Chapter 46

The head of Qingyun Temple observed Mo Lili for a while and also noticed the unnaturally subdued resentment lingering around her.

She had only recently collapsed and turned dark. By reason, even if she hadn't become a fierce ghost, it should be impossible for her to become this calm and gentle again in such a short time.

They had brought their ritual tools prepared for a fierce battle.

But reality didn’t even give them a chance to perform.

The thrilling scene from the earlier livestream was still fresh in their minds. Everyone else had either been scared out of their wits or were ordinary people who had never learned spellcraft. It was obvious who was capable of handling the situation.

The head of Qingyun Temple couldn’t help but silently imagine: if he had been the one at the scene, could he have suppressed the erupting Mo Lili in such a short time and soothed the resentment into the obedient appearance she had now?

—The answer was no.

"..." The head of Qingyun Temple clutched his chest, slightly heartbroken, finally having to admit that his skills were inferior.

But then he thought—since Ke Xingzhou had been entrusted with such responsibilities by the ghost messengers of the underworld, tasked with overseeing a benign ghost who had made a mistake, he must have closer ties with the underworld than they at Qingyun Temple did. He probably knew more about today’s matter too, right?

Thinking of this, the head of Qingyun Temple felt even more sorrowful.

Why was he inferior in every way...

He cast a subtle glance at Ke Xingzhou and gave a low cough, trying to prompt him to step forward and explain, so that people wouldn’t think Qingyun Temple was useless.

However, the latter didn’t catch his hint at all. Instead, Ke Xingzhou looked back at him with an innocent expression, eyes full of curiosity.

Lately, Ke Xingzhou had often heard people mention Qingyun Temple, saying it had decent connections with the ghost messengers of the underworld. Thinking that such a well-connected temple, recognized even by other temples, must know more than someone like him who had taken the wild path, he was also eager to hear their insights.

“...” The head of Qingyun Temple looked as if he’d eaten something bitter.

Left with no choice, he braced himself and looked at Mo Lili again, asking with some difficulty, “By logic, after death you would have become a fierce ghost—clearly due to lingering resentment. But since you were murdered, your fixation should have been on the person who harmed you, right? Why have you been following Ji Han?”

Even fierce ghosts follow certain rules.

Generally, resentment arises after death because of strong attachments that one can’t let go of. Especially with wrongful deaths, which are mostly caused by accidents, resentment forms more easily.

Right after death, people lose all memory of their life and act purely on instinct. So some ghosts who died violently will, while still confused, leave the site of death and find the person linked to their attachment—sometimes even harming them.

If the culprit dies but the resentment remains, it festers and turns into a fierce ghost that continues to harm others, eventually becoming a menace.

Besides, even if Mo Lili had mistaken the person due to confusion after death, how could she not have responded at all to their soul-summoning rituals?

The head of Qingyun Temple glanced at Daoist Li. The latter was clearly still brooding over the matter, his face dark as he stared at Mo Lili.Mo Lili was a bit afraid of them and shrank her neck. “I-I don’t know either... When I regained consciousness, I was already by his side. Sometimes I even want to leave but can’t.”

If not for that, she would’ve rushed back long ago to kill those shameless parents of hers.

But thankfully, because of this restriction, she couldn’t go back to take revenge, and since she had no intention of harming Ji Han, she hadn’t fully turned into a vengeful ghost until now.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the Qingyun Temple Master became even more confused. “You mean, you’re restricted to stay by his side?”

“That’s right.” Mo Lili nodded naturally. “Isn’t that normal? I’ve chatted with the ghost neighbors upstairs and downstairs, and they all said they can’t leave their people either!”

The place Ji Han lived in was a company-assigned dormitory for artists, and the neighbors were all stars around the same level as Ji Han, each accompanied by a few spirits.

At first, they were afraid of Mo Lili being a vengeful ghost, but after realizing she didn’t seem to hurt people or ghosts, they warmed up to her.

One time during a chat, she mentioned she couldn’t leave Ji Han’s side, and had been quite troubled about it—only to find out the other ghosts felt the same.

