Yu Nian stood still on the spot. After putting her phone into her pocket, she stared at the woman for a while and suddenly said, "Your skirt zipper is open."
The woman's head suddenly spun 180 degrees in mid - air: "It's not open."
Ming Mingzhong: ………
The female ghost: ………
The three of them stared at each other in silence for a minute. Then the female ghost suddenly pounced on Yu Nian: "Stinky Taoist priest, how dare you make fun of me! I'll kill you right now!"
A thick, resentful aura, carrying a chill, rushed towards Yu Nian. Without dodging, Yu Nian quickly grabbed the female ghost's hands. Dipping her finger in cinnabar, she drew a talisman on the female ghost's back and slapped it hard. The female ghost let out a sudden sob, and her already hideous face twisted violently.
Yu Nian wasn't afraid at all. She let the female ghost struggle desperately while maintaining her calm expression. She even played with the female ghost as easily as if she were a toy.
Ming Mingzhong watched from the side, trembling with fear. He shivered as he threw the peach - wood sword to Yu Nian.
The female ghost was still unwilling. She turned around and opened her blood - red mouth wide, biting towards Yu Nian. Seeing Yu Nian take a step back, she felt a bit proud. But then she heard Yu Nian say in disgust: "When was the last time you brushed your teeth? Just because you're a ghost doesn't mean you can neglect personal hygiene!"
The female ghost was a bit crazy. She had never met a Taoist priest who responded like this to her ghostly attacks!
Before she could react, Yu Nian stabbed the peach - wood sword hard into the female ghost's shoulder, pinning her firmly to the ground.
The female ghost let out a shrill scream. Her figure flickered, and she no longer had the strength to escape.
Yu Nian stared down at the female ghost from above. A faint golden light continuously radiated from her left hand. The cool wind blew gently in the night, but Yu Nian was as cold and pure as the whitest snow on the eaves in the coldest winter.
She slightly parted her red lips, but her voice was extremely calm: "The divine master punishes without fear of the powerful. First kill evil ghosts, then slay the night demons. Which god would not submit? Which ghost would dare to resist?"
The female ghost immediately felt a splitting headache. An unprecedented panic welled up in her heart. This thin girl in front of her really had the ability to kill her again!
She hurriedly said: "Master, don't kill me. I admit that I trapped Lin Lang's living soul, but it was all his own will!"
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Lin Dong seemed to have had a very long dream.
In the dream, he met a beautiful young girl.
The girl had a gentle personality and was well - spoken. Lin Dong had never met a girl who suited his taste so well. The encounter in the dream also added a mysterious veil to the girl, and Lin Dong quickly became infatuated with her.
They exchanged their birth dates in the dream. Lin Dong almost believed that he and the girl were a fated couple in this lifetime.
In order to spend more time with the girl, he even started taking sleeping pills every day.
One day, he picked up a red envelope on the street. The packaging of the red envelope was very novel and had a faint fragrance.
When he saw the girl that night, she seemed very happy and talked much more than usual. She proposed to meet in person, and Lin Dong agreed almost without thinking.
On the day of the meeting, there was no trace of sunlight in the gray sky. Lin Dong drove to the coffee shop where he had made an appointment with the girl. He waited there for a long time, but the girl didn't show up even after the sun had set.
Lin Dong's expectant heart gradually became restless. Could it all really just be his own imagination? He walked out of the coffee shop dejectedly, not knowing that in a shady corner, the girl in red had been staring at him for a long time.
Lin Dong got into his car and was about to go home. Just as he was about to start the car, he saw a hearse coming from afar.
Lin Dong cursed under his breath for the bad luck but still made way for it. After all, who would be so stupid as to compete with a hearse?
That hearse was a bit special. One look was enough to tell that it belonged to a wealthy family. Lin Dong couldn't help but take a few more glances at it until its huge shadow enveloped him.
