helped the Heavenly Punishment Sect obtain Bai Yucheng’s account books, he ended up being credited for a merit.

Therefore, he received a reward from the sect, which gave him the chance to be taken as a disciple by one of the sect’s Purple Mansion Realm or nearly Purple Mansion Realm powerhouses.

For this purpose, Han Baiwen bathed and changed clothes, praying devoutly, and then... he was chosen by Xia Chenglong, the beggar among beggars.

Others who weren’t chosen just had a bucket of cold water thrown on them; he felt like he had a bucket of swill poured over him.

To offer consolation, Zhang San took Han Baiwen to a tavern near the residence he had his eye on, continued to find a private room, and asked the owner to serve them wine and dishes.

After three rounds of drinks, Zhang San curiously asked, "How come you’ve been sent to the Capital, this place is a complex mix, not easy to handle!"

Han Baiwen gave a bitter smile and said, "I have a trump card, as long as I can play it in the Capital, all will be well. Moreover, I am now preparing for True Core to the Sea and will soon reach the Spiritual Platform Realm. I am strong enough to protect myself, and the Imperial Court won’t believe that the new leader of the Heavenly Punishment Sect in the Capital has already arrived, especially one who has just entered the Spiritual Platform Realm as a cultivator."

Zhang San nodded, indeed that was so.

After all, the arrangements of the Heavenly Punishment Sect in the Capital were still in place, it’s just that someone inside the sect had already discovered that the person in charge of the Capital was going to rebel with many subordinates.

If they were to send someone after the rebellion, it would be very easy to get detected.

But if they were to arrange it in advance, especially an arrangement far beyond their expectations, it would be different.

"Do you need my help with anything?"

Zhang San was after all the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Punishment Sect, even though he had already made up his mind to play both sides.

But since he was playing both sides, he naturally had to contribute to both parties.

"Not for now, but... I need you to help me find a job."

"What!?"

Zhang San looked at Han Baiwen with a puzzled face and asked, "The others I met, such as Cui Jiu and everyone else, also had an ordinary identity, why do you still need me to find you a job? Otherwise, why not have the same profession as your teacher, is that okay?"

Han Baiwen glanced at Zhang San and said in a cold voice, "My master has the Beggar’s Sect, I am alone, and it’s hard enough just to stay alive. Don’t let me starve to death before the former person in charge has officially rebelled and I take over."

"I’ll think about it for you first, but since we’re old acquaintances, let’s rest after we finish eating. I’ll take you to see a good show tonight."

Han Baiwen didn’t know what kind of show it was, but decided to eat first and worry later.

As the sky gradually darkened, Zhang San and Han Baiwen left the tavern and had the tavern owner prepare several jars of wine and lots of dried fruits for them.

Zhang San took Han Baiwen for a stroll in Jin City Fang.

The excitement began after 23 p.m.!

Zhang San took Han Baiwen to the rooftop of a massive residence, where they sat and drank wine.

"Han, can you use Observation Skill?"

"I know the Ninefold Scrutiny of the Shen Family, but they only taught me the Triple Layer, so I only understand a bit."

Upon hearing this, Zhang San was surprised and asked, "You know the Observation Skill of the Shen Family?"

"It was just a fortunate coincidence. The Shen Family is grateful to my family, so they only taught me, and they also said it must never be passed on to others."

Zhang San nodded and said, "Just watch that room next to the main house, yes, right there, that room, and watch. The excitement is about to start now!"

At this moment, in the room Zhang San had pointed out, the male host was sleeping.

Suddenly, the door to the room was pushed open.

The male host, Jin Xiang, scared to alertness, immediately sat up, staring at the doorway while reaching for the knife under his pillow.

"Who’s there!?"

Although Jin Xiang was already over fifty years old, his voice was strong.

But as he opened his mouth, he strangely found that no sound could come out of his throat.

The person, no, more accurately, the "person" that drifted in from outside, with disheveled hair, approached his bed bit by bit.

From its mouth came a feeble, raspy growl.

"Give me back my life... give me back... my life..."

"Ahh!!!"

Jin Xiang was so frightened that he sat straight up, gasping for air.

Only then did he realize that the door to the room had not been opened at all.

And his knife was still under the pillow, not drawn by him.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, then wiped his chest fur with his hand.

At this point, the woman lying next to him had also been awakened by his scream, covering her chest and looking at Jin Xiang, then hitting him.

"You rascal, why the commotion in the middle of the night? I thought your son had come back."

Jin Xiang hastily explained, "I just had a nightmare, dreaming that a ghost came into the room to claim my life! And I just couldn’t make a sound."

