Spiritual Ghost

"How did you know, little girl?" Grandpa Tu Bo asked curiously. "Indeed, after that Huang Bapi built the big tomb, he died seven days after the tombstone was erected. Then, one after another... In less than a year, over a dozen members of Huang Bapi's family died. Everyone in the district said it was bizarre. Huang Bapi, that scoundrel, really built a big tomb and buried his whole family."

"Because there was a spiritual ghost about to mature in the Ghost Lantern Temple, a master bought the Ghost Lantern Temple and set up a seal to prevent the spiritual ghost from harming people. However, someone pushed down the Ghost Lantern Temple and built a tomb on top of it. This is simply digging under the Tai Sui's head... The spiritual ghost can trace the tomb owner and his family through the aura on the tombstone and devour their vital energy. Dying as a whole family is considered good; it's fortunate they didn't die as a whole clan." Yurouzi replied. This knowledge was not confidential for ordinary people, so she spoke frankly.

Grandpa Tu Bo fell silent for a long time, staring at Yurouzi and calling out two words: "Superstition!"

"Young people, you must believe in science. Knowledge is power. Don't learn those superstitious beliefs about gods and ghosts!" Grandpa Tu Bo was indeed a fashionable elder.

"Pfft~~" Shu Hang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

However, after laughing, he felt a chill in his heart.

Was it really just superstition? Was it really such a coincidence?

Yurouzi's face immediately flushed red again, feeling very embarrassed; she was quite thin-skinned sometimes.

Fortunately, Grandpa Tu Bo didn't dwell on the topic for long. He was a very talkative old man who knew a lot of miscellaneous knowledge from all walks of life.

Shu Hang and Yurouzi rested at Grandpa Tu Bo's house until 9 PM, enjoying each other's company.

Borrowing a motorcycle from Tu Bo, Shu Hang and Yurouzi returned to the hotel.

"Get some rest early," Shu Hang said, feeling mentally and physically exhausted after the day. After bidding farewell to Yurouzi, he went into his room to rest.

Yurouzi waved goodbye with a sweet smile.

***

"Senior, wake up. Wake up." In his sleep, Song Shuhang felt a slight pressure on his chest, and then a cool little hand was patting his face.

"Mmm? Let me sleep a little longer, I'm so sleepy." Song Jiang Shu Hang waved his hand forcefully, swatting away the thing on his face.

"Senior, wake up quickly, time is almost up." The two little hands rubbed his face vigorously.

The little hands were icy cold, and felt very comfortable when pressed against his face.

Shu Hang, who was sleeping soundly, could only groggily open his eyes and then found a super beautiful woman sitting on his chest in a seductive pose.

She had a large bust, a slender waist, and long legs. Her black hair reached her waist. The soft sensation when her little butt sat on his chest... it was Yurouzi.

As the saying goes, you think about something during the day, and dream about it at night.

He had been with the beautiful Yurouzi all day, so it was normal to dream of some ambiguous scenes with her at night. Thus, Song Shuhang chuckled foolishly and continued to sleep.

"Senior, wake up." Yurouzi cupped Shu Hang's cheeks with both hands and rubbed them forcefully.

Damn, it wasn't a dream. In the middle of the night, Yurouzi had climbed into his room and onto his bed.

More importantly... only he had the room card. How did Yurouzi get in? This was the twenty-third floor!

He checked the time; it was past eleven at night.

Girl, you climbing into my bed in the middle of the night like this can easily lead to misunderstandings.

"What is it?" Song Shuhang asked, trying hard to remain calm.

"Let's go into the Ghost Lantern Temple," Yurouzi replied. "Midnight is the best time to find spiritual ghosts."

What? Spiritual ghosts?

Girl, you traveled all the way to J City to find the Ghost Lantern Temple just to catch some spiritual ghosts?

This was ridiculous!

He thought Yurouzi had come to the Ghost Lantern Temple for something important... He never imagined someone would travel all the way to J City just to 'catch spiritual ghosts'.

"Alright, alright, I'll get up right away. Can you get off me first?" Song Shuhang said with a wry smile. After all, he was a man with normal bodily functions.

