4-5: Ghost King
The room was eerily quiet.
Huai Yan didn't dare to breathe, her lips were pale, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.
Could it be an evil spirit from the villa? What would that evil spirit do to him?
This reminds me of a previous case where a host was silently killed by an evil spirit while sleeping.
Huaiyan broke out in a cold sweat, and his breathing, which had calmed down, became rapid again.
Sweat almost soaked through his bathrobe, leaving a large patch on his back.
Huaiyan barely managed to maintain his composure, glancing down at the ankle that was being held.
But I saw nothing.
He could feel that the cold thing was like a pair of men's hands, large and long.
Huai Yan's slender ankles were almost completely held.
If the other party wanted to, he could be firmly restrained right now.
However, the next movement of those hands made Huai Yan's breath catch in his throat.
"Who is it?!"
The sudden contact between the warm, soft flesh of his waist and the cold fingertips instantly cleared Huaiyan's mind.
He screamed and tried to grab the unseen large hand around his waist.
But when he suddenly slapped his waist, he didn't touch anything.
"What are you trying to do?!"
Huai Yan was truly frightened this time, and in his panic, he stumbled out of bed.
At this moment, he was absolutely certain that there really was a vengeful ghost in the villa.
And it was right in his room.
The window in the room today was not an accident either.
Huaiyan's palms were cold, and her hands were trembling uncontrollably. She wanted to escape from the room.
But for some reason, the door in front of them was suddenly welded shut.
No matter how much the inkstone was pushed or pulled, it remained motionless, showing no signs of opening.
For a moment, Huaiyan lost all strength and helplessly gripped the doorknob.
But those hands clearly had no intention of letting him go.
The boy was completely naked, standing at the bedroom door.
He seemed a little anxious as he opened the door.
However, he seemed oblivious to the impending danger.
The boy looked around in fear, his heart pounding.
"ah……!"
Huaiyan screamed and cowered in the corner, seeing enemies everywhere.
Huaiyan's fear reached its peak when faced with a man she couldn't see, a man who was in the dark while she was in the light.
Suddenly, a male voice rang out.
“I saw it,” the man said in a cold voice, “you were in your boyfriend’s arms, begging for sex.”
"No way!"
Huaiyan mustered his courage to retort, but his trembling body betrayed his fear, "He...he's my boyfriend..."
Unexpectedly, it was some word that angered this vengeful ghost.
The man snorted coldly, his voice as frosty as ice, mercilessly mocking, "What a boyfriend."
Would a boyfriend summon a demon king to harm his lover for the sake of his money?
She fears a ghost king who has never harmed her, but she is not afraid of her boyfriend who plots against her.
The man didn't understand, and his anger grew even stronger.
"He...he said he loves me..."
The boy, oblivious to the man's tone, pleaded softly, "Could you... could you please let me go..."
The man remained silent.
For a long time afterward, the man did not answer Huaiyan again.
"Let's break up sooner rather than later."
Before the man left.
Huai Yan only heard this sentence, which sounded like a command.
His consciousness was already in a state of confusion at that time, but he obediently nodded.
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As expected, Huaiyan caught a cold when she woke up the next day.
"Good heavens!"
073 yelled, "How did you end up like this?!"
Huaiyan: "..."
Huaiyan responded weakly, her eyelids drooping.
He seemed to still have some lingering effects from last night; his body was still trembling uncontrollably.
“Last night,” Huaiyan said softly, “I encountered a vengeful ghost.”
073 said "Oh," and then continued, "That's normal, isn't this just a facet of the Xuanxue (Mystic Degree)?"
A few seconds later, 073 finally realized what Huaiyan meant.
"What?!"
073 jumped three feet high, asking again in disbelief, "Who did you say you met?!"
That's a vengeful ghost, the big boss who's the central figure throughout the entire story!
In an instant, 073 understood what was going on.
He asked in surprise, "You weren't beaten up like this by that vengeful ghost, were you?!"
Huaiyan felt a sudden darkness engulf her vision.
"He could have just killed me," the boy said weakly, his eyes closed. "Why did he beat me up?"
073 asked tremblingly, "The vengeful ghost didn't do anything to you, did it?"
Huaiyan shook his head.
“No,” Huai Yan stated. “I originally thought he would just kill me.”
After all, there have been precedents before.
Most of the previous hosts were killed directly by vengeful ghosts, silently and without warning.
Huai Yan originally thought that if he encountered a vengeful ghost tonight, the ghost would definitely not let him go.
But the vengeful ghost did a few things and then left.
The men appeared to pose no threat whatsoever to their mission.
“However, he seems to…” Huai Yan speculated, “to have no intention of killing me.”
"That's good……"
073 completely collapsed backstage, saying, "I knew what was going on after I couldn't hear you speak last night."
073 has not been pushed out of the background.
He couldn't get in touch with Huaiyan directly; he was completely helpless, unable to get help from anyone in the backstage area.
“I was prepared last night,” 073 said honestly. “If anything happens to you, we can jump to the next dimension.”
The Huai inkstone still appears listless and weak.
The boy responded listlessly.
Then, he heard 073 suddenly lower his voice and ask.
"But I really want to know..."
073 cleared his throat and lowered his voice to continue.
"What did the vengeful ghost do to you last night?"
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