The next day, Shu Bai met with the Zhenling Division's chief commander, who had come to inquire about the situation, and the deputy commander, Zhao Wuwang, whose complexion was still not good.
The commander's attitude became much more polite, but his words still carried a hint of probing.
Shu Bai casually mentioned, "Last night there seemed to be some unusual activity in the manor. My wife sensed something and pointed out that about three miles to the southeast, there seemed to be a gathering of evil energy, which is the same as the recent disturbances in the manor. I wonder if the Zhenling Division has taken note of this?"
The commander and Zhao Wuwang exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.
Three miles to the southeast was the villa of Gao Bi, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, who disagreed with the Prince of Zhenbei.
They had their suspicions about Gao Bi, but they lacked evidence and he was too cautious.
How could this ghost bride be so accurately located?
Meanwhile, Yu Heng had already slipped away and arrived above Gao Bi's villa.
He looked down at the house shrouded in a faint illusion, and at the aura within it that shared the same origin as the puppet strings, and a wicked smile crept onto his lips.
"You like playing with ghosts, huh? Today I'll show you what a real 'ghost-fearing' person is."
Li Yuheng was eager to get started.
He didn't just barge in and beat people up.
That would be too undignified.
When a man is in charge, he emphasizes psychological warfare and mental dominance.
Li Yuheng floated to the window of Gao Bi's bedroom and looked at the middle-aged sorcerer who was meditating inside.
His face was slightly pale, clearly because he had suffered a backlash the previous night.
He cleared his throat, then spoke slowly in an ethereal voice:
“Fellow Daoist…do you know…forcibly detaining ghosts is against the natural order and shortens one’s lifespan…”
The sorcerer suddenly opened his eyes and looked around warily.
Li Yuheng continued in that tone, "The dark aura between your brows... has gotten even worse... I'm afraid... your days are numbered..."
The sorcerer's expression changed drastically, but he forced himself to remain calm: "What kind of demon is this, playing tricks on me!"
“It’s not a demon…” Li Yuheng’s voice echoed, shifting from left to right, “It is… a patrol from the underworld… who saw your soul about to leave your body… and came to… inform you…”
He simulated the sound of chains dragging on the ground, clattering, clattering.
The warlock's forehead began to sweat as he made hand seals, but he couldn't detect anything.
Li Yuheng shrugged, then changed his style again, imitating a shrew from the streets:
"Oh my! How much did Master Gao pay you to work so hard? Is your skill even enough? Look at the lousy ghost servant you created, it can't even stand up straight, it falls apart with one shout! Even the temporary street sweepers in the underworld are better than you!"
Warlock: "..."
He felt like he was going crazy.
Li Yuheng pressed on, playing his maniacal laughter on a loop in his ear: "Hohoho~ Hahahaha~ Hehehehe~"
Sometimes sharp, sometimes low, sometimes like hundreds of ducks quacking in unison.
The warlock's mental defenses completely collapsed, and he clutched his head and screamed in agony in the room.
…
When the people from the Zhenling Division received an anonymous tip and rushed into Gao Bi's villa, they found a mad, incoherent sorcerer.
He kept shouting, "A ghost!" "A procession from the underworld!" "Stop laughing!"
There was also Gao Bi standing next to him, his face ashen, trying to explain but unable to find the words.
The suspect was caught red-handed, and the evidence was irrefutable.
…
Inside the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion, the Princess listened to the steward's report, patted her chest, and said to the Prince, "Oh my, I never imagined my daughter-in-law had such abilities! She truly... truly brings good fortune to the family!"
The prince stroked his beard and nodded, deeply agreeing.
Shu Bai sat by the window, looking out at the bright and clear world.
Li Yuheng stood beside him, beaming with pride: "How about that? No bloodshed, all done easily. Aren't you impressed by your husband's charm?"
Shu Bai glanced at him and said slowly, "Hmm, I am quite impressed. Especially your 'hohoho hahahahaha' laughter, it lingers for days."
