The female ghost was tied up tightly by Yu Nian with a rope. She said aggrievedly, "I didn't mean to harm anyone. I just hadn't succeeded yet..."
Feeling Yu Nian's gaze, the female ghost shrank back a bit and quickly pointed at Feng Chengyuan, saying, "Who asked him to have such abundant spiritual energy! I've been observing him for a long time. Before, I was always afraid of the golden light on him and didn't dare to act. But today I found that the golden light on him had dimmed a lot, so I had this bad idea."
After saying that, she even swallowed hard. It really couldn't be blamed on her. After all, who could resist a walking spiritual energy ATM?
"Golden light?" Feng Chengyuan was a bit confused.
The female ghost nodded with lingering fear. "That golden light is extremely powerful. As long as we ghosts get close to it, we'll feel like being burned by a raging fire. It's really terrifying."
Yu Nian seriously sized up Feng Chengyuan for a moment. She had been negligent before. With Feng Chengyuan's furnace physique, for him to have grown up so smoothly and safely, there must be a master protecting him behind the scenes. So she asked, "Do you have any magical artifacts on you?"
Feng Chengyuan frowned and thought for a while. He picked up the bodhi beads left on the table. "Is it this one?"
The moment Yu Nian saw the bodhi beads, her eyes lit up.
Feng Chengyuan was very familiar with this look. Every time Yu Nian looked at him, it was with this greedy look.
Before he could take it back, Yu Nian took the bodhi beads first and twirled them in her hand twice.
"You're an atheist. Why do you always carry this Buddhist thing with you?"
Looking at the personal item that had accompanied him for many years now lying quietly in Yu Nian's hand, Feng Chengyuan paused for a moment. He shifted his gaze nonchalantly and said, "I was weak when I was a child. My father believed in Buddhism. He got this for me at Fading Temple, and I've worn it for many years."
Yu Nian's gaze was fixed on the bodhi beads without blinking. She thought to herself that the abbot of Fading Temple was really generous to give the nine - eyed dzi bead to Feng Chengyuan. And to avoid trouble, he had even cast such an illusion spell.
Seeing that Yu Nian was still twirling his beads without saying a word, Feng Chengyuan finally couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you a Taoist priest? Why are you so interested in Buddhist things?"
Yu Nian gave a silly smile. Who doesn't like treasures? It doesn't matter which family they belong to.
But Yu Nian didn't explain further. She walked up to Feng Chengyuan, naturally took his hand, and put the beads back on him. "This is indeed a magical artifact. Your constitution is very special. You're easy to attract evil spirits. If it weren't for it protecting you, you would have had an accident long ago." Yu Nian paused for a moment and then showed a sincere smile. "But it doesn't matter. You have me to protect you now. No one can hurt you."
Maybe it was cold on this spring night. Yu Nian's hand was a bit cold. When her fingertips lightly touched Feng Chengyuan's arm, he couldn't help but tremble.
"I'll protect you." - This was the second time she had emphasized this during their only two meetings.
Feng Chengyuan felt a bit complicated. As the heir of the Feng Group, he had always been decisive and never showed his emotions.
So in everyone's eyes, he was an omnipotent existence. But no one had ever said so sincerely that they wanted to protect him like Yu Nian. He looked directly into Yu Nian's eyes. "Why?"
"Because we've made a contract. You're my contract person now. You provide me with spiritual energy, and I'll help you maintain your life." Yu Nian's fair finger moved towards Feng Chengyuan's chest. "If you don't believe it, look for yourself."
Feng Chengyuan was stunned for a moment. He slowly undid the buttons of his clothes and saw a coin - sized character "Yu" clearly printed on his left chest. It seemed to be declaring sovereignty as it continuously glowed with a pale golden light.
Feng Chengyuan, who was always calm in the face of changes, showed a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Contract person? So when I fell off the cliff, I already..."
Yu Nian nodded. She slowly got closer. Her warm breath gently sprayed on Feng Chengyuan's face, creating an inexplicable sense of ambiguity. "To put it simply, if it weren't for our contract, you would have already become a wandering soul." Her cold finger gently tapped on Feng Chengyuan's heart. In an instant, an unprecedented pain emerged. Feng Chengyuan felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing backwards. His face turned as pale as paper. As the temperature around him dropped, he almost suffocated.
