After binding the ghost, Xu Qi stepped aside. He still couldn't quite accept the male ghost's appearance.

Han Mengyao leaned closer and whispered to him, "How did you manage to run into them?" Han Mengyao had tried to help Chunhua up but failed, and she thought it was Ji Qian's special skill.

Ying Xu, who had experienced having his head pierced by his foot, also came over, wanting to know the answer too.

Xu Qi glanced at the two eager learners, then at Ji Qian, who was interrogating the ghost couple with a fierce expression. He pulled them to a corner and whispered:

“I can’t touch them, but anything Ji Qian touches will encounter ghosts.”

Furthermore, I've tested this before; after a person comes into contact with Ji Qian, they can encounter a ghost within a short period of time. I didn't calculate the exact time, but it should be around half an hour.

When Xu Qi said this, he deliberately turned his back to the camera and covered the microphones of the three people. The viewers watching the live stream only saw the three people talking furtively, and then Han Mengyao and Ying Xu showed expressions of sudden realization.

Is there anything I, as a VIP, can't listen to?!

[Sob sob, my child is growing up and starting to have their own little secrets.]

[Help! I really want to know! Director Liu, please help!]

Not only netizens, but Director Liu was also extremely curious, but he didn't dare to ask.

After all, it concerns Ji Qian. If he finds out and leaks it, who knows if Ji Qian will come after him with a kitchen knife. If it weren't for Lao Li's insistence, he wouldn't have allowed Ji Qian to continue participating in the show with those two murder weapons!

Director Liu became increasingly angry, so he went to the kitchen to argue with Lao Li again, only to find Lao Li butchering a pig as soon as he entered.

The pig was struggling fiercely today, and when Old Li slashed it, his face was splattered with blood. He was just about to find a rag to wipe it when he heard a noise at the door. When Old Li looked up, he saw Director Liu walking in.

Old Li felt a little guilty for arguing with Director Liu a couple of days ago because of Ji Qian, so he smiled at Director Liu. But for some reason, Director Liu hurriedly ran away after seeing him smile.

'Artists are all eccentrics,' Old Li muttered to himself, not bothering to chase after Director Liu, but instead lowering his head to continue focusing on his pig-slaughtering business.

This pig cost over 5,000 yuan when it was bought, which, in Lao Li's opinion, was much more valuable than Director Liu's.

Ji Qian had no idea what Xu Qi was talking about with the other two people; all her attention was now focused on the two ghosts.

What are your names?

"Wang Dahai" and "Niu Chunhua"

"How old were you when you died?"

"29 years old." "I'm three years older than Hai-gege, I went when I was 32." "That's good too, a woman three years older than her husband is a lucky match!"

"Ahem!" Ji Qian coughed twice, and the two ghosts who were about to start chatting again shuddered and instantly became obedient.

"Let me briefly explain your life experiences and causes of death."

Upon hearing Ji Qian's words, Niu Chunhua's eyes instantly reddened. Wang Dahai felt extremely distressed, but out of respect for Ji Qian, he didn't dare to comfort her. Instead, he took the initiative to speak:

"Let me go first, let me go first!" Seeing that Ji Qian's attention was drawn to him, Wang Dahai secretly gave Niu Chunhua a reassuring look.

"My family is from Wangjiatun, Liyuan Village, Wutai City. I didn't do well in school when I was young and failed the entrance exam. I started working with my uncle when I was 16."

Later, after he was injured and returned to his hometown, the boss promoted me to foreman.

Before I came here, my mom said she'd find me a wife when I got home, but I didn't go back, sob sob sob, I'm not married yet, sob sob sob!

Wang Dahai was indeed not very cultured; his speech was incoherent and Ji Qian had no idea how the topic had jumped to getting married.

Ji Qian didn't understand, but Chunhua did! He felt heartbroken seeing Hai-gege cry, but unfortunately, he couldn't move his arm to wipe away Wang Dahai's tears. He could only comfort him verbally: "It's okay, Hai-gege, you have me now. I'll go with you to visit our mother in her dream so she can rest in peace!"

【Grandma: You're a really nice person】

[If an old lady dreamed of this, she'd probably jump up and yell at someone.]

Help! This is clearly hellish, but I actually laughed out loud! Hahahaha!

[Knock on the Buddha and he will forgive you]

Buddha might forgive, but the Great Sea Maiden probably won't.

[If you ignore her appearance, Chunhua is quite gentle.]

[Hey, how did you miss that? Teach me! I just can't seem to catch it.]

[Just gouge your own eyes out! Since I can't see, the whole world feels bright! I've already cried three times over the love story of Chunhua and the sea!]

[Hey, you really don't need to yell like that!]

Seeing that Chunhua and Dahai were about to hug again, Ji Qian felt the veins on her forehead throbbing.

She swung her knife at them, and the two ghosts quickly dodged. Ji Qian gritted her teeth and pointed the knife at Wang Dahai: "Stop crying! Keep talking, or I'll chop you both up!"

Ji Qian had actually killed ghosts before, and when she got angry, her ruthlessness and killing intent immediately surfaced.

Seeing Ji Qian's anger, Wang Dahai immediately became much more obedient, and even his speaking speed when giving his explanation was much faster than before:

“I really didn’t mean any harm! I came to this old house because my boss arranged it. He said that he wanted to use this old house as the starting point to gradually renovate the surrounding villages and strive to turn this place into the next 5A-level scenic spot.”

I think this idea is pretty far-fetched. This place doesn't even have a river, and the mountains are completely barren. It's not even as nice as my hometown. But he said…”

Seeing that Wang Dahai was about to ramble on again, Ji Qian tapped the back of her knife. The crisp sound startled Wang Dahai, who had unconsciously strayed off course. He smiled ingratiatingly at Ji Qian and quickly steered the conversation back on track:

"When we arrived, there was nothing in this old house. The wood of the doors and windows was rotten, and there was always a foul smell. It took me and more than 20 workers more than half a month to clean it up and make it look somewhat presentable."

I died in June 1996. At that time, the boss owed me two months' wages, and I couldn't pay him either. The workers were slacking off, and I could only pretend I didn't see it.

One night after drinking, I went to the bathroom, and those guys, probably drunk, blocked the bathroom door from the outside to cause trouble.

I wasn't thinking clearly at the time, and in my panic, I tried to climb out of the window. Then I heard the sound of metal plates sliding above my head, and I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my lower back.

When I came to my senses, I was already lying on the ground, and I could see that my leg was stuck in the window, and blood was still gushing out from the cut on my waist.

Then everything went black, and when I opened my eyes again, no one could see me anymore.

Later, other people called the police. After my body was taken away, construction work stopped, and they all left.

After I died, I discovered that there were hundreds of years old ghosts in the other courtyards and upstairs. As a modern ghost, I couldn't afford to offend anyone, so I could only lie in the same spot and sleep every day.

"I have to thank you for this. It's all thanks to you waking me up that I was able to follow the singing to the well and meet Hua Hua, my darling."

"Then... how did you know the word 'baby'?" Ji Qian originally thought that Wang Dahai knew the word because he was a modern ghost, but she didn't expect that he died in 1996!

Ji Qian felt that society in 1996 was still very simple, and there probably wouldn't be such disgusting terms as "good baby"... right?