I write novels in Liyue

Even now, he only comes back once every few days.

This Yujingtai is really treating people like dirt!

Women are treated like men, and men are treated like animals...

As expected, being a civil servant in Liyue is not a secure job.

Or, I should talk to Shen He later and tell her not to overwork herself.

After all, people are not machines, and even the most solid rock can break.

It's still important to balance work and rest.

Having made up her mind, Fang Qiu headed towards the gate. However, to her surprise, Tingyu didn't rush back inside to sleep; instead, she followed behind her.

This made Fang Qiu very gratified.

However, when she was halfway there, the sounds outside the door suddenly stopped.

This made Fang Qiu somewhat puzzled.

"Shen He, Shen He, is that you?"

She opened the door and took a look.

However, to Fang Qiu's surprise, there was no one outside the door.

A chilly wind, carrying a thin layer of white mist, blew, causing the bushes outside the door to rustle.

Fang Qiu heard the sound of paper being blown around her feet and instinctively looked down.

But then I found a few sheets of funeral paper money lying quietly at my feet...

Fang Qiuqiao's smile vanished instantly, and the light in her crimson eyes froze, losing its luster.

A chilly wind, carrying a cold mist, seeped into the gaps in Fang Qiu's clothes, making her feel cold all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She swallowed hard and subconsciously looked up.

It was originally a villa area with few pedestrians, and tonight there wasn't a single person around.

Quiet.

Quiet.

There was an eerie silence outside the door, and the woods in front of it were pitch black.

She had seen these scenes many times before, but at this moment, these familiar sights did not make her feel at ease at all; instead, they filled her with a deep sense of fear.

Varied……

what's the situation?

In an instant, the horror movies that she had forgotten deep in her mind suddenly surged back like a tidal wave.

A faceless ghost reading a newspaper in a house with the lights off.

With just a blink of an eye, the faceless ghost would shift forward a short distance.

A mother and son duo who like to hang people by binding their hair, and then have little ghosts push the victim's corpse around and play.

That is, Kayako and that guy from the previous life of "Ju-on"...

Tamao Serizawa?

wrong……

What was that "male" again?

It's definitely not Nobita Nobi...

In my past life, when I was a child.

When only she and her sister are at home.

My sister lied to me, saying it was a live-action magical girl movie, and then took her to watch it together in the dark of her room at night...

By the time they realized they had been fooled, it was too late.

The room was dark, and only her older sister was home, so she could only curl up next to her sister, afraid to close her eyes. Closing her eyes and hearing the eerie music made it even more terrifying.

So, she watched the whole movie while holding her older sister...

And then there was the story of the knocking ghost that Hu Tao told the kids a while ago…

and many more……

The door-knocking ghost...

This situation...

Could it be the door-knocking ghost?

At that moment, if you turned around, all you'd see was a terrifying and eerie face...

Or rather...

There's no face at all...

Upon thinking of this, Fang Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her Eye of God even emitted a strong, cold light because of her emotional fluctuations.

She turned around abruptly, a flash of cold light in her hand, and several ice swords instantly materialized. As she turned, the ice swords moved instantly, their blades drawing arcs in the air as they slashed behind her.

However, there was no one behind him.

No, it's completely empty...

Fang Qiu felt a chill run down his spine. At this moment, according to the tropes of horror movies, if you can't see anyone when you turn around, then you'll see a ghost when you turn around again.

So she launched another attack on the doorway.

However, it all came to nothing again...

There are no ghosts...

Fang Qiu looked at Tingyu and found that Tingyu was looking at the woods not far away, with a wary expression.

Fang Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the ghost is inside?

Without a second thought, Fang Qiu raised his hand and swung it, sending an ice sword flying into the forest.

Then Fang Qiu quickly closed the door, picked up Tingyu, and ran all the way back to the hall.

If I were the protagonist of those horror movies from my past life, I would definitely go to that bush to check it out.

However, as a progressive young woman who had received higher education in atheism, she deeply understood that anyone who went forward out of curiosity to investigate at such a time would generally not survive more than five minutes in a horror movie.

Turn around and run; that's the best option.

However, she was running too fast, and halfway through, her legs gave way, and she almost stumbled and fell.

After returning to the main hall, Fang Qiu carried Tingyu and led her to the inner hall.

There are the talismans she asked Shen He to leave behind.

This talisman can ward off evil and bring good fortune without needing to be activated.

Fang Qiuqiao's face was full of fear and dread. She hugged Tingyu and huddled inside the bouncy bomb, trembling.

It appears exceptionally fragile.

Tingyu wanted to stretch out its paw to comfort its timid master, but Fang Qiu held it tightly in his arms, so it could only place its paw on Fang Qiu's pert chest.

Meanwhile, outside the residence.

Seeing the ice sword pierce through the skinny man's clothes and embed itself deeply in the ground, the two members of the treasure-hunting team broke out in a cold sweat and were so frightened they almost peed themselves.

The skinny man swallowed hard.

His skin could clearly feel the biting cold emanating from the ice sword.

The chill seemed to penetrate the skin and flesh, reaching right to the bone.

Of course, what truly chilled him was that sword from just now, which had almost taken his life...

A few days ago, they located the residence of the white-haired woman who had beaten them up on a snowy night.

Not only did those two strange guys extort the books I bought today, but I also ran into that guy from the Rebirth Hall who was planning to settle scores with them...

So, fueled by their pent-up resentment, they decided to vent their anger by blocking the white-haired woman's keyhole.

In order to make the white-haired woman unhappy, they specially bought paper money to block her path.

I also plan to put two more on the door.

However, I didn't expect that halfway through the traffic jam, I would hear someone come to open the door.

After all, they've been involved in the heist gang for so many years, they're very good at crisis management.

So, the moment they heard footsteps inside the door, they quickly hid in the bushes.

Unexpectedly, the white-haired woman was incredibly powerful, discovering them instantly and even throwing an ice sword at them.

If that ice sword had been a little more accurate, it could have killed him instantly...

No...that's not right!

Given the white-haired woman's strength, she definitely held back...

Fortunately, that white-haired woman was incredibly powerful.

The ice sword was so close to him that if the white-haired woman had lost her footing even slightly, he would have been dead.

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

This was arguably the closest he ever came to death in his entire career as a treasure hunter...

"Boss... I told you, doing things this way will only lead to our own downfall..."

The fat man swallowed hard and said.

"Shut up. If I ever really die, it'll be because you cursed me to death."

The skinny guy slapped the fat guy on the back of the head, then grabbed the ice sword, but immediately pulled his hand back.

"It's so cold."