Underworld entries, starting with ghost stories.

Kong Fengjiao looked at the red ropes strung around the courtyard and the bells hanging on them, which the Taoist priest said could ward off evil spirits. Her pale face regained some color.

The outer walls are covered with many yellow talismans, and there are two outward-facing mirrors hanging at the main entrance. It is said that with these mirrors, no evil can escape.

"Miss!" the maidservant said with a smile, "The Taoist priest said that these are all closely guarded secrets of the Sanqing Temple."

"If it weren't for the fact that our master is a well-known philanthropist in Cheng'an County, they wouldn't have given up any amount of money."

"With these magical artifacts, you don't need to worry, Miss."

Kong Fengjiao's lips curled up arrogantly: "Hmph... he's just a brat, I didn't have much to worry about anyway."

With the protection of these magical artifacts and exorcising talismans, she finally felt relieved.

Sanqing Temple has a very prestigious reputation.

The family spent a lot of money to invite a Taoist priest from the Sanqing Temple to perform the ritual.

Kong Fengjiao felt that even if the little thief who died yesterday had really become a ghost, he would have already been annihilated by the Taoist priests of Sanqing Temple using magic.

Even if their souls weren't completely destroyed, they would absolutely never be able to get back in.

She had her servants move a large bathtub from another room, intending to take a good bath and ward off bad luck under the protection of ritual implements and exorcising talismans.

The Kong family had many servants, and the old women and maids were busy running around, boiling a large bucket of hot water for her.

Kong Fengjiao took off her clothes and soaked in hot water. Large red lanterns hung on the four walls, illuminating the room brightly.

As the hot water washed over her skin, she felt relaxed and at ease.

The flower petals floating on the water exuded a delicate fragrance along with the steam, creating a refreshing and pleasant atmosphere.

She breathed a sigh of relief and looked down, when she suddenly saw a face floating in the water.

She shuddered instantly, squeezed her legs together, and slapped her hands on the water, splashing water everywhere.

She crossed her legs and stared intently at the swaying hot water.

The water in the bucket gradually subsided, but then there was nothing left.

She looked around and saw a maid holding a large bath towel waiting at the window, while the exorcism bell outside still rang softly in the wind.

She looked down into the water again, and the light from the lanterns hanging high above shone into it, but there was still nothing there.

Her heart was pounding.

Meanwhile, Wu Qing hid under the table next to him and opened the system to take a look.

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Kong Fengjiao dared not stay in the bathtub any longer and quickly got out.

A maidservant brought over a bath towel: "Miss, won't you soak a little longer?"

Kong Fengjiao's previously rosy complexion turned slightly paler: "I'm not going to soak anymore."

The maid helped the young lady dry off, and after she was dressed, she let the old women outside come in and move the bath tub away.

When they arrived next door, Kong Fengjiao sat in front of the mirror, with her maid standing behind her helping her comb her hair.

Kong Fengjiao looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her expression dazed.

Suddenly, the boy's sinister face appeared in the mirror.

"Did you see...?" She turned around abruptly and pointed at the mirror.

The maid, holding a wooden comb, looked up in confusion: "What do you see?"

Kong Fengjiao turned back and looked at her pale face in the mirror, speechless.

She could no longer be sure whether there was a real ghost or if she was seeing things.

Even if she yells and screams, just like last night and during the day, no one can see it; they'll just say she's scaring herself.

It's fine when she's all alone.

The maid is right next to her, but she still can't see her... Am I just scaring myself?

The maid smiled and said, "Miss, you didn't sleep well last night, so it's normal to have some illusions. Just get a good night's sleep tonight and you'll be fine."

Kong Fengjiao felt that perhaps it really was as she said, and that she would feel better after a good night's sleep.

There are so many people dying every day in this world, if there really are ghosts, how come you're the only one who ran into one?

Wu Qing huddled inside the dressing table, listening to their conversation.

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When I first showed my face in the bathtub, I thought it would scare the girl so much that she would jump up and scream.

He didn't want to attract a crowd like last night when he wrote on her lap, because she was startled.

Let's keep scaring her and make her act out the "boy who cried wolf" scenario a few more times, so that no one will take it seriously anymore.

Surprisingly, she quieted down and did not cause any further disturbance.

"Don't turn off the lamp, and have two more people keep watch in the room," Kong Fengjiao instructed the maid.

The maid then called in an old woman and a maid from the outer courtyard who looked even bolder and more unruly to keep watch at night.

Kong Fengjiao then climbed onto the couch, initially only daring to face outwards towards the lamp on the table.

But the light was too bright to fall asleep. And facing one direction for too long was very uncomfortable.

Slowly, she turned around and faced inside.

It was blurry, but I felt like there was something in front of her.

She slightly opened her eyes, and there lay the boy with his neck crooked in front of her, his head resting against the bed, smiling at her.

She suddenly closed her eyes and muttered to herself, "It's fake, it's fake... There are no ghosts at all... There are no ghosts at all..."

Seeing that she was starting to deceive herself, Wu Qing raised his hand and slapped her face.

In his ghostly state, his slaps swept across Kong Fengjiao's face repeatedly.

Kong Fengjiao kept her eyes tightly closed. Although she was lying on the couch, she felt gusts of cold wind constantly sweeping across her cheeks.

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Kong Fengjiao told herself in her mind that this was all an illusion, all an illusion.

She wanted to fall asleep, but the more she tried, the less she could, and she fell into a state of anxious insomnia.

Her maid was quite dutiful, coming over every now and then with a lamp to check on how her mistress was sleeping.

But as time went on, the old woman and the two maids in the room gradually became sleepy.

They didn't see any ghosts or monsters from beginning to end, and the surrounding area was full of ritual implements and talismans used by the Sanqing Temple to exorcise ghosts.

They didn't know what the young lady had to be afraid of.

Kong Fengjiao finally drifted into a drowsy state, almost falling asleep.

But Wu Qing didn't want her to just fall asleep like that.

Although the two maids and the old woman in the room were dozing off, they still reacted when they heard the noise.

But his intentions were not simply to take off Kong Fengjiao's pants and write three words of misery.

You have to write it while shouting "I died so tragically!", because that will definitely be heard.

I probably won't be able to do it tonight, but there's still time.

Let's just make sure this young lady can't sleep either, and torture her half to death first.

The young lady's chaise lounge was very large and wide.

Wu Qing, now in a state of near-stiffness on the inside, pulled back the blanket and slowly crawled inside.

Kong Fengjiao's breathing gradually became steady, and she appeared to have begun to fall asleep.

Wu Qing then quietly climbed onto her from under the covers, causing her to experience sleep paralysis...