Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot

Chapter 68: Mandate

Translator: Draqon Boat Translation      Editor: Draqon Boat Translation

“Da da, da da…” There was a slight movement from the window.

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Ji Jing woke up from a long sleep, took out her mobile phone and looked, it turned out that it was already ten o’clock in the morning.

She stretched and walked to the window, “Is Mingze looking for me?”

Ji Jing stretched out her hand and opened the window, and fresh air swept in.

It’s just that when she looked down, she realized that it wasn’t an ivy knocking on the window this time, but a golden-winged bird.

“Huh? Is there a new commission?” Ji Jing recognized this as a special messenger from the Taoist Association.

A rolled-up letter was wrapped around Garuda’s heel. It had two pages, and the first page was indeed a commission.

As soon as Ji Jing opened the letter, the Garuda delivered it by default, flapping its wings and quickly flew away.

So much so that Ji Jing didn’t have time to ask why the Taoist Association still uses such a traditional method to deliver news in the Internet age.

“Appointment?” Ji Jing stared at the beginning of the letter for a moment.

Her reputation is generally only spread within the metaphysics community, few people outside know about it, and almost no clients will name her.

After she took it apart and took a look, she realized that it was an escort job.

The client seems to be entangled by inhuman creatures recently, and asked Ji

Jing to protect him until the inhuman existence that entangles him is resolved. Ji Jing read the letter until it was signed, and only then did she understand why she was named.

“Client: Pay in cash.”

It turned out to be the rich little brother I met in the ghost market last time!

Ji Jing suddenly realized that he was entangled by something. No wonder he wanted to sneak into the ghost market, probably to buy some special self-defense items.

She then turned to the next sheet, which was a receipt.

It turned out to be the little glutton she caught last time.

It ate a lot of things from other people’s homes. Even if it is a monster, it has to be compensated according to regulations.

It’s a pity that Taotie is greedy for everything, so little Taotie’s father also ate up all his property, without a penny.

So, Xiao Taotie started to do volunteer work to pay off his debts.

However, the performance was very poor, and it had already been returned to the association by two employers, so the association asked Ji Jing to find a place to settle it.

Ji Jing sighed, silently wrote down the address in the letter, packed up her things resolutely and prepared to go out to find the first client.

“No. 88, Chunlin Road.” Ji Jing checked the address on the letter and walked on the winding streets of the city.

The client’s address is in the old city center. The house planning here is not as neat as the new city center. She searched for a long time before finally finding it.

It is a small bungalow in the style of the last century, and there is even a plaque of a protected building pasted on the door.

“This tree…” When Ji Jing stood at the gate of the courtyard, she was taken aback. The family actually planted a locust tree in front of the house? How bold!

There is a folklore in some places that planting pagoda trees in front of houses is easy to see ghosts. This legend cannot be said to be unreasonable, but it is not true for most people, because they simply do not have the ability to see ghosts.

But if the owner happens to have some special blood, then this locust tree can easily attract unusual existences.

Unfortunately, this family probably has such a physique. Because Ji Jing has already seen several groups of ghosts and monsters gathered under the locust tree.

“Ding dong!” Ji Jing rang the doorbell.

Those groups of black shadows were also disturbed, scattered and gathered chaotically.

This is broad daylight! The ghosts and monsters under the tree can still be so energetic, which shows how powerful the locust tree in the yard is.

“Hello!” A young man in black quickly opened the door, walked out, and greeted Ji Jing, “Is it Taoist Zizhu? We’ve seen it before.”

“Fu Xian, just call me Ji Jing.” In the past few days at Ji’s house, she has gotten used to being called Ji Jing.

“Okay, please come in, I’m really tortured to death these days!” Fu Xian saw Ji Jing, as if he had finally found an acquaintance who could understand him, and vomited bitterly.

However, when he saw Ji Jing’s gaze always on the locust tree at the door, he couldn’t help asking: “What’s wrong? Is there something wrong with that tree?”

Ji Jing didn’t say it directly, but instead asked, “Your physique is rather special, right? Why did you choose to plant locust trees in the front yard?