I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 143 What Is the Password_1

Chapter 143: Chapter 143 What Is the Password_1

You nodded, "Their pupils are all missing, which is a clear symbol of being harmed by Pupil Skill."

Xian Qianling seemed to think of something and turned to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I’m going to see Ma Xiaozhu, you guys stay here and wait for me to come back."

You and Wei Shuxian exchanged glances and said in unison, "That last line usually sounds pretty nice when girls say it, so why does it sound so awkward when she says it?"

Helplessly shaking your heads, the three of you walked out from the inner room. By now, Zhang Zifeng had finished smoking and was sitting on a chair in the living room, chatting intermittently with Chen Laifu.

"Boss, have you found the person who killed Ma Hong?"

Upon seeing you, Chen Laifu quickly approached, looking at you with concern.

You sighed softly, saying, "Not yet, just wait a bit more."

"Ah!" Chen Laifu sighed heavily, his expression easily revealing his deep loyalty to Ma Hong.

After some thought, you asked, "Did Ma Hong often offend people?"

"Although our boss’s reputation isn’t great and he can be a bit hot-tempered sometimes, he is always measured in his actions, never overly offending anyone, and he always keeps things to a reasonable level."

"Oh man, Ma Hong has been dealing with usury for so long, he hasn’t learned much else, but he’s pretty good at dealing with people," Zong Wangyue sneered.

Chen Laifu hung his head, "I know you young masters look down on my boss, but to us, his younger brothers, he was even closer than our own brothers. If it hadn’t been for him, we would have starved to death long ago."

You patted Chen Laifu on the shoulder, and immediately, countless images flashed through your eyes, among which you saw a Taoist in a green Taoist robe!

"Who is that Taoist in the green robe?"

Taken aback by your sudden question, Chen Laifu was stunned for a moment before he seemed to remember, "Boss, are you talking about Elder Daoist Ma?"

"Which Elder Daoist Ma?"

"Elder Daoist Ma is a Jianghu sorcerer from around here, he divines fortunes and reads geomancy for people in Qingjiang Alley up ahead. He borrowed fifty thousand yuan from our boss three years ago and has never been able to pay it back. Knowing his difficulties, our boss hasn’t pressed him too hard, just asked him to pay back slowly when he could afford it." Chen Laifu paused, then continued, "But Elder Daoist Ma isn’t a good man either, he spent all the money he swindled on his mistress; he never had any money to repay, so we brothers would occasionally have to confront him."

Zhang Zifeng looked at you and asked, "Little Li, is there something wrong with this Elder Daoist Ma?"

"I’m not sure, let’s do this: I’m getting a bit hungry, let’s go out for some noodles and meet this Elder Daoist Ma in Qingjiang Alley on the way."

"Alright, you guys go. I’ll stay here and watch things."

Leaving Ma Hong’s house, you and the others entered a small noodle shop in a nearby alley after walking through some side streets, judging from the decor of the restaurant, it must have been quite old.

"What would you like to eat?"

As soon as you sat down, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron came over, holding a small notebook in her hand.

"I’ll have two bowls, oh no, three bowls of beef noodles."

"Okay, three bowls of beef noodles," the woman was writing when she suddenly looked up at you, "Are the three bowls of beef noodles for one person, or for three?"

"Of course, it’s just for our boss," Zong Wangyue said with a laugh, "Don’t worry, ma’am, our boss has a big appetite, it’s not even certain he’ll be full after three bowls."

During military training previously, there was a record of you alone finishing the rice prepared for an entire table, and after Yang Kai, the blabbermouth, spread the story, now not only the supernatural detective society but probably the whole Faculty of Humanities knew of your glorious feat.

After the noodles arrived, you began to inquire about the recent situation of the detective agency.

According to Wei Shuxian, the reputation of the supernatural detective society had steadily risen to be among the top ten clubs in the entire university. However, due to your absence, the club’s new member recruitment had been continually delayed.

"Boss, look at Little Kai, Madman, and Black Bull; all their relationship issues have been settled," you said. "It’s about time we find a way out for us single dogs too."

"Black Bull?" You couldn’t help but express your surprise, "What about Black Bull?"

"Oh, right!" Zong Wangyue then remembered as if it suddenly dawned on him, "Speaking of Black Bull, I just remembered that bet you made with Yang Kai that night. Boss, you don’t know, that kid is in heaven now! Liu Qing, no matter how you put it, is one of the top ten beauties of our school, you know. Now look at how she treats Black Bull, being all servile and utterly attentive, just like a little nanny, obedient as can be—heck, we’re all drooling with envy here."

You smiled and said, "No wonder I didn’t see Black Bull back in the dorm, they’ve gone off to their own little world, eh?"

Wei Shuxian added, "The dude didn’t come back all of last night."

"Oh——"

The four men looked at each other and laughed with an expression that only men could understand.

"Oh, right. I have to give Madman a call; tell him to gather all the members at the headquarters tonight; let’s have a meeting," you said.

As you spoke, you took out your phone from your pocket, only to find it was out of battery when you turned it on.

You looked to Zong Wangyue at your side, "Zongzi, lend me your phone for a sec."

"Oh."

Zong Wangyue handed over his glittering gold phone to you, and you weighed it in your hand, "Pretty heavy, huh? Made of pure gold?"

"That it is," Zong Wangyue said, very much like a nouveau riche, lifting his head proudly.

"Tsk, show off!"

Both you and Wei Shuxian expressed your disdain with a snort.

When you powered on the phone, you discovered this guy had set a password.

"What’s the password?"

Unexpectedly, Zong Wangyue reported a long string of English, "cptbtptpbcptdtptp."

"What the heck?"

It wasn’t just you; Wei Shuxian and Dai Zhenan beside you were also stunned, heck, shocked!

"How can you remember such a long one?" Wei Shuxian asked.

Then Zong Wangyue chuckled and looked down shyly, with that timid and coy expression, weakly replying, "Well, it’s simple. It’s ’eating grapes without spitting out the skins, not eating grapes but spitting out the skins’."

"Smack!" Wei Shuxian slapped his own forehead, imitating your tone, "Can your IQ stop pretending to be so highbrow, for God’s sake!"

You too shook your head helplessly; honestly, you didn’t believe it at first, since phone passwords are usually just a few digits, but then you actually managed to type it all in!

The moment the screen lit up—"Pfft!"

You spat out a piece of beef you had just put in your mouth, which just so happened to fly into Zong Wangyue’s mouth, who was about to have some noodles!

"Argh!! Ptoo, ptoo, ptoo!"

Zong Wangyue hastily spat out vigorously, then after wiping his mouth, he looked at you with eyes filled with resentment, "Boss, you nearly ruined my pure first kiss there!"

"Get lost!"

You handed the phone to Wei Shuxian and Dai Zhenan to see the screen, only for Wei Shuxian to spit out the soup he was drinking right onto Zong Wangyue’s face!