Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 38 Tombstone Mountain

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Tombstone Mountain

As a father, as long as he is a normal person, his biggest concern will definitely be his daughter.

At that moment, when Dongfang Jiye saw his daughter wrapped in a bath towel walking out of the bathroom, his first thought was that Zhuo Yang had "played with" his daughter!

As for how to manipulate them, even a fool could figure it out.

His face darkened, and Dongfang Jiye asked stiffly, "I wonder how Mr. Zhuo helped Ke'er establish her foundation?"

"Dad!" Upon seeing her father, Dongfang Ke'er quickly ran to the cabinet, pulled out a bathrobe, and draped it over herself. She then explained, "Dad, you don't know, after Master gave me the Cold Spring Pill, he used a shield that looked like lightning to cover me and help me refine the impurities in my body. After that, I circulated my Yuan Qi to build my foundation in less than two hours!"

"Isn't your daughter amazing?"

He stood tall and proud, looking very pleased with himself.

Dongfang Jiye squinted and asked again, "Then why did you go to the bathroom?"

"After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, I expelled all the impurities that covered me, so of course I need to take a bath!" Dongfang Ke'er stretched out her arm to show her father. "Look, don't I look a lot fatter now?"

Dongfang Jiye looked down and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: his daughter hadn't been taken advantage of by Zhuo Yang!

Although I really wanted to marry my daughter to Zhuo Yang to win him over to the Dongfang family, I didn't want to give her away, much less send her to someone else to play with!

"hehe!"

Zhuo Yang saw through it and sneered twice.

Dongfang Jiye immediately looked embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Mr. Zhuo, I recently hired a medical team to give me a full physical examination. Guess what the results were?"

"My body is like that of a twenty-year-old young man; all its functions are in perfect health!"

After saying that, he was afraid Zhuo Yang wouldn't believe him. He was over forty years old, yet he wanted to flex his muscles.

Zhuo Yang smiled helplessly, finally understanding where Dongfang Ke'er's dramatic nature came from. The root of it all was her father, whose acting skills were worthy of winning an Oscar!

Dongfang Jiye came to cover up his embarrassment. His purpose was to prevent his daughter from causing trouble if she spent too much time alone with Zhuo Yang.

Now that he was relieved, he invited Zhuo Yang downstairs to a banquet.

Leaving aside the meal, Dongfang Jiye hired the best chef and prepared a super feast, featuring everything that could be obtained—from the sky to the sea…

During this time, the old steward's attitude towards Zhuo Yang changed quite a bit. At least Zhuo Yang helped the family head change his physique, even though it cost a lot of money.

After dinner, a bright moon was already hanging outside the window; it was 8:30 p.m.

"Mr. Dongfang, would you like to go see a play?" Zhuo Yang asked with a smile.

Dongfang Jiye immediately remembered that Zhuo Yang had mentioned this matter that morning, and hurriedly had a car prepared.

Zhuo Yang, however, requested that the old housekeeper, Dongfang Ke'er, and Dongfang Jiye's beautiful bodyguard Ling Ling go together.

Although he didn't understand why, the old butler still agreed.

Ling Ling seemed to exist out of nowhere, appearing out of nowhere, and said coldly without any emotion, "Protecting the boss is my duty. Once we leave the manor, I am the boss's shadow!"

These words made Zhuo Yang very suspicious of the relationship between Dongfang Jiye and Ling Ling, and he couldn't help but look at Dongfang Jiye with a look that only men could understand.

“Mr. Zhuo, please don’t misunderstand.” Dongfang Jiye looked embarrassed. “Lingling is the daughter of my old comrade-in-arms. Her father sacrificed his life when I was still in the army. After I retired and returned to my hometown, I adopted her. You could say that Lingling is my daughter.”

Zhuo Yang nodded, indicating he understood, but Ling Ling was very dissatisfied and kept glaring at him with eyes as sharp as ice picks.

Two luxury cars left Dongfang Family Manor one after the other and headed to Penglai Pavilion Community.

Actually, the two places are not far apart, both by the sea, but they are separated by a diving bay. The straight-line distance is only about one kilometer, but by car you have to take a long detour.

At this moment, two security guards who had returned from patrol entered the security room at the main gate of Penglai Pavilion and sat on the sofa to chat.

"Brother Liu, our next patrol shift is at 11 PM. Could we please avoid going to Villa No. 101 this time?"

The thinner security guard had dark skin but a burly build.

The other security guard, a slightly overweight man in his thirties named Liu Quan, looked at his companion in surprise: "You saw it today too, Villa No. 101 was given to a big shot by Boss Dongfang. If we're not careful, and something happens to the house, who can take responsibility?"

The skinny security guard, Zhang De, certainly understood this principle, but looking at the pitch-black night sky outside the window, he couldn't help but take a deep drag on his cigarette: "Brother Liu, will something happen if we go to Villa No. 101 tonight?"

Liu Quan glared at him: "You kid didn't actually believe that lightning strike thing, did you?"

Zhang De looked at him in surprise: "You don't believe me?"

Liu Quan paused for a moment, then unconsciously took a drag of his cigarette.

The rest room behind the guard post was filled with thick smoke. The windows were closed, but neither of them realized that the air was becoming unbearable.

After a long pause, Liu Quan said in a deep voice, "Xiao Zhang, that matter is just a legend after all. We don't believe in feudal superstitions these days!"

Zhang De looked up at him and said with a wry smile, "Brother Liu, it's not that I'm superstitious, but Villa No. 101 is just too eerie!"

"We've been working as security guards here for three months, but look at Villa 101, how many times has it been struck by lightning?"

Liu Quan glanced out the window and whispered, "You haven't heard anything again, have you?"

Zhang De nodded vigorously and said in a low voice, "Brother Liu, before the Penglai Pavilion residential area was developed, I lived in Zhangjia Village at the foot of the mountain. This mountain used to be called Tombstone Mountain... because of its good feng shui, the mountain was full of graves!"

Liu Quan shuddered and felt a chill run through his body.

“When I was in junior high school, there was a rumor that someone had encountered a ghost on the mountain!” Zhang De’s face showed a look of fear. “The adults also stopped letting us go out at night, for fear that the children would be possessed.”

“I never believed in this stuff from childhood until the end of last year, when a thief broke into the village and was discovered. The whole village was alerted and came out to catch the thief.”

"The thieves were chased by us until they had nowhere to run, and they actually fled into Tombstone Mountain. The villagers didn't dare to chase them in, so they could only guard the mountain from the foot of the mountain."

"The next day, some villagers went up the mountain to catch the thief, and guess what they found?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Quan couldn't stop trembling and instinctively asked, "What happened?"

“All four of them are dead, their bodies torn to pieces!” Zhang De clenched his fists, his body trembling. “The bodies of the four men were thrown into various corners of the mountain, the largest of which was no bigger than a brick.”

"What's most unbelievable is that there was no blood. It's as if the blood of the four thieves was drained before they were torn apart!"

“After that, the people of Zhangjia Village rarely went out at night unless necessary. I didn’t see the bodies of those thieves, so I never believed it. Later, when Penglai Pavilion was recruiting security guards, I came here.”

At this point, Zhang De raised his head, his face grim: "Brother Liu, the mountain we're standing on is Tombstone Mountain. I don't think the reason Villa No. 101 was struck by lightning was because Manager Zhou told us it was due to the terrain."

"Moreover, during lunch today, I heard something even more terrifying!"