Three times married to Yama

Since Yan Jinyue had said that, I naturally couldn't refuse. Fortunately, I hadn't drunk the coffee in my hand.

"Here you go." I handed him the coffee.

"Thank you." He accepted it politely.

After tasting it this time, his brow relaxed. "It's bittersweet, I like it even more."

"I'm glad you like it," I said. "Although life is full of hardships, the bittersweet moments are the norm."

He paused for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded gently.

On the way to Xia Zheng's place, Xia Zheng and I started chatting, while Yan Jinyue sat next to me, gazing out the window with a detached look.

Just as he said, he was merely an observer and did not participate in the conversation between me and Xia Zheng at all.

We soon arrived at Xia Zheng's residence, where he warmly invited us in, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Master A Yin, please come in quickly."

I gave him a strange look. I felt that this guy was being a little too enthusiastic, as if he wasn't afraid of what he was going through.

"Please have a seat, I'll make you some tea."

While Xia Zheng went to boil water to make tea, I wandered around the room and looked around on my own, with Yan Jinyue following beside me.

"Isn't your name Qin Zhiyao? Why do you say your name is A Yin?" Yan Jinyue suddenly asked beside me, his voice filled with confusion and inquiry.

I guessed that Yan Jinyue would ask me about my name, but luckily I had already prepared my answer.

I calmly replied, "Ah Yin is my online name. Nowadays, people can give themselves countless aliases, online names, and nicknames in addition to their real names."

"A name is just a form of address. As long as it's not an insulting term, I don't think it's necessary to care so much about it."

Hearing my words, he nodded with a knowing look. "Since everyone calls you Ah Yin, I'll call you Ah Yin too. I think you seem to like this nickname."

My gaze paused for a moment, then I smiled and said, "You can call me whatever you like, I don't mind."

"Okay, sure."

That concludes the discussion. I've now looked around the room quite thoroughly. There's definitely an unusual atmosphere in the room, as if a layer of pink, faint mist is permeating it, just like the aura emanating from Xia Zheng.

At this moment, Xia Zheng came over with two cups of tea. "Master A Yin, please have some tea, Master."

I,"……"

Why does Xia Zheng's phrase "the master's husband" sound so strange to me?

"You should call him Mr. Yan. 'Master's husband' sounds a bit strange," I said to Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng glanced back and forth between me and Yan Jinyue before immediately replying, "Ah, okay, okay."

Then I saw Xia Zheng nervously clenching his fists again. He asked in a low voice, "How is it, Master Yin? Is there anything strange in my room? And the woman I dreamed about, was it that thing...?"

I replied directly, "The thing that's haunting you isn't in your house, but there's a lingering scent of her here."

Upon hearing this, Xia Zheng's body stiffened, and he abruptly looked up at me. "So she really exists?"

"Hmm." I nodded. "Based on your description and the aura I sensed from you and your home, I'll tentatively assume she's a kind of ghost."

Xia Zheng's body trembled at this moment, his eyes filled with fear and another emotion that I couldn't understand.

"She...she really is a ghost?!"

I thought for a moment and replied, "I guess so. Before all this happened to you, had you encountered or done anything strange?"

Hearing my question, Xia Zheng began to think seriously for a while before speaking, "I don't think I encountered anything strange. As for doing anything strange, does playing escape rooms count?"

"Escape room? What kind?" I asked.

Xia Zheng: "It's a Chinese horror-themed book. I remember there was a step in the game where we had to perform some strange rituals. I don't know if that counts as strange. That's all I can think of for now."

Okay, I think the problem might lie in this ceremony.

Some rituals should not be performed lightly, as they can bring bad luck or even death.

"Tell me about the ritual you mentioned in detail. Perhaps the problem lies in this ritual," I said to Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng thought for a moment, "I don't remember the specifics very clearly, but I remember combing my hair in front of the mirror, then lighting an incense stick to worship in front of the mirror, and finally taking away a red paper flower from in front of the mirror."

"What about the red paper flowers?" I asked.

