Hearing this, her eyes were visibly panicked and she ran away in a hurry.
"Hey, wait, don't go!" Leng Xingqi stood up and chased after him, but when he was at the door, he saw the other person walk through the door.
Leng Xingqi widened his eyes again, his face full of disbelief.
This... this... How is this possible?!
He pinched the flesh of his thigh hard, causing him to grimace in pain.
Leng Xingqi's mind went blank and he retreated back to the bed in fear.
No, no, it must be an illusion, it must be.
How could there be ghosts in this world?!
That night, Leng Xingqi's scientific views were shattered and reconstructed.
He wrapped himself in a small blanket, a feeling of fear enveloping him tightly, and he dared not close his eyes.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Ji Boyan came to the study.
The lock of the study is rusty and cannot be opened.
Even after prying open the lock, the door still couldn't be pushed open.
This is Ji Bohan's place, and he doesn't allow anyone to come in.
Ji Bohan walked at a leisurely pace and passed through the door easily.
The dark study suddenly lit up with his arrival, as if it were daytime.
The study is very large, and the bookcase behind the desk is three meters high. You need a ladder next to it to reach the books that are high up.
However, Ji Bohan does not need such external things.
He first looked around at the books below, and found that there was nothing he wanted, so he slowly rose into the air and went to the upper bookshelf.
His eyes moved quickly around, and he finally found the long-dusty books in the corner of the top floor.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the book was in his hands.
The book is wrapped in a yellowed wrapper, as if it is from hundreds of years ago.
He slowly turned the pages, browsing them one by one.
Some words caught his eye.
He paused and studied it carefully.
To freely control one's own soul and aura requires... absorbing the essence of a man when he is aroused?
Ji Bohan's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly.
He flipped through the pages again but found no introduction to the cultivation techniques for male ghosts.
Ji Bohan pursed his thin lips and threw it back.
What a crappy book.
Is it appropriate to ask a man like him to do such a thing?
Ji Bohan returned to Yan Xi's room depressed.
Yan Xi had fallen asleep. He slept extremely soundly, in a bold posture, without any guard, and had no idea what kind of house he was sleeping in.
Ji Bohan stared at his face, raised his hands, floated to his side, and slowly approached him.
Yan Xi, who was sleeping, noticed something, shrank his neck, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
Seeing this, Ji Bohan's hand froze in mid-air and he retracted it dejectedly.
Ji Bohan's face was gloomy, and the temperature in the room dropped even lower.
Yan Xi began to tremble, showing signs of waking up.
Ji Bohan took a look, adjusted his mood, sat on the sofa, and fell into a dilemma of self-entanglement.
As time passed, a white fish belly appeared on the horizon.
The birds in the woods chirped.
Yan Xi yawned, whimpered, opened her eyes, turned her head but didn't see Ji Baihan.
Huh? Where's everyone? Why isn't he here?
Yan Xi scratched his head in confusion, feeling a little strange.
It’s Shen Menglai who cooks today.
To be honest, the taste is just so-so.
Yan Xi didn't want to eat anymore after eating a little.
At the dinner table, Leng Xingqi was always absent-minded. When others had almost finished eating, he was still poking at the rice in his bowl, frequently losing his focus.
Seeing this, Shen Menglai was a little overwhelmed, and said in a low voice, “Xingqi, is the food not to your liking?”
"Ah?" Leng Xingqi suddenly came to his senses and looked at her in confusion, "What did you just say?"
Shen Menglai pursed her lips.
Ouyang Yi noticed her depressed mood and quickly nudged Leng Xingqi, whispering, "She asked you if the food was to your liking? You kept refusing to eat, which was really hurtful."
Leng Xingqi reacted and quickly waved his hands, "Meng Lai, don't get me wrong, I was just thinking about something and was completely lost in thought. I didn't mean to not eat, nor did I mean to not answer you."
Chen Menglai felt a little better and smiled faintly, "It's okay, I'm just too sensitive. My cooking skills are really not that good, so I made you laugh."
"No, no, it's delicious, much better than what I can give someone who can't cook." Xiong Yuanke spoke up quickly to smooth things over.
Shu Yan smiled and said, "That's right, I don't know anything yet."
After receiving the comfort, Chen Menglai's brows relaxed. "Thank you everyone, but Xingqi, what are you thinking about? I see that you have been out of shape today, as if you have lost your soul. I don't know what happened to Su Mo. She went out early in the morning, saying that she wanted to help a child find his mother. Where did this child come from in this desolate mountain? She hasn't come back yet."
"Isn't this some new scam to kidnap college students?!" Shu Yan exclaimed in surprise.
Xiong Yuanke frowned, "No way? There's no one here except this villa, and because it's a scenic spot, few people come to this mountain."
Hearing this, Leng Xingqi's whole body went cold, and his hands holding the dishes and chopsticks trembled, "I, I think I should know why."
"What?" Everyone looked at him.
Leng Xingqi put down his bowl and chopsticks, trying to control his voice, "I saw a ghost yesterday."
Xiong Yuanke sneered, "Ghost? Xingqi, what are you talking about? There's no ghost. It must be someone from the scenic area pretending to be one."
"No, it's true. I saw her pass through the door in front of me with my own eyes, and then disappeared. I wasn't dreaming, really, you believe me." Leng Xingqi looked around, afraid to see the ghost again.
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