As Su Rong's eyes, full of pleading and helplessness, slowly turned to Chu Chu, an indescribable tension and expectation seemed to fill the air.
Chuchu's heart inexplicably tightened. She had never expected that the "friend" Su Rong mentioned was actually a woman. And from his extremely anxious expression, Chuchu could deeply feel his deep concern for this woman. This emotion made her heart ripple with bitterness and displeasure.
"It's okay for now." Chuchu's voice was soft but with unquestionable firmness. She slowly approached, her eyes swept over Lin Xiaoyang's slightly pale but beautiful face, and continued, "Let's move to the sunny room first. Those unclean things are most afraid of the baptism of sunlight. Of course, if a person's heart is full of haze, then even sunlight will find it difficult to penetrate." There was some philosophy in Chuchu's words, as if hinting at something.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoyang's eyes flashed with suspicion and disdain. She looked Chuchu up and down, as if trying to find something unusual about this suddenly appearing young woman. "Is she a Taoist priest? Or a Feng Shui master?" Lin Xiaoyang's tone was tinged with disdain, clearly skeptical of Chuchu's abilities. "I've already changed rooms five times, and it's no use." Her words revealed a deep sense of exhaustion and helplessness. Then, turning to Chuchu, she spoke more directly, "Go ask my mom for the money and leave. I don't need your help."
Facing Lin Xiaoyang's doubts and rejection, Chuchu didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled gently, a smile that concealed a hint of understanding and relief. "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. If you need anything, you can always ask Su Rong to contact me." With that, Chuchu turned and left, her steps light and resolute.
However, Su Rong was anxious. He almost subconsciously chased after her and quickly closed the door gently, fearing that he would disturb the tranquility of the room or that some unknown existence had come. He lowered his voice, his tone full of pleading: "Chu Chu, you saw something, right? Tell me, what should we do? She really can't go on like this."
Chuchu nodded slightly, with a complex light flashing in her eyes, "I saw it, there is indeed something lingering here." Her words were concise and powerful, making Su Rong's heart sink again.
"Then what should we do?" Su Rong's voice was filled with helplessness and anxiety. He was almost begging Chu Chu, "We've already looked for the Taoist priest several times, but it's all in vain. Chu Chu, as long as you're willing to help, I'm willing to promise you three things. No matter when and where you need me, I'll be there for you."
Chu Chu heard this and raised her lips slightly. She asked, "Is she so important? Is she worth your sacrifice?" Su Rong nodded firmly without hesitation. "She is a very important friend of mine. I can't just watch her suffer."
Chuchu's heart felt like it had been struck hard. She didn't understand why she was experiencing such intense emotion. She felt a tightness in her chest, wanting to vent but unable to. She unconsciously raised her voice, "She won't even move to a new room, how can I help you?" There was a subtle tinge of anger in her words.
Su Rong sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness and apology. "She is a patient and emotionally unstable. Don't argue with her. I will go and convince her and take her to the sunny room. But what are you going to do next?"
Chu Chu took a deep breath and tried to calm her inner turmoil. She knew she couldn't let her emotions get the better of her. She replied coldly, "I want to talk to the ghost. You don't need to participate in this process."
After she finished speaking, she didn't give Su Rong any chance to refute. She turned around and pushed open the gloomy door again, quickly slipped in, and slammed the door shut, blocking out all prying eyes.
Inside the room, the light was dim and the air was filled with an indescribable chill, as if even time had stood still.
Chu Chu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let her mind gradually calm down, preparing to face the upcoming unknown challenges.
Chuchu locked the door tightly and sat alone on the soft sofa. The air around her seemed to tremble slightly with the incantation she whispered softly. With just a short, mysterious syllable, the previous chilling atmosphere suddenly condensed, and a female ghost with a sad face suddenly appeared in her sight, trembling and kneeling at her feet.
The ghost girl's voice was filled with endless sorrow: "Your Excellency, I was unaware of your presence here. I apologize for any offense. Please forgive me."
Chuchu had a half-smile on her face, but her eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty: "Why don't you want to go to the underworld and end your life, but instead linger in the human world and even hurt innocent people?"
At this time, a female ghost with a round face and tears in her eyes mustered up her courage, took a few steps forward, and said with a sob, "My Lady, I died unjustly! My body has not yet rested in peace, hidden without a trace by that Lin Xiaoyang. He has never revealed the whereabouts of my body, making it impossible for me to find my home..."
Chu Chu's tone remained cold and firm: "Although your experience is sympathetic, it is not a reason for you to stay in the human world and harm humans. Tell me, why did Lin Xiaoyang do such a cruel thing to you?"
The round-faced ghost's tears seemed to turn into tears of blood, slowly sliding down. She recalled painfully, "Just because I fell in love with Su Rong, I mustered up the courage to confess my feelings to her. But who could have known that this would be the beginning of my death. Lin Xiaoyang, out of jealousy and anger, brutally murdered me... After a long time, I couldn't even remember my own name, as if I had never existed in this world..."
Chuchu sighed softly. She knew that if a soul wandered the human world for too long, it would gradually lose its memory and become a wandering soul without a master. She turned to look at the more serious-looking soul with a long face and asked in a deep voice, "So, what is your entanglement with Lin Xiaoyang that has prevented you from resting in peace as well?"
The spirit's voice was filled with endless sorrow and confusion. It slowly narrated, "The memory of my own death seems shrouded in a thick fog, impossible to discern. But one image remains remarkably clear—it was her, commanding those men, group after group. They closed in on me like wolves, showing no mercy. Their hands brutally ripped my clothes apart, and as the shreds flew, I felt as if all dignity and protection had been stripped away. Then, a bone-chilling chill filled me, and I found myself thrown into cold water. The chill penetrated my core, making every cell in my body tremble. I struggled desperately, trying to grasp at even a shred of hope for survival, but the suffocating feeling tightened around my throat like an iron clamp, ultimately causing me to sink into endless darkness..."
After hearing this, a trace of pity flashed in Chuchu's eyes. She gently placed her index finger on the soul-frozen brows, closed her eyes and concentrated. In a moment, a huge amount of information flooded into her mind like a tide.
When she opened her eyes again, there was a look of understanding in them. She sighed softly, her tone full of emotion: "So that's how it is."
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