Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 776 Holy Water Empty, Demon Satiated, Angel Confused

Under the bright lights, Gao Dongxu sprinkled holy water imbued with the power of faith, and began the exorcism with complete concentration.

The demon's skin was smooth and delicate, like porcelain, revealing a near-perfect luster.

Her figure is as perfect as a work of art, blending softness and strength, elegance and confidence.

She is tall and slender with a well-proportioned figure. Every part of her body is just right; she is neither too thin nor too fat.

A slender waist paired with a peach-shaped bottom—the word "allure" is practically etched onto her very being.

It has to be said that Devil Yoon, with an unprecedented, extremely alluring and unrestrained sexy style, gave Go Dong-wook a solid lesson!
The upheaval brought about by this special experience was so complete that it completely overturned all of Gao Dongxu's preconceived notions about her.

The current Devil Yoon is like a rose with thorns; her alluring madness is enough to make Go Dong-wook's scalp tingle.

Is your ramen-noodle hair unsightly? Immediately tie it up neatly, revealing your delicate little face completely, without covering it up at all. That's how considerate and obedient you are!

Those eyes were bright and clear, yet they also carried a hint of madness, as if they could see right through Gao Dongxu's thoughts without needing any words.

Those rosy lips, gently pursed, exuded an aura that subtly emanated from them; the feeling was like...

Like a glass of "strong liquor with ice," it's icy cold on the palate, but its power hits you right in the head, leaving you with an unforgettable aftertaste.

Bold, unrestrained, and full of passion, she shattered all of Gao Dongxu's expectations of her, and he couldn't help but give her a huge thumbs up for her performance.

Her innocent face carried the fragrance of a ripe fruit, intoxicating all who smelled it.

Who would have thought that the pure and innocent "white moonlight" of the past would now appear out of nowhere in such a seductive and sexy way, and be so profound and charming!

To be honest, Gao Dongxu, who had been focused on using holy water to exorcise demons, eventually began to struggle and hesitate. Should he choose the pure and innocent image, or this bold and crazy allure?

The exorcism holy water was now empty. Gao Dongxu looked at the demon Yun, who had been purified by his exorcisms time and time again and had fallen into a deep thought.

Ding--

Having expended a great deal of energy on the exorcism, Gao Dongxu lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled a long plume of smoke.

This was his first exorcism, but it was also the most focused and intense one he ever performed, a testament to the utmost effort he put into it.

However, the result was a failure. Just as the demon Yun said, she and her host, Zheng Shanzhi, were truly one body with two souls, and it was impossible to expel them.

In the end, she accepted the devil's suggestion and kept both extreme styles to enrich her daily life.

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the heavy curtains, silently spilling onto the messy bed.

Zheng Shanzhi slowly awoke from a deep sleep. Before even opening his eyes, he was gripped by an unprecedented aches and pains. The sensation was subtle yet intense, as if every bone in his body had been dismantled and then barely reassembled, and every muscle had been subjected to the groans of overstretching.

A deep and unfamiliar weariness weighed heavily on her, making even moving a fingertip feel strenuous.

Her long, thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings a few times before she finally managed to lift her eyelids with difficulty. A hazy mist from lingering sleep clung to her clear eyes, and her gaze first fell vaguely on the unfamiliar, highly designed art chandelier on the ceiling.

Not her home.

A sense of bewilderment swept through my mind.

She instinctively reached out to rub her aching temples, but found even this simple action to be extremely difficult.

The hidden yet sharp ache emanating from deep within her body caused her to involuntarily furrow her delicate brows.

She tilted her head slightly, and a complex scent instantly filled her nostrils.

At that moment, the chaotic consciousness was as if it had been split open by a thunderbolt, and suddenly became clear!
With a "buzz," Zheng Shanzhi felt his mind go blank, as if all the blood rushed to his head in an instant, only to recede completely in the next second.

The natural rosy glow of her face upon waking vanished rapidly, visibly fading until it turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Her pair of clear, bright eyes, like those of a deer, were wide open at this moment, her pupils contracting sharply due to extreme terror, and trembling slightly.

It was filled with bewilderment and confusion, like a young animal that had stumbled into a hunter's trap and witnessed a sharp snare, its innocence shattered in an instant by the cruel reality.

She trembled like the most fragile leaf in the autumn wind, using all her strength to slowly, bit by bit, lift the soft down comforter covering her. Beneath the blanket, her body, from her delicate collarbone down her body, silently testified to the marks left by the exorcism. These glaring marks, like red-hot irons, burned her eyes and made her heart clench.

The immense impact struck her like lightning, leaving her completely frozen. Her blood seemed to freeze instantly, a chill running through her every limb. Almost mechanically, she turned her head, inch by inch, with extreme slowness.

