The senior sister didn't come home, she just called me. I adjusted my voice to sound joyful, "It's fine now. I'll treat you to dinner tonight to get rid of your bad luck."
"This Prince deliberately died in my car. Fortunately, the police were serious and responsible this time, otherwise this situation..."
Probably sensing my lack of reaction on the other end, the senior sister paused, "You already know."
"Actually, I don't know anything. Teacher Wang Ren wanted to tell me something, but I politely declined."
"Liar!"
"No, even if I knew something, it would be speculation. No one told me, and I have no evidence. It's quite lonely at home. At your urging, I bought this house. It's not right for you to leave like this."
Hearing this, the senior sister laughed heartily on the phone, "I'm not coming back. I'll get my things when you're at school. I'll leave the key under the doormat. Back in 2000, I heard Cao Shi rescued a clear-headed child, but I didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect your charm to be so strong. I'm really reluctant to let you go."
I chuckled, "What step in the PUA process is this?"
"Annoying! That's all for now!"
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The senior sister left the city. When I got home that night, she had packed up all her belongings. Looking at the empty house, I thought for a moment and moved my computer to the master bedroom, spreading the sheets on the large, round bed. A single man should be free to slaughter in the virtual world! I was enjoying myself when I heard the doorbell ring. I frowned, wondering who it could be at this hour. My senior sister wasn't the indecisive type; if she said she was leaving, she was gone.
"If you're preparing weapons, forget it. It's me! I found the key under the doormat. Qianqian has this habit."
I walked out of the bedroom and saw a胖子 standing in the living room, a food carrier in his left hand and a dozen beers in his right. His pockets were bulging.
This glutton, true to his name, couldn't be without food wherever he went.
"What did you bring?"
"Braised pork ribs with pickled cabbage. The bag has drunken peanuts."
I smiled, "There are plates in the kitchen. I'll get them."
We sat in the living room, eating and drinking, the peanuts served on a plate on the coffee table. Old Ghost surveyed the environment and chuckled, "You two haven't even shared a bed in this place. Qianqian went easy on you."
"Do you know that Senior Sister is from 'Logical Paradox'?"
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"I do!"
"Then why did you still take her as a disciple?"
Old Ghost pondered for a moment before replying, "If I could have stood by and watched someone jump off a building, we wouldn't have this connection we have now."
Whether it was Old Ghost's skillful rhetoric or that he was speaking directly to my heart, I felt there was no point in arguing. I opened a can of beer and handed it to him, "Shall I offer you a cup of tea? Little Martial Uncle."
"Chang She Gui really did something meaningless. He's dead, yet he still wanted to snatch a disciple from me."
"I'm not your disciple."
"Right, you'll still call me Old Ghost from now on. Don't call me Little Martial Uncle; it sounds awkward."
"What is Gui Men?"
"My fellow disciples and I are five orphans. Our master named us the Five Ghosts. Privately, we call ourselves Gui Men, and our founding ancestor is Gui Guzi. Senior Sister disagrees, but we feel it's good, so she went along with the majority. By the way, don't take what Senior Sister said about there being only one Schemer in this world to heart. There's no lineage of Schemers in this world. The term 'Schemer' was coined by our master, Teacher Wende."
"What about Gui Guzi?"
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"Gui Guzi was a Sage of Schemes. Those powerful strategists from the Spring and Autumn period were his disciples. By the time of my master's generation, with the founding of New China, old things were replaced. Some people from various walks of life wanted to find an ancestor for themselves. Master wanted to be a Taoist priest, a disciple of Wudang or Quanzhen, and he had even chosen a Taoist name, but it didn't work out."
"Why?"
"Taoist priests don't restrict marriage and having children, but being too promiscuous isn't allowed either. Master had this flaw; his confidantes were spread across the vast land of China."
"Grandmaster had this trait?"
"What do you think? Later, Master saw that Lao Tzu, Confucius, and Mencius all had successors. Unwilling to be outdone, he became a successor of Gui Guzi, proclaiming himself the fifty-fourth generation successor of the Schemer, a single lineage, and stated that there would only be one Schemer in the world in each era."
I laughed heartily and raised my glass to drink with Old Ghost. Old Ghost, fueled by a bit of alcohol, continued, "Chinese civilization spans five thousand years. Master calculated that fifty-four generations were roughly appropriate, so he decided to have us compete for the fifty-fifth generation Schemer. Senior Brother and Senior Sister were very dedicated."
"What about you?"
"Teacher Wende asked me why I wasn't working hard. I told the old man that having four people to play with was enough. Instead of spending time competing to be the Schemer, wouldn't it be better for me to eat a tanghulu and listen to some opera?"
So, Old Ghost had always been a maverick. Suddenly, I was full of questions. "I heard that when Grandmaster died, he wrote a 'seal' character in Chang She Gui Li Jiu's hand. Later, there were changes among your fellow disciples, and he didn't get involved."
"When your own children fight, it's wrong to hit anyone. Not taking sides is also wrong. When we started arguing, the old man decisively sealed the situation, giving himself a justification. Later, Miss Gao... died, Li Jiu defected, and Zhu Guang fled. The old man also regretted it, but some things are over, and there are no regrets."
Old Ghost spoke of this matter with difficulty, especially when mentioning Miss Gao's death, with a pause of sadness! I originally wanted to ask if Miss Gao had liked Li Jiu back then, and if Old Ghost had liked Miss Gao. But seeing Old Ghost's expression, I felt it would be too abrupt, so I didn't ask. Instead, I asked, "Why is your account completely different from what Teacher Wang Ren said?"