"I lost it, I lost it." Xia Zheng said blankly, "That thing was just a prop, so I threw it away as soon as I got it."

"I need to go and see where you held the ceremony," I said to Xia Zheng.

When I suggested we go see the place where the ceremony was being held, Xia Zheng hesitated for a moment before immediately agreeing.

"Okay, let's go over there now," Xia Zheng said immediately. "I really want to figure out why she's bothering me. I really can't take it anymore."

"Are you playing a single-player game?" I asked.

He nodded, scratched his head, and said, "Yes, I'm quite interested in things like the supernatural and horror, so I often go and do these things by myself."

So that's how it is. If he's playing a single-player game, then that thing probably only bothers Xia Zheng.

Next, Xia Zheng took Yan Jinyue and me to the place where he played escape rooms. He was a VIP player at that place and had a good relationship with the owner.

The boss seemed quite familiar with Xia Zheng, saying, "You're here, but I don't have any new notebooks here. You're probably tired of the old ones."

Xia Zheng: "Boss, we want to have a three-bow wedding ceremony."

The best way to find out what happened is to go to the scene and check it out. The horror game that Xia Zheng played was actually called "Three Bows to Marry".

"This notebook has already been removed," the boss replied, looking at us with a somewhat complicated expression.

"They withdrew?" Xia Zheng was stunned.

The boss leaned closer to Xia Zheng, his tone becoming somewhat mysterious, "After playing this dungeon, did you feel that something was off?"

Xia Zheng's eyes widened in shock. "What? What do you mean?"

The boss continued in a low voice, "Recently, several customers have told me that they have encountered some strange things since they played the three-bowing marriage game. They have almost all dreamed of the same woman, and they said that their mental state has also become very poor. I am the kind of person who would rather believe it than not, so I just took the book out."

Their conversation reached my ears; it seems this charm's power is quite strong, capable of influencing so many people.

Xia Zheng was completely stunned. "Did others dream about that woman too?"

The boss was even more stunned. "You dreamed about it too?"

The two looked at each other and then fell silent.

Xia Zheng, in particular, seemed to have a sense of loss.

I couldn't help but step forward. "Boss, are the props from before still there?"

The boss snapped out of his daze and looked at me. "They're still here. I put any unused items in the warehouse to keep for later use or to resell."

I made my request, "May I take a look?"

"Of course you can. I'm an old friend of yours, Xia Zheng. Feel free to look around."

The boss handed a key to Xia Zheng, saying, "I'm a bit busy here with guests, Xia, you can take your friend to see it."

"Okay, thank you, boss."

Xia Zheng and this boss have a really good relationship; he even knows where the boss's warehouse is.

The warehouse wasn't far from the store, and Xia Zheng, who was leading the way, looked somewhat lost and dejected.

Yan Jinyue walked beside me, her eyes fixed straight ahead, like a model.

Although he said he wouldn't interfere in worldly affairs, surely he could at least talk and use his mouth?

So I took two steps closer to Yan Jinyue and whispered, "I have a question I'd like to ask you, Lord."

"Hmm?" He looked down at me.

Me: "If you encountered a vicious and wicked demon in the human world, would you intervene?"

"It depends on the situation," he thought for a moment and replied seriously.

"Under what circumstances would you intervene?"

Yan Jinyue suddenly stopped and faced me, her dark, deep eyes fixed on me. "I can't answer that, I'm sorry."

It seems this is a secret. I didn't press the matter further, but instead changed the subject, "So what are your thoughts on what happened to Xia Zheng?"

"Just as you thought," he replied directly.

I,"?"

What's the difference between answering and not answering?

Oh well, he just wants to be an observer anyway, so I'll just pretend he doesn't exist.

Xia Zheng opened the warehouse, which was not large and was filled with various dismantled props.

I immediately noticed the mirror placed in the corner against the wall; it was a dressing table with a large mirror on it.

At this moment, two figures were reflected in the mirror: Xia Zheng and myself, but Yan Jinyue was not among them.

In order not to frighten Xia Zheng, I boldly pushed Yan Jinyue, who was standing at the door, out the door.