Beside the pillow, a handsome yet completely unfamiliar male face came into view. The man was fast asleep, his sharply defined profile appearing soft in the dim morning light, his breathing even, as if he were immersed in a beautiful dream.

"what--!!!"

A terrified scream, so sharp it almost tore her throat, uncontrollably pierced Zheng Shanzhi's lips. The previous excruciating pain and overwhelming fatigue were completely suppressed and ignored by the surge of adrenaline!
She sprang up from the bed with astonishing speed, desperately pulling at the soft blanket to wrap herself tightly around her trembling body, which was already unable to withstand any more impact. The force was so great that the blanket was completely pulled away from the sleeping man.

She fled for her life, scrambling to the farthest corner of the bed, wrapping herself tightly in the thick blanket, curling into a tiny ball. It seemed that only in this way could she gain a pitiful sense of security.

Her face was frighteningly pale and lifeless, and her once rosy and full lips had been bitten until they lost their color.

Her large, bright eyes were brimming with tears of terror, like shattered crystals, teetering on the verge of collapse.

That look in his eyes was incredibly complex—it contained overwhelming fear, deep confusion, utter disbelief, and an overwhelming, unyielding despair and sorrow at the destruction of something precious.

She stared intently at the man who had been awakened by her scream, as if he were the most terrifying monster in the world.

Startled awake by the scream, Gao Dongxu opened his eyes abruptly. For a moment, there was a sharpness and vigilance in his eyes, but after seeing the situation in the corner, that sharpness quickly turned into understanding, and then settled into a complex and difficult-to-discern emotion.

He turned to the side, propped his head up with his arm, and looked at Zheng Shanzhi, who was huddled in the corner, trembling uncontrollably.

Her long hair was disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her tear-stained cheeks, making her small face look even more pitiful and filled with boundless fear.

Those eyes were wide open, wet as they stared at him, truly resembling a fawn terrified by a hunting rifle, pure and innocent, yet radiating a heartbreakingly fragile beauty after being suddenly shattered.

Gao Dongxu's gaze lingered for a moment on her slender body, which rose and fell slightly due to her rapid breathing and was tightly wrapped in the quilt, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

He suppressed the surging emotions within him, forcing a smile that he thought was the most sunny, gentle, and harmless he could muster, trying to soothe her nearly collapsing state. His voice was still hoarse from just waking up, but he deliberately softened it, his gaze burning and focused on her face as he asked in English, "You're awake—"

The sound of fluent English entering his ears startled Zheng Shanzhi once again.

She gripped the blanket tightly in front of her, her knuckles turning bluish-white from the force, as if it were her only lifeline. Her delicate body, curled up in the corner, trembled even more violently.

Her face flushed crimson, not from shyness, but from extreme shame, fear, and emotional turmoil. Tears finally broke free, streaming down her pale cheeks, leaving cool, wet streaks.

She stared at the unfamiliar, handsome man before her, who now seemed utterly composed, and stammered in broken, accented English:
"Who...who are you? I...why am I here...what...what did you do to me?!"

Each word took a tremendous amount of courage and effort from her.

Looking at her utterly startled expression, Gao Dongxu's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible amusement, but he maintained his gentle and patient demeanor. He even found it somewhat amusing that she could still maintain her logic and ask questions under such circumstances.

He couldn't help but smile slightly, his tone carrying a hint of probing: "You don't remember anything about last night?"

"Last night?" Zheng Shanzhi stared wide-eyed, her beautiful eyes blurry with tears, desperately searching her chaotic and terrified mind for memories, but she could not recall anything.

She shook her head blankly and frantically, tears streaming down her face. "It's impossible... I went to bed at nine o'clock last night... I should be home..."

Upon hearing this, Gao Dongxu frowned and his gaze turned strange, as if he were carefully examining her again, trying to determine the truthfulness of her words.

He paused for a few seconds before speaking again to confirm, "Are you sure? But we met at the nightclub around 11 p.m. last night, and you were very enthusiastic."

He paused, looking at Zheng Shanzhi's completely disbelieving expression, as if she were listening to a fairy tale, and added, "If you don't believe me, look—"

As he spoke, he immediately turned around, reached for his phone on the bedside table, unlocked it skillfully, quickly scrolled through the screen, and then turned the screen towards Zheng Shanzhi, handing it to her.

Zheng Shanzhi's beautiful and innocent face was now filled with suspicion, wariness, and an unspeakable shyness. She hesitated for a moment, then swiftly reached out her slender, slightly trembling arm and grabbed the phone almost as if snatching it away.

While still clutching the blanket tightly to her chest with her other hand, she stared wide-eyed at the photo on her phone screen, her eyes brimming with tears yet still beautiful.

Just one glance!
Just a glance!
Zheng Shanzhi felt as if his soul had been ripped from his body in that instant!

(End of this chapter)