Having located Fang Zhiyi, He Yuling floated straight toward that lonely little courtyard.

As she approached, the lights in the room began to flicker.

The door that could keep out thieves was useless in front of this vengeful ghost. She slowly floated through the door and entered, and a splash of bright red appeared in front of Fang Zhiyi.

When He Yuling entered, all the memorial tablets in the room trembled violently, and the yellow talismans pasted on the doors and windows emitted a faint light.

However, Fang Zhiyi realized that she had underestimated He Yuling's resentment.

She landed on the ground, her face ashen, and walked towards Fang Zhiyi step by step. With each step she took, several yellow talismans spontaneously combusted, and the spirit tablets that tried to resist the evil aura she emitted collapsed one by one.

He Yuling was somewhat disappointed. Fang Zhiyi looked at her but did not shout, nor was she afraid, nor did she run away.

She was very dissatisfied; she wanted all these people to die miserably and painfully.

"Hehehehe..."

A chilling, ghostly laugh reached Fang Zhiyi's ears.

Fang Zhiyi frowned. A ghost's wailing usually leaves room for negotiation, but if a ghost laughs, it's a fight to the death.

He Yuling reached out her hand to Fang Zhiyi; her nails had become long and black.

Fang Zhiyi suddenly sighed: "You're so ugly."

He Yuling was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?!"

"I'm telling you, you're so ugly. Let me tell you, if it weren't for your father's sake, I wouldn't even bother with you. Do you think you're some kind of beauty that could topple kingdoms?"

"You deserve to die!" He Yuling's resentment erupted violently. She did not expect that she had become a vengeful ghost. Not only was the person in front of her not afraid, but he even insulted her!

She lunged forward, and Fang Zhiyi finally took out her hand from behind her back and flung out a handful of yellow talismans.

Although it wouldn't cause He Yuling any major harm, out of natural self-control, He Yuling still took a few steps back. But when she looked at Fang Zhiyi's location again, she found that he was gone.

Only the window was slammed shut with a "bang".

"You must die! You absolutely must die!" He Yuling was clearly determined to kill Fang Zhiyi, and she chased after her.

The room quieted down, and Fang Zhiyi slowly crawled out from under the bed: "This person wasn't very bright when he was human, and he's even worse now that he's a ghost."

Xiao Hei nodded in agreement. It could see that He Yuling was now searching everywhere outside like a headless fly.

Fang Zhiyi had a breath-holding talisman that had just been affixed to her body. It was a very special talisman that could isolate a person's breath for a short period of time.

When He Yuling finally understood and returned to the house, Fang Zhiyi had already slipped away, leaving two large characters written in chicken blood on the wall.

"Idiot"

He Yuling let out an angry shriek, which almost woke up half of the residents of Jiangzhen.

Fang Zhiyi has taken away all of He Yuling's hatred. Now, all He Yuling wants to do is find Fang Zhiyi and tear him to pieces.

He Yuling wandered around Jiangzhen for a long time but couldn't find Fang Zhiyi. Furious, she simply stayed in Fang Zhiyi's house, determined to wait for him to return.

She never dreamed that Fang Zhiyi would run all the way to the He family's house and even choose a nice-looking guest room to sleep in by herself.

"It's just moving to a different place, I know it well."