Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

The dishes on Tong and the other two's table were finally all served. During this time, Changmingsuo and the others had eaten until they were about 60-70% full.

"You've eaten enough. Why don't you tell us more about the information you've gathered?"

Tong kept moving her hands and mouth, frantically devouring the food on the table. She put a plate of beef slices into the pot, then immediately scooped up some tripe and beef trachea that someone had put in, and stuffed them into her mouth.

Of course, they were also unwilling to give up the chance to get information from the longevity lock as soon as possible.

Clearly, Hitomi is a greedy woman who wants everything.

By this time, Changmingsuo and Zhudu had almost finished eating. Changmingsuo knew that there would be some actions to take later, so it was not convenient for him to eat too much. Zhudu, on the other hand, was bound by the precepts and rules of Taoism, and stopped eating when he was seven-tenths full.

Not everyone is like Hitomi, a reincarnated starving ghost hoping to get a free meal and live on it for three days...

"Don't rush, this is the most famous and popular hot pot restaurant in Zhongpu District. Normally you have to queue for several hours to get in. If it weren't for the recent so-called ghost story, which has reduced the number of people, we would have been lucky and might not have been able to get a table."

Longevity Lock leisurely ate food from time to time, showing little interest in the commission to investigate the restaurant's haunting incident.

"Mmm, delicious, really delicious. Isn't that right, Master Zhu?"

Tong gave a few perfunctory compliments—if you want to know the key information, you have to be patient first, and continue following the longevity lock's words.

As he spoke, he winked at Zhu.

(In the shadows, Dujuan: How dare she flirt with a man other than her master? This person is already courting death!)

Zhu was stunned for a while, thinking that the director had gotten sand in his eye or something was wrong. But then she felt that she wasn't very close to the director, and wondered if it would be offensive to suddenly step forward and help blow his eyes...

Oh!

After a while,

Zhu suddenly realized!

"Yes, yes, the director is right."

Zhu echoed, then, seemingly realizing his words lacked persuasiveness, added:

"This is the best hot pot I've ever had."

Actually, the Taoist priest didn't have any hot pot to eat on the mountain.

"Hehehehe...Isn't my taste good? This is Lao Zhongpu!"

Changmingsuo seemed pleased to hear that even the taciturn Zhu Daozhang had praised her favorite hot pot restaurant.

"Now can you tell us the details of the commission?"

Tong seized every opportunity, making no attempt to conceal his purpose.

"Alright, alright, this old lady has been around the streets for a while, and I've heard rumors about this haunted restaurant..."

Changming Suo lowered her head slightly, obscuring her expression—as one of the instigators of the hotel's haunting, the thought of having to fabricate a story to fool people made her want to laugh...

"It is said that this Linglong Pavilion is the property of the Wuliyu family. Many years ago, it was a place where noble families and high-ranking officials drank and made merry."

"But it is said that all the musicians who played for the powerful families perished in a fire, and their resentment has not yet dissipated..."

"Especially that musician Xiaoran, whose zither playing was unparalleled in Kowloon back then, tsk tsk... what a pity."

"Although the Dazhong Food City was rebuilt on the site of the former Linglong Pavilion, the resentment and regret that have taken hold have not dissipated..."

Longevity Lock was a good storyteller, her intonation was captivating, and both Tong and Zhu listened attentively, even Tong slowed down her eating pace by a third...

"I've also heard that some people, when they get off work late at night, walk down that corridor outside this store, and no matter how long it's just a corridor, they can't seem to reach the end..."

"Then! They will hear the sound of raging fire! And then, countless mournful cries will follow—"

At this moment, for some reason, the noisy chatter of the diners in the Zhongpu Hot Pot restaurant gradually subsided...

However, Tong and Zhu were listening intently to the story and didn't notice.

Then they turned around and saw it—!!!

The longevity lock's expression, feigning fear, was meant to pique people's interest.

The young Taoist priest immediately took the bait and cooperatively pressed on with the question:

What did they see?

"Of course, it's a pitiful female ghost that appeared out of nowhere!"

The longevity lock made a face again and cried out loudly:

"Waaaaah—Give me back my life!!!"

However, Tong and Master Zhu remained unmoved as they watched the Longevity Lock perform what it thought was a ferocious and frightening act.

The restaurant was now completely silent...

"Hey? Isn't it scary? Give me some reaction, you two?!"

Changming Suo slammed his hand on the table and stood up, seemingly dissatisfied with Tong and Zhu's performance.

Tong chewed hard on the meat stuffed in her mouth, gulped down a large mouthful of free tea, forced the food down, let out a loud burp, and then looked at the longevity lock.

"Ah...ah...how scary."

Seeing that Director Tong had agreed, Master Zhu responded in a similar manner:

"Yeah, scary."

"Hmph... You guys can still stay calm now... I hope you can still stay calm when it really gets haunted later."

Enraged, Changmingsuo threw his chopsticks down on the table.

As if to echo what the longevity lock had said, a thick white fog suddenly billowed out of the restaurant...

The items in the store also made unnatural noises.

It looks like something is coming?

Coming to her senses, Tong looked around again—

The lights were dim, and the surrounding diners had vanished without a trace—it was as if they, as the descendants of the dragon, had been dragged into a bizarre space that resembled reality...

