Vengeful spirits? Let's get out of the dungeon first!

Chapter 52: Scripted Murder Mystery Livestream Goes Viral but Backfires; Qingmu Hall's Midday I

Shocking! A movie star has emerged in a murder mystery game, reviving a near-bankrupt shop in just three days!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've come to the immersive theater. As you can see, there's already a long queue at the entrance, and the hot weather can't dampen the enthusiasm of our guests."

Due to the shop's busy schedule, we haven't yet seen the red-clad girl who's been widely circulated online, and we remain cautious about it. Are these customers here to experience the immersive storyline or simply to see the beautiful woman? We'll be conducting brief interviews with these customers later.

The microphone was handed to a man who had just come out of the door; the man happened to be Zhao Fangqu, who had come out to comfort the guests.

Holding two cups of plum juice in his hand, the reporter initially thought he was a customer looking for a bargain.

"Hello sir, I'm a reporter from the Jinchuan Daily. I'd like to interview you. Did you come here to see the beautiful woman or because you heard about the immersive storyline of the theater performance?"

A single question left Zhao Fangqu speechless.

He handed the plum juice to the customers in line and glanced down at his own attire.

He wasn't even wearing his usual work uniform; the 9.9 yuan short-sleeved shirt he was wearing really made it hard to imagine that he was the owner of this shop.

The dark circles under his eyes probably made him look like a teenager who had just come out of an internet cafe after staying up all night.

"Friends from the reporter, I am not a customer, I am the owner of this store."

The female reporter's microphone froze in mid-air. They had only come to ask the customers and hadn't communicated with the shop owner yet. If something went wrong during the live broadcast, it would be a real problem.

But the surrounding guests were already looking over with amusement, which made the reporter feel compelled to ask further questions.

"So you're Boss Zhao. There's not much information about your shop, so I didn't recognize you at first."

I heard that your shop wasn't doing too well before, but since you filmed your short video, the girl in red has become an internet sensation, which has brought a lot of customers back to your shop.

Was this outstanding employee carefully selected by you?

"It wasn't intentional; I just bumped into it by accident while walking."

Regular customers are aware of the previous situation; customer traffic has indeed been affected since construction began at the site across the street.

To keep the store running, I met my business partner after my last employee left, and he successfully revived the business.

Just as I was about to continue, Li Qianqian poked her head out from inside the room. Her snow-white skin was set off by her red hair, making her look like a sheet of rice paper. In the slightly dim room, she was like a ray of light illuminating the camera.

Seemingly overwhelmed with work inside, she also shouted loudly in this direction:

"Boss, come over and verify the voucher! I need to go get the next notebook!"

Zhao Fangqu could only wave apologetically at the camera:

"Excuse me, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now. The store is a bit short-staffed right now, so I apologize for any offense."

The female reporter and the photographer behind her were left standing there, and the live broadcast was abruptly cut off.

Just as I was about to turn around to interview other people, the cameraman holding the camera spoke up somewhat awkwardly:

"Lisa, the camera's out of battery..."

"Then go back to the car and get it!"

"Our car was towed away by the traffic police for illegal parking, I just received a text message..."

The surrounding guests laughed as they watched the female reporter crouching on the ground, covering her head and roaring in anger. They hadn't expected to not only play a murder mystery game but also watch such a show.

The area around Aoki-do was relatively quiet.

Zhao Fangqu had already arranged for the customers to queue in the shadows away from Qingmutang. When he closed the shop last night, Ma Ye was still selling goods at the door. He guessed that Ma Ye had gotten up late this morning, and disturbing the landlord was definitely not a good idea.

Ma Ye, who was brushing his teeth at the door, had a vacant look in his eyes. He didn't know what had happened last night, but people kept coming until three in the morning.

Just as he was about to close the door and go to sleep, Qiao Kun brought him a locust wood plaque, which made him sleep until noon.

Zhu Jin, who was standing to the side, had already picked up her chopsticks and was about to eat. Qingmu Hall now had a new chef, and Qin Qingyou was in charge of preparing all the flour in the kitchen.

Liu Gan, standing to the side, was worried about his position. He had managed to get the position of employee number three by virtue of this skill, but if Qin Qingyou took his place, he didn't know if he would be able to get a salary in the future.

"Miss Zhu, would you like some cilantro?"

"Eat! Put in plenty!"

Two bowls of beef noodles were served. Since Qingmutang only had one stove, they could only use braised beef instead.

Ma Ye wiped his face clean and came back from the doorway. After staying up all night, he needed to eat something with soup to restore his energy.

His bowl of noodles was much more substantial because Zhu Jin didn't like vegetables, so Qin Qingyou used the leftover water from cooking the noodles to blanch some bok choy.

"How is it? This body wasn't burned, was it?"

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ma. I have a very strong frame and I'm not afraid to stretch noodles."

Qin Qing's attitude has completely changed from before. He has also thought it through. If he performs well, he might be able to get Ma Ye to bring his wife and children to paradise next time. Even a short period of tenderness would be very happy.

Seeing that the two were enjoying their meal, he sat down next to the incense burner and smelled the incense with Liu Gan. But as soon as he leaned in, he felt that the incense was not going in his direction at all.

Turning my head, I saw that Liu Gan had his head pressed against the incense burner.

"What? You're not giving me any?"

"So what? I'm employee number three, your boss!"

"The sky is falling! This is workplace bullying!"

Even as a ghost, he was still being bullied. Qin Qing grabbed Liu Gan's fake collar and pulled him aside, pressing his face directly against Huang Xiang's.

Liu Gan didn't dare get too close; his body was afraid of fire, unlike Qin Qing, who wasn't afraid of sparks.

So he simply grabbed Qin Qingyou's body like he had, and the two of them struggled for it, resulting in all the smoke from Huang Xiang drifting out the window.

Ma Ye couldn't be bothered with such things. The two of them were almost eighty years old combined when they were alive, yet they acted like children.

After finishing the last mouthful of noodle soup, he took a new incense burner from the storeroom and placed it on the table.

"If you two don't understand the shared meal, then just eat separately. If you're going to yell like that, keep it down; there are a lot of people next door right now, don't scare them."

The two ghosts who were fighting on the ground also let go of each other. Fortunately, neither of them dared to damage the other's body; at most, their faces were covered in some dust.

After getting up, both incense burners on the table were lit with new yellow incense, which were far apart, so much so that it would take some effort to snatch them.

Zhu Jin got up early today, after all, school is about to start, and if she keeps staying up like this, she really won't make it to 8 am.

She had already contacted her former master's supplier in the morning, and could go to purchase the goods in the afternoon.

Recently, the paper money in the warehouse has been used up very quickly, mainly because Zhang Cheng has been displaying Qingmutang's business card on the counter of his noodle shop.

Jinchuan City has a large elderly population, and people who come to pay respects to their ancestors prefer to do so in places not far from their homes.

The open space around Aokido is naturally the best choice.

"Brother, give me the money, I'm going to buy the goods."

"Why don't you just give me their payment QR code when you get there?"

"Aren't you just afraid I'll line my own pockets? You bad person, you don't even trust me anymore!"

Zhu Jin put on her coat and walked out without looking back, forgetting even to bring her sun hat.

On the contrary, the two ghosts looked at Ma Ye with complicated expressions, making him wonder if he had really gone too far.

Zhu Jin, however, squatted by the door, her hands supporting her forehead as she listened carefully to the sounds behind her.

My plan to line my own pocket failed; I even forgot to take my sun hat when I came out.

If you get a tan, you'll have to spend money on cosmetics, which is really not worth it!