Because of this, she always thought it was normal for ghosts to be stuck to someone. But... it wasn’t?

Qingyun Temple Master: “……”

Normal, my foot!

Even vengeful ghosts like Mo Lili, or lingering spirits who committed suicide, are only bound to the place of their death—not restricted by any living person in the human world.

Unless they’ve been refined and commanded not to leave.

But Mo Lili’s mind was clear, showing no signs of being refined, and that Ji Han was just an ordinary human—so ordinary he didn’t even know there was a ghost next to him until today.

But if that wasn’t the reason, the Qingyun Temple Master had no explanation.

He hesitated for a while, really unable to figure out the cause of Mo Lili’s situation, so he could only awkwardly ask, “After you regained your senses, did you experience anything strange?”

Mo Lili thought for a moment and shook her head.

“Not really.” She was actually quite easygoing. “Aside from being unable to leave Ji Han, the life of a ghost is pretty comfy. I just tag along with Ji Han to shoots, listen to the makeup artist gossip about the industry... There’s no studying or work pressure—it’s way more relaxing than being alive!”

As she said this, her face reddened. She looked suspiciously at Ke Xingzhou and Nie Chen and quietly sighed, “And when I was alive, I never had the chance to see so many handsome guys from the entertainment circle! All of them with pecs and abs—and sometimes even a bit of flirting with each other…”

Everyone: “……”

Ke Xingzhou cleared his throat, and Mo Lili suddenly realized she’d gone off-topic. She quickly straightened her expression. “No, I didn’t notice anything else unusual.”

Mainly, it was her first time being a ghost, and she hadn’t communicated much with others—she didn’t even know most ghosts could move freely, let alone anything beyond that.

The Daoists were speechless too. Who could’ve expected it? Their first time encountering such a well-behaved vengeful ghost, and they felt too embarrassed to even draw their talismans.

She was being so cooperative—what was the point in fighting?

But the conversation had gone on this long with no progress, and even the Qingyun Temple couldn’t figure it out. The other Daoists from the Taoist Association exchanged glances, all feeling a bit defeated.

It had been years since they’d felt this helpless.

After a moment of silence, the Qingyun Temple Master still couldn’t let it go and asked one more time: “You didn’t know Ji Han at all before this?”

Mo Lili blushed slightly, shook her head, then nodded.She mumbled softly, “I know him, but he probably doesn’t remember me.”

The police had been accompanying Xiang Ting these past few days in dealings with people from the Taoist Association, and had thus accumulated some relevant knowledge. Listening in for a while, though much of it had gone over their heads at first, they immediately thought of the social media chat records upon hearing this.

A female officer couldn’t help but speak up: “Are you talking about that online relationship you had before?”

Anything that could be found by online users, the police had naturally already obtained.

In fact, they had uncovered even more — namely, that the account which had chatted with Mo Lili did indeed belong to Ji Han, something he himself had admitted. He said that in his ignorant youth, he had imitated others and tried an online relationship, and the person on the other end had been Mo Lili.

— But upon discovering the other person was an elementary school student, he had panicked and immediately gone offline, never logging into that account again.

The story was laughable in hindsight, but since the account had undeniably been Ji Han’s, his suspicion couldn’t be cleared so easily — especially as his later schedule also overlapped with relevant events. That’s why the police hadn’t been able to publicly clear Ji Han’s name, which led to public opinion spiraling and turning into the current situation.

Mo Lili felt awkward bringing up this part of the past but also understood how much it had affected Ji Han. She hesitantly began to recall the events.

“Act-actually, it wasn’t really an online relationship… It’s just that I had to attend online classes at the time, and my mom gave me her old phone she didn’t need anymore. I entered the wrong account and added the wrong person — that’s how I met Ji Han…” The more Mo Lili spoke, the lower she bowed her head, feeling like a child being forced to confess a secret to a parent.

Back then, Ji Han wasn’t the star everyone admired today, but just an ordinary young man chasing his dream of becoming a celebrity, who had resolutely gone to Beijing in pursuit of it.

