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◎Live broadcast + go home◎
[Evil ghost? This is the first one the anchor has connected to recently.]
[I feel like I have done something wrong]
It's more than just a feeling.
[This seems to be Wang Yinshan of Aragonite Mining]
Jiang Chuxu looked at the terrified Wang Yinshan on the screen, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.
She didn't even need to "look" specifically. In her eyes, there was a translucent shadow almost right behind Wang Yinshan.
It was the outline of a young man, wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, but half of his head was collapsed, dark red bloodstains coagulated on his hair and face, and only a bloody hole remained in one eye. The other intact eye was staring at the back of Wang Yinshan's head.
Wang Yinshan touched his arm and said cautiously, "I think he hates me."
Jiang Chuxu laughed out loud and nodded. "The ghost following you is a young man with half his head smashed in. He's dressed quite casually and is right behind you. He really hates you."
The blood color on Wang Yinshan's face faded away completely in an instant, faster than applying a layer of white paint.
He suddenly jumped up from the expensive leather boss chair, and his movement was so hasty that the chair legs made a harsh noise by scraping against the smooth floor.
He stared at Jiang Chuxu in horror, and seemed to want to look back behind him, but his neck was stiff and he didn't dare to turn around.
"Zhou Ming?!" He squeezed out two broken syllables from his throat, his voice trembling and with a hint of despair.
"It's him, he's here, right here!"
He spun around in circles like a headless fly, his panic evident through the screen.
[Confirmed! They know each other]
[This person really has something fishy going on]
[This Mr. Wang’s reaction is abnormal]
"Tell me," Jiang Chuxu's voice came through the phone, "Who is Zhou Ming? How did he die? What's your relationship with him?"
The peaceful life on her side was in stark contrast to the chaos and war on Wang Yinshan's side.
Jiang Chuxu paused, glanced at Wang Yinshan's reaction, and then continued: "Even if you don't say it, I can know it."
Wang Yinshan patted his head. He felt that he was really confused for choosing to connect. Unfortunately, he was not sure if he could handle the other heavenly masters.
What if other people knew what he had done in the live broadcast room? He would definitely lose his job.
He glanced at Jiang Chuxu, then quickly waved his hand and said, "Anchor, I don't need your help."
After saying that, he wanted to get off the microphone, but no matter how he clicked to exit, it wouldn't work. The phone seemed to be stuck on the live broadcast page.
A trace of panic flashed across Wang Yinshan's face. Why couldn't he quit?
He poked at the phone screen frantically, his fingers turning white from the force, but the button to exit the live broadcast seemed to be welded and did not move at all.
The images in the live broadcast room were still being transmitted steadily, revealing his current embarrassment and guilty conscience.
[There must be something wrong, anchor, don't let him get away! ]
【Is he unable to retreat? 】
I tried it, I can quit anyway.
【What a retribution】
"Want to leave?" Jiang Chuxu's voice came through the phone. She sneered, "It's too late."
As soon as she finished speaking, the ghost with half of its head collapsed, who had been sticking close to Wang Yinshan, seemed to be completely enraged by Wang Yinshan's attempt to escape.
What was originally just a translucent shadow suddenly became clearer.
The intact eye was instantly filled with red light, and dark red blood continued to seep out from the collapsed half of the head. A cold air even more intense than before instantly swept through the entire luxurious study.
The crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the study suddenly flickered and kept shaking, clanging and colliding with each other. The light flickered, making Wang Yinshan's pale face look like a ghost.
Several deep scratches appeared on the surface of the expensive leather sofa for no reason
Wang Yinshan felt an indescribable chill instantly rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head, and his heart seemed to be pierced through.
He let out a "ugh" sound, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, his eyes bulged out, and his body, which had just stood up, collapsed limply on the carpet again. His hands and feet were cold, and even his fingertips could not move at all.
He could only stare at Jiang Chuxu's calm eyes on the phone screen, and...
And Zhou Ming behind him!
"Zhou, Zhou Ming, don't..." Wang Yinshan kept begging for mercy, his face covered with tears of fear mixed with snot.
Jiang Chuxu waved his hand gently, and the resentment wrapped around Wang Yinshan's neck suddenly stagnated, and then quickly retracted into Zhou Ming's body. Its blood-red single eye stared at Wang Yinshan on the ground, filled with overwhelming hatred and extreme unwillingness, but it did not move any closer.
The fatal pressure on Wang Yinshan suddenly disappeared, and he was thrown back into the water like a dying fish.
He suddenly arched his body, burst into heart-wrenching coughing and dry heaving, then gasped for breath, tears streaming down his face, looking extremely miserable.
Jiang Chuxu looked at Wang Yinshan, who was lying on the ground like a pile of mud on the screen, and said, "Last chance. Who is Zhou Ming? How did he die? Where is his body?"
Wang Yinshan completely collapsed. Under the extreme fear of having just brushed past death, in front of the live camera from which he could not escape, and under the gaze of Jiang Chuxu, all his luck and resistance seemed like a joke.
He slumped on the carpet, his eyes empty, his lips trembling, and began to narrate mechanically.
