My wife is an invincible female ghost.

Lin Tang is naturally dark-skinned.

She was fully aware of what she was doing, but she didn't care at all how much trouble her casual thoughts might cause to herself and others.

To describe her in a more endearing way, she's "naturally dark-skinned".

To use a harsher term, she would be a complete "pleasure criminal."

Someone with her personality, if she were to decide to die now, would probably die with a smile on her face.

The idea of ​​seeing Chu Shan was first suggested by the younger sister, although the older sister disagreed in her heart—there was absolutely no need to provoke the eldest sister!

Wouldn't it be better for them to stay quietly in the orphanage?

But she had become accustomed to supporting and even indulging her sister's every decision. It could be said that her sister's unruly personality was a result of her spoiling her.

Therefore, she did not object to this matter, which means that they both agreed.

But my older sister is much more composed.

She thought for a moment, then lowered her eyes and said, "I thought my older sister would really want to bring him home with her someday."

"Yes, yes," the younger sister nodded in agreement.

She didn't know when, but she had gotten into the habit of resting her head on Feng Wan's lap, still relying on her as before.

She pressed her head against her thigh and mumbled, "Sister and brother have been married for so long. If you don't introduce him to your family soon, he'll be angry."

Because she is the older sister, she is the older brother.

And because Chu Shan is younger than them, he is the older brother.

…………no way.

Given his status, you can't just call him "younger brother," can you?

"..." Feng Wan was a little stunned.

Her gaze unconsciously fell on Lin Jing, who was not far away. But he guiltily looked away.

She was a somewhat gloomy and melancholic girl.

Although she knew that Lin Jing most likely knew she was trying to justify Lin Tang's behavior, she was also quite clear that the excuses Lin Tang used were probably taught to her by Lin Jing.

But she was still somewhat tempted.

She remembered the happiness and pride on Chu Shan's face when he took her back to his hometown.

"Dad! Mom! This is my girlfriend from college. We're planning to get married now!"

Feng Wan: "..."

There is no doubt that Feng Wan has a secret about him.

And her secret is huge, the kind that could easily scare her husband to death. There are no magical herbs or lingzhi mushrooms in this world for her to steal.

Of course, Chu Shan is neither Xu Xian nor Bai Niangniang.

But that's how Chu Shan treated her back then. Therefore, she also wanted to honestly entrust everything to him and then take him on a tour of her hometown.

Then, with a proud look on his face, he pointed at him:

"Look! That's the old locust tree at the entrance of our village!"

If any ugly little monsters happen to pass by, she can kick them away and then confidently tell her husband—

Not all ghosts are ugly; for example, she is very beautiful!

She's beautiful!

Looking down at Lin Tang and Lin Jing... oh, these two little girls are quite cute too.

At least you won't be immediately struck by Chu Shan's ugliness or be frightened by him.

They were only thirteen or fourteen years old when they died. Although their actual ghostly age is over three hundred, they still retain the appearance they had before their death.

At first glance, she looks like an innocent and harmless young girl.

Those who frequently encounter ghosts know this: the first time you encounter one, you might be a little scared, but you know they won't hurt you, so you get used to it after a while.

Moreover, these two girls have never been stained with the blood of innocent people, so even if Chu Shan comes into close contact with them, it will not harm their health.

She herself had spent two years in a Taoist temple, where she was surrounded by the stench of the incense, and had also sincerely done many good deeds, accumulating a little merit before she dared to come out and contact Chu Shan.

—Then let her husband meet her "family" first.

After she retired from her criminal activities, she really became much gentler, and you could even reason with her.

But then again... the only ones who would take it upon themselves to do something like this are probably the two Lin sisters, who think they are close to her.

Other people... even ghosts, dare not provoke her.

But this is not actually intimacy.

She simply ignored it. She ignored everything except "Chu Shan".

Therefore, she was not averse to Lin Tang's closeness, nor was she angry at Lin Jing's subtle defensive posture.

The swing sways gently.

Feng Wan had thought it through. She lowered her head and said to her sister, "This won't happen again."

"Okay," the younger sister obediently agreed.

Ah, she has always been very sensible.

Feng Wan smiled slightly, raised her head, and spoke to Lin Jing, giving him a warning, "Don't scare him, or I'll come after you."

The tone was slightly threatening.

Lin Jing: "..."

He turned his head away, ignoring it.

Why bother arguing with children? They're just kids who aren't even four hundred years old yet!

Feng Wan didn't pay any attention.

She got up from the swing, her mood barely deserving of a cheerful one.

A reformed woman cannot casually kill ghosts; she is very busy.

But she got up abruptly without informing Lin Tang beforehand, so Lin Tang, who had her head resting on her knees, fell straight to the ground.

He fell flat on his face.

Oh dear! My little sister was so upset she was about to cry. She frowned and rubbed her knees.

Bad older sister.

Then Feng Wan felt even better.

She subtly curled the corners of her lips, her arms still crossed. Oh right, Feng Wan seemed to have thought of something, so she turned back and said, "Behave yourself, don't cause a death."

If he kills someone and then lets Chu Shan come into contact with him, it will have a negative impact on him.

It could easily make him seriously ill.

"Oh," the younger sister replied to herself, rubbing her knee.

Seeing the full-length mirror that had abruptly appeared in the attic reappear, the younger sister said, "Sister, are you leaving? Won't you stay a little longer?"

She really wanted to spend more time with her sister.

"I have something to do," Feng Wan said.

"What is it?" the younger sister pressed.

"..." Feng Wan had already taken half a step inside when she heard her sister's question and turned back, saying, "It's important."

Unfortunately, my sister just has no sense of boundaries.

"What's the big deal?"

Feng Wan: "..."

Lin Jing: "..."

I really wanted to cough twice to remind her—even a ghost can't be so lacking in emotional intelligence.

Feng Wan's smile was now forced and insincere.

She said, "Wash the dishes."

Lin Tang: "..."

Lin Jing: "…………"

Is this what the female ghost does all day at home?

Feng Wan didn't linger, and after finishing her sentence, she leisurely went to attend to her important business.

The shower had been running for a while. Feeling that it was about time, she cast a cleansing spell on herself and then came out of the bathroom.

Her husband had almost finished eating and had just covered the leftovers with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator.

See? She said washing dishes is a big deal.

Feng Wan thought to herself. If she had been any later, her husband would have snatched the job away from her.

Hearing the bathroom door open, Chu Shan, who was rinsing the dishes with running water, turned around and smiled at her.

So the female ghost forced out a genuine smile in response.

Her eyes were curved in a smile, and she looked innocent and radiant.