Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

"Why are you crying? Am I that scary?"

Shen Qingzhou brought his face close to the girl's and reached out to wipe away her tears. To be honest, this female ghost was actually quite pretty.

Not the kind that's stunning at first glance, but rather very pleasing to the eye, simple and unpretentious, yet very sunny, with a touch of wildness.

Of course, what surprised Shen Qingzhou the most was not these things...

The curly-haired girl quickly shook her head, her eyes subconsciously glancing at Shen Qingzhou's feet, thinking to herself, "Please don't say that when you're stepping on a 'person'."

"Don't worry, you're my wife, how could I ever hurt you?"

Shen Qingzhou said with a grin, revealing a set of white teeth.

The curly-haired girl nodded subconsciously, but immediately shook her head, feeling even more afraid at the thought of the future.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

The curly-haired girl quickly shook her head.

"Have you slept with men?" Shen Qingzhou asked again.

Although the curly-haired girl was scared, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance appeared on her face, but she still obediently shook her head.

Perhaps in the eyes of the curly-haired girl, these two questions are actually one, since she doesn't even have a boyfriend, how could she have slept with a man? But in Shen Qingzhou's view, these are completely two separate questions.

"How old are you this year?" Shen Qingzhou asked again.

"Twenty-four," the curly-haired girl whispered.

"That girl was a year younger than me. Look at you, a twenty-four-year-old woman who had never had a boyfriend or experienced being a woman. What a pity you died like that! You're lucky to have met me..."

Curly-haired girl—that doesn't sound like human language at all.

The male ghost being trampled underfoot—could you please let me off the hook when you're flirting?

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyong seemed to have heard some noise and walked in from outside, carrying a set of groom's clothes in his hand. It was the kind with a long robe, a mandarin jacket, and a melon-shaped hat, which was terribly ugly.

"Did you call me just now? Is there something you need?" Yang Xiaoyong asked.

"No, I was just feeling a bit bored, so I wanted to move around a bit."

Shen Qingzhou removed her feet from the male ghost.

"Just bear with it a little longer, it's getting dark, and the wedding ceremony will be at nine o'clock sharp."

As he spoke, he handed the clothes in his hand to Shen Qingzhou.

"Put this on," Yang Xiaoyong said.

"Can we not change it? This is too ugly." Shen Qingzhou said with some disgust.

"What do you think? These are the rules, so just bear with it for now."

Yang Xiaoyong put the clothes on the bed, turned and walked towards the door, saying, "I'll call you for dinner later."

Although Yang Xiaoyong came in, neither the curly-haired girl nor the male ghost lying on the ground dared to move, because Shen Qingzhou's ferocity had truly frightened them.

The old man, who had been devoured by the male ghost, was somewhat disoriented and walked out in a daze.

Seeing Yang Xiaoyong leave, Shen Qingzhou kicked the male ghost lying on the ground.

"Hey, what's your name? Tell me, how did Yang Xiaoyong steal your wife?"

Bored and wanting to pass the time by listening to gossip, he was extremely curious about the affair of someone else's wife.

At this moment, the male ghost had already pulled his arm out of his mouth. After all, a ghost can devour another ghost, so how could he possibly choke to death by his own arm? However, it looked rather pitiful as it was being held in his hand.

However, at this moment, he had lost all his ferocity and was just a pathetic wretch.

"My name is Gao Jianxiong. Yang Xiaoyong dug up my wife's grave and stole her body," the male ghost said.

"You stole it like that?" Shen Qingzhou asked, somewhat disappointed.

"Did you steal your wife to arrange a ghost marriage for someone else?" Shen Qingzhou asked.

Unless someone has a particular fetish, stealing a corpse is definitely for money, so it's not surprising considering Yang Xiaoyong's profession.

But this guy is really daring, digging up someone's grave to steal it. Gao Jianxiong's wife isn't the first, and probably won't be the last.