"You wait for me outside. If Xia Zheng finds out you don't look in the mirror, he might be scared to death," I said to Yan Jinyue. "Lord, you don't want your identity to be discovered by others, do you?"

Yan Jinyue's gaze fell on my hand. Because I was in a hurry earlier, I put my hand on his body and pushed him away. At this moment, my hand was on his waist.

"Ah Yin," he called out.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Jinyue: "We're getting a little ambiguous."

Me, "?" What the heck?

I only pushed him twice, and that's considered flirting? Is he joking with me?

I silently withdrew my hand, a little helpless. "I didn't mean to, the situation was urgent just now."

At that moment, Xia Zheng's voice rang out from inside the warehouse, "Master A Yin, where are you?"

"Coming!" I replied.

Yan Jinyue nodded gently, "Then I'll wait for you outside."

"Um."

I went back into the warehouse, where Xia Zheng was standing in front of the dressing table mirror, and our reflections were shown in the mirror.

The dressing table looks very old, with uneven patches of red paint. Several red paper flowers lie on the table, and there is an incense burner next to it with several extinguished incense sticks inside.

The entire dressing table exuded a faint, gloomy aura, a pinkish gloomy aura, the same as the one emanating from Xia Zheng's room and body.

It seems that Xia Zheng did indeed attract Qingmei because of playing this game.

"Master Yin, how is it? Is there something wrong with this dressing table?" Xia Zheng hid behind me, his voice filled with fear and anxiety.

I nodded. "The problem does indeed lie with this dressing table. It's filled with a heavy, gloomy aura and obsession."

"What about the woman in my dream? Is she still here?"

"She's not here."

I looked out of the warehouse window, which was wide open, and a red paper flower was floating out of it.

I gave a cold laugh. You can run away from the monk, but you can't hide from the temple.

This dressing table is the abode of that alluring woman; she can't stay away from it for long, so she will return.

But instead of waiting for her to come back, I'd rather take the initiative.

I said to Xia Zheng, "Find a place to wait for me, I'm going out for a bit."

After saying that, I climbed out of the warehouse window. The red paper flower I had seen earlier was drifting away in the wind.

To prevent it from drifting further away, I had no choice but to raise my hand and cast a binding spell to trap the paper flower.

A paper flower is trapped inside a small white ball of light. It struggles and crashes around inside the ball of light, trying to get out.

However, the small ball of light flew into my hand and could not escape my grasp.

"Don't struggle, you can't escape," I said softly.

Seeing that the struggle was futile, the paper flower quieted down, and a woman's phantom appeared in front of me.

"Master, please don't kill me," the woman said softly, her voice gentle and melodious.

"Someone wants to talk to you, so you'd better behave," I said.

It's no use being dishonest; with me here, she can't cause any trouble.

Next, we needed to resolve the issue between her and Xia Zheng, so we chose Xia Zheng's home as the meeting place.

When I took out the paper flower, Xia Zheng's eyes lit up. He stared intently at the paper flower in my hand. "Master A Yin, is she in here?"

"Hmm." I gently tapped the paper flower with my finger, and a young and beautiful woman, who resembled a modern-day Lin Daiyu, appeared before us.

She saw me first, and then her gaze shifted to Xia Zheng. However, her expression changed drastically upon seeing Xia Zheng.

"Master! You said someone wants to talk to me, could it be him?"

I nodded. "Yes, it's him. And I also want to advise you to stop bothering him, and especially not to hurt other women because of him. They are all innocent."

My words plunged the woman into an eerie silence and confusion.

"If you ignore my advice and insist on continuing to pester him, I'll have no choice but to be ruthless."

The woman remained silent for a long time before speaking with a wronged expression, "I'm innocent, Master! I've been away from him for a long time, and I haven't hurt any innocent women. Besides, recently..."

"What's wrong with you lately?"

"I've been avoiding him lately and I don't want to bother him anymore!" the woman said angrily, seemingly not lying.

Now it was my turn to be dumbfounded.

I looked at Xia Zheng, "Aren't you going to explain?"