Chapter 2: Is it for us?

The female ghost tilted her head and remained still.

Although her face and eyes were not visible, Xu Yang knew that, at this moment, the female ghost was staring at him!

At times like this, he absolutely couldn't show weakness, so Xu Yang stared back at the female ghost, his face full of sincerity.

Several seconds later, the female ghost floated away, returning to the sofa.

"That was close!"

"I almost got caught!"

Xu Yang let out a sigh of relief, feeling drained, and slumped into a chair.

What was this called?

Ghost snooping?

Living with a ghost was absolutely terrifying!

This only strengthened Xu Yang's desire to get rid of the female ghost!

After a while, Xu Yang covertly glanced over at her again.

Seeing the female ghost absorbed in the television, her body shaking as if amused by the clichéd plot, he quietly pulled out his phone.

He opened several chat groups, pretending to chat and joke around with others.

In reality, he was secretly watching the female ghost's movements, taking the opportunity to look for information on capturing ghosts on a browser.

There were all kinds of theories about "catching ghosts" online.

Find a Daoist priest to exorcise evil, find a high monk to perform rituals...

Xu Yang had already tried this, but maybe the Daoist priests and monks he found were fake. They couldn't even see ghosts, let alone catch them...

"Huh?"

"This method seems quite reliable!"

Xu Yang discovered another post-

First, the post introduced what "ghosts" were, calling them "spirits" born from eighteen kinds of calamities, such as resentment, attachment, and fear of extinction, wandering the human world and feeding on Yang energy.

It also included a method for "capturing ghosts."

"First, prepare the tools..."

"Peachwood sword, Spirit Talisman..."

"Peachwood is the purest Yang wood, and its Daoist artifacts can drive away evil spirits and ghosts."

"The Spirit Talisman is a carrier of spiritual power, information from heaven, earth, humans, and gods. It is the divine writing, capable of conveying the will of gods, summoning gods, slaying ghosts, subduing demons, curing illnesses, and even commanding spirits?"

"With these two tools, you can pray to the Ancestral Master, and chant the Purifying Altar Mantra!"

"Golden bells ringing and jade sounds, all filth hidden in the nine lands, hordes of demons protect the ancient heaven, flowers scatter a rain of Dharma... Quickly, quickly, like a law?"

"This is the Purifying Altar Mantra."

"Then, there's the Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra, the natural order of heaven and earth, filth scattered, mysterious void in the cave, shining the primordial essence. Eight forces of powerful gods, make me natural, divine treasure talismans, proclaiming to the nine heavens... Cruel filth disperses, Daoist energy endures!"

"Hold the peachwood sword, chant the divine spells, and kill the ghost?"

When he came to this part, Xu Yang was completely excited!

"Peachwood sword?"

"Spirit Talisman?"

"I have these things..."

He remembered the set of "equipment" his grandpa used to perform rituals for people in the countryside. It had been left to him as a memento and was now stored in a cabinet.

Subconsciously glancing at the sofa from the corner of his eye, Xu Yang wanted to take advantage of the female ghost's distraction by the television to retrieve the "equipment"...

But with just that glance, Xu Yang's heart suddenly leaped into his throat!

The female ghost was gone!

He whipped his head around, his nose brushed against a strand of silky hair.

The female ghost was floating right behind Xu Yang...

Reacting swiftly, Xu Yang instantly turned off his phone's screen and cursed, "Damn it, people online can really talk shit... Ghosts are our friends, we should live in peace and harmony, love each other. What's the point of all that killing and fighting?"

The female ghost's black hair whipped and danced around, but she remained silent.

As her black hair floated, Xu Yang saw her features for the first time.

She had a gorgeous face, big eyes, cherry-red lips. Perhaps because she was a ghost, her skin was exceptionally pale, and a hint of blood-red streaked from the corner of her eye. With an indignant expression on her face, she actually...

Appeared a bit cute?

Three seconds later, Xu Yang shuddered violently!

Are you kidding me?!

Am I some kind of pervert?!

I actually found a female ghost cute?!

"Lady ghost, don't be mad, look at your messy hairstyle!"

Xu Yang knew the female ghost was angry, so he hurriedly fetched a comb and smoothed her dancing black hair.

