What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 37 The Prodigal Son Returns
"Why do I suddenly feel so free? I'm not used to it."

Xia Qing returned home and took another nap.

However, the power of Tai Chi in strengthening and regulating the body's vital energy and blood is so great that even though I stayed up all night yesterday, I couldn't fall asleep again after only two hours of sleep.

With two hours to go before lunch, Xia Qing, who had nothing to do, felt a little uncomfortable.

He had been preoccupied with the matter of bewitching nightmares, so he dared not slack off for a moment, and his days were filled with contentment.

Although there's not much entertainment, I also don't have the energy to think about those trivial things.

The Bewitching Nightmare is now dead.

Although the matter between Viper and Grandpa Zhang is urgent, it has to wait until tomorrow, so there's no use in rushing it.

Let's make some preparations first. Firstly, we don't have any money, and secondly, one day seems a bit too little time to upgrade our martial arts skills.

After the Tai Chi Chuan and Money Dart techniques have been upgraded one after another, the difficulty of enlightenment and the psychological threshold have become quite high. It takes time and opportunity to reach the standard.

Even the Overlord Halberd Technique, which is relatively easy to upgrade, will have to wait until tomorrow's big battle.

After careful consideration, Xia Qing realized that she had nothing to do today.

"Never mind, let's go out for a walk."

Feeling restless, Xia Qing got up and decided to go out for a stroll.

As they wandered around, they ended up at the bald man's stall in Hero Park again.

Unfortunately, the bald guy still didn't show up for his stall. I don't know if he moved to another location or quit altogether.

However, seeing the object reminded Xia Qing of her earlier plan to film a video.

"Tai Chi practitioners like to show off their skills in front of others; I wonder if that works online."

Xia Qing pondered for a moment and decided to give it a try.

Nowadays, various video platforms are channels for self-expression and monetization, which perfectly suits the preferences of money darts and Tai Chi.

With that in mind, he excitedly went home and tried filming short videos.

However, he really wasn't the type to show off, and he couldn't bring himself to do that kind of pretentious act or call someone "bro" all the time.

After thinking it over, I decided not to show my face on camera, but simply recorded some videos of myself practicing darts and demonstrating techniques.

After recording and making some minor edits, he uploaded it directly to some common video platforms and then stopped paying attention to it for the time being.

(This isn't a live stream post; it's just that in a modern context, the internet is unavoidable, so I'll mention it occasionally.)
He ate lunch prepared by his mother, Zhou Ying, and then, unable to sit still, he turned around and went out again.

This time, instead of going to Heroes Park, we went to a nearby, bustling park square.

Tomorrow we will face another new nightmare whose strength and abilities are unknown.

There are also vipers whose motives are unknown but are definitely malicious.

It's really unsettling to not have any money in your pocket.

He planned to look around and see if there were any other unscrupulous business owners like the bald man nearby.

After all, doing this kind of thing is indeed a quick and easy way to make money for him, and he's almost become addicted to it.

However, he still had some principles. He wouldn't harm people who were honestly doing business; he just wanted to see if there were any more bald guys like him.

This search immediately made Xia Qing unable to hold back her emotions.

"you you you you……"

The familiar bald man, upon seeing Xia Qing, looked as if he had seen a ghost; his expression changed drastically, and he jumped up from the plastic stool in a flash.

"Hey, someone I know! You've moved to a different place?"

Xia Qing also smiled brightly, looking down at the ring toss stall in front of her.

The ducks on display were alive, placed on individual plastic stools without any fixed method, yet they all stayed there obediently.

It seems to be using the same method as the fat guy in the floral shirt who trained the geese before.

"No, no, I didn't do it anymore. My friend set it up."

The bald man forced a smile, but while he smiled apologetically, his hand behind his back was frantically waving and gesturing.

"Baldy, what's up? Your friend?"

On the square plastic chair next to the bald man, another bald man wearing flip-flops and with his legs crossed got up and moved closer, looking puzzled and confused. He clearly didn't understand the meaning of the bald man's gesture.

"Take it, take it, take it! I'll fucking let you take it!"

Faced with such a terrible teammate, the bald man was so angry that he stopped secretly making hand gestures and started shouting.

"Nonsense, I just set it up, why would I take it down?"

The bald man rolled his eyes, but then realized that the bald man's behavior was definitely because of Xia Qing. He glanced at him and said, "What, is he a city management officer? City management officers can't manage this place. I'm setting up a stall legally."

"...Never mind, good luck to you."

The bald man choked on his words and simply gave up.

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

"Can I play with it? How much are the rings?"

Xia Qing glanced at the bald man with a smile, then looked at the man with a receding hairline.

The bald man was startled by that glance and immediately raised his hand to indicate that it had nothing to do with him.

"Oh? You want to play? Okay, five yuan each, how many do you want?"

Upon hearing that business had come in, the bald man immediately became more enthusiastic.

"Twenty, I guess."

Xia Qing glanced at the stall briefly; there were five ducks in four rows, exactly twenty ducks.

"Row."

The bald man enthusiastically counted twenty rings and handed them to Xia Qing, along with a QR code.

Xia Qing paid, took the plastic ring, and casually picked one up and threw it away.

Missed.

Just like the goose before, the duck reflexively dodged and finally landed on its upturned rump.

"Hey, hey, let's make this clear first, this doesn't count."

Before Xia Qing could move, the bald man hurriedly came up again.

"It's over."

The bald man next to him couldn't bear to look and covered his face.

He had already recalled his nightmare experience from a few days ago.

He had personally experienced Xia Qing's accuracy in throwing rings more than once.

And there's also what happened last time.

He knew perfectly well that this person was capable of harming someone by plucking a leaf.

How could you possibly miss a duck?
This is clearly a sting operation!

However, he had already done his best and left the rest to fate.

Under Xia Qing's intimidation, he dared not say anything more.

Or to put it more cynically, people are always a little bit schadenfreude; they don't want others to have an easy time when they've suffered a loss themselves.

as predicted.

What happened next was quite delightful.

Xia Qing casually tossed the plastic rings around the ducks' necks as if they were trash, and they landed precisely on each duck.

"You fucking came here looking for trouble..."

Watching Xia Qing snatch his duck away with perfect accuracy, the bald man's face grew increasingly pale.

Until the last loop, pulled and startled, snagged the duck's neck, sending it soaring into the air. Startled, it turned its head to the side, simultaneously catching the last two ducks. He finally couldn't hold back any longer and exploded.

"No, no, no, it's just business. We operate with integrity and are willing to accept the consequences. Why are you in such a hurry?"

The bald man was terrified and quickly grabbed the bald man, while looking at Xia Qing: "We'll buy it back at the price, okay?"

(End of this chapter)