The woman glared at Jin Xiang and said harshly, "Dreams are the opposite of reality. I’ve dreamt several times when we were sneaking around that your son came back and caught us in the act! Did he catch us?"

With that, the woman hit Jin Xiang again, then prepared to lie back down.

But at this moment, the woman seemed to hear some other noise in the room.

Jin Xiang also faintly noticed some sound.

The husband and daughter-in-law both turned their heads simultaneously, looking towards the middle of the room.

The room door had somehow been pushed open without anyone noticing.

A figure with feet hovering half a foot above the ground and hair disheveled, was staring at the two with one eye fixed on them.

"Ah——"

The pair screamed in terror, then, forgetting his knife in his fright, Jin Xiang pulled his daughter-in-law and hurled themselves out the window.

The continuous screams coming from the young master’s room sent the servants and maids of the manor rushing over immediately.

At that moment, just as many servants and maids had reached the young master’s courtyard, they saw the stark-naked Old Master Jin holding his daughter-in-law, both lying in the courtyard, shrieking and trembling with terror.

"Old Master, this is..."

"A ghost! There’s a ghost! Ah——"

Although Jin Xiang was a martial artist, he hadn’t even reached the True Core Realm; he was merely a low-level Primordial Qi Realm warrior with a bit of brute strength from the Twelve Meridians.

At this moment, facing a ghost, quite a few of his hairs stood on end.

Immediately, a brave servant ventured into the room to take a peek, only to discover nothing there.

"Old Master, there’s no ghost."

"Old Master, there really isn’t any ghost!"

Hearing the servants say so, the Old Master finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Only then did Jin Xiang notice that he was completely naked and was even holding his son’s wife.

"Cough cough... I heard there was a ghost here, so I rushed over immediately to protect my daughter-in-law. You all, don’t get any wrong ideas, understand?"

The butler ran over and took off his coat to wrap around the lower half of Old Master Jin Xiang’s body.

As for the young wife, with such a fine figure, who would lack the perception to step forward and offer her a garment?

"Old Master’s selfless sacrifice is truly a blessing for our Jin family!" said the butler, seizing the occasion to butter him up, which made the feigning composure Old Master Jin Xiang feel much reassured.

"Alright, since there’s no ghost, I’ll go back. You all should go back too. Remember, don’t go spreading talk about tonight’s events, understand?"

"Yes!"

Everyone knew that although Old Master Jin was generous with money, he was ruthless and brutal; four servants in the house had been beaten to death within a month!

So, whatever the Old Master said, was the law!

After Old Master returned to his room, he called over two maids to accompany him.

"Cough cough... rest assured, I am a decent man. It’s just that the house seems haunted tonight, having you two in my room will allow me to protect you!"

Originally, Jin Xiang intended to have the two maids lie down next to him, one on each side, to protect them closely.

However, he hadn’t paid much attention when he called them in, seeing that both were of average looks and everything else about them was average too, he simply lost interest and truly became proper, letting the two maids stand in the room while he lay down to sleep.

But just as he had lain down, Jin Xiang suddenly discovered that someone with disheveled hair was lying in his bed.

The person’s head was turned backwards as if it had been forcibly twisted around.

And in place of the pupils on the person’s face, there seemed to be hollows where the eyeballs had been gouged out, leaving nothing but dark voids.

"Ah——"

Jin Xiang was so frightened that he fell off the bed.

"A ghost!"

At that moment, the two maids looked at their own Old Master with blank faces.

"Old Master, there’s nothing on the bed!"

Upon a closer look, Jin Xiang saw indeed there was nothing on the bed.

Did I just see things?

Mustering his courage, Jin Xiang picked up the House-Protecting Treasure Sword hanging on the wall and used the tip of the sword to lift the blanket.

As expected, there was nothing inside.

It was as clean and empty as he was himself at that moment, with nothing at all.

"Old Master, what are you looking for?"

"Old Master, let me help you look."

Jin Xiang put away the sword, waving his hand and said, "It’s nothing."

"It’s okay, tell me what you’re looking for and I’ll help you find it. But Old Master, you’ll need to help me find where my eyes have gone first."

Upon hearing this, Jin Xiang turned his head around, only to find that the two maids that were just beside him had vanished.

In their place was the eyeless ghost with its head twisted back that had just appeared on his bed.

"Ah——"

Jin Xiang’s scream was filled with piercing despair.

Then, he rushed out into the courtyard once more.

Thus, the scene that just took place in the young master’s courtyard was reenacted in the Old Master’s courtyard.

The servants, hearing the noise, all came running over, only to find nothing inside the room.

The butler wrapped another one of his coats around Old Master.

"Old Master, perhaps you should wear trousers when you sleep! I only have these two coats, and it’s really not enough."