Chapter 63 [VIP]

The next day, Jiang Zhuochen woke up in bed. He blankly put his hand in front of his eyes, his face expressionless, as if the touch from the previous night still lingered on it.

It was scorching hot and hard, so hard that his hands were almost numb.

A slight flush rose on Jiang Zhuochen's face. He shook it off and hid it under the covers, closing his eyes to continue his unfinished dream.

Xu Xing was extremely efficient. Before long, he told Jiang Zhuochen that he had been given the identity of a "special consultant" and that he could enter the municipal forensic center where bodies were stored.

Jiang Zhuochen's eyes sparkled as he cupped Xu Xing's face and kissed him, then happily followed him to their destination.

In the cold morgue, Jiang Zhuochen, wearing a mask, saw the shriveled corpse.

In just over a day, a vibrant life was reduced to this state. The skin clung tightly to the bones, displaying an eerie, ashen color. The eye sockets were sunken, and all the vital energy and vitality in the body had vanished, yet no obvious external injuries or signs of struggle could be found on the surface of the body.

Jiang Zhuochen held his breath, a barely perceptible wisp of spiritual energy gathering at his fingertips, and gently brushed it across the corpse's wrist. A cold, filthy aura, carrying the lingering scent of greedy hunger, returned to him through his spiritual energy.

As expected, it's another evil spirit. It probably targets young, strong men who are out alone at night and have abundant yang energy, using them to nourish itself.

After receiving confirmation, Jiang Zhuochen came out of the morgue and nodded to Xu Xing, who was waiting outside: "It's something dirty."

Xu Xing pulled out a wet wipe to clean his hands. "What do you plan to do?"

The area is too vast; the entire city is its hunting ground. How can one find it? Waiting passively for it to run into a tree stump is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Back home, Jiang Zhuochen pondered deeply and made a decision that made Xu Xing frown. "I'll disguise myself as a food deliveryman and lure that thing out."

Xu Xing's voice turned serious: "Do you know how dangerous that is?"

“I know. Not to mention it’s still harming people,” Jiang Zhuochen looked up at Xu Xing without fear. “You haven’t collected all your soul fragments yet, so this is also an opportunity.”

“I’ve recovered, I can go.” He grabbed Xu Xing’s hand and rubbed the other’s knuckles haphazardly. “If I infiltrate, I can not only stake out locations, but also get information from other delivery drivers. They’re always out in the streets and alleys, so their information network is definitely the best.”

These words struck Xu Xing right to the heart, leaving him speechless. He stared at the other person for a long time before slowly saying, "You're so good to me."

Jiang Zhuochen rubbed his legs together on the sofa, and once he was at a comfortable distance, he hugged Xu Xing tightly and breathed a sigh of relief. He had been on tenterhooks for a long time, thinking that the other party was going to lock him up again.

"You're very good to me too." Jiang Zhuochen said, then quickly changed his tune with a laugh: "Well... Master is very good to me, but you're not. I'm only doing this for Master's sake... Hehehehehe, stop tickling me!"

Xu Xing reached one hand inside his clothes, targeting his sensitive spots, and clicked his tongue lightly, but his expression didn't change much.

"For whose sake, huh? Who am I?"

"Hahahaha, Xu Xing..." Jiang Zhuochen wriggled in his arms, "Xu Xing!"

Unable to resist, Jiang Zhuochen laughed until he was too tired to continue, collapsing onto Xu Xing to catch his breath. Xu Xing patted his head, then placed his knee between Jiang Zhuochen's legs, lightly threatening, "If you say anything I don't like to hear again, it won't be as simple as just tickling you."

Jiang Zhuochen flinched and whimpered as he hugged the person tighter.

"Be careful and stay in touch with me at all times." Xu Xing rubbed his earlobe and said seriously, "If anything happens, evacuate immediately."

"knew…"

So Jiang Zhuochen registered on the platform and became a part-time nighttime food delivery driver. He got a second-hand electric scooter, put on a blue delivery uniform and helmet, looked at himself in the mirror and laughed for a long time, then took a picture and shared it with Xu Xing.