The female ghost: "..."

She floated over to the mirror, looking left and right, using her hand to adjust her hair, covering her face once more.

However, Xu Yang couldn't see anything in the mirror.

However, he could confirm that the female ghost's aura had faded...

At this moment.

Xu Yang's phone rang.

When he saw "Ma Long" on the caller ID, Xu Yang felt an urge to hit someone!

F*ck!

If it weren't for Ma Long's insistence to get him to perform a Daoist ritual, how would all these troubles have arisen?

Answering the phone.

Xu Yang asked grumpily, "What's up?"

Ma Long chuckled, "Old Xu, I'm back in Wu City... Let's go out and have a few drinks?"

Xu Yang: "No!"

Ma Long: "You're not going? That's a shame, my cousin's best friend wants to meet you!"

"...…"

Xu Yang perked up, "Where?"

Ma Long: "I'll send it to you on WeChat."

.........…

2 minutes later, Xu Yang left the funeral shop and got into a Biyadi "Song" parked at the door.

Whoosh, whoosh...

The female ghost floated in without opening the car door, appearing directly in the front passenger seat.

Xu Yang, as usual, arrived at Wu City's "Lanting Street" according to the location.

When Wu City's "Lanting Street" was first built, it aimed to be a cultural street, with many bookshops, antique calligraphy and painting shops, and folk embroidery shops.

But for some reason, these shops gradually disappeared and were replaced by KTVs and grill bars, naturally becoming the "bar street" of Wu City.

At a KTV called "Heitao A," Xu Yang met Ma Long.

This guy had a red and cheerful face, shaking a dice cup with two flashy dressed girls.

"Old Xu!"

"Ma Long!"

After the two greeted each other warmly, Ma Long introduced the two girls to Xu Yang.

"Hello, Mr. Xu. My name is Zhang Li."

"I'm Yu Xiao."

After sitting down, Xu Yang quietly asked, "Ma Long, where did you get a cousin? How come I've never heard of her?"

"We chatted on WeChat... hehehe, how about it? Am I a good brother to you? I know you've been single these years... who you can bring home tonight will depend on your luck!"

Xu Yang looked back and saw the female ghost floating behind him. Although her long black hair covered her face, he strangely felt... the female ghost was very angry. He said righteously, "Don't talk nonsense. Am I that kind of person? Tonight, we are just drinking and not discussing anything else!"

The four of them clinked glasses first.

After shaking the dice a few times, the two girls picked up the microphone to sing.

Ma Long moved closer to Xu Yang, carefully looked at Xu Yang, and said, "Your mental state seems off lately. Did you run into any trouble?"

"Didn't I f*cking tell you?"

Xu Yang was speechless for a moment.

How could his mental state be okay if a female ghost was haunting him every day!

Ma Long couldn't help but laugh, "Really? You're not just joking with me, are you? You're really haunted by a ghost? Weren't you bragging about your Daoist skills when you were in school, claiming to be a disciple of the Heavenly Master? You can't even handle a ghost?"

"She can't be seen by others, so how can I deal with her..."

Xu Yang took a sip of wine and bitterly told Ma Long about his experiences over the past half a month.

The female ghost sat quietly beside Xu Yang.

She tilted her head, seemingly curious.

Soon she focused her attention on the barbecue on the table.

Bowing her head.

Taking a deep sniff.

Then, she looked at the grilled chives, roujiamo (meat stuffed bread), and fruit plate.

Strands of "white mist" floated up and entered her long black hair. She patted her belly, looking very satisfied.

After listening, Ma Long frowned, "If you ask me, you're not haunted by a ghost; it's your mental health that has a problem... This is a disease and you need to see a psychiatrist...?"

Xu Yang, however, was looking at the female ghost floating around the KTV room, deep in thought.

Was his mental state the problem?

Did this female ghost not exist at all and was just a figment of his imagination?

"Pfft!"

At that moment, after taking a bite of the grilled skewer, Ma Long spat it out and cursed, "Waiter, waiter, what kind of sh*t are you serving us? Is this food or crap?"

Xu Yang: "...…"

Bullsh*t imagination!

This barbecue was proof enough!