"Zhou Ming is my partner. He has a new material that could be patented and could make a lot of money. I wanted it, so I met him at my study to discuss buying it. I wanted to buy it at a low price, but he refused, calling me heartless. As we were shoving each other, I picked up a nearby paperweight and hit him multiple times. It wasn't until his head was rotten and bleeding that I reacted."
At that moment he was panicked, but also excited, because then no one could stop him from making money.
He hid Zhou Ming's body in a mezzanine space behind the bookshelf and sealed it.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but there was only a short section of surveillance on Zhou Ming’s way here. So even though the police came, they were only somewhat suspicious, but they didn’t find any clues.
But recently the stench has seeped out. Wang Yinshan is not sure whether it is because of his guilty conscience, but he can smell a faint stench in the study.
Along with the stench came a feeling of fear. He began to frequently feel that there was someone standing behind him, constantly expressing his resentment.
[You beast, you really killed someone and hid the body.]
[You're not a human being if you kill someone for money]
[They even used cement to seal the wall and destroy the body. How cruel!]
[Anchor, please catch him!]
"Address." Jiang Chuxu said concisely.
"No. 1 Wanghai Road, Binhai City, Building A, Lanshan Villa District."
Wang Yinshan's voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a desperate whimper.
Jiang Chuxu got the answer he wanted, and without looking at him again, he said to the live camera: "Okay, we can go catch him now."
The barrage of comments was instantly drowned out by “Call the police” and angry cries. Jiang Chuxu tapped his finger and ended the live broadcast cleanly. Wang Yinshan’s tearful face and the luxurious but hellish study disappeared from the screen in an instant.
Silence returned to the room.
She looked at the message displayed on her mobile phone screen: "The host has ended the live broadcast, go to another live broadcast room", and then let out a long breath.
The case of wealthy man Wang Yinshan murdering someone and hiding a body became a sensational social news. The evidence is irrefutable, and Wang Yinshan will be severely punished by law.
Jiang Chuxu's life returned to its previous rhythm. He would occasionally do live broadcasts and solve some minor supernatural incidents in his daily life. The rest of the time he would play with cats and stare blankly, cooperate with special departments to do some finishing work, and wait for the opportunity to return to his own world.
Ding Yucheng and the others were extremely busy. The huge remnants of the K organization were eliminated bit by bit. The information about the secret strongholds provided by Jiang Chuxu played a huge role and several big fish hidden deep inside were caught. She was like a bystander, watching everything settle down.
Late one night, Jiang Chuxu sat by the window, looking at the twinkling lights of the city outside. Xiao Hei was curled up on her legs and sleeping soundly.
She glanced at the merit points recorded in the system. The numbers in that column had accumulated to a considerable amount.
Almost there.
This thought came to her mind without warning, and she seemed to be able to return to her own world.
She has always been thinking about the original owner's parents. The souls of the couple seemed to have evaporated from the earth. The K organization and K's memory also proved that the souls of the original owner's parents were really not with them.
Jiang Chuxu rubbed her head, and she had an answer in her mind. Wherever the original owner's soul was, the souls of the original owner's parents should also be there.
Jiang Chuxu called out the system. The merit points on the system panel were useless. It would be better to buy some things and leave them for them. After all, they got along pretty well during this period of time.
She thought about it and decided that what was most needed was probably the function of sharing the Yin-Yang Eyes, so she directly transferred this function to the software developed by the special department, so that in the future, if they wanted to see ghosts, they could directly use the conference function of the software.
She thought about it, and exchanged a lot of talismans, then classified them and noted what they were and what their uses were.
It's nice, a parting gift after staying here for so long.
Xiao Hei seemed to have noticed something, stopped snoring, and looked at her warily.
Jiang Chuxu reached out and rubbed the top of its furry head hard. Xiao Hei squinted his eyes comfortably and purred in his throat again, but the tip of his tail twitched slightly in anxiety.
"Gone." She said softly.
The moment the thought came to her mind, an irresistible suction enveloped her, as if she were falling into the deep sea.
【goodbye. 】
…
The moment Jiang Chuxu regained consciousness, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Hospital?
She looked up and saw the white ceiling. Her body felt heavy as if filled with lead and her throat was dry and tight. She tried to move her fingers and her joints made a slight clicking sound.
She moved slightly and touched something soft. It was Xiao Hei. Fortunately, Xiao Hei was still following her.
"woke up?"
A hoarse voice sounded from the bedside, with a hint of disbelief and surprise.
Jiang Chuxu turned his head slightly, and Qin Huai was sitting on a chair beside the bed.
He looked terrible, his hair was a little messy, there was a patch of blue stubble on his chin, his eye sockets were deep, there were dark circles under his eyes, and his face was tired and pale, as if he had not slept for many years.
Qin Huai's shirt was wrinkled, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and his exposed forearms seemed thinner.
He was like a bow stretched too tight. When he saw her open her eyes, the string suddenly relaxed. Ecstasy almost broke through the thick layer of fatigue, but was forcibly suppressed.
His lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start. He stood up suddenly and rang the bedside bell.
