Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

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"Dumplings are here!"

The young man brought out a plate of steaming dumplings.

Jiang Chaosheng said:

"Thanks."

Upon hearing this thank you, the young man's face flushed with excitement.

"No, you're welcome. Please enjoy your meal."

Jiang Chaosheng frowned and glanced at him.

This investigator is so oblivious; he's watching people eat!

The young man understood and scratched his head awkwardly.

"Please enjoy your meal, please enjoy your meal. I'll go to the back to get back to work."

The young man pretended to wipe the table with a rag.

As he wiped, he walked towards the kitchen, his eyes 'inadvertently' glancing in Jiang Chaosheng's direction.

The window connecting the kitchen and dining room was opened, and a chef wearing a white hat poked his head out.

The chef pretended to fill the sauce, but his eyes were secretly glancing at Jiang Chaosheng.

What are they expecting?

Jiang Chaosheng picked up a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and put it in his mouth with a piece of chili pepper.

chew.

The fresh and fragrant flavor bursts in your mouth, and the filling is seasoned just right.

He nodded.

The taste is indeed very good.

Jiang Chaosheng picked up another dumpling.

The young man looked at the chef with admiration on his face and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

The chef looked smug; Mr. Dusk loved his dumplings!

This is something you can brag about until you retire!

It's dusk!

He exterminated the ghost magistrate, subdued the Yin-Yang Master, beheaded Lucifer, and slew the Black God.

These are events they already know about; what about those they don't?

Both Lucifer and the Black God say that twilight is the time of the King of Men.

The Human Emperor?

What does that mean?

Isn't he just a guardian deity who protects the human world and ensures the safety of all people?

The barnacle group had countless members who fought tooth and nail to monitor Dusk!

They didn't understand why they needed to monitor Hunhun; the leaders all seemed wary of Hunhun causing trouble.

joke!

Without Huang Hun's recent display of power, who knows what kind of disaster the Xia Kingdom would have suffered!

However, an order is an order, and obeying orders is their duty.

At this moment, Jiang Chaosheng suddenly put down his chopsticks, placed one hundred yuan on the table, and walked outside.

The boss and the chef were stunned.

You haven't finished eating yet, why are you leaving?

The chef frowned as he walked out of the kitchen, picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks, and chewed it carefully.

After a while.

The chef slapped his thigh in frustration and said:

"Damn! I added cilantro! Does Mr. Twilight not like cilantro?"

The boss had already taken out his work phone and started taking notes seriously:

"The weather is clear. At 8:12 a.m., we arrived at the third monitoring point in Barnacles at dusk."

Dusk... likes it dipped in vinegar, dislikes cilantro. Dusk's image—"

He frowned and pondered for a long time before finally writing:

"I still can't remember."

Suddenly, the chef remembered something and ran after the dumpling restaurant.

He stood on the street, his eyes scanning the passing crowd anxiously. A few minutes later, he returned dejectedly.

The boss asked, "Where have you been?"

The chef sighed:

"Since I can remember what Mr. Twilight looks like when I see him again, I'm thinking of taking the initiative to find him and see if I can recognize him."

I just tried it; there were so many people on the street, but not a single one reminded me of what dusk looks like.

He paused, his tone complex: "Mr. Twilight... he's practically a bug in the system."

He didn't know that it was one of the powers of the Forgotten Ring.

The wearer can minimize the attention others pay to them—in other words, make their presence extremely low.

......

The capital city, Beiman Mountain, the Bureau of Abnormalities.

Cao Ye received a surveillance report about dusk.

He opened the file with a hint of anticipation, but after a moment, his expression turned strange.

"Do you like it with vinegar but not with cilantro?"

He lit a cigarette and remained silent for a while.

"What is all this nonsense?"

......

The dumplings were indeed quite delicious.

But Jiang Chaosheng left in a hurry because he sensed that someone from the Zero Antique Shop had arrived.

The dumpling restaurant is not far from the shop; it only takes about ten minutes to walk back.

He pushed open the door and saw a person standing in the hall.

He was a young man wearing a Tang suit.

His features were delicate and refined, with a faint smile playing on his lips.

Jiang Chaosheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Evil Qilin?

The higher-ups on Tai Ping Road all knew the location of the Zero Antique Shop, but no one dared to set foot there—they considered it a forbidden area.

Upon seeing Jiang Chaosheng, the evil Qilin respectfully performed a Buddhist salute.

"I have met Mr. Twilight."

Jiang Chaosheng nodded in response.

He walked toward the head seat at the tea table, his steps unhurried.

"The Black God incident was caused by you."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

The evil Qilin nodded honestly, a genuine look of admiration appearing in its eyes:

"yes.

First of all, congratulations, sir, for defeating the Black God and saving millions of people in the South China Sea.

This is a great act of kindness, comparable to building a seven-story pagoda!

He assumed Jiang Chaosheng had heard about this from Xie Yujiao, about his resurrection of the Spear of Longinus.

There are people from the Taiping Dao in the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs.

The message that came back from the other side said that his good sister, Xie Yujiao, had betrayed Taiping Dao and become a henchman of Huanghun.

