Chen Yan just realized this WeChat ID was added a few days ago when he rented the house. It's from an underling sent by the big boss who owns the villa.
It was only natural to add the contact, in case any issues arose during his stay, there's someone to communicate with.
After thinking for a bit, Chen Yan casually replied, "May I ask what's the matter?"
He originally planned to exit the chat and find a random show to watch, but to his surprise, the other person replied instantly.
"It's a small matter, about the house. When would be convenient for you? I'd like to visit."
Chen Yan was a bit puzzled but thought about it and replied, "I'm home all the time recently. You can come anytime."
One minute later, Chen Yan had already opened a food-related show when a WeChat pop-up appeared.
So-and-so: May I visit tomorrow at three in the afternoon?
Chen Yan replied with an OK and didn't pay it much mind, focusing on the show instead.
After finishing his meal and tidying up, Chen Yan went back to his room and practiced Primordial Qi Transport Technique on his bed a couple of times.
Suddenly, his phone rang again!
He picked it up and saw that the caller ID displayed: Hu Licking Dog.
Huh?
He answered casually, and Hu Shangke's excited voice came through the phone.
"Chen Yan, Chen Yan, there's some juicy gossip! Wanna hear it? It's a bit related to you too!"
Chen Yan lethargically showed little interest: "What's up? Did Dengzi and Trump announce they're gay?"
Hu Shangke was momentarily stunned, probably thrown off by the comment, and sounded a bit annoyed: "What the hell! This gossip is related to you too."
"Oh?", Chen Yan perked up a bit: "Tell me more?"
Hu Shangke's excitement returned: "Do you remember the apartment you moved out of? The one I helped you move from? Your old landlord even gave me his number to help find new tenants for his place, remember?"
Chen Yan didn't really remember. Hu Shangke indeed helped him move, and the landlord was indeed present that day. But, it made sense that a real estate agent and a landlord would talk and exchange contacts.
"I remember. What happened then?"
Hu Shangke got excited: "Let me tell you, that landlord came to our office today. His tenants all ran away, not a single one stayed, so he came to re-rent the place.
And then he told us something explosive! Absolutely explosive!!"
After a pause, Hu Shangke took a deep breath: "He told me…
One day after you moved out, he went to collect the rent. When he opened the door, he saw one of the tenants, some guy named Wang or something…
That guy, naked, lying on the floor, already unconscious.
But still, vomiting repeatedly, vomiting...
Vomiting what!"
Chen Yan got curious too: "What was he vomiting? Which thing? Be clear."
Hu Shangke chuckled and said one word:
"Shit!"
Holy crap!
Chen Yan, who was lazily lying on the bed, jumped up!
"What did you say? Say it again! Shit?
From his mouth, vomiting… Holy crap!!"
"Not just that!
The landlord said he was numb all over! The house, on the tables, the floor, the sofa, the coffee table...
Vomited everywhere. The place was uninhabitable.
They called an ambulance, sent that bastard to the hospital. When he woke up, he remembered nothing.
But the doctor said, after stomach pumping, they found residues of...
They said… he probably ate it himself, ate too much, and got so disgusted he vomited."
"Holy crap!" Chen Yan was speechless: "Ate it? No way! Where would that stuff come from in the house?"
Hu Shangke responded eerily: "You forgot what I said… the landlord found him butt naked…"
Chen Yan: "......"
"Because of this, all the other tenants freaked out and refused to stay in the house — which I totally understand. Who would want to stay in a place covered with that stuff? They all demanded to move out, one after another. Your old landlord was furious but had no choice, so he came to us to find new tenants…"
Hu Shangke talked on and on, but after sharing the big gossip, he hung up.
But Chen Yan had lost interest in the rest, just responded with a few casual "uh-huh"s.
After the call, Chen Yan fell into contemplation.
Back then, to punish that Wang guy for his rudeness and bad behavior, he had used an Interruption Technique on him.
By rights, the Interruption Technique would only cause a bit of bad luck, at most a fall, a twisted ankle, a few days of pain, or a fever or cold.
His own Taoist Cultivation was weak, nothing grander could be achieved.
Interruption Technique has this kind of effect?
Holy crap!
If in the future I get annoyed by someone, give them one of these…
The damage isn't much, but it could give them lifelong nightmares.
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[Tonight's the New Year's Eve, 2024 is soon ending, wishing everyone the best for 2025, health, and happiness!
How about a small tip as a red envelope? Even a few cents are appreciated, gold and silver are also welcome~
Another thing, the contract is signed, but because I delayed too much, the expedite process is done but recommendations will be delayed for a few days.
So, this book will be running bare for a while… Up until now, we have had no recommendations, and it seems it will continue on that bare run…
Here goes my miserable plea.]
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