Yu Nian observed Feng Chengyuan's expression. When he was about to faint, she slowly moved her hand away. "Did you feel it? This is the punishment of the Heavenly Dao. If you break the contract, the end will be even worse than this."
Feng Chengyuan took a while to recover. He felt that everything was contrary to the materialist view he had accepted for many years. "Isn't there any other way?"
Yu Nian wasn't surprised by Feng Chengyuan's reaction. She patiently thought for a moment. "There really is another way."
Feng Chengyuan nodded. "No matter how difficult it is, I'm willing to try."
Yu Nian slowly leaned back on the chair. "Dual cultivate with me."
"...... What??" Feng Chengyuan almost thought he had misheard. His peach - blossom eyes widened in surprise.
Yu Nian shrugged innocently. "Since ancient times, there have been precedents of dual cultivation with the furnace. It's not only twice the result with half the effort, but also a permanent solution..."
Feng Chengyuan's originally pale face turned red and then black, looking like a Peking Opera mask. Seeing that Yu Nian was saying more and more absurd things, he finally couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly stood up. "Stop talking. This method is even more impossible!"
The atmosphere in the room became a bit strange for a moment. It wasn't until He Zhiping scurried and hid behind Yu Nian, pointing at the female ghost and stuttering, "Yu Nian, why is she only staring at me?"
The female ghost rolled her eyes. Nonsense, she's not stupid. Does she dare to stare at others?
She didn't know that this appearance of hers looked even more hideous and terrifying in He Zhiping's eyes. He stuttered and kept whispering in Yu Nian's ear.
Yu Nian was annoyed by He Zhiping's chattering. She casually stuffed the female ghost into a palm - sized Qiankun bag.
But before He Zhiping could breathe a sigh of relief, his phone rang like a death knell.
He Zhiping gave an embarrassed smile and hurriedly walked aside to answer the phone.
After about ten minutes, He Zhiping came back, but his smiling face was gone. Even his steps were a bit wobbly.
He wasn't even so absent - minded when he saw the female ghost just now.
"What's wrong with you?" Yu Nian immediately noticed something was wrong with him.
He Zhiping stiffly raised his head. His face was completely bloodless. When he looked at Yu Nian, his eyes were filled with tears. "Yu Nian, my childhood friend may be dying. He's my best friend. I..."
He Zhiping seemed unable to continue. He squatted on the ground and sobbed.
Yu Nian calmed her mind and walked to He Zhiping's side. She saw strands of black mist that couldn't be seen with the naked eye twining around him. And the source of this black mist was emitting from He Zhiping's phone.
Feng Chengyuan noticed that Yu Nian's hand was constantly gesturing by her side.
Half a minute later, Yu Nian patted He Zhiping. "Stop crying. Take me to have a look. Maybe he's just haunted by evil spirits."
He Zhiping suddenly raised his head. After today's various events, he really believed in and admired Yu Nian from the bottom of his heart. Now hearing Yu Nian's words, there was a new light in his eyes.
Feng Chengyuan looked at the two of them for a while and said, "It's too late now. It's hard to get a taxi. Which hospital is your childhood friend in? I'll take you there."
As soon as he said this, not only did He Zhiping stop crying in surprise, but even Yu Nian looked at Feng Chengyuan in surprise.
Feng Chengyuan coughed lightly and avoided Yu Nian's gaze. "Saving people is the most important thing."
......
The private hospital ward in Kyoto was filled with doctors.
A silent middle - aged man was sitting beside the hospital bed. If someone was a bit familiar with the stock market, they could immediately recognize him as the well - known stock market tycoon Lin Dehai in the country.
But at this moment, this tycoon was looking at his comatose son Lin Dong on the hospital bed with a worried face. In just half a month, he had been so exhausted that he seemed to have aged ten years.
A group of doctors were holding thick test reports and medical records, looking a bit helpless.
Lin Dehai suddenly stood up, snatched the medical records, and threw them heavily on the ground. "Absurd, simply absurd!"
"What do you mean by the natural failure of the body's organs? My son is only twenty - two years old, and you're telling me that he's dying a natural death? You quacks! I've been spending hundreds of thousands of yuan here every day, but you can't cure my son's illness. You're useless!"
The scolding came like a storm, but the doctors didn't even dare to breathe loudly.