The Wandering Ghost Face

eem to have cried..." I pressed on relentlessly.She looked at me in slight surprise, shaking her head. "No, nothing... I just, uh, my throat feels a little scratchy, itchy, and I'm coughing up tears."...Their movements were so loud, I felt my scalp tingle and my face flushed red. What kind of people are these!

After hearing those few words, I confirmed that the high school student was a girl, not Song Wei's brother. So I was too lazy to bother with her and was about to leave when I heard the man's surprised voice—

"Damn, little sis, you've got a tattoo on your back! How come it's so bumpy and uneven Huh, is this a demon face Mmm..."

I trembled, a ghost face

I just get goosebumps when I hear these two words.

My dad had a blood-red ghost mask appear on his back, claiming it was his karmic retribution. He's now unconscious; that middle-aged woman had a ghost mask appear on her face, and it ultimately tore off her skin and scalp before she ran away.

Aren't these spooky faces all attached to people

I couldn't help but sneak a peek. I only saw the back of a woman.

She was sitting on the man's body, trembling, and tilting her head back as if enjoying it very much.

And the man beneath her was thrashing about, their sounds not small.

To be so passionate Don't you fear being heard by others!

I don't have the courage to go up and check. I usually avoid these lunatics.

But that man just mentioned a ghost face tattoo, and it was uneven… could it be the bloody ghost face

I hastily pulled out my phone, my mind racing with Jiang Qiyun, Jiang Qiyun... You better pick up the phone!

When I slid the screen open, I was stunned.

That guy doesn't even have a phone! Who am I supposed to call

I trembled and pressed my brother's hotkey, hearing the dial tone ring several times before anyone answered —

"Click-clack." The sound of high heels echoed down the alley beside me.

I hurried a few steps forward and saw a short-haired woman dragging her feet out... This is it over so soon

She was wearing the kind of clothes you'd see a bartender in: a backless, V-neck top, high-waisted shorts, and sandals.

She was very flat-chested, the kind of thinness that comes from not being fully developed yet.

She seemed drunk, just now so intimate and intense with that man, she stumbled and fell at the entrance of the alley.

When I saw her face, I was shocked! Wasn't this the virgin that Hou Shaowen had been looking for! The girl with short hair who had been misled by evil cults to go treat his grandfather's illness!

Could she really be this kind of person

No way, just two days ago she was still a virgin! Hou Shaowen definitely confirmed it was okay before bringing her here, right

My phone rang with my brother’s voice, "Hey hey hey," and I picked up the call with a jumbled mind.

Several hooligans who were smoking on the roadside glanced at each other, smirked, and walked over. They lifted the girl onto a van and drove away.

Outside the bar, there are many of these types of people—they wait specifically for drunk people, known as "gravediggers."

I'm just a college freshman, I don't have the ability to be brave, I only remembered the license plate number and told my brother: "Brother, I saw a girl who was drunk and being harassed in a car with license plate XXXX, you should call the police quickly."

My brother's voice almost blew my eardrums: "Mu Xia Qiao! You little b*tch, I thought something happened to you! I ran out with all the bubble bath in my body to answer the phone, okay What do these things have to do with you! Get your a** home right now!"

"No, no, I've seen that girl before. She's the one Young Master Hou found for his grandfather..."

Before I could finish my sentence, a large hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder, startling me with an "ah!" I couldn't hold onto the phone steady and it crashed heavily to the ground!

Looking back, Jiang Qiyun was staring at me with his eyes downcast. The golden irises in his black eyes seemed like magma about to erupt.

"Mu Xia Qiao... Are you ignoring everything I say" His voice was laced with icy anger.

My throat was dry from nervousness, and I whispered, “I, I just saw a suspicious person. She seemed to have a ghost face tattoo on her back—“

He dangerously narrowed his eyes, leaning in slightly, and cupping my chin to pin me against the wall. "I'll ask you again," he said, "what is your identity now"

"...your wife in a phantom marriage." I said quietly, biting my lip.

"What about our agreement Do you want to die, or live out your days in peace and quiet You don't know what's inside you—"

"I know, you have my child," I said, looking up at him, biting my lip to hold back my resentment.

I was desperately trying to hold back my emotions. He simply wasn't a normal person, you can't expect him to think like one.

"I'm resigned to my fate, I'll be your breeding tool. I promise I won't take any medicine or wear high heels, can you at least be a little gentle and listen to me finish speaking" I stared at him with red eyes.

I think I must be neurotic. I have extreme mood swings over even the smallest things.

For example, he gets irritable just by seeing him.

For example, when I hear him speak, I want to cry.

Jiang Qiyun's eyes darkened, and he loosened his grip on my chin.

A passing drunk pointed at me and laughed, “Wow! Beautiful lady, are you putting on a one-woman show here Come over here with me—”

"Bang!" Before he could finish his sentence, an invisible force slammed him back, sending him headfirst into the trash can.

I jumped in fright and looked up at Jiang Qiyun.

He stared at me intently, his cold face showing no emotion.

I'm a little scared, he comes from the underworld. If we have a disagreement, he can kill me with a flick of his finger. And even if I die, I'll still be under his control.

"You said," he murmured, his voice a clear chime against my heart.

I've already forgotten what I wanted to say, just vented my emotions a while ago. Now I feel like it wasn't really anything.

"I'm sorry," I said, bowing my head politely.

"I accept your apology and forgive you again. Remember to be obedient in the future."

Listen, how psychologically superior I am.

"Mu Xia Qiao, you were born with a pure yin bloodline, and something happened before your birth, so your physique is very special, attracting ghosts' attention. You haven't had any trouble before because your father protected you." He stated calmly:

"Your spirit baby is just forming now, it's unstable. You... have a little awareness. Don't put yourself in danger. I've set up wards in your room and house. Stay inside for safety, okay"

I silently nodded.

"I found your friend's brother, come with me." He turned away calmly.

I trailed behind him, my eyes fixed on his back, following him blindly.

Someone whispered beside me: "This woman must be on drugs, she looks so spaced out."

I wryly smiled. Even if he walked with me, the world would only see me.

》》》

On the fringe of Bar Street, a thin young man knelt on the ground, bowing his head to Jiang Qiyun and whispering, "We discovered it in time, that female ghost didn't succeed."

He pointed to a pile of junk, where a person was covered with a torn plastic sheet. I was taken aback; it looked just like covering a corpse! Could Song Wei's brother be dead!

I hurriedly crouched down to look, the skinny man quickly shouted: Wait a minute, Your Highness!

I was taken aback for a moment, it was already halfway open. What's slow about that

Under the plastic sheet is Song Wei's younger brother, Song Hang. He's shirtless.

The skinny guy chuckled, "This kid isn't wearing any clothes, if the little empress saw what she shouldn't..."y chest, I was so scared that I couldn't even speak. But him carrying me like this, and the scattered limbs everywhere... it made me want to vomit.My gagging sound made him frown. He growled in a low...