Director Yang felt creeped out too after leaving the surveillance room. "How about... everyone goes back to their rooms first?"
"Back to our rooms? Do you enjoy being picked off one by one?" Ji Nanshu asked with a perfectly serious expression.
"Then... what do we do?" Director Yang was at a loss for a moment too. Why was he so convinced there was a ghost? Because he had encountered one before!! Seen it with his own eyes! If he hadn't been lucky, he would be buried in Filial Son Mountain Cemetery by now!!
At that moment, Jiang Yue seemed to suddenly remember what Ji Nanshu had asked him earlier. He scrambled over to Ji Nanshu, grabbed his wrist, and babbled incoherently, "M-Mr. Ji! D-don't you catch ghosts? N-no, no... tell fortunes!!! Then you must know how to catch ghosts, right?!"
Ji Nanshu pulled his wrist free and clapped Jiang Yue hard on the shoulder. "Mr. Jiang, take a deep breath. Calm down."
Whether it was that slap on the shoulder or the sense of reassurance Ji Nanshu himself gave people, Jiang Yue slowly calmed down.
"Mr. Jiang, I asked you earlier. It was free then... but now, there'll be a fee~"
Before Jiang Yue could speak, Bai Nanyu piped up, "Huh? You're charging for this, Teacher Ji? We're all friends filming a show together! Can't you just help him out?"
Ji Nanshu gave him a cold sidelong glance. "Since you're so helpful, why don't you do it??"
Bai Nanyu looked aggrieved again. "I just don't think you should be asking for money at a time like this..."
Jiang Yue, however, told Ji Nanshu decisively, "Teacher Ji, I'll transfer the money to you as soon as the show ends!"
Looking at the little ghost that had nearly climbed onto Jiang Yue's head, Ji Nanshu asked another question. "Right, do you want to resolve this incident, or deal with the root of the problem at its source?"
The moment he finished speaking, a fierce wind sprang up. The giggling grew more and more frequent, and even the full moon hanging in the sky looked exceptionally terrifying.
How... annoying!!
Ji Nanshu really hated people constantly giggling in front of him.
He clenched his fist.
Relaxed it.
Raised his hand.
Smack-
The little ghost on Jiang Yue's head went flying.
Clang-
The little ghost smashed a dent into the game table.
Then came a shrill, furious scream peculiar to children.
Jian Yuanjia clung tightly to his junior sister's arm. "N-N-N-Nanshu!! Hurry up and beat him to death!!!!"
With Jian Yuanjia and Li Lan clinging tightly to either arm, Cen Yan looked utterly done with life. I really want to strangle my senior brother first. Which one of us is the woman here, you or her?!
Seeing the little ghost that had now become visible on the table, everyone shook even harder.
The little ghost was blue and purple all over, with black mist even seeping from its eyes. It bared two rows of tightly packed, sharp teeth, its long, razor-sharp nails leaving several deep gouges in the tabletop as it roared and charged at Ji Nanshu.
Smack, smack-
Ji Nanshu delivered another two slaps, knocking the little ghost back onto the table, which broke on impact.
The little ghost crawled up and shook its head in bewilderment, its black eyes filled with enormous confusion. As though unable to understand why it had been slapped back again, it kept shrieking as it lunged at Ji Nanshu.
What? Kill Jiang Yue? What was that?! It would kill this damned human in front of it first!!
Smack-
The little ghost was slapped back again.
The little ghost got up and was slapped back, got up and was slapped back. After more than twenty rounds of this, even Jiang Yue, the person at the center of it all, had gone numb. He even wanted to urge Ji Nanshu to let it go. The little ghost looked pretty pitiful.
In the end, the little ghost sat amid the wreckage of the game table, clutching its swollen cheeks and bawling.
Boohoo, why wasn't this person afraid of it!! Why did he have to beat it up!!! It was only a child!!!!
Seeing that Ji Nanshu had finished beating the little ghost, Chu Mo handed him a wet wipe he had dug out from somewhere. "Wipe your hands. Dirty."
"Thank you, Teacher Chu." Ji Nanshu took the wet wipe, lightly scratching Chu Mo's palm twice in passing. After leisurely wiping his hands clean, he asked the little ghost:
"Do you want to die or be reincarnated?"
Before the little ghost could answer, Jian Yuanjia asked, "Nanshu, isn't he already dead?"
"I mean having his soul scattered, of course."
Ji Nanshu said it casually, but the guests and production crew felt their hair stand on end. How could he talk about scattering a soul so lightly?
Clearly, the guests and production crew weren't the only ones frightened. The little ghost in the debris was too.
Ji Nanshu nudged the little ghost lightly with the tip of his shoe and repeated, "Do you want to die or be reincarnated?"
The little ghost let out two feeble cries.
Reincarnated, reincarnated!!
It was a refined little ghost, not a refined idiot! Reincarnation, obviously!
Ji Nanshu looked around before finally fixing his gaze on the jade pendant hanging around Jiang Yue's neck.
"Mr. Jiang, let me borrow your jade pendant." Ji Nanshu added, "I'll return it after sending it off to be reincarnated."
Jiang Yue hurriedly handed Ji Nanshu the jade pendant and waved his hands frantically. "N-no, no need. You can keep the pendant, Teacher Ji!"
"All right." The jade pendant wasn't worth much anyway.
After he stuffed the little ghost into the jade pendant, the temperature abruptly rose again.
Jian Yuanjia was delighted. "Oh~~ It's not cold anymore! Wonderful!!!"
Most of them were rejoicing. They had nearly gone home to see their great-grandmothers!
Bai Nanyu's expression, however, wasn't looking so good. This Ji Nanshu actually knew how to catch ghosts! It seemed he would have to find another way to deal with him.
Suddenly, Yu Lu pointed at the camera. "Oh no, did we forget to turn off the livestream?!"
Director Yang snapped, "We turned it off ages ago! If we'd waited for you to remember, we'd already be number one on the trending list!!"
In the livestream chat, comments rolled past-
[Holy shit, did you hear that giggling?]
[Y-yeah. Fuck, that was terrifying! Don't tell me they ran into a ghost?!]
[You're all making a fuss over nothing. Ever consider that it might be a crew member's text notification?]
[Well... holy shit, why did the livestream cut out!]
[They really ran into a ghost, didn't they?!]
[Go check Weibo! Director Yang posted a statement! It was a sudden power outage!! Today's livestream is over. It'll continue tomorrow~!]
[Okay, but... I still feel like something's off...]
"Mr. Jiang, the connection between this little ghost and his master has been severed. Get plenty of rest and sunshine, and you'll be fine."
Jiang Yue said, "Thank you, Teacher Ji. Can I ask who's trying to harm me?"
Ji Nanshu said calmly, "Go back and see who suddenly falls seriously ill. That's your person. As for the reason... ask them yourself."
The bond between this little ghost and the person who kept it wasn't particularly deep yet, and it hadn't killed anyone. Severing the connection with the little ghost wouldn't cost its keeper their life, but a serious illness and steadily worsening luck were unavoidable.