"Who is the man who bullied you?"
A Jian's face was icy cold. It seemed that as long as I uttered a name, he would immediately float over and wring the other person's neck!
"..."
I didn't want A Jian to go after Si Jiangchen. A Jian definitely wouldn't be a match for him!
Moreover, even if he could kill Si Jiangchen, I could never go back to the way I was before!
"Is it that guy named Si Jiangchen?"
Although A Jian had never seen Si Jiangchen, he had detected something from my conversation with Wei Yuan.
"Don't go looking for him!"
I quickly tried to stop A Jian, afraid that he would impulsively go and cause trouble for Si Jiangchen.
Although Si Jiangchen couldn't see spirits, with his ability to shatter living souls and his extremely powerful talismans that he could use effortlessly... I was afraid A Jian would suffer a great deal.
"You... you did it voluntarily?"
A Jian obviously misunderstood my meaning. He turned to look at me, his face full of disbelief. "When did you two get to know each other? How could you... be so promiscuous... You!! You're hurting yourself and others!"
"A Jian, don't interfere in this matter. Don't go looking for him. I won't see him again! I'll never meet him again!"
I knew A Jian was an old ghost from the late Ming Dynasty. In that era, virginity was highly valued. Even if a woman's hand was seen by a man, her hand would be chopped off.
"... You'd better come back and calm down first!"
I had already grabbed the soul - storing jar on the cabinet and slapped the yellow - talisman seal on the jar's mouth. Before A Jian could say anything else, he was already sucked into the jar.
"Xiao He..."
As I plugged the jar's mouth, I could still hear A Jian's unwilling shout.
...
In a blink of an eye, three days had passed.
In these three days, I didn't even step out of the door. I spent almost all my time sleeping groggily.
My phone was out of power and I had thrown it beside the bed.
Occasionally, when I woke up and was extremely hungry, I would rummage for some snacks in the suitcases.
The curtains in the room were not drawn. When I woke up, I would just stare blankly at the clouds in the sky.
I didn't know why I was like this. Clearly, I didn't care much about my future.
Why did I suddenly start to doubt the meaning of my existence...
"Knock, knock, knock."
There was a knock on the door.
I frowned and didn't want to pay attention.
This was my newly rented apartment, and I hadn't even left the address for takeaways.
The person knocking on the door now must not be looking for me.
The knock on the door was very persistent and kept going.
"Miss Du, I know you're in there. Please open the door. I'm the landlady of the noodle shop!"
The voice outside the door sounded. It was the landlady of the noodle shop who had rented the house to me before.
What did she want from me?
My empty mind finally started to work with difficulty.
I managed to prop myself up. I hadn't gotten out of bed for several days, and my legs were so weak that they could hardly support my body.
I opened the door, and saw the landlady's smiling face squeezing in through the crack of the door. "What's going on? Haven't you been out for several days?"
"Yeah."
I nodded honestly.
"Young people shouldn't stay cooped up in the house all the time..."
The landlady's eyes darted around and she noticed the pile of snack packaging bags on the floor. "Oh, you don't even eat properly. It's just right. I brought you a box of cold noodles. Hurry up and eat it."
With that, she stuffed a plastic lunch box into my hand.
"Ah... Thank you. I'm not hungry."
I waved my hand to refuse, but my stomach strongly protested. It even let out a loud "growl".
"Just eat it. It's free."
The landlady walked in casually. "So, are you getting used to living here?"
"It's fine."
I told the truth. I had originally thought this place would be a haunted house, but after sleeping here for a few days, nothing strange had happened.
A look of surprise flashed across the landlady's face, but in an instant, her previous enthusiasm returned. She pushed me towards the dining table and opened the lunch box. The aroma of the cold - noodle sauce immediately wafted out. "Hurry up and eat..."
Just as she was about to hand me the disposable chopsticks, suddenly the chair behind me shook. It was as if someone had pushed it and it rammed into the back of the landlady's knee.
"Ah!" The landlady was startled and plopped down on the chair.
"What's going on?"
I turned around and looked at the panicked landlady.
"It's okay! It's okay!"
The landlady quickly bounced up from the chair as if her butt had been burned. She waved her hands repeatedly and said, "You eat. You eat. I still have things to do in the shop. I'll leave first!"
With that, she scurried towards the door in a hurry and almost tripped and fell to the ground.
"Landlady, did you come to see me for something?"
I stepped forward to support the landlady. I didn't believe she had just come to bring me a takeaway. Could it be that she was afraid I would die in this house?!
"It's nothing. It's nothing. I just came to have a look..."
As the landlady spoke, she couldn't help but touch her neck.
There, a purple - skinned little ghost was perched on her shoulder, grinning and gnawing on her ear.
"Get out of here!"
I formed a sword finger and swept it out, instantly sending the hideous - looking little ghost flying into the wall.
The little ghost let out a shrill scream but still stubbornly scurried back and grabbed the landlady's leg.
"Ahhh!"
The landlady had just felt relief from the pain on her neck when her leg suddenly felt as heavy as if it was filled with lead. She was so scared that she let out a scream and tried to run outside.
I had no choice but to bend down and grab the little ghost by the back of its neck. Holding it like a scrawny kitten, I asked the landlady, "Someone died in this house, right?"
"No! There wasn't. Young man, don't talk nonsense!"
The landlady waved her hands and still tried to deny it, but I casually closed the door.
"There's a little ghost in this house. He came out and harassed you as soon as you entered."
I held the little ghost by the neck. It still bared its teeth and claws at the landlady and hissed silently, trying to pounce on her.
"There's no ghost here. I just bumped into something myself..."
The landlady still tried to deny it, but I was already impatient. I ran my index and middle fingers across her eyelids. This was what we in the business called "hanging the eyes", a spell to temporarily open the third eye and allow ordinary people to see spirits.
The landlady's body trembled. She took a look at the little ghost I was holding in my left hand. She blinked hard and then opened her eyes again, gasping in horror and plopping down on the ground.
"Oh my god!! What kind of sin have I committed!"
The landlady sat on the ground and suddenly burst into tears.
I was also a bit curious. This little ghost didn't come out earlier or later, but just when the landlady entered the house. Was it because she was the landlady? Or was there some kind of feud between them?
"Landlady, I can get rid of him."
Catching ghosts was my specialty. For a little ghost like this that was not very powerful, I could naturally send him to the afterlife immediately.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I said this, a sudden gust of cold wind blew through the room. A mass of pitch - black long hair instantly hung down from the ceiling above my head...