Chapter 2323: 2244 Human Weakness

"There's a problem here." Dahungya walked to the shopkeeper's door, pretending to be cautious as he spoke.

A natural drama expert, a true acting talent, Dahungya felt his brows were furrowed without any flaw.

He looked like a reclusive master who had seen something dirty.

His voice was neither loud nor soft, like a whisper, yet it allowed the shopkeeper sitting at the door smoking to barely hear some words, but not clearly.

This vagueness, plus the midnight "bang bang bang" knocking sound, made Dahungya perfectly clear about what the other party was thinking.

The old saying goes, if you don't do guilty deeds, you needn't fear ghosts knocking. Actually, ghost knocking has nothing to do with guilt. Dahungya understood this clearly in his heart.

He shook his head, let out a long sigh, then turned to leave with his hands behind his back.

"Captain Huang, what are you nagging about?" The person sitting outside smoking, who knew Dahungya, felt something was off, felt uneasy, and called out to Dahungya.

Dahungya's gaze was gloomy and cold as he stared at the shopkeeper without blinking, staring for a full twenty seconds, wanting to speak but stopping, finally letting out a deep sigh.

His acting was superb, enough to be called a movie emperor, Dahungya thought to himself.

He didn't go back, but turned and walked away slowly. If he went back, the other would be suspicious; only by waiting for him to catch up would it work.

If he didn't pursue, they'd just drag it out for a few more days; Dahungya had plenty of patience in this regard.

Things developed as Dahungya expected; the shopkeeper had been tormented for several days, could no longer bear it, and upon seeing Dahungya seemingly knowing something, immediately stepped forward and grabbed him.

"Captain Huang, what's wrong with you this morning?" the shopkeeper asked, sporting dark circles.

"Ah, the yin energy here is too strong; my body can't take it, I'm leaving, I'm leaving." Dahungya waved his hand and shook his head, putting on a resigned look.

"..." The shopkeeper stared for a moment.

"Yin energy…… too heavy…… Although it's already the 21st century and science is advanced, this is something ingrained in people, so they more or less believe in it."

Otherwise, how could so many people believe in kidney deficiency stuff, with ads blaring on TV every day? Things like "you're fine, I'm fine" — everyone has memorized them.

Moreover, the shopkeeper had been scared out of his wits; in the deep night, the bang-bang-bang knocking still sounded terrifying when recalled.

He wanted to grab Dahungya, but his motion stalled; he still harbored some doubt, fearing he was being tricked.

If he had an immortal's ethereal bearing, the shopkeeper would have already knelt. Everyone knows what kind of person Dahungya is; coupled with his uns solemn image, the shopkeeper also hesitated a bit.

Dahungya knew his own weakness, didn't turn back, but told the little security guard beside him: "Tell the brothers to stay away from this place from now on; knocking ghosts isn't something you can mess with."

Just the phrase "little ghost knocking" scared the shopkeeper badly.

He hesitated no more, stepped forward and seized Dahungya's arm, trembling as he asked: "Captain Huang, how did it become little ghost knocking?"

"You ask me?" Dahungya, seeing the big fish take the bait, began to enjoy this "sense of achievement."

He asked knowingly, wearing an expression of utter certainty; even in his own imagination, his gaze carried a hint of pity as he looked at the shopkeeper.

"..." The shopkeeper stared for a moment; he still feared Dahungya was deceiving him, and also feared Dahungya's vague words, so he blurted out everything at once.

"Tsk tsk, here, this is intentionally harmful." Dahungya looked at the little security guard beside him and said.

"Huh? What's up, Captain?" the little security guard, unaware of what happened, being an outsider, nevertheless played along cooperatively.

"The yin energy here is strong; even midnight ghost knocking has been drawn out. Go back and tell the brothers to keep away from this place while on patrol." Dahungya spoke this time very clearly; each sentence struck the shopkeeper's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Police and military — those are the ones with abundant yang energy, able to repel all evil. We, wearing security uniforms, are useless." Dahungya said this, then suddenly thought of Zheng Lao Ban.

But he immediately cast that thought aside.

"Captain... Huang, you still know this." The shopkeeper bent his waist, grinning broadly.

"After wandering the jianghu for so many years, you can't even handle a little thing? You don't resolve this mess, just stubbornly stand your ground, harming others and yourself." Dahungya said contemptuously, "Get lost; even hearing you talk for a moment makes me feel uncomfortable all over."

"Never mind, never mind, let's talk over there." The shopkeeper, flustered, hurriedly pulled Dahungya to a sunny spot.

"What shady deeds have you been doing regularly that you don't even know?" Dahungya sneered, pretending to be full of righteousness.

"No, nothing."

"Your family has two people loafing around in the hospital every day; you think I don't know? In the ER and ICU, where people die often, there's never a shortage of your kin. To snatch the dead, you've even brawled with funeral workers from other places, right!"

Wherever there are people, there's a jianghu; for profit, fighting and such are trivial matters. It's just that now supervision is strict, fighting is not easy, and the cost is too high.

The shopkeeper gave a wry smile: "Captain Huang, this isn't just for a meal, is it?"

"I also heard your family's funeral worker nagging, hoping people die early." Dahungya said coldly.

That remark was just a guess.

But he believed the chance of his guess being correct was extremely high, no need to doubt.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper's face changed, and he shrank a bit more.

"If you do too many guilty deeds, ghosts will eventually knock; now you know fear, right?" Dahungya said coldly, then turned and walked away without speaking to the shopkeeper.

Only by waiting for someone to come to the door could he demand a high price; he must not rush. The twists and turns inside, Dahungya understood completely. This conversation planted a seed in the other's heart; giving him a heart ailment would be enough.

"Tell your people to be careful; lately there's a blood-disaster. Don't cause trouble on my turf, I can't be bothered with you." Dahungya said, then strode off.

At night, the bat-knocking affair continued. After a few days, the shopkeeper couldn't endure it any longer.

Close up? The rent in this area is outrageously high; with e-commerce rampant, only this special trade can survive. But closing means losing money, and the shopkeeper is reluctant.

He had several people look; they all said nothing was wrong, and he didn't know if it was true or false.

In the end, the shopkeeper had no choice but to go find Dahungya.

Despite all kinds of intimidation, the shopkeeper stubbornly refused to sell his shop, foiling Dahungya's biggest plan.

So he could only extort a small sum and call it a day.

Although he didn't take over the shop, Dahungya extorted a sum of money, leaving the shopkeeper with the impression that he was a reclusive master, which was also satisfactory.

Dahungya had nothing to complain about.

But then an unexpected thing happened. After a few days, Dahungya felt his eyes had become abnormal.