With such a super beauty like Yurouzi sitting on him, he had already reacted. Really, wasn't this girl afraid that he would turn into a beast?

Uh... maybe Yurouzi wasn't afraid. With her leg-sweep ability that could instantly incapacitate five drunkards, if Song Shuhang really turned into a beast, it would definitely be a tragedy.

Yurouzi pushed herself up with one hand, performed a beautiful somersault, and leaped off Shu Hang, landing lightly by the bedside without making a sound.

Shu Hang got up helplessly, changed his clothes in the bathroom, and splashed some water on his face to wake himself up. Since he had already accompanied her to J City, he might as well see this through and go crazy with her.

"Shall we take the motorcycle?" Shu Hang asked.

"Mmm," Yurouzi nodded, pulling a large suitcase.

Song Shuhang: "Then will it be okay for you to bring such a big suitcase?"

Yurouzi lifted her slender hand, and the suitcase was lifted above her head with one hand as if it were a feather: "It's fine, it doesn't take up space."

Song Shuhang felt his knees go weak again.

He was glad he hadn't acted like a beast, otherwise, tomorrow the man named 'Song Shuhang' might be returning home in a coffin.

The roaring motorcycle sound disturbed the peace of the night. Song Jiang Shu Hang decisively accelerated, quickly leaving the hotel area.

Following the direction Grandpa Tu Bo had given, Shu Hang and Yurouzi soon found the woods. It wasn't hard to find, simply because it was a graveyard and no one knew it was originally the Ghost Lantern Temple.

The motorcycle couldn't go any further, so they had to park and walk.

"Do you need my help?" Shu Hang asked.

"Don't worry, Senior. A mere spirit ghost won't hurt me. I'll finish it quickly. You just need to stand by and watch my back," Yurouzi chuckled.

As they spoke, the two arrived at the burial site of the Huang Dagen family.

The massive chair-shaped tomb was a popular style from fifty to sixty years ago. It's unclear if Huang Dagen knew his family was about to die, but he built a huge tomb, large enough to bury all fourteen members of his four-generation family.

Since it was late at night, the graveyard appeared rather eerie.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but hug his coat tighter, thinking to himself, What if we actually run into a ghost?

Meanwhile, Yurouzi had already begun her preparations.

She opened her large chest, and a layer of soft light began to shimmer. Song Shuhang could see stacks and stacks of jade tablets, over a hundred in total!

There was also a large, purplish-gold bell, not quite bronze, not quite gold, but it gave off a sense of… extreme expense!

"Hoo!" Yurouzi exhaled gently. Her black hair, unruffled by the wind, moved as she stood with an air of heroic spirit!

Then, Yurouzi reached into the chest and pulled out silver metal rods, which she stuck in a circle around the large tomb. These silver rods also looked quite expensive. She then drew out a string of talismans tied together with a thin thread and wrapped it around the silver rods.

That wasn't all. She also took out various powders and sprinkled them around the edge of the graveyard. It was unclear what these powders were, but as she sprinkled them, they emitted a faint, beautiful glow.

Song Shuhang found a clean stone to sit on and watched Yurouzi busy herself by the tomb.

Unconsciously, sleepiness washed over him, and his eyes began to feel heavy.

After an unknown amount of time.

When Song Shuhang groggily opened his eyes again, he saw Yurouzi gracefully dancing on the graveyard... Dancing in a graveyard in the middle of the night, this girl certainly had peculiar hobbies!

Huh? Beside the girl, there seemed to be two balls of blue light flickering, as if dancing along with Yurouzi, looking quite beautiful. The only pity was that the venue wasn't ideal; the graveyard made the otherwise picturesque scene feel eerie.

Such a beautiful sight, it had to be captured and saved!

Shuhang reached into his pocket to get his phone. It had to be said that Song Shuhang had a lot of nerve. An ordinary person seeing this scene would likely wet themselves in fear. This guy was still thinking of recording it.

Still groggy, he accidentally stiffened his hand, and his phone slipped out of his pocket, falling to the ground.

The screen's glow faintly illuminated a strange object beneath his feet!