I'm a male god in Liyue

But I was also afraid of scaring him away. If he was scared away like the previous tenants, it wouldn't just be a matter of missing out on a delicious meal for one night, but that he would never be able to eat it again.

Ugh.

She sighed silently and floated back to the table.

Forget it, just bear with it for now.

Maybe there will be incense again tomorrow night.

She slumped over the table and listlessly picked up the manuscript paper from it.

Let's look at the story first.

The major plot I saw last night was cut short; he should have finished writing it today, right?

With that thought in mind, she turned the pages of the manuscript and continued reading.

But not long after, the expression on her face suddenly became somewhat blank.

Do not!

shameless!

What is this writing?!

Perhaps because she was too excited and shy, her white soul form turned slightly red.

It looked as beautiful as blood jade.

Chapter 45 No less than Miss Yun Jin

Xia Zhi had already woken up.

He was suddenly awakened when that slender white shadow floated to the bedside and stared at him with resentful eyes.

It wasn't because she had any cold aura about her; he just felt a sudden pang of fear, as if he were being watched by something, and then he woke up from his sleep.

Xia Zhi did not open his eyes immediately, but instead turned on the detector. He then discovered a white shadow standing in front of the bed, staring straight at him.

???

To be honest, this scene is indeed a bit terrifying at first glance.

Fortunately, he had heard beforehand that the house was haunted, so he was mentally prepared and quickly calmed down.

After all, the ghost in this house has no history of harming people; it only scares people away each time.

Given this premise, as long as he stays still and pretends to be asleep, she shouldn't be able to do anything about him.

After instantly understanding the situation, Xia Zhi was not only unafraid, but also became somewhat interested in the ghost.

Quietly shifting their probing gaze to the white shadow, they observed it closely.

Alas.

It turned out to be a female ghost.

She is also very young and beautiful.

Her features were exquisite, and her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting.

Her figure is no less impressive than Miss Yun Jin's.

Especially her skin, it looks so white, almost like it could be broken with a touch, I wonder if you can even touch it with your hand...

Xia Zhi was seriously criticizing and studying the differences between humans and ghosts when she suddenly stopped staring at him, turned around, and floated to the table.

Then, Xia Zhi saw her reach for the manuscript she had written on the table, and turn to a certain page to read it carefully.

Hey, why are you so skilled at this... You didn't come here to peek last night, did you?

Xia Zhi silently watched the scene before him, feeling somewhat strange.

how to say.

It's truly a delightful thing to have a loyal reader who comes to follow the updates every night before I've even finished writing my book.

I don't know where her grave is. When my book is published, I must go to her grave and burn a copy for her.

Just as Xia Zhi was feeling gratified, he suddenly saw the female ghost pause in her reading, and then her entire body turned red.

???

what happened?

Is this the prelude to turning into a vengeful ghost in red?

No, what exactly did you see that triggered this reaction?

Huh? Wait a minute, aren't you looking at my manuscript...? What was the plot I wrote today? I think it involved driving, or rather, driving a snake demon in a huge car, and at a really, really fast speed...

Xia Zhi used his detector to observe her more closely and found that apart from her expression becoming somewhat shy, angry and annoyed, there were no other changes.

So, you saw something beautiful, which gave you a huge emotional shock, and you became so shy and surprised that your body turned red?

Xia Zhi paused for a moment, feeling that this female ghost was quite innocent.

Sigh, it was my fault.

I shouldn't have written this kind of thing.

I disappointed my first reader...

Hey! Hurry up and put my manuscript down!

What's the meaning of your action of biting your lip with an expression of shame and indignation while constantly flipping through the pages?

The stuff that came after was just too much!

Good kids shouldn't watch this!

Xia Zhi really wanted to walk over and snatch the manuscript from her hands, then give her a good lecture.

But he didn't dare. Who knew if the female ghost would get really angry and punish him for being caught reading inappropriate books...

Although she has no precedent of harming anyone, what if he becomes that precedent?

Forget it, my life is more important. I'll just keep pretending to be asleep.

Xia Zhi lay on the bed, maintaining steady breathing, and continued to observe her from a god-like perspective.

She continued reading his manuscript, her body still flushed, but her face, besides showing embarrassment and annoyance, seemed to also hold a hint of curiosity.

This scene reminded Xia Zhi of the first time he saw a book like that.

She and her past self were not so much similar as to be said to be identical.

I'm guilty.

I caused an innocent soul to lose her innocence...

wrong.

She used to only scare people with ghosts, but now that she knows more, will she start experiencing sleep paralysis?

Being pressed down by such a beautiful female ghost...

It seems, perhaps, should...

Not a loss?

She loves reading her own books; in a sense, she's a fan of her own work, isn't she?

If it's real sleep paralysis, would this be considered fried noodles?

Xia Zhi's mind raced for a while when he suddenly heard a barely audible, low, furious curse coming from the table: "Why is it gone again?"

Alas?

This female ghost has a rather pleasant voice.

It's no worse than Miss Yun Jin's.

Then, Xia Zhi "saw" her turn her head and glare at him, who was lying on the bed, with a hateful look.

That was the look in someone's eyes that seemed to want to kill them.

Xia Zhi pretended to be dead.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Since I don't have a keyboard, I can only write slowly with a quill pen.

He actually understands her quite well. When he used to follow books, he often thought about sending the author razor blades.

But at this moment, he has become the author, and being stared at by readers who like his work with such eyes feels quite strange.

Fortunately, she didn't stare at him for long and quickly looked away.

Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "You've finished reading the manuscript, it's time for you to go."

Come again tomorrow.

As a result, he saw her resting her chin on her hand, lost in thought for a while, not knowing what she was thinking about, her face alternating between blushing and annoyed.