199 Strange Photographs

is. Watching the rise and fall of human civilizations holds no interest for me. Seeing those scattered immortals idly wasting their time in the Nine Heavens doesn't appeal to me either. And the Under...Teacher Xiao Wang doesn't understand Feng Shui, and she's the type who carries a lot of karmic baggage. So everything she does goes awry. This time, she asked me to come look at this house because she was reported and threatened with trouble, leaving her feeling uneasy.

She had been frightened by Jiang Qiyun before, and began to believe that these things really existed. I see that she is very kind and polite to other guests, it seems like she has also realized the importance of being good to people and accumulating virtue.

When you go to stay in a hotel or inn, you always check the bedding, turn on the TV, and open the curtains. You're essentially clearing away the previous person's presence, also reminding yourself that there is a new guest now.

But don't open the cupboard, there's a saying that you should leave some space for things to avoid you, don't leave no room for the other party.

Don't say things are dead, and don't do things absolutely. This is the principle of our ancestors' teachings.

The most beautiful part of this small room is the round, intricately carved window on the wall. It has a very antique feel to it. Outside the window, there are roses that are just beginning to sprout new branches and leaves. In the moonlight, they create a feeling of being under the moonlit flowers.

It would be better if the room wasn't so cold.

Jiang Qiyun said there were ghosts in this place. I was very unhappy after hearing that. This guy knew there were spirits here, and he still wanted this room. How could we sleep

Just get rid of the ghost, there's no need to sleep in a haunted place for a night, right

"Go make the bed." Jiang Qiyun instructed me, he was studying the air conditioner remote.

"...How do we put it away It's already made."

The Lord of the Divine Realm, naturally, wouldn't do something like making the bed. To this day, I haven't seen Jiang Qiyun do anything domestic besides drinking tea and dressing himself.

"He patted and fluffed the blanket. He turned on the air conditioner."

A foul wind blew from the air conditioner, and I frowned as I pulled back the covers. The moment I did, I felt like something was different in the room, and a jolt of fear shot through my spine.

Turning around, I saw a multitude of translucent ghosts scattered on the ground. They lay there, becoming more solid as the air from the AC blew over them.

"Ah!" I cried out in fright, reflexively jumping onto the bed and pulling my feet up—there were ghosts under the bed!

A house of about ten square meters, with at least twenty ghostly figures lying on the floor. Those that couldn't fit were overlapping.

These phantoms come in various shapes and forms, some with wide eyes staring at the ceiling, others with closed eyes and open mouths, each giving off a sense of being unquiet in death.

"Didn't you say you weren't afraid" Jiang Qiyun glared at me coldly.

“I don’t know that much! Besides, how did you get out of the air conditioner!”

"The yin energy was sucked into the air conditioner, and this place's terrain doesn't allow the yin energy to dissipate."

Jiang Qiyun wasn't surprised by these things. He calmly raised his eyes to look at me, his gaze falling behind me.

I froze for a second, then jumped off the bed like I'd been shot, landing beside him.

A shadow of a male ghost appeared on the bed, and it strained its neck to look at me.

This must be the deceased male owner, right Why was a dying man put here

Jiang Qiyun said faintly, "After carefully examining the stone table and stone platform in the courtyard just now, I noticed traces of age on them. The corners were broken or cracked, which wouldn't form in decades. It seems they have experienced war... This ear room should have once been used to store corpses or place those about to die."

"This place is low-lying, surrounded by houses three times its height. Without a specialized ritual, the spirits can't leave and are forced to linger here." He let out a cold laugh: "The original female owner should know this well, otherwise even if it was just for preserving the body, she would have kept him in the main hall for mourning. Placing this man in this side room to die is clearly because she knew about the heavy negativity here."

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No way… Would you do this to your own husband To make him die sooner So cruel!

The apparition on the bed remained in its death throes, twisting its head to stare at us with despair etched into its features. Its movements were stiff and jerky.

A visitor complained to Teacher Xiaowang that after staying here for a few days, he returned home with stiff shoulders and neck, and his girlfriend even said he often stared blankly. Could it be because he slept on the male ghost for a few days... That male ghost is quite nice, he didn't possess anyone.

I took out a spirit-sending talisman, a technique from the Shen family. I aimed the small triangular talisman at the male ghost's head and chanted an incantation while making hand gestures to send it away.

But what about all these on the ground My prison for evil spirits isn't that powerful yet, I can't subdue this many at once.

Jiang Qiyun clearly was waiting for me to make a move. He crossed his arms and said, "Hurry up, once you're done I'll clear the evil qi."

This guy, could it be that I'm the one who's wrong for not teaching him, and he's uncomfortable with it Is he now letting me do more hands-on work to increase my experience

" ... I can only receive one at a time."

He walked up behind me, reached out and stroked me, gently pinching my fingers one by one.

“Didn’t you have tea and dates in the Yinjing Heavenly Palace Those are things from immortals. Do you think the two old men just gave them to you casually You're still cowardly, afraid even of villains and ghosts… A person with pure yin constitution is naturally soft and sensitive, with a bumpy life path. Yet, you harbor no resentment and are still afraid of harming others. That’s why you can’t use your power.”

"You see... actually, it wouldn't be difficult for you now."

He clutched my hand and pointed to the ground. The entrance to the prison of evil was wide open, like a wall, and chains flew out, dragging souls inside. I felt his coldness, but my heart was warm.

A barely perceptible coolness brushed my earlobe, his voice was like a melodious enchantment, refreshing and sweet, making the slight agitation and touch of grievance I felt vanish.

“So, am I closer to you now” My mind went blank, and the words buried deep inside me slipped out uncontrollably.

He paused for a moment: “ ... Isn't it close now”

"Though I am close, I can only wait for you and cannot seek you out. If you disappear—"

He tilted his head and kissed her softly, murmuring, "What if we don't find it"

"... I... I... don't know... um... where to go..." How do you even say that

Jiang Qiyun chuckled lightly: “Didn't I tell you Cultivate diligently, do good deeds, and have more children... You think too much and tend to get stuck on small things.”

"Even if you have many children, it's still because of you..."

"Well, I'm here."

As our lips were locked in a passionate embrace, the unwelcome sound of a knock interrupted us.

Teacher Xiaowang's voice rang out from outside the door: "That... Mu, Mu classmate, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but... could you please ask your boyfriend to take a look at this—"

Her voice trembled with fear. Jiang Qiyun glanced at me, his tongue caressing my lip corner soothingly before turning to open the door.

Teacher Xiaowang, wearing her robe, looked apologetic as she said, "You see, the customer who complained about me sent me this..."

Her WeChat had a few pictures and text, Jiang Qiyun watched as she scrolled through them.

I peeked cautiously, and a man's neck twisted toward the camera at an impossible angle, nearly turning his entire head backward. His eyeballs were rolled upward in a strange direction, almost showing the whites of them.

"You turned my inn into this mess! If you don't pay up, I'm coming to twist your necks like this!!" first layer was the fusion of the small courtyard and the long street, and the second layer was the fusion of the long street and the Taiji diagram. Jiang Qiyun destroyed the magic of the small cour...