After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 49: Dream Ghost

Pei Yuanshi realized something was wrong and immediately practiced the Ziwu Jue technique and chanted the meditation mantra.

"…The three souls are eternal, and the spirit will never be lost."

Song Lan squatted beside the person, holding his chin, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Pei Yuanshi kept muttering to himself for a long time, and when he felt the thick fog around him dissipate and his mind became clear, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes unexpectedly met Song Lan's, which scared him.

"Ms. Song, Miss Song..."

Song Lan's smile became more obvious: "Little Taoist priest, are you awake? Your performance tonight was very good~"

Pei Yuanshi: ...

I always feel that there is something wrong with you, Miss Song.

What does "very good performance tonight" mean? It's too ambiguous and misleading.

"Not bad, not as good as Miss Song."

Pei Yuanshi stumbled: "Miss Song seems to be completely unaffected by the resentment of this haunted house?"

Song Lan seemed not to hear and continued speaking: "I just found a relatively clean room next door, which should be suitable for living."

"It's so cold and deep in the night that we can't even light a bonfire. If we stay here for too long, we'll probably catch a cold."

"Little Taoist priest, will you come with us?"

Pei Yuanshi was a little wary at first, but when he heard the word "we", he asked in surprise, "We?"

"Who else?"

Song Lan looked in the direction of Liu Wu.

Pei Yuanshi followed the person's line of sight and met Liu Wu's eyes. He nodded slightly as a greeting.

Liu Wu was as enthusiastic as ever, baring his teeth in a silly manner.

Pei Yuanshi's tense heart relaxed a little.

Just like last night, they were the only three people who woke up before dawn.

Liu Wu came over and said, "Little Taoist priest, let's go inside. It's too cold in this yard."

Pei Yuanshi frowned slightly, feeling that something was not right.

But seeing that 'Song Lan' had already walked into the house, Liu Wu, her lackey, pulled him twice, ignored him, and chased after Song Lan.

Pei Yuanshi hesitated for a moment and followed him.

inside the house.

The layout is very simple, but it is clean and tidy.

There was even a bouquet of unknown wild flowers on the table with a missing corner.

It has a taste of life.

Just

It is really out of place with the house that has been abandoned for many years.

Pei Yuanshi felt a little uneasy.

Something is wrong.

Something must be wrong.

But before he could figure it out, he was pushed onto the bed.

"Little Taoist Priest~"

Song Lan looked at him seductively and moved forward.

Pei Yuanshi's eyes widened: "Song, Miss Song, you——"

Suddenly, two cold lips touched him, and Pei Yuanshi was forced to swallow back all his words.

He was so scared that he pushed the person away, blushing in fear: "Ms. Song, Miss Song, you, you, you...why are you suddenly, suddenly..." kissing me?
Before he could finish his words, Song Lan bullied him again.

"Ms. Song, Miss Song!"

Pei Yuanshi raised his hand to block Song Lan's attack, but found that Song Lan was surprisingly strong.

"Why are you being so reserved, little Taoist priest? Don't you also want to sleep with me in your heart?"

"I didn't!" Pei Yuanshi denied instinctively, but a spot turned red behind his ears.

Does he want to be with Miss Song?

It seemed as if his faith in the Tao suddenly wavered.

When his mind was wavering, the woman in front of him smiled charmingly, reached out to push the man down, and exhaled a puff of pink smoke.

"you--"

Pei Yuanshi suddenly widened his eyes: It’s not Miss Song!
Before he could finish his words, his consciousness became blurry, his head felt heavy, and he passed out.
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"Dream ghost!"

Song Lan looked at the people in the yard. They all looked very amorous, and he felt a little embarrassed to disturb them.

How-

"You shouldn't touch the prey I've set my eyes on, you little bastard~"

Or use her look.

Song Lan's eyes were filled with hostility, and the resentment lingering around his body instantly swallowed up the long-standing resentment that had accumulated over the haunted house.

A cold wind blew and rushed straight into Song Lan's face.

"How dare you ruin my good thing! You're looking for death!"

In the yin energy, a rough and hoarse male voice, with tremendous anger, seemed to tear Song Lan to pieces.

Song Lan had no expression on his face, he just glanced at the yin energy lightly.

Call ~
The resentment that was coming towards him lost its power and dissipated before it even touched a single hair of Song Lan.

"Hasn't anyone in your family taught you that you should only say harsh words after you have captured the enemy leader?"

"Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if we were killed in return."

Song Lan looked at the resentment that was gathering around him again and raised his eyebrows: "Since you are such a weakling, I can be merciful and give you a chance to survive for now."

"Who ordered you to commit crimes and take lives in this house?"

"Or, should I say, who is the one who made a deal with you and occupied this area?"

In the thick fog, the man laughed obscenely from his hoarse throat: "Little girl, you know a lot."

"Unfortunately, your family probably never told you that people who know too much don't live long."

Song Lan had a blank expression on his face: "I did die quite early."

Spring Dream Ghost: ...?
I'm scolding you, can't you hear it?
and--

"you are not human?"

Song Lan looked at the dream ghost floating up and down in the thick fog.

She asked again with a blank expression: "So, who is the one working with you?"

The dream ghost was ignored one after another, and his good time was interrupted. He was so angry that he laughed: "Little girl, you are very brave, but what makes you think I will tell you?"

"There's no need for a dead person to know so much!"

"Go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong Yin energy burst out from the body of Chunmenggui. The gray-black Yin energy was mixed with wisps of pink mist, which rushed towards Song Lan and quickly enveloped him.

"I see that stinky Taoist priest is obsessed with you all the time. Why not, today, I, your ghost grandfather, also do a good deed and help you guys. Hahahaha, so that you can be happy before you die."

The spring dream ghost was very proud.

Song Lan just waved her hand lightly, and all the negative energy around her was swallowed up by her small wisp of resentment.

"The ghost of spring dreams, because he liked to peek at other people's love affairs when he was alive, he was vulgar and despicable, and was despised by others. After being caught by the victim, his limbs were broken and thrown into a mass grave, where he was eaten by wild dogs and died."

"Such vile things will not be accepted by the underworld, nor will they exist in the world of the living. You have no qualifications to enter the cycle of reincarnation. Even the animal realm will not allow scum like you to be defiled."

The puberty ghost was instantly furious when his deeds in his lifetime were exposed.

"I just like to watch, I didn't join in to disturb them! Why can't they tolerate me? They want to break my hands and feet and let wild dogs eat me alive!"

"It's so painful to have a dog bite off my flesh bit by bit!"

"But I'm dead now, and I haven't even thought about taking revenge on those who killed me. But those dog officials in the underworld said I was unworthy..."

"I'm not unworthy!"

(End of this chapter)