ng, isn't it like being beheaded" It's a very severe punishment.The little ghost clerk scratched his head and said, "Bring her in for questioning. All the female ghosts in this building are so strang...Lin Yanhuan is a person who surpasses us in every aspect.

He was born noble, yet low-key and rigid.

He is at least ten years older than me. He seems very cunning and manipulative. Today, Xu Yaqi just had an accident, and he immediately figured out the reason. In the evening, he came to apologize in person.

"... I thought Ms. Xu was your girlfriend." I sighed, "At that time, I knew that some words would offend both Ms. Xu and Master Qi, but I still told you. It's my fault, your housekeeper had reminded me."

"I appreciate your honesty. If Miss Mu wants to pursue an ordinary career after graduation, come find me, and I'll save a good position for you... Well, I need someone who can be truthful with me."

I smiled, these things hold no appeal for me. Ever since I was sixteen, my mindset has been to live day by day, earning as I go, never considering finding a job.

Lin Yanhuan sneered, "I'm new here and need help from local friends. Xu Yaqi's father wanted to use the wind of my family, so he sent his daughter by my side. I was willing to be a decoration, which benefited both sides. My wife and her father knew this well... although she came in and out of my house, I never touched her, how could there be talk of her being my bed companion"

"Tsk, I don't understand your elites' social relationships." My brother scoffed. "My little Qiao was wronged for no reason, and I'm burning with anger before even leaving the house."

“So I came in person to apologize. I didn't expect to cause Miss Mu any trouble. By the way, I also came to ask for some things to dispel the Five Yellows and suppress the evil spirit...Here is a check for five million. Please, Miss Mu, help me choose some artifacts.” Lin Yanhuan handed over a check, as casually and naturally as handing out a business card.

"I frowned. "Mr. Lin, one shouldn't accept payment for something not yet done. You gave us money before we even figured out anything about the ghost"

"It's nothing... My study is important, and I need to install a lot of security systems as soon as possible. It's inevitable that we'll have to do some digging. Would a talisman for dispelling bad luck be enough to cover these expenses" Lin Yanhuan looked at my brother.

Enough, of course enough! Five million would empty our warehouse—my brother frantically signaled with his eyes.

"Looking at this check, I urge you again, Mr. Lin: please don't start any work in your study. When the Five Yellow Flying Stars are out of order, it is the Five Yellow Earthly Branches Clashing Hour, which is the most dangerous among the three major calamities. It brings the risk of serious illness, bloodshed, and... wherever this star goes, it attracts eerie and sinister things. That's why I advise you to spend less time in your study, especially avoid any digging or moving earth. This calamity can lead to loss of life, meaning people will die."

Lin Yanhuan frowned, hesitating a little before asking, "Is it really that serious"

This person is really something, they invited us to watch but don't believe it!

"Then what do you want us to see Since you don't believe me, Mr. Lin, you might as well not waste this money." I pushed the check back to him and stood up to go upstairs.

He still wanted to call after me, but my brother stopped him. I wasn't in the mood to argue with him either. Whether or not he followed advice was his business, and I didn't want to waste my energy trying to change his mind.

And at this point in time, Jiang Qiyun should have arrived.

》》》

There is no change in the furnishings of my room, it remains just a small bed and a pillow and quilt.

Back then, I shivered and waited for midnight to strike, enduring the unspeakable pain and fear until dawn.

Looking back, those seven days felt like an eternity because I was counting them down.

But now as the days go by, the heat in my abdomen grows stronger and does not diminish. The nascent life within me, nurtured by powerful yin and yang energies, gradually develops.

Every time I take a shower, touching my belly that shows no signs of change, I always wonder if this baby hasn't grown at all.

This might be nature, or maybe I'm just naive.

I worry that he won't grow up, but I also hope he doesn't grow up, doesn't become a fixed form.

I can't imagine how they would take a formed fetus out, if that time ever came. If it did, I hope Jiang Qiyun would be merciful and let me pass out so I wouldn't have to see such a scene.

He showed up behind me today, which was a surprise, especially since he was dressed — like a deity from a painting.

Speaking of paintings... I remember that some files contain images of the Underworld Ruler as imagined by mortals, and there are also statues enshrined in Taoist temples, but they are all rather hideous.

I hurriedly took a shower and rummaged through boxes looking for a book. I remembered there was a picture of the Underworld God's palace tour inside.

Whether it was painted by someone from a certain dynasty or an immortal who journeyed to the underworld, the painting depicts wispy auspicious clouds and swaying green parasols casting flickering shadows. A majestic ruler in black robes with a ferocious expression and hands on his hips commands awe.

He was accompanied by a gauze-clad maid at his side, she must be one of the attendants like Shen Qingrui.

"...What are you looking at" Jiang Qiyun's voice came from above, cold as ice.

I was sprawled on the ground, counting how many handmaidens followed him, when his voice startled me.

He obviously saw the painting and said with displeasure, "What's so good about these images imagined by worldly people"

"Fantasy I think it's pretty realistic." I hummed, putting the book back on the shelf.

"Where is that realistic" He frowned deeply, probably not happy to be painted as a fat and stout black-faced giant.

I held the painting up to his face. "At least it's realistic about the number of women," I said, counting them out loud.

"Dare you say that again" Jiang Qiyun sneered, reaching out to grip my collarbone and dragging me onto the small bed.

The clavicle locks people, and his hands are very heavy.

I shrank my neck and cried out in pain, but he laughed: "Although it's annoying to see you cry, you're only well-behaved when you cry!"

"Could you please not be so rough" he cried out, tears streaming down his face from the pain. How could he possibly be so brutal towards me

Last time, too, on that brick road in the ghost market, when he grabbed my shoulder, the force was enough to crush my bones!

Jiang Qiyun unceremoniously pressed me down onto the pillow, and said coldly, “Brutal, tormenting, manipulating—you’ve accused me of quite a lot. I can’t just bear these accusations idly, can I”

"Ouch—!" He actually bit me!

This is not the kind of light kiss and bite, but a real bite on my soft flesh!

I thought he was just bluffing me, but this bite really caught me off guard!

“You, you what…” I inexplicably got goosebumps.

He will come to save me today, raise his hand to stroke my swollen cheeks. I thought our relationship had eased so much.

Why, is he going to hurt me again now——ctly!" the young wife said with a frown.Mu Wanchen was born with an innate talent for spirit communication. He could communicate mentally with mountains, rivers, trees, and even goblins and ghosts. Af...