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Today was the weekend. Zhou Jingcheng was leaving on a business trip on Monday, so these two days were a rare chance for him to spend time with Shi Jihan. He decided to improve his cooking skills in his spare time and bought plenty of meat and vegetables at the supermarket before heading home.
The elevator chimed as it reached the floor, and the doors slowly opened.
Zhou Jingcheng stepped out carrying two large bags, only for his footsteps to abruptly stop.
Something was off.
The neat entryway looked as though Pizza had ransacked it three times over.
The rug was crooked. Several rows of messy footprints had appeared on the floor. The robot vacuum sat quietly in the corner without having started work. The suitcase he had packed himself had been moved and now stood brazenly in the very center. Several teddy bears Shi Jihan had brought over lay scattered across the shoe cabinet instead of sitting obediently in a row.
Had the house been burgled? Or had Pizza gone feral again?
Frowning, Zhou Jingcheng carefully set down the shopping bags, casually grabbed the baseball bat beside the shoe cabinet, and peered inside through the half-open door.
The moment he saw an unidentified object drift past, he violently shoved the door open!
"Who's there?!"
He locked eyes with the three Three Pure Ones statues in the middle of the living room.
A bronze incense burner sat before the statues, with three electronic cigarettes stuck inside. There were also kneeling cushions on the floor.
White silk ribbons floated through the air, plastering themselves across Zhou Jingcheng's face when he opened the door.
Zhou Jingcheng grabbed one. "..."
Whose funeral hall had been moved into his home?
In the deathly silence, Shi Jihan, dressed in an excessively oversized Daoist robe