No wonder this guy is having such bad luck; even without Gao Jianxiong riding on his neck, he probably wouldn't live much longer.

"Then go find your wife. What's the point of you harassing my wife?" Shen Qingzhou said irritably.

"I went to look for her, but... but my wife doesn't want to come back," Gao Jianxiong said.

Shen Qingzhou: ……

Pfft, haha, he just couldn't hold it in anymore.

The curly-haired girl's fear lessened slightly, and she stood aside, listening intently, unable to suppress a smile.

"Aren't you supposed to be fierce? Just snatch her back," Shen Qingzhou said.

"I couldn't beat him. That man was incredibly fierce. If I hadn't run fast, he would have devoured me. The thought of my wife being ravaged by him day and night is like a knife twisting in my heart..."

This guy even started playing the victim.

"Alright, enough nonsense. Tell me, where is that bastard who stole your wife?"

"In the nearby Shangpu Village, he was a pig butcher in life, and he was still fierce after death."

The curly-haired girl next to him looked slightly surprised, as if she had heard of this person before.

Shen Qingzhou asked these questions not because she was kind-hearted and wanted to avenge Gao Jianxiong.

Rather, it's because the more ferocious the ghost, the more valuable it is for research.

Just as there are differences between people, there are also differences between ghosts.

Even with today's advanced technology, we can't claim to have a 100% understanding of the human body, let alone the soul.

Therefore, Shen Qingzhou wanted to explore the Netherworld, find the truth of the world, and gain more power.

Therefore, studying different ghosts is the best way.

"Okay, I got it. I'll go check it out when I have time."

As Shen Qingzhou spoke, he flipped his wrist, and a paper figure appeared between his fingers. He flicked it forward, and the paper figure landed on Gao Jianxiong.

Gao Jianxiong vanished instantly, leaving only a paper figure covered in runes swaying and falling through the air.

Curly-haired Girl was startled and stared at the paper figure with a look of horror.

"You're a sorcerer? Are you here to take me away? Yes...yes...but I didn't do anything wrong." The curly-haired girl was about to cry again.

"No, I'm here to marry you. Come, sit down and let's talk in detail." Shen Qingzhou patted the empty space next to the bed.

Can the curly-haired girl refuse? Does she dare to refuse?

She could only sit down with trepidation.

"What's your name?"

Shen Qingzhou certainly saw Lin Yunong's name on the memorial tablet, but just wanted to confirm it.

"Lin Yunong," Lin Yunong whispered.

"How did he die?"

"cancer."

"But that day, at the town's bus station, I saw a girl who looked exactly like you," Shen Qingzhou said, voicing her doubts.

"That's my sister, Lin Yunxiu. We're twins," Lin Yunong quickly explained.

"I see, I see..."

Shen Qingzhou reached out and stroked the other's cheek, as if gently caressing a precious jewel.

Shen Qingzhou's fondness for Lin Yunong was not solely due to lust for her beauty.

Or perhaps it's because Lin Yunong herself is a very special spirit.

Just now, when Shen Qingzhou gently stroked her cheek, he sensed that she still had a certain connection with living people.

Logically speaking, after a person dies, it's as if they've severed all ties with the real world.

However, an unexpected event occurred with Lin Yunong. This connection was more hidden and more stable than that between the deceased souls he had secretly helped to exorcise.

He hadn't understood why this was happening before, but now Shen Qingzhou finally understood.

Because she is a twin, it's natural.

This is an excellent subject of study.

Shen Qingzhou really wanted to turn her inside out and examine her carefully.

Lin Yunong was terrified when she met his "perverted" gaze.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person," Shen Qingzhou said gently.

"Really...really?" Lin Yunong's words were a little slurred.

"Of course it's true, I'm the easiest person to talk to," Shen Qingzhou said confidently.

"Then...can you return that 200,000 yuan to my parents?"

"That won't work."

Lin Yunong: ...