The Visitor

Qin Liu huffed and ran outside.

She had no idea her shoes had just delivered a direct insult to Liu Haoyu.

As for Qin Liu, it was hard to imagine what kind of mental state Liu Haoyu was in.

But one thing was for sure…

He was a real piece of work!

"What sins did I commit in my past life to meet such a weirdo?"

Qin Liu lamented, but soon she realized that not only had she not committed any sins in her past life, but she had also acted righteously and was hit by a hearse, ending up inside this female ghost's body.

What was heaven doing?

Could a unlucky person be targeted forever?

Qin Liu mused, selectively ignoring the "merit +1" in her mind.

However, she had to admit that since Liu Haoyu arrived, the gloomy house seemed a lot livelier.

The incense did help dispel some resentment. Although not much, it at least made things more comfortable.

Not only that, Qin Liu also found that the range within which she could leave Red Jade and the haunted house had expanded.

Originally, she could only leave about a kilometer, but now, it seemed she could go an extra hundred meters.

This should be a good thing. Although she didn't quite understand the principle behind it, as long as the merit gained was correct, that was all that mattered.

As Qin Liu was lost in thought, she took off her red veil and looked at the bright moonlight outside.

The silver moonlight passed through her body and fell onto the ground.

Qin Liu was a ghost, so she had no shadow.

The moonlight, which had always felt particularly cold to Qin Liu, seemed a bit beautiful today.

Perhaps there was truth to the saying that humans are social animals.

For the past few years, Qin Liu had been alone.

She wandered alone in the haunted house, and even when buyers came later, for their own safety, Qin Liu chose to drive them away.

This resulted in the girl almost always talking to herself for these past few years.

And after such a long time, she met Liu Haoyu.

Putting aside everything else, the unusual way this man played things left her somewhat speechless.

But…

One thing was certain: at least someone could talk to her now.

The loneliness in her heart was significantly alleviated.

Perhaps no one knew how much of a torment these past few years had been for Qin Liu.

She had doubted and questioned heaven more than once, wondering why she had been reincarnated into Qin Liu's body.

Reincarnation in novels usually involved changing one's fate, or at least not being abandoned in a place like this for… how many years had it been?

Day and night, alone, in a house… countless sunrises and sunsets, trying to remember how many years had passed.

It was truly difficult.

Speaking of which, when she first arrived in this house, she was indeed quite scared.

But after staying for a long time, she got used to the atmosphere.

After all, the house only looked dilapidated and gloomy; there was nothing really wrong with it. At least nothing would suddenly appear to scare her.

It's just that…

She never expected to encounter a stubborn fellow who wouldn't leave.

If Liu Haoyu had immediately started fighting her after entering the house, perhaps the outcome wouldn't have been like this.

Qin Liu closed her eyes, enjoying the hard-won peace, when she heard someone calling her.

"Hello… hello."

The voice was somewhat familiar, and it was a girl's voice. Qin Liu instinctively looked down.

She realized that at some point, Deng Xiaolin, carrying a lunchbox, had appeared before her.

Although Deng Xiaolin could see her, all she could perceive was a blurry red silhouette.

"Is Liu Haoyu at home?"

Deng Xiaolin secretly swallowed. She was unexpectedly polite, not at all as lively and joyful as she had been the first time she entered the haunted house, but rather quite uneasy and timid.

Seeing that Qin Liu remained silent, Deng Xiaolin continued, "I… I have no ill intentions. I just need to talk to him about something and also bring him some food."

Because Liu Haoyu had told her some things about Qin Liu, this girl knew that Qin Liu was a communicate-able Fierce Ghost.

Given her physical condition and her frequent dealings with lonely spirits, she was now tentatively trying to speak with Qin Liu.

Looking at the girl who had suddenly appeared, Qin Liu's slightly melancholic expression turned a little stunned, but she quickly regained her composure and returned to her usual tone.

"He's inside."

"Hoo..."

For some reason, Deng Xiaolin let out a sigh of relief the moment she heard Qin Liu's reply.

On the way here, this girl had been worried about Liu Haoyu's safety.

After all, having heard what Elder Deng had told her, Deng Xiaolin felt a sense of dread towards this eerie and terrifying haunted house.

She hadn't wanted to come here at first, but she was very worried about Liu Haoyu's safety. Unable to put her mind at ease, she had decided to come and check on Liu Haoyu's situation.

Now, hearing Qin Liu's reaction, she naturally felt much more at ease.

But soon, she remembered how terrified she had been on her first day in this house, and she immediately became nervous again, saying, "Um... Miss Qin Liu, don't... don't scare me, okay?"

As she said this, Deng Xiaolin's legs were trembling.

Especially since she couldn't see Qin Liu's true appearance, coupled with what Elder Deng had said.

It was hard not to be scared.

It was a pity that, because of someone, Qin Liu was now completely resigned to her fate.

Scary?

No matter how scary she was, could she be scarier than the man inside the house?

Thinking of this, her gaze seemed completely lifeless.

Under Qin Liu's silent watch, Deng Xiaolin stepped onto the stairs and placed her hand on the front door.

But because she was afraid of encountering the blood-red iron door her grandfather had mentioned, Deng Xiaolin hesitated to go in.

This made Qin Liu think that she had truly scared the young girl.

So, she kindly stepped forward and opened the large door for her.

Seeing a red shadow float towards her, Deng Xiaolin was, of course, startled and almost dropped the food she was holding.

But seeing that Qin Liu had no killing intent or ghostly aura, Deng Xiaolin breathed a sigh of relief again.

It seemed Qin Liu wouldn't make a move on her... probably.

Since she had been here before, Deng Xiaolin had a rough idea of how to get to Liu Haoyu's room.

She went upstairs and saw the red shadow following her, so she started praising Liu Haoyu as she walked.

"Miss Qin Liu, Brother Hao... Liu Haoyu, although he's a ghost exorcist, he won't harm harmless souls. He's a good person, a really good person."

She said this to give Qin Liu a good impression. After all, there might really be a blood-red iron door in this house, and Qin Liu might be the one controlling it.

What if, one day, she didn't like Brother Hao and pulled him in?

"He really is a good person."

Seeing that Qin Liu didn't respond, Deng Xiaolin emphasized it again and pushed open the bedroom door.

Then she saw that Liu Haoyu was holding Qin Liu's red embroidered shoes in his hand, and the man was currently pondering a question.

The candlelight had just gone out, and according to logic, hadn't Qin Liu gone out?

Why did these shoes fly up and slap him in the face?

Unfortunately, this scene, in the eyes of the two girls, was somewhat...

And so, the expressionless Qin Liu retorted, "The good person you mentioned... seems to be quite fond of this kind of thing?"

This single sentence made Deng Xiaolin break out in a cold sweat.

She couldn't refute it.

Because this was indeed something Brother Hao would do.