There were two paper - made boy and girl dolls placed in the side window. Their heavy blush made them look eerie. A large black - and - white portrait was hanging steadily in the middle of the car. In the portrait was a young girl with delicate eyebrows and slightly curly long hair ………
The photo seemed to be staring at Lin Dong all the time. As the car moved, the girl's eyes slowly tilted at a strange angle, and her lifeless black pupils stared fixedly at Lin Dong.
Lin Dong's breath caught for a moment. He finally understood where that familiar and strange feeling came from. The person in the portrait was the girl he had fallen in love with in the dream!
Everything in front of him gradually overlapped with the dream. The girl, the birth date, the red envelope, the hearse ……
A chill ran up his back, and Lin Dong felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss.
He managed to hold on to his last bit of strength and got home, but he fainted before he could even enter the door, completely losing consciousness.
"Don't, don't kill me!"
After a scream, Lin Dong finally opened his eyes. He found himself wearing a traditional groom's wedding robe and sitting in a strange room.
He was immediately shocked and scared. He stood up tremblingly: "Where is this?"
"The female ghost's old house," a lazy male voice replied.
"Oh … who's talking?!" Lin Dong's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly started beating violently again. His legs went weak, and he knelt back down on the spot.
"Zhou Feiyu from Zheng Yi," the male voice sounded again. For some reason, Lin Dong always felt that there was a strong sense of impatience in this voice.
Lin Dong plucked up his courage and looked around. Only then did he notice the man tied up in the corner of the room.
Lin Dong was a bit stunned: "Since this is the female ghost's old house, why am I okay, but you're tied up?"
Zhou Feiyu rolled his eyes: "Our situations are different. You're her married husband. Would she be willing to tie you up?"
Mentioning the marriage, Lin Dong's face turned pale. Recalling the intimate days with the female ghost in the dream, he felt both scared and infinitely confused: "Can a living person marry a dead person? Am I a human or a ghost now?"
"Your living soul has left your body. To put it simply, you're half - alive and half - dead, half - human and half - ghost," Zhou Feiyu paused. Seeing the tears welling up in Lin Dong's eyes, he was slightly stunned and changed the words on the tip of his tongue, "But it's okay. I'm a Taoist priest, and I'll save you out."
But unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Lin Dong's eyes widened, and he accurately hit Zhou Feiyu's sore spot: "How could a Taoist priest be tied up like this by a ghost?"
Zhou Feiyu's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He wished he could eat the person in front of him alive. He thought to himself that no wonder this guy was fated with the ghost. Just listen to what he's saying!
Zhou Feiyu simply closed his eyes and ignored whatever Lin Dong said.
This old house must have been burned for the female ghost by her family. Paper money is inherently yin. After the female ghost had lived here for a while, the yin energy became even stronger, and the thick black fog gathering above her head was about to drip.
He was already an outstanding one among his peers, yet he had still fallen into the female ghost's trap. How much worse would it be for Yu Nian, an outsider who knew nothing? He estimated that she must have been scared out of her wits by the female ghost by now.
When his sister found Senior Brother Qi and they got rid of this evil spirit together, he would still be the winner of the bet. At that time, Yu Nian and Ming Mingzhong would still have to beg for mercy and apologize to him!
Thinking of this, Zhou Feiyu's unhappiness faded a lot.
With a soft "creak", the door was slowly pushed open. Lin Dong, like a frightened bird, suddenly hid behind Zhou Feiyu.
Zhou Feiyu stared fixedly at the door. The next second … Yu Nian walked in, carrying the female ghost like a wrapped - up zongzi.
Zhou Feiyu's pupils suddenly shrank. How could this be possible?!
As soon as Yu Nian entered the door, she saw Lin Dong and Zhou Feiyu huddled up. She slightly raised her eyebrows, walked over in big steps, and put the female ghost in front of Zhou Feiyu.
The man and the ghost, both tied up in the same way, glanced at each other and then turned their heads away.
"Friend Zhou, it seems the winner has already been decided," Yu Nian said.
Zhou Feiyu glared at Yu Nian viciously and roared: "This doesn't count! You couldn't have won! You must have cheated. Yu Nian, you're so shameless!"