The other party provided him with top-of-the-line miniature positioning and communication devices; one was placed in his phone, and he found the other hidden in a compartment of the delivery box.

Then, every night, Jiang Zhuochen would travel through the city's streets and alleys, specifically taking orders from remote locations and late at night.

While delivering food, he also became acquainted with his fellow deliverymen on the road and successfully joined several local deliverymen's chat groups. Whenever he had free time, he would listen to all sorts of gossip in the groups, hoping to find some information that could be useful for the serial cases.

After several fruitless days, it was almost 2 a.m. Jiang Zhuochen rode his electric scooter to finish work and waited for someone to pick him up at the agreed meeting place.

The city was much quieter late at night, and the streetlights cast long shadows of him. Feeling a bit tired, he turned on the group voice chat and listened to the banter of his colleagues who were still running errands, trying to shake off his sleepiness.

The group chat was in full swing when a young-sounding delivery driver with a clear voice suddenly sent a voice message: "Hey, just finished a delivery and went back to the old town. Damn, the alley was so deep, and one of the streetlights was broken. It was eerily quiet. I had a chill down my spine. Could I have really encountered something unclean?"

The following are some replies:

"A female ghost? You're quite the lucky guy, bro!"

"Even a female ghost can die a romantic death; the real danger is that you might run into that murderer who preys on delivery drivers!"

"Stop talking! I'm still delivering goods in the south of the city, it's creepy!"

The young deliveryman sent a wry smile emoji and continued, "A murderer is one thing, you can still escape if you try. But if it's one of those female ghosts who sucks away your life force, my hundred-odd pounds probably wouldn't even be enough to fill her teeth!"

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Jiang Zhuochen slammed on the brakes, and the electric scooter slowly came to a stop on the side of the road.

He immediately asked in the group chat, "Bro, which location exactly? I just finished delivering here, can I come over and check with you if it's on my way?"

The person quickly sent a location, which was a dilapidated neighborhood in the old city that was slated for demolition. The area looked messy and sparsely populated on the map.

After figuring out the route, Jiang Zhuochen turned the car around and drove off in the designated direction.

In the dead of night, the old town seemed to be separated from the bustling city. The intricate alleys were hidden in the thick darkness, with only a few dim streetlights shining, casting distorted shadows on the ground. The air was filled with the dampness of the old houses and a faint chill.

Jiang Zhuochen followed the GPS, riding his electric bike through winding paths. The further he went, the quieter it became; he couldn't even hear the meows of stray cats. He slowed down and cautiously scanned his surroundings.

Suddenly, a faint, sobbing sound drifted on the wind, interspersed with the man's terrified gasps.

Jiang Zhuochen's eyes sharpened, and he immediately rushed towards the source of the sound. Turning a corner, the scene before him made his heart skip a beat.

The man who had been chatting energetically in the group not long ago was now slumped in a secluded corner, his face ashen, his pupils dilated, and his whole body trembling like a leaf.

On his lap sat a figure dressed in light clothing with long, flowing hair.

The female ghost had her back to Jiang Zhuochen, so her face was obscured, but the chilling aura emanating from her was so intense it was almost tangible, icy and bone-chilling. She stretched out her pale, almost transparent hand, her fingertips sharp, and slowly reached towards the deliveryman's brow, clearly intending to drain his yang energy.

"Stop!" Jiang Zhuochen didn't have time to look closely. With a flick of his wrist, he had a talisman between his fingers. He infused it with spiritual power, and it turned into a golden light that shot towards the female ghost's back.

However, the female ghost seemed fearless. Just as the talisman was about to touch her, she suddenly turned around.

Jiang Zhuochen met a face.

It was an extremely beautiful face, with willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and a touch of cinnabar on her lips. Her eyes sparkled with a gentle light, and her cheeks were adorned with a pale pink mist, exuding an indescribable eeriness and allure.

The moment their eyes met, Jiang Zhuochen felt a sudden flutter in his heart.

"Hehehe..." The female ghost let out a series of charming and seductive laughs, but she did not dodge or avoid it, letting the exorcism talisman hit her back and explode into a ball of golden light.

