When they arrived at Feng Jin's neighborhood, Feng Jin's expression turned uglier and uglier before his car even entered the neighborhood. The temperature in the neighborhood dropped as if a storm was approaching.
Shi Sheng looked at him, baffled. 'Why did you suddenly change your attitude?'
When they went upstairs, Shi Sheng knew why Feng Jin looked like he was about to kill someone.
Feng Jin's door was wide open, and the interior was in a mess. It was obvious that a burglar had broken in.
Feng Jin didn't look at the mess and headed straight for the room next to his study.
The door to that room was also wide open. Feng Jin didn't stop her from entering, but the moment Shi Sheng entered, she felt an uncomfortable force. She instinctively retreated to the door and stuck her head out to look inside.
The room was well-lit, and there were shelves on all four walls with all kinds of strange things on them.
There were peach wood swords, copper coins …
There was even a cauldron in the middle.
Feng Jin opened a secret compartment in the wall. Inside was a combination lock cabinet. He opened it and took a look inside. Before Shi Sheng could see what was inside, he put the box back in and closed it, restoring the room to its original state.
Shi Sheng clung to the door frame. "What were the intruders looking for?"
Feng Jin lifted his eyes and looked at him coldly. "Go and clean up the place."
"I'm not your servant." Shi Sheng continued to claw at the door frame. "I'm not going. How can I do this kind of work?"
"You don't want the clothes?"
"You said you'd give me the clothes when you came back." Shi Sheng glared at him.
Feng Jin ignored her and cleaned up the room himself.
Shi Sheng stood there for a while, scratching his head, then turned and walked to the living room.
…
Ghosts' clothes were made of special paper. Feng Jin made two sets himself and waited for him to come out with the clothes.
Looking at the empty living room, he felt like he had walked into the wrong place.
Where were the things in his house?
Although it was a little messy earlier, it wasn't as empty as it was now …
Shi Sheng floated in from outside, looking a little unhappy.
"Where did you put the things in the house?" Feng Jin suppressed his anger.
"I threw them away," Shi Sheng answered matter-of-factly.
Threw … threw them away?
Feng Jin took a deep breath. "I told you to clean it up, not throw it away."
"Is it not clean enough now?" Shi Sheng looked at her with disdain, as if saying, "Why are you so hard to please? Why don't you go to heaven?"
Feng Jin: "…"
It was clean enough, so clean that it was as if he had moved into a new house.
Fortunately, he only asked her to clean up the living room. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live here anymore.
After burning the clothes for her, Feng Jin could only clean up the study and bedroom himself.
So what was the point of him raising a ghost?
Was he trying to make things difficult for himself?
Shi Sheng was a little dissatisfied with the new clothes. The color was pretty, but the style was ugly. It was not pretty at all.
However, his appeals were all rejected.
Shi Sheng ran away from home in a fit of anger.
…
Ahn Su's house.
An Su was bound to the bed by Nalan Ying.
"Nalan Ying … Let me go." An Su's eyes were bloodshot. She wanted to break free from Nalan Ying's grip, but her strength was no match for his.
From the first time he appeared, her life had undergone a complete change.
She didn't understand why she was so unlucky to meet Nalan Ying. There were so many women in the world. Why did he have to choose her?
An Su hadn't experienced much with Nalan Ying yet. She was afraid of him, but more than that, she was conflicted.
An Su and Nalan Ying had been separated for so long, but as soon as they met again, he ignored her wishes and did this to her.
An Su couldn't accept it.
An Su's voice was hoarse from crying. She could only shake her head.
Nalan Ying grabbed An Su's chin and declared domineeringly, "Woman, you're mine in life, and you're my ghost in death. Don't even think about running away."
"No …" The yin energy in Nalan Ying's body surged into hers, and the chill seeped into her bones.
She suddenly remembered the words of the person who had broken into her room.
He was sucking her yang energy. He was harming her.
She also remembered what the resentful spirit had said in the villa.
What a delicious spiritual body.
Spiritual body …
She felt like she had heard this term somewhere before.
An Su felt a little dizzy. She couldn't feel the waves of chill coursing through her body. Her consciousness drifted back to the courtyard she'd lived in when she was young.
Grandma was sitting under a locust tree. She placed a strange jade pendant around An Su's neck.
"An Su, remember, you can't take this jade pendant off, and you can't go to places with dense yin energy. You have to remember Grandma's words, okay?"
Little An Su held the jade pendant in front of her chest and asked curiously, "Why? It's so heavy. I don't feel good. "
Little An Su held the jade pendant in front of her chest and asked curiously, "Why? It's so heavy. I don't feel good. "
"You were born with a spiritual body. It's easy for you to attract evil beings …"
"Mom, are you talking nonsense to An Su again?" Before Grandma could finish speaking, An Su's mother came out of the house and interrupted her. "What era are we living in? Why are you still so old-fashioned? Mom, I didn't mean anything by it. It's just that An Su is still so young. What if I scare her? "
An Su didn't remember the rest of the conversation. She only remembered that she hadn't gone back since that time, and she hadn't seen Grandma again.
But she still carried that jade pendant with her...
Spiritual body … jade pendant …
An Su's dreams were a mess. There was the first time she saw a ghost covered in blood and screamed in fright.
There was the ordinary life of a university student …
There were also scenes of her spending time with her family …
There was also the first time she met Nalan Ying, and the indescribable scene on the ancient carved bed.
At the very last moment, she seemed to hear him whisper in her ear, "The taste of a spiritual body is indeed different."
An Su abruptly woke up from her dream. The room was cold and cheerless. She was lying on the bed, and there seemed to be that strange aura lingering in the air.
Connecting the dots in her dream, An Su broke out in a cold sweat.
Nalan Ying's words after he forced himself on her for the first time weren't her imagination. He really did say those words.
So, he had planned this from the very beginning?
The more An Su thought about it, the more scared she became. Her heart was in a mess. She hurriedly put on her clothes, grabbed her wallet and phone, and stumbled out of the house.
Only when she was far away from the house did she let out a sigh of relief. Only then did she remember to touch her chest. There was nothing there.
She couldn't remember when the jade pendant had disappeared.
An Su walked down the street. Her body was cold, and her limbs were numb. She didn't know what to do.
She scrolled through the contacts on her phone again and again, but she didn't know who to call.
Who could listen to her talk about such a bizarre thing?
Who could tell her what was going on?
A figure suddenly flashed through An Su's mind.
Ghost jiejie …
Right! She could find her.
Her fingers quickly swiped across the screen. Only when she reached the end did she remember that ghost jiejie didn't have a phone. How was she supposed to find her?
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