As they dashed forward, the two of them somehow circled around to the front yard. When passing by the main gate of the Feng Mansion, Feng Chuman behind them suddenly slowed down her steps. She let out a few growls of unwillingness from her throat and then suddenly vanished!
Being chased by this ghost was obviously not a pleasant experience. The two of them leaned against the cold wall and gasped for a while. Shen Cuiyu looked in the direction of the main gate again. In an instant, she seemed to see a pair of infatuated eyes staring fixedly at the direction where Feng Chuman had disappeared!
However, as a figure in a long blue cloth robe flashed by, that gaze disappeared without a trace!
Pei Yu obviously noticed it too and said coldly, "Someone is spying on Feng Chuman."
This feeling of being secretly watched was extremely terrifying and unpleasant.
Numerous fragmented scenes intertwined and reorganized in Shen Cuiyu's mind. It seemed that she suddenly understood something and didn't say a word for a moment.
Pei Yu lowered his head. His gaze fell on their still joined hands. Her palm was warm and soft. Shen Cuiyu's wrist was so slender. How on earth did she manage to accurately throw out that talisman just now?
After being in a daze for a moment, Pei Yu quietly withdrew his hand.
Shen Cuiyu came to her senses and took a look at Pei Yu beside her. She was also a bit surprised.
For an ordinary person, it would be good enough if they weren't fainted by seeing a ghost for the first time. Pei Yu had been chased by that ghost for a long way, yet he still looked as calm as ever!
Sure enough, only a person like him was worthy of such a wealthy destiny!
Of the three paths in this illusory realm, the two of them had already taken two.
Following the last small path, they found themselves in a secluded small Buddhist hall. Sandalwood incense was curling up, but it was far from peaceful.
Inside the Buddhist hall, Feng Chuman, still in her maiden form, was kneeling on a meditation cushion. Her back was straight, but her body was trembling slightly.
Outside the door, several old women were gathered together, pointing at the Buddhist hall and wearing expressions of disdain and schadenfreude on their faces.
"She's really shameless! Having a tryst with a man from outside is bad enough, but those shameless letters were even accidentally sent to the master! It made the master so angry that he immediately used the family's punishment cane. I heard it was a really severe beating!"
"Doing such a thing that ruins the family's reputation, she will surely never be able to get married!"
"Oh, you guys didn't see what was written in those letters. Things like 'missing you like crazy' and 'intimate contact'. Tsk, tsk, tsk! So passionate and explicit... They might have already had a husband - wife relationship! Hey, you guys, do you think that the reason she refused to receive guests for more than three months recently was perhaps to hide and have a baby?"
.........
The gossips kept coming one after another, but Shen Cuiyu didn't want to listen anymore.
"Prince, come with me. I know the way out."
Shen Cuiyu had a clear goal. After a few turns, she found the main gate of the Feng Mansion. The red paint on the gate was peeling off, and at the moment, it was emitting a terrifyingly cold aura.
"Can this gate lead to the outside world?" Pei Yu asked in a deep voice. He could also feel the unusual sense of oppression around the gate.
"Yes." Shen Cuiyu nodded. "Have you noticed that Feng Chuman seems to be very afraid of this gate? What evil ghosts fear the most is the place where they died."
The moment the gate was pushed open, it made an old and rickety sound. Unexpectedly, instead of a bustling street outside, there was a dilapidated and gloomy thatched cottage.
A blood - stained hairpin was lying alone outside the thatched cottage. The closer they got to the wooden door, the stronger the smell of blood became. The entire Feng Mansion behind them began to shake for no reason and was on the verge of collapsing.
Shen Cuiyu didn't push open the door but softly said outside:
"Miss Feng, I've seen it all."
"You were born into an official's family and should have lived a care - free life. But unfortunately, a normal outing once attracted the covetous eyes of a villain."
"Liu Junjie was sick and crazy. He wrote you several explicit letters, but you firmly rejected him. Then he imitated your handwriting, faked the appearance that you were in love with him, spread rumors, and ruined your reputation."
"You tried to avoid trouble, refused to receive guests, fled to the Buddhist hall, and even wanted to move the whole family... You had done everything you could."
"After months of suffering, you thought he would stop pestering you and finally went out. But he drugged you unconscious, abducted you here, and then—" Shen Cuiyu paused. Her voice carried a soul - penetrating power as she finally stated the truth of the matter: "He skinned you while you were still awake."
Boom—
The moment her voice fell, everything around them began to shake violently. A wail mixed with pain and hatred pierced through the sky!
The scene in front of Shen Cuiyu and Pei Yu suddenly changed!
The old mansion of the Feng family had disappeared without a trace. The two of them were standing in the middle of the courtyard of the Qin Mansion. All the people of the Qin Mansion had already fallen to the ground, unconscious.
"Qin Keyun" was standing stiffly in front of Shen Cuiyu at the moment. Her eyes rolled back and she fell to the ground. A cold, black evil aura burst out from her body and gradually took on a tangible form, slowly appearing in front of Shen Cuiyu!
Even though Shen Cuiyu had seen many evil ghosts, this was the first time she had seen a soul in such a miserable state.
The female ghost in front of her didn't have an inch of intact skin on her body. Probably because she had been trapped in the painting for too long, there were already signs of decay on her body. Her facial features were distorted and deformed because there was no skin to support them, vaguely attached to her blood - smeared face. Her original appearance could no longer be recognized. Only a pair of turbid and dead eyes were staring at Shen Cuiyu faintly.
Feng Chuman lowered her head and took a look at her fragmented soul body. Suddenly, she murmured, "It's so ugly."
Shen Cuiyu looked at her and said softly, "What happened to Liu Junjie later?"
Feng Chuman gave a sad smile. "After he killed me, he fled in fear of guilt with the painting made from my human skin. My parents were heart - broken and mobilized the family's power to capture him. But he committed suicide out of fear... My soul was trapped in this painting for a long time. Over the years, I became an evil ghost. After several transfers, the painting was sent to the Taoist temple. It was not until Qin Keyun took me away that I was able to see the light of day again."
Shen Cuiyu was speechless. No wonder Feng Chuman's hatred was so strong. Liu Junjie didn't even give her a chance to take revenge!
This kind of obsession could not be resolved by simply saying "why bother".
"So... I'm not willing! Why was it me? Why did I have to have such a beautiful face! I had already tried so hard to avoid him. Why couldn't I escape death in the end! What did I do wrong—"
A hatred a hundred times stronger than before burst out from Feng Chuman's body and was flying around the yard in a mess. It was getting colder and colder around them!
Feng Chuman hugged her head with both hands and let out a shrill scream. Her movements were so large that her already tattered clothes were on the verge of falling off, about to expose her body.
Just one second before the clothes were completely washed away and destroyed by the evil aura, an outer robe with a woman's body temperature and fragrance was thrown over her head!
Feng Chuman instinctively stretched out her sharp claws to tear it, but only touched the soft clothes.
The strong evil aura around her seemed to pause for a moment. Feng Chuman looked up blankly and saw that Shen Cuiyu was already standing just one step away from her.