"That's right! I'm fluent in various dialects and can even change the tone of laughter. If necessary, I can even do a crazy rap. How about it, want to learn? I'll give you a 20% discount on the tuition. Consider it repayment for the time you taught me cat language swearing."
Shu Bai picked up his teacup and took a small sip.
"Forget it. Next time I need to accompany you to 'examine ghosts,' remember to let me know in advance."
"what?"
"So I can donate my ear in advance."
Li Yuheng was stunned for a moment, then chuckled twice and pounced on Shu Bai to hug her.
"Donating won't help; my voice directly affects the soul."
Shu Bai lowered her eyes, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a smile.
That's insane.
His thick skin is actually... uniquely cute.
But when Shu Bai looked up again, he saw Li Yuheng with his eyes closed, pouting as he leaned closer.
"...What are you doing?"
"Kiss me if you want, don't be shy." Li Yuheng maintained his pose, his tone generous, "I understand."
"What do you know? Do you know that you look like a fathead fish waiting for feed in a pond?"
Li Yuheng opened his eyes, his face full of shock, his mouth forming an "o" shape: "With my charm, you actually associated me with a fathead fish?"
“Then let’s try another one.” Shu Bai looked him up and down. “Like… a screaming chicken. Hahahahahahaha.”
"...You have such a cruel heart! Last night you called me 'sweetie,' and today you call me a screaming chicken! Tell me—"
"sorry."
"OK."
…
"Shu Bai, do you know what kind of person I am?"
"Hmm, what kind?" Shu Bai replied cooperatively.
"That's pretty much the kind of person I am. I can joke around with you and be very easygoing, but if you touch my sore spot, I'll show you what real darkness is."
This is the kind of wolf in sheep's clothing—seemingly innocent and naive, but actually cunning and shrewd. You can't possibly outsmart me, because I've already set you up from the very beginning.
I am the player, and you are merely a pawn. If you defy me, you will learn what cruelty and darkness truly mean.
I have never lacked ruthless methods nor a compassionate heart. I have both Buddha and demon in my heart, but I have sealed the demon deep inside, leaving only Buddha.
I wanted to treat everyone with a compassionate heart, but some people insisted that I unseal the demons in my heart.
Then I want to ask you, when faced with a true demon manifesting in the world, could you still remain calm?
"What are you babbling about? A kiss and you can keep quiet next time, right?"
"Two... hundred mouths. No price reduction. Slight negotiation possible."
"A knife."
"One hundred and ninety-nine mouthfuls."
"...Your knife is really small."
"That's why I'm called Little Knife. Come on!"
Shu Bai stared at that pouting mouth.
"Two hundred people, right?"
"Honest and fair dealings!"
"OK."
Shu Bai kissed him directly.
Li Yuheng: "!!!"
Before he could even savor the moment, Shu Bai stepped back and said, "Alright, one bite."
"That's considered one bite?!"
"Too short?"
"Of course! How can you measure a leading man's passionate kiss in seconds?"
"Then press what?"
"At least when I lit an incense stick, I couldn't taste anything."
"Oh?" Shu Bai slowly poured himself a cup of tea. "What flavor would you like to try?"
“Of course it is…” Li Yuheng suddenly stopped, narrowing his eyes, “Oh, you’re trying to trick me?”
Shu Bai sipped his tea, smiling but saying nothing.
Li Yuheng stared at his lips, which were wet with color, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
“Sparse and white”.
"Um?"
I feel like you're seducing me.
"You forgot to take your medicine again today? It's not good to keep forgetting."
"Medicine? I did forget to take it. But I think... you're more effective than medicine."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Yuheng reached out and grabbed Shu Bai's head, then kissed him firmly.
It's not about just scratching the surface.
It's the kind of deep kiss that makes a loud sound, like it's trying to suck the other person's soul out of them.
Li Yuheng wanted it, and Li Yuheng got it.
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