They must have already sold themselves out completely.

He wronged Xie Yujiao.

Xie Yujiao did want to get close to Huanghun, but Huanghun never summoned her.

Jiang Chaosheng glanced at him, his gaze indifferent:

"Your shamelessness is quite amusing."

But why don't you dare let me, the real person, come to see me?

Your timid and hesitant manner doesn't match your arrogance.

He saw through it at a glance; the one in front of him was not the real Evil Qilin, but a clone of Ghost Hair.

Number 4-19, Ghost Hair.

Forbidden items that can increase one's life level.

If an ordinary person uses it, at most they will turn themselves into a monster that coexists with the demon hair.

However, the evil Qilin can use it to create a complete clone.

It is clearly a forbidden item of the "4" series, but he has managed to use it to function as a "3" series item.

It seems that the Evil Qilin also has considerable talent in cultivation.

The evil Qilin smiled:

"This humble monk has too many taboo items on him."

If his true form were to come here, wouldn't he be suppressed and killed by the master right here?

Jiang Chaosheng thought for a moment, then remained noncommittal:

"That's true. Please sit down, and help yourself to your tea."

He acted casually, as if he were facing an ordinary guest rather than enemies from two opposing camps.

The evil Qilin clasped his hands together again:

"Thank you, sir."

He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.

The entrance was cold?

Generally speaking, the aroma of Longjing tea will dissipate once it cools down.

Mr. Twilight's taste... is indeed quite unique.

He didn't know that it wasn't because he had unique taste, but simply because no one cooked for him.

Actually, this tea was all leftover from the previous day.

The evil Qilin put down his teacup and said seriously:

"This humble monk would like to make a deal with you, sir."

Jiang Chaosheng replied succinctly: "Okay."

The evil Qilin was stunned.

He had considered many possible answers.

Dusk might ask, "What deal?", or it might sneer, "Are you worthy?"

I really didn't expect that Huang Hun would agree so readily!

Doesn't he ever consider that this might be a trap?

Or is he so confident that he doesn't even respect himself?

A subtle sense of unease welled up in Xie Qilin's heart.

Do you look down on me?

He calmed himself down and continued:

"I have a property in Shenzhen that was quite popular a few years ago, called Dream Island Resort."

While my husband was cleaning up the Black God, I renovated the place.

If you are interested, sir, please visit there.

He emphasized the word "renovation".

The evil Qilin took out an invitation from his pocket and placed it on the table:

"It's free, consider it my treat, sir."

Jiang Chaosheng did not look at the invitation:

"Go on."

The evil Qilin said:

"If you come, I will treat you with the utmost courtesy."

He paused, his gaze fixed on Jiang Chaosheng's face, a provocative smile playing on his lips:

"If you survive, I will tell you the location of the 'Cowherd'."

He waited.

Waiting to see dusk frown, waiting to see dusk moved, waiting to see dusk question: "Are you challenging me?"

Or perhaps, dusk will use forbidden things to bribe him.

Jiang Chaosheng raised his eyes: "Are you finished?"

Xie Qilin's expression froze.

This...that's it?

The evil Qilin blinked in surprise:

"Uh...that's all."

Jiang Chaosheng drew his flintlock pistol from his lower back.

Raise your hand.

Pull the trigger.

boom.

The bullet struck the evil Qilin precisely between the eyebrows.

The evil Qilin stared at him wide-eyed, incredulous.

"you--"

Why?

How could he remain so calm and collected, lured by the information about the male escort and threatened by the trap he had carefully set?

Doesn't he want to learn more from me?

How could he... treat his clone like a fly and swat it away so easily?

He clearly had so much more to say, so many traps to set, and so many schemes to devise.

He believed that as long as people have desires, they can be deceived and exploited.

But his words had absolutely no effect on him?

This ghost's clone is very rare.

Fortunately, they only sent a ghost clone.

Otherwise, you'll be the one who dies.

Jiang Chaosheng picked up the invitation from the table and muttered something under his breath:

"So long-winded and tedious."

The evil Qilin's form transformed into a wisp of black smoke.

As the black smoke dissipated, a burning black hair fell to the floor.

Jiang Chaosheng looked down at the invitation in his hand.

Dream Island Resort.

The address was printed clearly.

He was quite curious: was all that trouble Xie Qilin had gone through just to "renovate" that resort?

This so-called "renovation" should also be related to taboo items.

The evil Qilin is indeed very adept at using forbidden objects.

No one knows what forbidden object is hidden on Dream Island.

Jiang Chaosheng muttered to himself:

"Finally, I have something to do."

After recovering the lost forbidden item, his target remained the male prostitute.

It would be too difficult to take in a male prostitute—he didn't even know where the male prostitute was.

Now, he has absolutely no idea what to do or how to break this deadlock.

Before the arrival of "variables," time is the most precious thing, more precious than anything forbidden.

Staying stuck in the Zero Antique Shop will only waste time.

I don't know what to do to break this deadlock.

That Dream Island resort, is it probably dangerous?

Jiang Chaosheng didn't care.

He would rather make a mistake than do nothing.