The entertainment industry at that point had long moved past the era where talent scouts were everywhere. Even though Ji Han was good-looking and had decent qualities, it was still extremely difficult to stand out among the crowd and make it big.

For the first few years, he drifted from one bar gig to another, barely making ends meet.

Mo Lili had been an accident. At the time, a fan — an aggressive rich girl — asked him for his contact. He couldn’t fend her off and ended up giving it.

Then that very night, he received a friend request, and the person calling him “teacher” in the message.

“Ji Han said it was the first time someone had addressed him so respectfully. Before that, girls who added him all wrote stuff like ‘handsome guy’ or outright asked how much he cost,” Mo Lili picked at her fingers, clearly embarrassed at her age to talk about it, “so even after he realized I had added the wrong person, he didn’t delete me.”

As for why Mo Lili hadn’t deleted this stranger herself — it was because her world had already shattered.

At this point in her story, Mo Lili couldn’t help but shiver, but her expression suddenly twisted with hatred: “Those two bastards, Mo Dachun and Jiang Liwen! I had just gotten my first period, and they couldn’t wait to tie me to the bed. During that time, Mo Dachun didn’t even sleep with Jiang Liwen — as long as I hadn’t gotten my period, he slept in my room! I went to Jiang Liwen begging for help, but she slapped me instead, blaming me for her difficult childbirth and for stealing her man!”

The resentment on her body churned violently, and her eyes turned blood-red once more: “Three years. Three whole years! I even started to believe that maybe I really was some kind of cursed thing like they said — that’s why I had to suffer like this! I begged, I cried, but they didn’t care. All they wanted was for me to give the Mo family a child! Mo Dachun’s surname is Mo — but why did Jiang Liwen act like her surname was Mo too?!”

“I really wanted to die — but I couldn’t bear to. I had good grades and character, won honors every year, looked good, got along with everyone, and people always praised me. I loved myself. Why should I die?!”

So she struggled for three years in that hell.

It was during her most painful time that she added Ji Han. She didn’t want to give up on herself, but she couldn’t endure life’s cruelty. Several times, she woke up in a daze to find herself standing on the windowsill.

Behind her were the screams and curses of her parents, while neighbors pointed fingers, questioning why someone with good grades and a comfortable life would ever want to end it all.

Countless hands dragged her into the abyss, covering her mouth and nose. She couldn’t see any hope.

It was Ji Han who told her — there was still another path.

“My only hope was to test into a military academy, to go somewhere they would never be able to find me, and start a new life,” Mo Lili began to tremble, blood and tears streaming down her face. “But… but I don’t even have the right to go to school anymore… I’m already dead — they killed me!!”

Suddenly, Mo Lili looked up, her eyes filled with hatred as she glared at everyone in front of her. At the same moment, a bone-chilling, ghostly wind erupted out of nowhere in the room, whipping up everyone’s clothes.

The Taoist priests saw the nearly boiling resentment surging off her and their expressions changed in unison. They quickly grabbed their ritual implements to respond.The two policemen were utterly shocked. As they pointed their guns at Mo Lili, even they felt how absurd the situation was.

Could bullets even harm a ghost?

Everyone's nerves instantly tensed up. They watched Mo Lili with utmost caution, but just as their alertness reached its peak, Ke Xingzhou calmly stepped forward and placed a hand on Mo Lili's shoulder.

With a quick hand gesture and a muttered incantation, a gentle and harmonious warm breeze suddenly rose from the ground, sweeping away the chilling aura that had filled the room. Even the resentment clinging to Mo Lili was dispelled.

The Taoist priests: “……???”

Come on, friend. If you had this kind of ability, why didn’t you use it earlier!?

Ke Xingzhou turned around and met their shocked, confused, and somewhat embarrassed expressions. He paused and said, “……You needed to see for yourselves that she was a vengeful ghost.”

Otherwise, who’s going to pay me?

The Taoist priests: “…………”

With the resentment on Mo Lili gone, she finally calmed down, though she kept covering her face and crying.

The torment she endured before her death was so intense—both physically and mentally—that it left her clinging to her grievances even after death, unable to move on. That’s how she became a vengeful ghost feared even by other ghosts.

