eath the sheets."Yes." Shen Qingrui respectfully bowed.Jiang Qiyun disappeared before my eyes. I have no idea where he went.Shen Qingrui walked towards me step by step, her lips curled in disdain. "I'...He would get furious, probably because he felt that saying "possessed" contradicted his lifelong study and research.

No matter how many years he studies abroad, as long as he is a native citizen, some things are cultural heritage ingrained in his blood.

When faced with such a situation, he would feel like it was possessed.

The house was already a mess, there wasn't much space to stand, and the atmosphere hadn't changed much. I couldn't feel any ghostly presence.

"Your house doesn't seem to have anything haunted, does your mom have any enemies This situation doesn't look like hysteria. Hysteria needs a period of abnormal behavior to be diagnosed as such. This sudden outburst could mean she's encountered something unclean." I whispered.

"Enemies I don't know anyone like that. All my family are high-ranking intellectuals, we have no contact with those mystical types." Mr. Ou said impatiently.

He looked at the mess in his house and his mother's constant screaming about demons and ghosts. He probably felt ashamed, right

My mother doesn't believe in ghosts and goblins either, she's an atheist and has never said anything like that before. I feel like she's become a different person.

Since yesterday, she's suddenly become a bit restless. She keeps saying that the house is too big and empty with no one around. We've lived in this house for several years with my dad, and now she's only just saying things like this And I'm back living here now too.

"I thought she was fighting with my dad because he likes to run around, so I didn't take it to heart. When I came back today, I found the house like this! My mom won't even let me near."

I looked at Mu Wanchen. Mu Wanchen lowered his eyes to look at the spider silk on his fingertips and asked in a low voice, “Besides Xi Lingzhou, have you come into contact with anyone else who carries gu”

"Who is Xi Linzhou" Mr. Ou asked, frowning.

I hurriedly explained, "It's the woman you found and sent to the hospital."

"What do you mean by 'carrying a gu' Are you saying that the woman named Xi Linzhou has been poisoned" Teacher Ou replied unhappily, "I haven't been back to my country for long, how could I possibly know a bunch of people carrying gu"

“Alright, let's put aside the reason for now. This woman has been afflicted by a curse, and this curse was deliberately released. The person who planted the curse must have had contact with this woman.” Mu Wanchen nodded towards Mrs. Ou.

The tone is a bit strange. He refers to Teacher Ou's mother as "a woman," which most people would probably call "aunt." But Mu Wanchen is old enough to be considered a grandfather, so these people are all younger generations in his eyes.

"What is a 'pest'" Teacher Ou shook her head, saying she didn't understand.

I whispered, "It's a type of curse called the Hailing God. It makes people irritable and anxious, always feeling like there are evil spirits hovering in front of them. They also feel like something is trying to harm them, so those afflicted become very aggressive. This isn't some terrifying poison; my family can cure it…"

"He was delirious and agitated, seeing phantoms in his haze. He often had thoughts of suicide." Mu Wanchen added.

"Why would someone try to harm my mother Our family isn't wealthy or powerful, so we don't have any enemies..." Mr. Ou couldn't understand.

I whispered, "Perhaps... it's because you came into contact with Xi Lingzhou This poison might have been intended for you, but you weren't home, and by some twist of fate, it ended up on your mother..."

"What" Teacher Ou expressed confusion: "I sent her directly to the hospital, what's wrong with that"

Mu Wanchen asked bluntly, "Did you take something"

"What can I possibly take!" Teacher Ou sounded both helpless and angry: "That Xi Linzhou was pathetically defeated, looking completely incapable of resistance. I just sent her to the shelter hospital! Do I need anything Would I attack someone like that"

I waved my hand dismissively and said, "It's not about money or material possessions. I'm talking about some mystical stuff. Has she got anything on her person that you touched"

"No, I checked her pockets but she didn't have any ID. I don't know where she came from, and I didn't want to cause trouble, but now I've gotten myself into a big one!"

This is a bit strange, logically speaking, someone like Teacher Ou wouldn't believe in ghosts or sorcery, so how could they have attracted malevolent spirits

"...Let's save the person first." Mu Wanchen's heart was sometimes softer than mine. He let Feng Hun climb over and wove a small net, covering Mrs. Ou's head. Her mother went limp like a deflated balloon, collapsing onto the sofa behind her.

Teacher Ou walked over and lifted his mother up, placing her on the sofa. I walked closer and took a look, saying, "Her forehead is yellow, her breath smells foul, and she says there are ghost shadows and ghostly voices. This is a harmful spirit. Come to my house to get medicine, take medicine and avoid certain foods, it can be cured."

"That's good." Teacher Ou secretly let out a breath of relief.

Mu Wanchen reminded, "This might just be a warning. If you don't find the root cause, next time it might not be something curable."

"Where on earth could such a thing come from! How would I possibly know the root of something so outlandish It's simply impossible to guard against!" Teacher Ou furrowed his brow deeply.

"That's right... Today you were still discussing with me what Gu is, now you know, right — Unpredictable and inescapable." I mumbled quietly.

As soon as the words left her lips, I saw Mu Wanchen's eyelashes flutter slightly, his gaze sweeping towards the floor-to-ceiling glass window outside.

Just as I was about to turn my head, he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his arms.

"Psst... That's a paper man, don't startle it." Mu Wanchen whispered in my ear.

Feng Hun, very aware of himself, sent out a thin thread of spider silk. This silk pierced the glass and stuck to the black shadow outside the window.

“That must be someone sent by the demon-slayer! What do we do now!” I whispered.

"There's a ghost here, and we can't find its source... Now, let's go home and discuss how you ate three ice creams."

Oh, oh!

Mu Wanchen must be a good husband who understands the three obediences and four virtues, where women follow their husbands.

He didn't give me any face outside, but when he got home, it was a completely different story!

Throw me into the bathroom, scrub and wash me up, then get me back on the futon!

This way, being intimate every day, my body can't take it anymore!

I'm too embarrassed to say what I use my phone calendar and notepad for—it's to mark safe periods!

He was very accommodating and said that since it wasn't the safe period, we couldn't do "that." This method, I don't know how safe it will be for how long. At least right now, our married life is going pretty well.

The problem was that he was indeed "different," and after getting intimate, he always felt like some part of him had become swollen like a little steamed bun.

I told him this, and he laughed for a long time.

Today I have even more reason to be "disciplined," they said I ate so many cold, sweet and greasy things, and need a good "warming up."

Well, it's warm, warm to the point of a fine sweat, and the two of them are pressed so close together that their skin is almost burning.

"Do your subjects know how cruel you are, King of the Witches…" I lay on my bed, not even wanting to move.

Mu Wanchen propped himself up from behind me and whispered in my ear, "Who told the little princess to be so coquettish."

"I'm not, I don't!"

"What is it Nothing Looking at you all smug, I almost want to bite you..." He lightly nipped at the back of my neck.

I pulled my neck back and changed the subject, saying, "When are we going back to Wuzhuang Mountain City Don't let your people say I kidnapped you…"ou. It has nothing to do with regional customs."He chuckled softly: “There’s some truth to that, but why aren't you as pliable with me It's harder to get you to eat than it is to get those industry bi...