OBS Chapter 281 There really is a ghost.
Chapter 281 There really is a ghost.
However, looking at the indigo liquid flowing in the bottle, he had to admit that this thing did indeed have an indescribable sense of mystery.
Captain Lu took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll trust you one more time!"
Several people smeared cow tears on their eyelids, and Li Jian was no exception.
Wow, it looks just like eyeshadow!
Ah Qun carefully unscrewed the small bottle containing cow tears, and a faint fishy smell wafted out.
She wrinkled her nose and muttered, "This smells like expired eye drops..." But she still dabbed a little with her finger and gently applied it to her eyelids.
The blue liquid quickly spread, like a layer of eerie eyeshadow.
She turned around and said to Li Jian with a grin, "Come on, handsome, let me put some on for you too, I guarantee it'll make you look even more dashing!"
Li Jian sighed helplessly, but still obediently closed his eyes and let A-Qun apply the ointment to his eyelids.
The cool, liquid texture made him frown involuntarily, inwardly scoffing, "Does this stuff even work? Is Leon just trying to fool me again?"
After Ah Qun finished applying the eyeshadow, Li Jian opened his eyes, and his face was reflected in the mirror—blue cow tears were smudged on his eyelids, like carefully applied eyeshadow.
His already handsome features now possess an even more sinister charm, making him look like a villainous male protagonist straight out of a comic book.
Ah Qun stared wide-eyed, unable to resist whistling, "Wow, Li Jian, your looks are absolutely out of this world! You can look this handsome even with cow tears on your face, how are we supposed to live?"
Li Jian glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing: "What, are you impressed by my handsomeness?"
Ah Qun rolled his eyes and waved his hand dismissively, "Tch, stop being so narcissistic! I just think your charmingly wicked aura is perfect for playing a villain; I guarantee you'd charm a whole bunch of girls."
Li Jian smiled, didn't reply, and turned to look out the window.
After applying the cow tears, his vision seemed to change. There was a thin layer of mist in the air, and he could vaguely see some blurry shadows moving around.
He frowned and said in a low voice, "It seems that these ox tears are actually quite useful."
Ah-Qun also came over, squinting as he looked around: "Wow, can you really see ghosts? I can't see anything!"
Li Jian shrugged: "Maybe you didn't apply enough, or... you're not good-looking enough, even ghosts wouldn't bother with you."
Ah Qun punched him angrily: "Li Jian! Don't be so smug! Wait until I apply more, it'll definitely be more than what you see!"
The others also applied cow tears.
The group stared wide-eyed at the table, looking left and right, glancing under the table and then at the ceiling.
A few even crawled under other people's crotches.
The security guard, Iron-Blooded (the eldest brother), asked, "Where's the ghost? Where is the ghost?"
Lyon gave an awkward smile: "Hey, I told you to hurry up and wipe it. You guys were too slow, and now it's all gone."
Security guard Li Lichi, bundled up like a mummy, slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly: "Damn it, I've had enough! Beat him up!"
Iron-Blooded (Senior Brother) security guard also stood up, gripping the edge of the table with one hand: "If you can't stand it, then don't!"
After saying that, the Iron-Blooded (Senior Brother) security guard overturned the table.
The cups and chopsticks on the table were scattered all over the floor.
A group of people rushed over and surrounded Lyon, their fists raining down on him.
Li Jian didn't even have a chance to stop him.
All he could do was shout, "Everyone, calm down! Calm down!"
Lyon pointed towards the main road and said, "There's a female ghost over there with long hair and wearing red clothes, have you seen her?"
Li Jian turned his head and saw a woman in red standing behind an old lady.
That woman had long, flowing hair and a fierce look in her eyes; you could tell at a glance she wasn't human.
The long-haired female ghost in red stretched out her hands, about to push the old woman down.
The old lady was standing on the sidewalk with cars coming and going in front and behind her. If she were pushed over, she would be finished.
"Hey, are you trying to get someone hurt?!"
Lyon roared and rushed out of the store.
Everyone looked at Captain Lu: "Captain, what should we do?"
Captain Lu pointed in the direction Leon disappeared and said, "Give him another chance, chase after him!"
Just as Li Jian and A Qun were about to chase after them, they were stopped by the shop assistant.
The waiter wasn't tall, but he had a commanding presence. Holding the bill, he stared sharply at them: "Gentlemen, the bill hasn't been settled yet! And look at this shop, everything's smashed. How are you going to calculate the loss?"
Li Jian was taken aback, only then noticing the mess in the shop—tables were overturned, chairs were knocked over, dishes were broken all over the floor, and even the decorative paintings on the wall were hanging crookedly. He scratched his head awkwardly and turned to look at A-Qun: "It seems... that was indeed a bit too much."
Li Jian reached for his wallet, but found nothing: "I forgot my wallet in the car, I'll go get it."
The staff at the ice cream parlor refused to let Li Jian leave.
Ah Qun stepped forward: "It's just a few broken cups, I'll pay the bill."
Ah Qun turned around and found that an old man in a gray silk shirt was sitting on his bottom, so Ah Qun quickly went over and said, "Uncle, you're sitting on my wallet. Please move aside."
The old man was engrossed in eating a bowl of char siu, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.
Li Jian also noticed that something was wrong.
Although many elderly people on Hong Kong Island are nostalgic and like to wear silk shirts, the style of the silk shirt this old man is wearing is quite old-fashioned, somewhat like the style of the 1940s or 50s.
Could it be...?
Just as Li Jian was about to speak, Ah Qun was faster, slapping the old man on the shoulder.
next second.
Ah Qun's palm passed right through the old man's body, causing him to stagger and almost fall, as if he had hit thin air.
Ah-Qun stared at his palm in disbelief.
She didn't touch anything just now.
So... this old man in front of me is a neutrino?
Undeterred, Ah-Qun reached out and touched the old man's face again.
Her delicate, moist palm brushed across the old man's face, causing ripples to spread across his face like waves.
Ah-Qun immediately lost his temper and jumped behind Li Jianshen, only showing his head.
The old man chuckled and said, "I've been dead for decades, and you're the first person to see me. How about we become friends? Hahahaha—"
The old man laughed heartily, revealing his two rows of front teeth.
The laughter carried with it a chilling wind, and the old man's figure became blurred, dissipating like smoke.
The old man's laughter echoed in the air, carrying a chilling aura, as if it came from the depths of the earth.
His figure gradually blurred amidst the laughter, like a wisp of smoke blown away by the wind, slowly dissipating into the air.
In the end, only the image of those two rows of front teeth remained in Li Jian's mind.
Ah-Qun cried out in terror, "There really is a ghost!"