Oddly enough, she didn’t immediately seek revenge on her parents when she was still out of her senses. Instead, she found her way to Ji Han and stayed by his side, spending a relatively peaceful period with him. But whether it was fate or just cruel coincidence, even after fleeing so far away, those heartless parents of hers still managed to harm her and those around her.

When Ji Han was falsely accused and blacklisted online, she lingered near him. But because she had never harmed anyone and her ghostly powers were weak, the most she could do was occasionally ruffle his hair or clothes. She was powerless to comfort him in any real way.

Day after day, she hovered by Ji Han’s side, watching as he withered from a once high-spirited top idol into someone too afraid to even step outside. During the day, he wouldn’t even open the curtains, trapping himself in darkness.

It was all too similar to what she went through before she died.

“But I’m just so useless. He once pulled me out of the mud, and now he’s stuck in a situation just like mine used to be, but I can’t help him at all…” Mo Lili was deeply dejected.

These days, she had sat with Ji Han in the dim, lightless corner of the living room, burning with hatred for the scumbags who tortured her whether she was alive or dead.

Everyone in the room was enraged after hearing the whole story.

But after the anger came a wave of helplessness.

In today’s world, everything hinges on law and evidence. They believed what Mo Lili said, but the people online might not. And a judge certainly couldn’t convict someone based on the word of a ghost.

To make things worse, despite all the police investigations, no key evidence had been found that could clear Ji Han’s name or prove the crimes of Mo Lili’s parents.

The two policemen felt deeply powerless. “So why is it that even after killing you, they could still keep you moving around elsewhere—and even be seen by people?”

Everything had come full circle. Everyone in the room sighed, and the atmosphere turned heavy.

But Nie Chen suddenly realized something and frowned at Mo Lili. “According to what you said, you lost contact with Ji Han years ago, and you two never shared your real names or addresses while chatting. So how did you find him after you died?”

The head of Qingyun Temple also sensed something was off. Seeing the others confused, he explained, “I once talked with a spirit warden about this. Many vengeful ghosts avoid capture not because they’re powerful, but because they can’t find their enemies. They wander aimlessly, making it hard for spirit wardens to locate them.”

Even ghosts with deep grudges can’t find their targets easily. Mo Lili and Ji Han were just online friends who had once comforted each other. So how could she have traveled thousands of miles and pinpointed his exact location?

Unfortunately, by the time Mo Lili regained consciousness, she was already by Ji Han’s side. She had no idea how she got there.

Everyone felt that Nie Chen’s question, while reasonable, would likely go unanswered. They were starting to lose hope—until Ke Xingzhou asked, “Before you died, did you ever see your parents interacting with anyone unusual? For example… someone with red strings around their feet, or someone who was skin-and-bones, full of deathly aura, basically not looking like a living person at all?”When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned for a moment.

The two police officers wondered how this profiling was concluded. How come they didn’t hear anything related to this in Mo Lili’s statement?

However, Daoist Master Li from Changsheng Temple suddenly changed his expression and became serious.

Life after death was too perfect, and the painful memories from before her death were something Mo Lili rarely thought about. She had to think for a long time before recalling one thing: “I think there was such a person. I don’t know if there was a red string on his foot, but the year I was pregnant with my younger brother, my parents suddenly invited a distant relative to our house, and that relative gave me a cup of talisman water.”

That distant relative looked terrifying—not only was his face pale and bluish, but his skin was also covered with all sorts of blotches.

Those blotches didn’t look like ordinary sunspots or age spots. Mo Lili had seen them on corpses that had been left in mourning for several days. After drinking that talisman water, she had nightmares for a whole month—and then she became pregnant with her brother.

When she finished speaking, she noticed the Daoists’ expressions had turned solemn, which made her heart skip a beat.

“Wh-What’s wrong?”

Daoist Master Li asked gravely, “Before he made the talisman water, did you see the full talisman paper? Was there any special symbol on it?”

Although Mo Lili was young, she had been a fierce ghost for a few years, so she sensed something and tried harder to recall: “...I think... I think there was a pattern with a lot of caterpillars.”

