Liu Xiaoxiao, consumed by the desire for revenge, did not wait for Liu Haoyu to finish speaking.
She charged forward impatiently, her endless black hair cutting off nearly every escape route the shadow had.
The shadow tried to flee, only to discover that its hands and feet had long since been bound tightly by strands of hair.
No matter how it struggled, it could not escape. It could only watch helplessly as great amounts of black hair bored into its body through its mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.
The violent surge of black hair forced its entire mouth apart, even snapping its jaw.
Although it had long since become a ghost servant, the shadow... Zhu Xingxue, in other words, was forcibly drained of a great amount of filthy blood.
It kept convulsing and struggling, but it was all in vain.
The Fierce Ghost's fury would soon tear it apart completely.
Zhu Xingxue looked at Liu Haoyu in the distance and extended a hand in despair, perhaps hoping to grasp this lifeline.
Or perhaps he was trying to drag this person down with him.
Liu Haoyu merely watched indifferently.
He even clapped for good measure.
Under the shadow's resentful and unwilling gaze, its body was torn apart bit by bit, exploding alive from the inside.
Only a pool of blood remained on the ground.
As though venting her anger, Liu Xiaoxiao stomped twice more on the bloodstains. At last, her hatred and resentment were finally resolved.
After watching Liu Xiaoxiao finish everything, Liu Haoyu went to the coffins of the two college students.
Facing the corpses that had long since become unrecognizable and the tormented vengeful spirits, Liu Haoyu took out a talisman and said,
"Don't come to a place like this in your next life."
With that, raging flames burned the two corpses to ashes, and everything turned into nothingness.
Afterward, Liu Haoyu lit another cigarette and said to the White-Clad Fierce Ghost behind him,
"Have you let go? If you have, then it's time for you to leave."
The White-Clad Fierce Ghost placed her hand on Liu Haoyu's shoulder.
Her resentment had already vanished, but her eyes were still brimming with tears.
Cold tears fell to the ground as the Fierce Ghost murmured, as though yearning for something, or perhaps hoping for it.
"Mom... Dad..."
Liu Haoyu turned around and looked at this final shred of Liu Xiaoxiao's attachment. He could only sigh and say,
"I understand."
As his voice fell, the White-Clad Fierce Ghost slowly disappeared before Liu Haoyu.
She left behind only a final lock of hair in his hand.
Calling it a lock was generous; only a few strands remained.
Looking at the thing in his hand, Liu Haoyu slowly walked out of the basement.
After he left the house, a light and gentle female voice finally rang out.
"Um... is it over?"
Qin Liu had been badly frightened by Liu Xiaoxiao's violent slaughter of the ghosts just now. But after learning about Liu Xiaoxiao's circumstances, she felt sympathy and said,
"Are you planning to look for her parents now?"
"More or less."
Liu Haoyu looked back at the ominous house, his thoughts in turmoil.
"Qin Liu, step back a little."
"Oh, okay."
From the girl's perspective, Liu Haoyu took out a talisman. Under its effect, the resentment inside the house quickly gathered onto the talisman papers.
However, perhaps because the resentment was simply too dense, a single sheet of talisman paper could not absorb it all.
In the end, Liu Haoyu used a full ten talisman papers before he managed to draw all the resentment inside.
The talisman papers that had absorbed the resentment had turned pitch-black and looked extremely eerie.
Liu Haoyu scattered the talisman papers and stuck them in various corners of the house, concealing them with some camouflage.
"This should be enough to suppress the resentment here."
The Fierce Ghost had been dealt with. Presumably, the resentment here would completely dissipate after some time.
After finishing all this, Liu Haoyu mounted his motorcycle and prepared to head home.
Just before dawn, Liu Haoyu had already returned home.
On the way, Qin Liu had also asked whether Liu Haoyu could suppress the resentment in her own home.
The answer was no.
In fact, Qin Liu knew very well that the resentment in her home was dozens, perhaps even nearly a hundred times greater than that in the residential house.
It was far beyond what talisman papers could suppress.
Besides, even if talisman papers could suppress it, the resentment would still remain there. She couldn't exactly have a home but be unable to live in it, could she?
Thus, the matter could only be put off for now. At present...
She had to reclaim her bed first.
"That is my bed!"
Qin Liu's face flushed with anger as she looked at Liu Haoyu lying leisurely on her bed.
She had emphasized so many times that this was her room, so why was this pervert still stubbornly staying here?
Liu Haoyu looked toward the direction of the voice, but he did not see Qin Liu herself.
After thinking it over, he shifted farther into the bed, making room for one person on the already-small mattress.
"Go to sleep."
"I'll sleep with your big-headed ghost!"
Actually, Liu Haoyu had not wanted to take Qin Liu's bed either, but unfortunately... in this enormous haunted house, there was only one bed.
So the little ghost would have to suffer first.
Qin Liu was furious. Seeing that the man had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep, she silently forced her anger back down.
There was no way she could sleep in the same bed as Liu Haoyu.
Fortunately, as a ghost, she could sleep while floating.
After thinking it over, she chose to remain in the room.
She floated in midair, lay down, and glared viciously at Liu Haoyu.
"Freeze to death."
Unfortunately, this tiny problem was nothing to the man.
Liu Haoyu pulled up his air-conditioning blanket and even closed his eyes in contentment.
When Liu Haoyu woke up, it was already one in the afternoon.
He yawned and washed his face.
There was a full-length mirror in the room.
Liu Haoyu looked at the mirror.
Being active at night for so long had left his skin looking extremely pale.
But because he had also slept poorly for so long, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, his spirits were low, and he looked quite haggard.
He looked just like the typical modern college student's mental state.
He knew that Qin Liu was still in the room.
The cold air she was blowing filled the room, bringing the temperature down to around a dozen degrees even in the blazing summer midday.
Unfortunately, this was merely an ordinary mirror bought from a supermarket.
It was not a blessed silver mirror, so it could not show Qin Liu.
That really was a pity.
After all, her adorable snoring could still faintly be heard in the room. If he had a silver mirror, he might have been able to sneak a look at the little ghost's sleeping posture.
What a shame.
Liu Haoyu quietly left the room.
He had to make a trip to Jiangliu City.
For one thing, he needed to deliver this final lock of hair to Liu Xiaoxiao's mother.
For another, Elder Deng had lived in Jiangliu City for decades. As someone who had once been a ghost exorcist, he should logically have known about this haunted house as well.
Perhaps Liu Haoyu could find out something from him.
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