Bodyguard Spirit Master (eBook)

Ebennie Anastas (Autor)

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2025 | 1. Auflage
832 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
978-0-00-107842-0 (ISBN)

Infos

A bizarre photograph triggered a chain of mysterious deaths, and the beautiful school queen I secretly admired was dragged into this supernatural incident. To save her, I fell into the trap of that eccentric exorcist kid, Wang Yiling...

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Chapter 1: The Old King Next Door

　　Taoist cultivation relies on yang yuan to control yin, and cultivating yang yuan is the introduction for every Taoist.

　　However, once you step into the Tao, you have to merge with the spirit of heaven and have no more connection with mortals.

　　It is said to be vain, but no Taoist priest can escape, in which the five evils and three deficiencies, is the eternal fate of Taoist priests.

　　The five evils and three deficiencies are, in common parlance, widower (bachelor), widow (widow), orphan (lone star), sole (no descendant), and cripple (crippled), in addition to being penniless, short-lived, and powerless.

　　I was unlucky not to be a Taoist priest, but to enter the Taoist world.

　　I could have avoided this jinx.

　　Unfortunately, there is an idiom called destiny.

　　My name is Liu Xiaofei, I am a sophomore at Binhai Huayu Middle School.

　　My deskmate was called Qin Kexin, and she was so pretty and edgy that she often came to school in makeup at just seventeen years old.

　　And, her dress code is very revealing, she always likes to wear super short skirts or jean shorts, showing her long legs out to attract attention.

　　So far, though, I haven't heard of anyone at school daring to take advantage of her.

　　Because, since her grandfather was a social mixer, her brother was a famous gang leader in the city.

　　And she also inherited the family's excellent bloodline, arrogant and arrogant, many students in the class are her little brother, and even senior seniors and sisters.

　　My parents were laid-off workers and I wouldn't dare mess with her, so whenever she bullied me, I had to put up with it.

　　Today, Qin Kexin gave me an important task.

　　Clean up the photos from her birthday shoot, select the good ones, and give them to her at school tomorrow so that she can be exempted from the "protection fee" for a month.

　　At first I was secretly glad, but when I saw the 80 gigabyte folder, my eyes went black.

　　Damn, it's 7:30 now, there are more than 20,000 photos here, even if I have kryptonite eyes installed, there's no way I can finish choosing them all in one night!

　　Call it bitter, but things must go on.

　　My family lives in Marina Dongkou Lane, the most remote place in the old district, and it is very quiet outside at night, with the occasional passerby hurrying past with muffled footsteps, giving people an eerie feeling.

　　Qin Kexin lived in the villa area of Qiuju Mountain, her home is very luxurious, the front yard is a piece of European-style garden, the middle of the five large villas, swimming pools, open-air plazas interspersed with all the entertainment facilities.

　　"Nima, if only I had this house too!"

　　I laughed bitterly, this kind of YA is a fool's errand, I know how much I've pissed away in terms of reading, and there's no way I can juggle this kind of asset in the future with just a diploma.

　　Qin Kexin invited nearly half of the class, basically the ones with powerful families.

　　Bitches like me, who were not even qualified to be her little brother, were naturally in the category of being ignored.

　　Qin Kexin in the photo was beautiful, with an unusually innocent smile, and it was hard to imagine her hanging out with a kooky girl.

　　"Damn, if only the girl was gentle."

　　I hemmed and hawed, pulling a cigarette out of the draw away crevice and lighting it generously.

　　I don't have to sneak around when my parents aren't home.

　　Although my family was poor, I was not as honest as I appeared to be.

　　After all, students who came out of the slums were no better, they just couldn't compare to a high-level big sister like Qin Ke Xin.

　　Smoking a cigarette, I continued to select photos.

　　That said, a beautiful woman looks good, but after a long time, it will be aesthetic fatigue.

　　I stuck it out until twelve, and by a rough count, less than a third of the nifty ones had been selected.

