The little ghost hid in the corner, staring at him sinisterly. Her face was so beautiful that even with her mournful expression, she looked as beautiful as a carefully crafted doll. Perhaps some naive people would think the little ghost was staring at people like this on purpose, tempting them to approach her, to be controlled by her soul, to become her toy.
All right.
Jiang Wenchao couldn't remain indifferent under such a gaze.
He spoke first and said, "Let's talk."
This made the little ghost feel much more proud, thinking that he had bowed his head and admitted defeat, and was defeated by the great devil Yu Huan.
"Why aren't you afraid of me?" She circled around him curiously.
This scene was obviously normal, but Jiang Wenchao was inexplicably reminded of what happened in the bathroom. She had looked at him with the same eyes at that time...
The places where her eyes passed seemed to be touched by flames and became hot uncontrollably.
How dare he not answer her question!
Yu Huan was furious.
Jiang Wenchao came to his senses just before she lost her temper: "I've seen many ghosts."
"Am I the scariest one?" Yu Huan asked seriously, his hands behind his back.
Of course not.
The ghosts he had seen were of all kinds, each terrifying in its own way. Some looked like skulls without heads, some were completely insane and resembled ferocious tigers, and some were mad and devoured human flesh...
She can only be considered the most beautiful one.
But if I answer like this, she might get angry again. The little kid has a bad temper...
Jiang Wenchao nodded against his conscience.
As expected, she knew she was the best.
"Are you a monk or a Taoist priest?" The little ghost was shocked when he saw the beads on his wrist.
Jiang Wenchao said: "I am not, my master is."
He was born with a special physique, which made him easily attract wild ghosts and evil spirits. He suffered greatly from them when he was young and almost lost his life.
Later, the elders in his family found a great and talented monk for him, took him to a temple to practice, and gave him magical instruments to wear on his body. Only then did those things dare not set their sights on him anymore.
His master was a powerful person, and he was just a little apprentice. Apprentices were naturally inferior to their masters.
Yu Huan was no longer afraid.
"What are you doing here?" Yu Huan asked him again.
She had a lot to say, and I don’t know if it was because no one had paid attention to her for a long time that made her inexplicably excited at this moment.
"Travel." The long eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow.
Actually not.
It's to see you.
I calculated that there would be a wonderful story between us. The ending I saw didn't seem very good, but I still couldn't bear to miss it.
Now it seems that I came to the right place.
At least now, he had no regrets. The brief few seconds when he was naked didn't count.
They had agreed to have a chat, but before they knew it, she was interrogating him. If they kept talking, it was possible that he would reveal all his family's assets.
"What's your name?" Jiang Wenchao asked her.
The little ghost followed suit: "What's your name?"
"I asked you first."
As childish as a kid.
"You speak first."
Okay, he compromised, "Jiang Wenchao. What about you?"
"I won't tell you." The kid had a smug smirk on his face.
Before Jiang Wenchao could say anything, she ran through the wall and it was too late to catch her.
But Jiang Wenchao was not too worried. He always felt that she was just playing and would not be lost.
Just at this moment, Qi Yanan called Jiang Wenchao from outside the door to go to the attic upstairs to take a look, as if he had discovered something.
Qi Yanan was anxious and rushed up the stairs in three or two steps.
When Jiang Wenchao was going upstairs, a little ghost suddenly appeared beside him and stretched out his legs to trip him aggressively.
She couldn't reach him, but it would be best if she could scare him, so that he would shiver and then sit down on the steps.
The little ghost raised his toes and lay on the stairs in a sideways stretching position, and his beautiful, ghostly eyes slowly looked towards Jiang Wenchao.
Jiang Wenchao's eyes curved, his fingers slightly bent, and he vaguely gathered them in the air, as if touching her head from a distance, and casually admonished her: "Be good."
Yu Huan bit his fingers like an angry little mouse.
"Is the door open?" Qi Yan'an asked.
Before going in, Chi Jing hesitated again: "Wouldn't this be a bad idea?"
"What should we do? We will go back when the rain stops. Are we going to let this ghost stay here? There are only three of us, grandma and her family, and we don't know how long it will take for the child to come back. If something really happens, who can stop it?" Qi Yan'an said in a low voice.
He really felt that his grandmother was as kind as his own grandmother, so he wanted to clear up the misunderstanding between them and let his grandmother know that they were not lying.
Struggling with the issue, they looked at Jiang Wenchao.
When people die, they are supposed to be reincarnated and enter the cycle of reincarnation. The ghosts that remain in the human world are mostly because of obsession.
Ghosts in the world of the living violate the rules of heaven and the order of life and death. It would be fine if their obsession was resolved by chance, but the little ghost's soul is already unstable, which shows that it is because he has been forced to stay there for too long.
If this continues, the body will be unable to bear it, and gradually lose self-awareness and rationality, becoming a resentful and evil spirit, hurting people uncontrollably. After the incident, a Taoist priest will most likely come to exorcise the ghost, and at that time, the only fate is to scatter the soul.
Thinking of that divination, Jiang Wenchao frowned.
"Go in and take a look first. Don't break anything. Come out and explain to grandma."
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The attic actually looks like a place to store miscellaneous items. The furniture is covered with a layer of dust, and there are small spiders spinning and weaving webs in the corners.
There were a lot of things on the table, and they checked them carefully.
The first thing that caught his eye were two rectangular candy tins. Chi Jing carefully opened them and took a look. They were empty, with nothing in them. They looked like the candy boxes that people were reluctant to throw away after eating.
But there was nothing inside.
There were many books on the bookshelf against the wall. Jiang Wenchao walked closer and found that the books seemed to be arranged by age. At the front were picture books for younger children, followed by story books with more words, and then some magazines and comics...
It’s like witnessing a person’s gradual growth process.
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