"Senior Sister speaks of history; I speak of family history. King Ying Zheng of Qin, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang, Genghis Khan, the great conqueror, weren't these men mighty? In the hearts of their sons, they were still ordinary people who ate, drank, and defecated."
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"Teacher Wang Ren also told me a story. She changed the protagonist. There was a woman who lived like a blade of grass and had four abortions. Is this family history or history?"
Old Ghost crushed the empty beer can and looked at me in surprise, "Didn't Senior Sister explain it to you?"
"I didn't listen."
"You don't want to know, yet you ask me."
"I always felt that what Teacher Wang Ren said was too heavy; I wanted to hear your version."
"Four abortions, that was Qianqian's method."
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Qianqian was the senior sister's given name. When Old Ghost first met Qianqian, she was living her life to the fullest under someone else's identity.
Initially, Old Ghost didn't know about Qianqian. By chance, Old Ghost wanted to find a young man named Wang Zi, who was a university teacher. He was extremely intelligent, rumored to learn any skill quickly and surpass his master. Old Ghost was interested in this young man because Wang Zi had tricked a con artist with the skill level of a Schemer.
After a brief interaction, even Old Ghost was shocked. Wang Zi was erudite, intelligent, and agile, a rare talent. At that moment, Old Ghost even had the idea of taking him as a disciple. He knew Wang Zi's capabilities; Wang Zi learned everything quickly and could surpass his master in any skill. Old Ghost thought, if he taught Wang Zi the art of scheming, would Wang Zi surpass him?
After Wang Zi joined, he learned quickly. However, each time he analyzed and broke a situation, Old Ghost was not satisfied. Perhaps Wang Zi was too intelligent; Old Ghost always felt Wang Zi could do better. Wang Zi, on the other hand, believed Old Ghost was demanding he use paradoxes. All things in the world do not belong to anyone; all things in the world can be used by me. How could an unfamiliar skill or ability be wielded effortlessly as a weapon?
The gap between them grew, and they parted ways. Just as Old Ghost was preparing to leave the school, he accidentally met a girl, brimming with youth and innocence.
When Old Ghost saw the girl's hand intertwined with Wang Zi's, wrinkles appeared at the corners of Wang Zi's eyes. Many times, Old Ghost believed that the main reason Wang Zi's schemes were not perfect was that they lacked grounding. The appearance of this girl seemed to tie a red thread between the divine and the mortal.
In the following days, Old Ghost did not leave but investigated the girl. He discovered that the girl was attending university under someone else's identity, and this was not the first time she had done so. Moreover, the girl's contact with Wang Zi was not due to Wang Zi's extraordinary talent. Often, the girl needed Wang Zi's talents to provide her with some help. To this end, the girl, through the intimate relationship of boyfriend and girlfriend, controlled Wang Zi. Through four abortions, she had perfectly turned Wang Zi into a puppet in her palm.
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After that, Wang Zi was absorbed by Chang She Gui, and Old Ghost unhesitatingly took the girl Qianqian as his disciple. Just as Teacher Wang Ren's story said, although Wang Zi and Qianqian's relationship was broken, their connection was not. Qianqian, through letters, tried to understand Wang Zi's intentions and helped him complete one task after another assigned by Chang She Gui. Chang She Gui knew about this, so he designated Wang Zi's nickname as 'Shadow.' 'Shadow' is produced because light cannot penetrate that 'existence,' so Chang She Gui truly relied on Qianqian. https:/
Wang Zi returned under the name 'Shadow' and, along with Qianqian, conspired against Old Ghost. They failed, and Qianqian pretended to be a victim, faking a suicide attempt. Old Ghost knew very well that Qianqian was faking it. There was no reason for an ordinary person to keep an enemy's informant by their side. However, Old Ghost was no ordinary person. Qianqian was like a mirror. The enemy saw him through the 'mirror,' and he saw the 'enemy' through the mirror.
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Although Qianqian was an enemy spy, Old Ghost sincerely taught her. However, Qianqian's preferred skills were disguise, props, and drugs. Qianqian was adept at using these straightforward methods to disrupt people's mental state. For example, Li Qian from the city hospital who helped me escape, the bowls of porridge that made me think I was dreaming, and most recently, her tactic of entering dreams, which successfully destroyed Fang Zidong's violent self-regulation psychological mechanism, turning him into a furious madman.
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"So, your visit this time isn't just for a drink, is it?"
"Just dropping by to see you."
"Back then, you said the counterfeit money scam in Chengdu was related to 'Logical Paradox.' You lied to me. The real connection was that Senior Sister returned to that 'home,' and you followed her."
Old Ghost chuckled, "Tang Nan, you started from a low point, but you're getting better and better."
I felt a pang of sadness, "When are you leaving?"
"After finishing this can of beer."
"When will we meet again?"
"If I don't die at the hands of the 'Mentor,' then we'll meet again."
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It seemed Old Ghost was going to a decisive battle with the big boss, 'Mentor.' Suddenly, I felt a surge of fighting spirit and loudly declared, "I'll go with you."
"No need. You're not my disciple."
After going in circles, he was waiting for me here? I didn't resort to force, thinking that after cultivating me for so long, he must need my help. So, after the last can of beer, we waved goodbye.
Time flew by. I took my exams and spent a boring summer. As the second year of university began, I felt a sense of loss looking at the new students. However, the winter break arrived again. With the sound of firecrackers, the New Year's bell of 2005 rang.
Facing the fresh snow, watching the children running amidst the firecrackers, my mind actually wondered: Old Ghost, where on earth are you? Are we truly never going to see each other again?
So, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, I began packing my bags.
My mother asked me, "What are you doing during the Lunar New Year?"
"Climbing Mount Tai."
"Did you have a drink this morning?"
I went to Tai'an regardless.