　　If this keeps up, I'm sure I'll be dead tomorrow!

　　Being confused.

　　Suddenly, a dull-toned photo came into view.

　　A group of young men stood in front of a small, dimly lit, second-floor house for a picture, and the fart kids in the class didn't have hair to look at, except that there was something wrong with the little house.

　　For, in the window opening of the small house against the east side, a red figure flashed vainly!

　　I winced, my mind clearing.

　　Nima, what the hell? There's a playback function for photos?

　　Rubbing his eyes hard, when he looked again, that window was just gray.

　　"Don't look bad, do you?"

　　I grimaced, pulling the photo up wider, and the next second, a sudden chill surged up my neck!

　　"Fuck!"

　　My hands shook with fear and I turned off the photo.

　　The old man wasn't so much seeing red again as ......

　　Shit, the window that was open in the photo actually became tightly closed when zoomed in!

　　"Knock, knock, knock!"

　　Just then the window of the room was rattled, and a blurry white figure appeared through the glass window, terrifying as hell.

　　"Holy shit, who ...... who!" A chill ran down my neck and goosebumps ran wild.

　　"It's me! Xiaofei, why are you still up?"

　　A muffled question came from the window.

　　"Wang, Wang, Uncle Wang?"

　　My half-out-of-body soul swooshed back into my body, flicked a cold sweat from my forehead, and pulled the window open a thin crack.

　　Just outside the window stood a middle-aged man in a white shirt with a high nose, deep eyes and a sighing beard.

　　This man my family's old neighbor Wang Youdao, although looks a little taste, but more than forty years old is still a bachelor.

　　Supposedly my mom was with him for a while when she was younger, but it ended up being a crossroads for my dad.

　　Pops Mighty!

　　"Xiaofei, what are you doing?" Wang Youdao frowned as he looked at me, his two hands trembling as if he had a cerebral thrombosis.

　　This is an old problem left over from his early years, an accident more than twenty years ago, it seems that he was strangled by a machine in a factory and broke his hamstring, and now he even struggles to eat a meal, and this life is basically a waste.

　　Ever since Wang Youdao was injured, he often sat in the hallway in the middle of the night rambling and talking to the air, like a psychopath.

　　I didn't think much of him, just that the man was eerie!

　　"Uncle Wang, I ...... am doing my homework!" I warily forced myself to smile.

　　Wang Youdao glanced at my computer through the window.

　　"You're doing homework? What are you doing leaning so close to the computer, studying pictures of island beauties?"

　　Shit, he even knows that?

　　I sucked in a cold breath, "I ...... I'm really doing my homework!"

　　"Forget it, your parents went out of town to visit their relatives, and before they left they instructed me to look after you for a while ...... hmm? Xiaofei, when did you learn to smoke?"

　　Wang Youdao's cold eyes narrowed, pulled out a handle of keys to open the door and came in, and without saying a word pinched the cigarette out of my mouth.

　　"You ......"

　　I impatiently exhaled a mouthful of cloudy smoke and hardened my anger, "Uncle Wang, I'm going to bed!"

　　I'll get up again later, I don't believe you can keep staring at me!

　　"En." Wang Youdao nodded coldly and prepared to shut down my computer on his own.

　　A fire bubbled up inside me, "Hey, what are you doing!"

　　I reached out to block it, but accidentally touched the mouse and clicked a photo right out of the way.

　　Wang Youdao glanced at the photo on the computer screen, and the movement in his hand suddenly stopped, his face staring.

　　"Xiaofei, where did you take this picture?"

　　His tone was low, as if I had done something unforgivably wrong.

　　"Uncle Wang, it's my freedom what photos I take, you're in too much control, aren't you?" I skimmed my mouth in disdain.

　　I've grown up, my parents can't control me, what are you doing here as an outsider?

　　Wang Youdao was unmoved, just staring coldly at the photo,...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 12.8.2025
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-10: 0-00-107842-9 / 0001078429
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-107842-0 / 9780001078420