She swayed slightly, but was not seriously injured. Instead, she used the force to float backward as if weightless, her misty eyes fixed on Jiang Zhuochen.

"Why is such a handsome young man all alone? Would you like to play with me tonight?"

The alluring voice entered his ears, and Jiang Zhuochen felt the hairs on his hands stand on end. Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he immediately steadied himself.

Just as he was about to unleash his magical artifact, the female ghost opened her mouth and exhaled a mist carrying a sweet and cloying fragrance.

The fog spread extremely quickly, covering half of the alley in a short time. Jiang Zhuochen subconsciously held his breath, but the fragrance seemed to seep through his skin. He felt a slight dizziness, and the female ghost in front of him became even more alluring and captivating, even the slightly fluttering sash of her clothes exuded an enticing luster.

In that instant of confusion, the female ghost's eyes gleamed brightly, and her figure approached like a phantom. A cold hand, seemingly gentle, actually struck Jiang Zhuochen's dantian with lightning speed!

In the critical moment, Jiang Zhuochen regained his senses. He turned to the side, and the cold palm brushed past his lower abdomen, bringing a chilling sensation and a strange tingling feeling. Although it avoided a vital spot, a scorching and intense heat still entered his body through the point of contact.

The female ghost, having failed in her attack, let out a triumphant laugh, and transformed into a red shadow, quickly disappearing into the thick night, leaving behind only a hazy, fading voice.

"Handsome young man, we'll meet again. Next time, you'll have to spend more time with me..."

Jiang Zhuochen clutched his stomach and shivered. He wanted to chase after him, but the heat in his meridians was surging wildly, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He glanced at the unconscious deliveryman and had to suppress his urge to pursue him. He went over to check on him and confirmed that the man was only in shock and had damaged yang energy, and was not in any danger to his life. Then he took out the man's phone and called the police.

After doing all this, Jiang Zhuochen realized that the heat that had invaded his body was suppressed by his own spiritual power and did not cause any harm. However, it felt like a moving worm stuck in his meridians, making him feel a little inexplicably irritable and... hot?

He shook his head to calm himself down. By the time he dragged his tired body back to the villa, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

Only a warm yellow floor lamp was lit in the living room. Xu Xing, wearing a bathrobe, was leaning against the sofa, clearly having been waiting for him. Seeing Jiang Zhuochen enter with a troubled expression, he immediately stood up to greet him: "Are you injured?"

The other person's appearance at that moment was as if shrouded in a layer of mist exhaled by a female ghost; just sensing it was enough to make one's heart flutter. Jiang Zhuochen stood rooted to the spot, completely stunned.

Xu Xing raised his hand and touched the side of his face. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Jiang Zhuochen shuddered, unconsciously pressing his head even closer to the other person's hand. After a while, his brain finally began to function again.

"It's nothing. I was just slightly ambushed by that female ghost. I'll recover after a short while." He waved his hand, not wanting Xu Xing to worry.

"Didn't I tell you to be careful?" Xu Xing turned him around to check if he was injured.

Jiang Zhuochen felt his bones go weak from being touched so much. He used to be used to such simple physical touches, so why did it feel so strange now?

He endured the discomfort of being examined before finally speaking, "I'll go back and use my internal energy to force it out."

Xu Xing watched his slightly hurried back, his brows furrowed, but he didn't ask any more questions; his eyes just darkened a little.

Jiang Zhuochen returned to his room, immediately sat down cross-legged, and began circulating his internal energy, attempting to expel the aura. Unexpectedly, the process went more smoothly than he had imagined. The aura roamed freely within his body for a while before being surrounded by his own spiritual power, gradually being refined and expelled.

But when the last trace of extreme heat disappeared, Jiang Zhuochen did not feel relieved at all. Instead, he felt the heat was even more intense, spreading unimpeded to his limbs and bones.

The alluring figure and sweet laughter of the female ghost involuntarily appeared before his eyes, but then gradually blurred, intertwining with the cold face of his master in his memory.

The scene showed the infatuation and passion of the previous few days, and then, without a sound, that heat disappeared without a trace.

A note from the author:

Hmm...hehehe

Let me make this clear first, I'm a pervert.