Suspicious of Ghost Life

The Fierce Ghost's thoughts were impossible to read, and Liu Haoyu had no idea where Qin Liu wanted to control Deng Xiaolin to go.

Since he did not know whether she meant him any harm, he could only borrow Deng Xiaolin's Peach Wood Sword to deal with any battle that might break out.

"Can you see me?"

A light, gentle female voice rang out in the room. Clearly, it belonged to Qin Liu.

"I can't."

Liu Haoyu shook his head.

He did not possess Deng Xiaolin's high level of spiritual vision, so naturally he could not see Qin Liu's appearance. However, with the aid of the talismans in the room, he could still roughly sense her location.

But knowing her location was already enough.

Liu Haoyu addressed Qin Liu.

"Looks like you still possess a very clear consciousness. You're the first Fierce Ghost like you that I've ever seen."

After death, a person's seven souls and six spirits would scatter. It was difficult for vengeful spirits and Fierce Ghosts to retain all of them, so most became mindless monsters.

Yet this Fierce Ghost, Qin Liu, could still communicate with him. That was quite unusual.

But precisely because she could communicate—and because her voice was rather pleasant—Liu Haoyu became even more curious about her appearance.

After all, who wouldn't be curious when the Black Book had given her such a high evaluation?

When Qin Liu realized that she had been discovered, she naturally became somewhat flustered.

In her view, she was merely a defenseless, wandering ghost, without strength comparable to Liu Haoyu's.

Moreover, she had witnessed the power of the Thunder Shock Talisman. She definitely did not want to take a hit from it, so she emphasized, "That's right. I don't hurt people, so could you please leave my house?"

Qin Liu did not dare hope that Liu Haoyu would take her to Jiangliu City. Now that she had been discovered, she could only try to resolve the problem through negotiation.

"I only controlled your friend to accomplish something."

Liu Haoyu instinctively assumed it was the kind of lingering resentment that a Fierce Ghost had been unable to let go of in life, so he took the initiative to ask, "What is it?"

"..."

Qin Liu pondered for a while before answering, "I want to go to Jiangliu City."

"Jiangliu City?"

Could it be that this Fierce Ghost had been from Jiangliu City when she was alive?

But Jiangliu City was hundreds of kilometers away. If she had died in Jiangliu City, why was her soul here?

If she had died inside this haunted house, why did she want to go to Jiangliu City?

The appearance of Fierce Ghosts and resentment was sure to involve some grievance or despair that could not be put to rest.

That was an eternal, unchanging principle in the exorcist profession.

Even Liu Xiaoxiao, the small-time internet celebrity who had been dismembered and dumped in a reservoir, had not possessed even a tenth of the resentment in this haunted house.

For such dense resentment to form in this haunted house, either its feng shui was responsible and many, many people had died here, or Qin Liu had suffered some utterly horrific experience while alive.

"What do you want to go to Jiangliu City for?"

"I don't think there's any need to get to the bottom of that."

The two of them were meeting for the first time, so Qin Liu naturally would not answer Liu Haoyu's question.

Moreover, she did not want anyone to know what had happened before she became a female ghost.

Seeing that Qin Liu did not want to talk about it, Liu Haoyu stopped pressing her. Instead, he asked about another matter.

"I don't know how much rationality you retain now, nor how much humanity remains in you. But I can responsibly tell you this: if you continue staying in this haunted house... Over time, you'll go berserk. You'll lose your mind and become a Fierce Ghost who only knows how to kill."

For some reason, Qin Liu, who had lived here for several years, felt rather uncomfortable hearing that.

How should she put it?

This was the home where she had lived for several years!

How could her own home harm her?

So to Qin Liu, it sounded a lot like he was urging her to hurry up, get reincarnated, and move on?

Naturally, Qin Liu rejected Liu Haoyu's suggestion and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, what did you mean by that thing you gave me earlier?"

Hearing this, Liu Haoyu thought for a moment before asking in confusion, "What thing?"

"Phew..."

Qin Liu took a deep breath, then shouted, "The white thigh-high stockings with suspenders you gave me!"

Who would give something like that to an unfamiliar girl... No, a female ghost?

When Qin Liu had seen those white stockings, her eyes had nearly died on the spot.

"Uh... aren't they pretty?"

Liu Haoyu answered with absolute certainty. Then he thought of something and asked, "By the way, can you manifest yourself?"

"What are you planning to do?"

Everyone knew they had to remain wary of strangers, and Qin Liu was no exception.

On top of that, Liu Haoyu was an exorcist, making it difficult not to assume that he intended to exorcise her.

So at that moment, Qin Liu had already anticipated that things might develop in an unpleasant direction. She said warily, "I'm warning you, I'm really good at fighting. Don't even think about exorcising me or anything like that."

"...?"

What did she mean, she was good at fighting?

Faced with Qin Liu's extreme wariness, Liu Haoyu was rather dumbfounded.

For some reason, he felt that he and Qin Liu were on completely different wavelengths. This girl seemed to be thinking about something entirely different from him.

But he had no time to think about it. The talismans in the room were almost at the end of their duration.

If he did not hurry, who knew whether he would ever encounter this Fierce Ghost again?

So Liu Haoyu got straight to the point, bluntly, directly, frankly, and without thinking at all.

"No, I'm just curious what you'd look like wearing white stockings. I don't have any ulterior motives."

"?"

Qin Liu tilted her head, wondering whether there was something wrong with her ears.

But when she saw the thick white stockings in Liu Haoyu's hand, she was sure.

She had not heard him wrong.

"????"

Had this guy's thoughts gone crooked all the way to his grandmother's house?!

Qin Liu's eyes widened. She admitted that, at that moment, she was genuinely a little frightened.

"Wait, you didn't give me those white stockings because you wanted me to wear them, did you?"

Liu Haoyu answered with absolute certainty, "Yes. I believe white stockings are the rulers of the world."

"When white stockings are worn on a beautiful girl's slender, perfect legs, they become a flawless work of art."

"I've dreamed about you before. I only caught a glimpse, but the shape of your legs would definitely suit white stockings..."

"Why did you stop talking?"

"Hey? Hey, hey, hey? Qin Liu, where are you?"

Before Liu Haoyu could finish promoting the greatness of his faith, he discovered that Qin Liu had torn apart the barrier capable of trapping countless Fierce Ghosts. She herself had also vanished without a trace.

As for where Qin Liu had gone?

While Liu Haoyu had been earnestly explaining the wonders of the white-stocking creed, the girl had fled outside without looking back and hidden in the dry well.

At the bottom of the dry well, the weak, pitiful, helpless Fierce Ghost hugged her knees. At that moment, she was beginning to question her life.

No, she was questioning her ghost life.

Guys, seriously, who understands this?

How could anyone set their sights on a ghost?!