Similarly, the longevity lock disappeared at some point.

"Director...? Did you hear anything?"

Zhu cautiously grabbed a handful of yellow talismans.

"Why is there a sudden gust of wind...? Hey, look, in the pot?!"

The director suddenly noticed something, pointed at the hot pot with two broths and exclaimed in surprise.

"The spicy half of the hot pot turned white??"

"Hehe... A hot pot with two separate broths, also known as a yin-yang pot, one red and one white, one yin and one yang..."

The sound of the longevity lock suddenly drifted faintly from a distant direction...

"The living eat the spicy broth, the dead eat the mild broth, so be careful not to put your chopsticks in the wrong soup or drink the wrong broth... hehehe~"

Changmingsuo looked at Zhu and Tong, who were dizzy and disoriented in the thick white fog, talking about finding clues and tapping and touching this and that. She found it very funny, took a few candies from the front desk, and went straight to the rooftop.

"Grandma's going first!"

"A longevity lock?! Where are you going?!"

Both Tong and Zhu were now wary of the Longevity Lock.

Ugh, what a waste! There's still half a table of food left uneaten!

"The fog is so thick! We can't see anything... Candle! Let's not split up! Splitting up in a horror movie is bound to end badly!"

This damn fog had to come of all times—just when the longevity lock was finished eating and before this director had even finished his meal! Waaaaaah! Longevity lock! Longevity lock! Longevity lock! You'd better pray this fog has nothing to do with you!!

Soon after, the fog lifted a little, and Tong and Zhu began searching for clues in the empty little space.

First, they found a radio playing suffocatingly harsh criticism, seemingly blaming some musician for not performing well enough...

Then I found a diary—oh my god! It's the kind of diary that's indispensable in horror stories!

It depicts a half-mad man who bears the burden of family honor and demands a lot of himself, yet cannot withstand the pressure...

Then there's a rocking chair of unclear meaning, with what appears to be a man lying on it, tormented by a nightmare of a female ghost haunting him...

Finally, a female ghost suddenly appeared close to her face, without saying a word, played a few notes on her pipa, dropped a feather from the Dragon Realm that was imbued with dragon power, and then disappeared again...

Of course, Tong was a worldly person, and Master Zhu was a professional ghost hunter. They were not frightened at all and remained as calm as when they listened to Changmingsuo's story.

The main thing is that the female ghost was really beautiful! It was really cool!

Suddenly pressing your face against someone's only exciting, okay?!

..............

"I've inquired; my second grandfather disappeared right here on this rooftop. I had the manager check the security footage, but there's no record of him leaving the hot pot restaurant..."

After a brief moment of tenderness, Yu Bing and Min Moyou quickly put finding their grandfather back on the agenda.

“Didn’t you say that the answer I’m looking for is here? Although it’s certain that my second grandfather disappeared here, I’ve already notified people to keep an eye out, but there’s no sign of him anywhere in this hot pot restaurant.”

"My second grandfather, as a clan elder, even if he wasn't highly regarded, was not someone our Yu clan's affiliated enterprises could disregard. Yet, he just suddenly disappeared right under their noses..."

Yu Bing was still in Min Moyou's arms, raising her chin, her bright eyes filled with a hint of lingering fear.

"I listened to you and believed you. Do you have any news about my second grandfather? Please tell me, okay? He's in his seventies or eighties, and he went missing three days ago... "

Second Grandfather was the last relative who made Yu Bing feel the warmth of family affection.

Not far from where Yu Bing and Min Moyou were standing together, there was a cracked entrance to the Dragon Realm emitting traces of magical power.

Although Yu Bing, being a descendant of the dragon, could sense some abnormal magical energy dissipating and flowing around her, she was completely unaware that there was a Dragon Domain nearby, as she knew nothing about it.

She hadn't even considered the possibility that her second grandfather was in the Dragon Realm.

In fact, the existence of the Dragon Realm is not easy to discover.

Aside from the special methods of some powerful Dragon Princes and the Dragon Suppressing Division, most of the time, it was only through repeated calculations by Dragon Princes who were proficient in geomancy that the entrance to the Dragon Realm could be found with difficulty.

Of course, this excludes Tong, who has the cheat ability of seeing the dragon realm directly.

Seeing Yu Bing's anxious expression, Min Moyou stopped hiding anything and decided to tell her everything he knew to put her at ease.

Min Moyou is that kind of person. Yu Bing chose to unconditionally believe his comfort, so he wouldn't think of disappointing Yu Bing or worrying about her.

Moreover, the purpose of coming here tonight is really just to help Yubing find her second grandfather, and then use the Human Banner to plunder the dragon remains and the female ghost Xiaoran in the Dragon Realm.

As for whether he would meet Hitomi, who also came to this place in the story, he hadn't thought much about it, nor was it his intention.

Or rather... they weren't prepared.

For some reason, Min Moyou felt that his feelings for Tong were more complicated—having been intimate with her, Min Moyou had come to regard Tong as his possession.

Occasionally, when I think back to her, I reminisce about the memories we shared, and a slight worry arises about whether that poor woman has enough to eat and wear.

She would be annoyed if her subordinates reported that she had talked, had contact with, or even had the slightest connection with any other male animal!

Letting her go so easily back then... it was definitely too lenient on her!