My wife is an invincible female ghost.

Feng Wan only ate a few bites of the reheated food before losing her appetite.

Seeing her put down her chopsticks, Chu Shan also looked up at her.

The wife said, "Husband, please eat first. I'll go wash up. Leave the bowls there and don't touch them. I'll clean them up when I come out."

Chu Shan then said, "We can wash it after we finish eating."

If we wait for her to come out, the food she just heated up will get cold again.

Feng Wan had already taken a few steps towards the bathroom. Hearing her husband's words, she turned back and smiled slightly, saying, "Actually, I'm already full."

"Oh." Chu Shan remained silent.

He knew his wife had always had a small appetite.

She doesn't seem to have many favorite dishes, and she's not interested in things like milk tea, cakes, or potato chips. She might eat a few bites of leafy greens, like bok choy.

When Chu Shan first met her, he tried to feed her.

They were also worried that she might be malnourished.

Feng Wan always gritted her teeth and forced herself to eat it—she didn't know how to refuse.

Later, seeing that she was really uncomfortable, Chu Shan stopped feeding her. But her health remained good; she neither gained nor lost weight, so Chu Shan let her be.

Is it possible that there really are people with tiny appetites like birds in this world?

Therefore, Chu Shan always felt that the reason they were able to save so much money was because Feng Wan ate too little...

He ate the lion's share of the family's monthly food expenses.

If he were to pinpoint anything unhealthy about Feng Wan's body, he'd think it was that she was a bit prone to feeling cold. Every night her feet would get icy cold, and no amount of warming them up for her could help.

...囧.

Feng Wan went into the bathroom. She locked the door and turned on the hot water with the showerhead, using the sound of running water to cover up what she was about to do.

A mirror is always hung on the washbasin in the bathroom so that people can tidy their appearance while washing up.

Feng Wan stood in front of the mirror, looked at herself, and then placed her palm on the misty surface. These forbidden land dungeon bosses each possessed unique abilities and their own forms of mental corruption.

For example, the two sisters at the Huai'an Orphanage. The older sister, Lin Jing, has the ability to freely move between the mirrors in the orphanage, while the younger sister's ability is related to the doll she is holding.

However, Feng Wan's abilities are quite diverse.

She was, after all, a powerful female ghost.

She has a lot of skills, and the range of applications she can use is quite wide. For example, the two sisters' ability to travel through mirrors can only be used within their own domain.

—Otherwise, if everyone ran away from "Old Locust Village" like her, wouldn't the world be in chaos?

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, supernatural beings are not allowed!

But Feng Wan didn't have these concerns. However, she hadn't used her abilities for a long time, and she quite enjoyed her peaceful life.

She is a human, not a ghost.

So when the mirror rippled slightly from her touch, her thoughts momentarily wavered. But she quickly recovered.

The mirror's passageway was opened.

A full-length mirror suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the center of the small attic of the Huai'an Orphanage. Feng Wan crossed her arms and walked from one side of the mirror to the other.

Of course, she had changed her clothes. She wore embroidered shoes, and her hair was tied up with a hairpin made of Tian Shan jade. Her posture was relaxed and casual.

She has a slight old-fashioned habit.

The hairpin was also bought for her by Chu Shan. It wasn't expensive, but Feng Wan treasured it very much, wearing it in her hair every day. She was also very careful when taking it off to sleep at night, afraid of bumping or damaging it.

Since she started cooking, her aura has become much gentler.

She glanced around casually; there was nowhere to sit in the attic. So she simply sat down on the swing her sister had just been on, swaying back and forth with her hands on the swing.

"Tell me about it," Feng Wan said.

The subtext is quite clear—don't you two know she married him? You've gone and tried to arrest her.

"..." The older sister still held her younger sister tightly, refusing to let go for even a moment. From the moment that gaze came over, she had been on high alert.

This includes now.

My older sister has always been a quiet and reserved person.

She pursed her lips, glanced at Feng Wan with a wary and apprehensive look, and said nothing more, only hugging her sister even tighter.

This "vigilance" has nothing to do with any past grievances or grudges between the two parties. Of course, there is no real animosity between them.

If these forbidden places were truly likened to "Old Locust Tree Village," then Feng Wan would undoubtedly be the village chief, just like the old locust tree at the village entrance.

But village chiefs can be good or bad.

...Who knows whether Feng Wan sees them as "villagers" who need protection or just two ants crawling under the big locust tree?

Just like the demon kings in Journey to the West.

Not all demon kings were loyal and affectionate towards each other. When they met, they would still fight for territory and fight to the death.

They are demons. They don't care about freedom, equality, justice, or the rule of law.

Therefore, her wariness of Feng Wan was merely a spontaneous fear stemming from her apprehension of the powerful female ghost.

But the younger sister trusted Feng Wan completely. She was both surprised and delighted to see her arrive. She stopped playing with her doll, looked up at Feng Wan with a sweet smile, and said, "Sister, you're here?"

That smile looked genuine.

Feng Wan did not reject this kind of trust.

Even when she was a ghost, Lin Tang loved to cling to her. Feng Wan sat in a chair reading a book, while Lin Tang knelt beside her knees, concentrating on her own tasks.

For example, folding the doll's arms or poking its nose. They could play like that for an entire afternoon.

The older and younger sisters are inseparable, but Lin Jing is not good at such intimate things, so she always stays quietly in a gloomy place.

Only when Feng Wan occasionally looked up would the two of them suddenly exchange a glance. At this moment, Lin Jing would silently turn his head away again, hiding back into the darkness.

Feng Wan's reason for tolerating the two sisters was simple—she was already a powerful female ghost, why should she argue with children? She wasn't afraid of lowering her own status.

This is when she was a ghost.

Now that Feng Wan is a human being, she believes even more in the principle of "not hitting a smiling face." Lin Tang had smiled so brightly at her, so naturally she had no reason to throw a tantrum as soon as she arrived.

But she was still very curious.

I'm curious about what these two sisters are thinking.

Lin Jing was very vigilant.

But the younger sister's trust in Feng Wan is also genuine. To her, her older sister is her older sister, and her older sister is her older sister.

The former was her kin, an inseparable part of her being. They would be together in life and death.

The latter was the object of her respect and reliance, and every move she made as she grew up was a clumsy imitation of Feng Wan.

She does whatever her sister does. She's interested in whatever her sister is interested in.

Lin Tang seemed completely oblivious to the chilling aura emanating from behind Feng Wan's smile, and continued sweetly, "I just wanted to see you, little brother."