Chapter 100 - 100: Hongxing Building
Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
At two oâclock in the afternoon, Ji Jing knocked on Ming Zeâs door punctually.
âGood afternoon.â Ming Ze quickly opened the door as if he had been waiting for a long time, âCome in quickly.â
He welcomed Ji Jing into the house and handed her a glass of ice water.
It was too timely! Ji Jing sighed in her heart. She took the cup and instantly drank half of it.
The air conditioning in Ming Zeâs house was just right, dispelling the summer heat.
â Slow down,â Ming Ze advised helplessly. âDo you have a commission today?â
He helped Ji Jing remove the sword. Ji Jing did not have to worry about the lightning tribulation with him and the Ji family. She must have gone somewhere else to carry the sword.
âYes, I encountered some special circumstances.â Ji Jing followed Ming Ze to the living room as she told him about Wei Ming and Ji Hui. She wanted to see if Ming Ze had any clues.
Ghost house? Ming Ze was deep in thought. â I probably wonât be able to help with the romantic calamity, but I might have some clues about the haunted house in the ruins.â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ji Jing was surprised.â You know?â Could it beâ¦Have you been there before?â
âUnder normal circumstances, this kind of haunted house would avoid auspicious beasts like Bai Ze and would not open the door to let Ming Ze in.
However, with the longevity of the Bai Ze clanâ¦Could it be that Ming Ze had personally visited the house that had not yet become a haunted house?
Ji Jing really guessed correctly. Ming Zeâs eyes flashed with a trace of a smile, â
You can say.â However, I only know about its situation for a period of time.â
ââMore than a hundred years ago, I also lived here. At that time, someone held a banquet in the largest restaurant in C City. The restaurant was called Hongxing Restaurant, and its approximate location was the ruins you mentioned. At that time, Hongxing Restaurant had been passed down for nearly 50 years and had experienced three generations of managers. The new manager, Little Xie, had just announced that he would inherit the family business, and the restaurant was very lively.â
Ming Ze was lost in his memories.â However, this scene didnât last long. Two months after I attended the banquet, a fire broke out in Hongxing Restaurant.â
âFire?â Ji Jing was very surprised. Wei Ming had never mentioned this at all, and there was nothing in the information she had checked.
â Yes,â Ming Ze frowned as he recalled. âA fire suddenly broke out and the whole restaurant was burned down. That day, the restaurant seemed to have been booked by the people. There werenât as many people as usual, but most of them didnât escape. Although Little Boss Xie had escaped, this incident had dealt a huge blow to him. Soon, he sold his property and went to another city.â âHow could this beâ¦â Ji Jing pursed her lips tightly.
Although the incident had happened over a hundred years ago, Ji Jing could still imagine how the people in the restaurant were surrounded by fire and left this world in despair.
âAfter I returned to C City, I didnât hear anything special happening in that area. If nothing went wrong, the fire at Hongxing Building was probably the cause of the ghost house.â
The strong resentment or nostalgia of living beings before their death would cause them to linger in the world after death. To preserve the scene before their death in the form of a shadow, more obsession was needed.
The fire at Hongxing Building indeed fulfilled these conditions.
But what about Wei Ming? Ji Jing pondered. Did Wei Ming have something to do with this fire?
âI still have to start from Wei Mingâ¦â Ji Jing thought for a while but couldnât come up with any more ideas. She decided to put her thoughts aside. âI donât want to think about it anymore. I donât want to think about it anymore! Ming Ze, letâs start the tuition!â
â Okay.â Ming Ze smiled indulgently and brought the prepared documents to the table. âLetâs do a test today to see where we are lacking. How about we write math first?â
âNo problem!â Ji Jing picked up her pen energetically and flipped through the papers. They were all Linjiang Highâs transfer papers from previous years.
Ji Jing felt warm in her heart. This information wasnât made public. Ming Ze must have spent a lot of effort to get it.
Ming Ze was worried that Ji Jing wouldnât be able to adapt to the exam format in C City, so he first handed her Linjiang High Schoolâs Year One entrance exam paper, which was less difficult.
Ji Jing quickly picked up a pen and started to write. Ming Ze was timing her from the side.
Unexpectedly, Ji Jing stopped in confusion after finishing the first page of exercises.
âIs there anything you donât understand?â Ming Ze asked.
Ji Jing shook her head. âNo, these questionsâ¦Why is it so simple?â
Didnât Ji Ming say that Linjiang High Schoolâs transfer exam was very difficult?
However, Ji Jing had only spent ten minutes on this page of questions. This was not right.
Or did Linjiang High School like to set the first few questions to be very simple, but set the last few questions to be especially difficult?