After a period of chaos, doctors and nurses came to check and confirmed that Jiang Chuxu had really woken up, but because he had been lying in bed for a long time, he was a little malnourished, and his body would need some time to recover before it could return to normal.
"Are you really awake?" Qin Huai stood by the bed and asked again. His voice was even hoarse, with a cautious confirmation, as if he was afraid that the scene before him was an illusion.
Jiang Chuxu nodded. If she hadn't been so weak, she would have slapped him.
Qin Huai reacted immediately, frantically reaching for the water cup on the bedside table, inserting a straw, and carefully bringing the tip of the straw to her lips.
The warm water soaked his throat, bringing a sense of relief. Jiang Chuxu sipped it in small sips, his eyes fixed on Qin Huai's haggard face.
"How long?" Her voice finally recovered a little, although it was still weak.
"What?" Qin Huai didn't react for a moment.
"How long have I slept?" Jiang Chuxu looked at his bloodshot eyes.
Huai tightened his grip on the cup and lowered his voice, "Almost two months."
It seems that the speed of time flowing in the two worlds is the same.
"That morning..." Qin Huai's voice was a little hoarse. "I went to look for you, but you didn't wake up. No matter how I called you, you didn't respond. My uncle and the others came to see you and said that your soul was lost."
He paused, as if recalling those desperate days, a deep weariness and lingering worry etched across his brow. "They tried everything: summoning spirits, asking for divination, using various formations, but they couldn't find your soul. It was as if it had vanished into thin air, without a trace. My uncle and the others were frantic, mobilizing nearly every connection they had, searching the world for clues, searching for any place that might have trapped your soul."
He gave a wry smile and said, "But it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. There's no news at all."
Even Xiao Hei couldn't be found at all.
Qin Huai's eyes dimmed for a moment. He always felt that these were his fault, so there was self-blame in his tone.
The ward fell into a brief silence, with only the faint sound of dripping water.
Qin Huai took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and looked at her with a burning gaze: "I'm glad you're awake, I'm glad you're awake. I have to tell my uncle and the others quickly. They're still looking for you outside. They must be very happy to hear the news!"
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and walked out of the ward to make a call. Jiang Chuxu could hear Qin Huai's voice even while lying in the ward.
By the time Qin Huai finished his call, almost ten minutes had passed. He just walked in and seemed to not know what to do, so he picked up the cup and prepared to get some water.
"Wait." Jiang Chuxu's voice was not loud.
Qin Huai paused and looked at her in confusion.
Jiang Chuxu raised the hand that was not connected to the IV drip. Her movements were a little slow, but extremely firm. She passed her hand over the edge of the bed, shaking the IV drip slightly, and then her cold fingers gently grabbed Qin Huai's wrist.
Qin Huai's whole body stiffened, and he felt like a tiny electric current running through the place where she touched. He lowered his head and stared at Jiang Chuxu's hand, not knowing how to react for a moment.
"Qin Huai," Jiang Chuxu looked at him, his eyes clear and calm, without any shyness, only a kind of calmness that had settled everything. "I agree with what you told me before. To be more precise, I thought it through the day you told me."
Qin Huai's mind buzzed and went blank. What did he say before?
Confession?
When he thought she might never wake up and was eroded by regret and worry day and night, that incident almost became a pain that he dared not touch.
He looked at Jiang Chuxu blankly, his lips moved but no sound came out.
Jiang Chuxu slightly curved the corners of his mouth, the arc was very faint: "Can you believe it? I actually traveled to another world. When I was dealing with a supernatural incident in that world, I thought of you."
Jiang Chuxu was talking about what happened at Xinghua Building at that time. In addition to her master's disciples, she also thought of Qin Huai.
She paused, looked at Qin Huai's suddenly wide eyes and added: "That's when I knew I liked you."
The ecstasy of regaining what he had lost instantly overwhelmed Qin Huai. All his fatigue, worry and despair were washed away at this moment. He held her cold hand tightly with his backhand, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub it into his bones and blood. However, he was afraid of hurting her, so he quickly loosened his grip.
Qin Huai's eyes couldn't help but redden. In the end, he just lowered his head and gently rested his forehead on the hand she was holding. His voice was choked with sobs and a heavy nasal tone: "Welcome home, Xuxu."
Xuxu is Jiang Chuxu's nickname, and most of the people in the sect call him that. There is also a Qinhuai.
After several seconds, Qin Huai finally raised his head. There were still traces of tears on his face, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. He looked at Jiang Chuxu as if he couldn't get enough of him. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a silly but extremely sincere smile: "I still like you, more than before."
Jiang Chuxu couldn't help but smile at him. She gently shook his hand back and said, "Well, I went through a lot over there. I'll tell you about it later."
For example, regarding the matter of Chen Jiuyu, she suspected that if Chen Jiuyu had not done so much research on transforming ghosts and given those things to K, she would never have traveled through time.
But now is not the time to think so much, she feels she needs another sleep.
"Don't worry, I will wake up. Even if I go to another place, I will find a way to come back."
After all, this is her home.
【Author’s words】
Next is the story of the heroine's original world. The main extra chapters include the heroine's previous events and the relationship between the heroine and the hero (before crossing), as well as some things after the heroine came back.
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