Urged by Daoist Master Li, she drew the pattern from memory.

Li’s expression immediately changed. “Nine-Headed Dragon.”

Everyone looked at each other. Assistant Liu asked, “What is the Nine-Headed Dragon? Is it a Daoist temple too?”

“It’s not a proper Daoist temple.” Xiang Ting, who had barely spoken until now, suddenly spoke up. His face was dark and his eyes locked on the symbol Mo Lili had drawn. “It’s an organization that studies dark and heretical practices. It used to be powerful in a small southern country. They spread lies and incited a whole village to commit mass suicide in sacrifice to their evil god. They went underground after a crackdown. I didn’t expect them to reach into our country in recent years.”

A whole village of people!

Everyone’s expressions instantly changed. Assistant Liu’s face turned pale—no one said being a CEO’s assistant would be this dangerous!!

But then he remembered his recent 50% raise, and Liu tried hard to stop his legs from trembling, asking as calmly as he could: “T-That’s so terrifying? But if they kill all their followers, how do they make money?”

Everyone: “???”

This bizarre point of focus left everyone momentarily speechless. Even Xiang Ting glanced at him silently.

Xiang Ting continued explaining: “Their scope is very broad. Simply put, they’ll use any means that can attract believers—no matter how vile or inhumane. They’ll do anything to achieve their goals. Once the believers are thoroughly brainwashed, they eventually commit suicide as sacrifices and become the fierce ghosts enslaved by the organization.”

He paused and looked at Mo Lili, his expression deepening: “This suggests your body was likely under their control, which is why your later behavior seemed so normal.”

Daoist Master Li furrowed his brows and gave a more technical term for the technique: “This is corpse-riding.”

Corpse-riding was originally a practice in some primitive villages in the southwest, used in ghost marriages. Through a summoning ritual, the soul of the deceased would be temporarily called back or attached to a newly deceased body to complete a ghost ritual.

Later, it was exploited by evil sects and turned into dark magic to bring dead spirits back to life—or even let them take over the lives of the living.

This technique was extremely sinister. Daoist Li had encountered it once during a southern ritual conference. The person involved had been possessed by a fierce ghost for too long, and their bodily functions were nearly destroyed. Even with all his power, he couldn’t save them.

Daoist Li hadn’t immediately connected it to this case because reviving someone’s soul is extremely costly and rare. Plus, the case he encountered happened years ago, so it didn’t come to mind right away.

But now, seeing that Mo Lili’s body could still function normally after death, it was likely she had been corpse-ridden.But her body was already weak from childbirth, and she had also been severely beaten before her death. Clearly, she couldn’t hold on for long, which was why she “died” a second time shortly after moving around for a while.

Daoist Priest Li continued, “This kind of dark art is essentially stealing the remaining threads of your fate. Most likely because your identity had been taken over by another ghost, the soul-summoning ritual didn’t work and couldn’t reach you.”

So it wasn’t that he was so old that he couldn’t even perform a proper soul-summoning! After sorting through the situation, Daoist Li was almost in tears and even straightened his previously hunched back a little.

The head of Qingyun Temple next to him noticed his subtle display and was speechless, thinking: Sure, the soul-summoning worked, but his professional skills still got utterly crushed by Ke Xingzhou!

At that moment, the police raised a new concern: “Now that we know the autopsy result is real, how are we supposed to explain this to the public?”

They couldn’t possibly say that the “Mo Lili” people saw was actually a corpse, could they?

Many of the witnesses they contacted had even spoken with Mo Lili. If that kind of story got out, wouldn’t it cause mass panic?

This really was a problem.

Everyone fell silent, and when they looked at Mo Lili, who was watching them with hopeful eyes, they couldn’t help but feel helpless.

These days, metaphysics isn’t popular anymore. Netizens might joke about superstition, but they only believe the good parts, not the bad ones, and are highly skeptical in general. As an organization that needs to maintain credibility, the police obviously couldn’t go public and claim that ghosts exist and there are arts capable of manipulating corpses.

But if they didn’t explain it, Ji Han would never be cleared of suspicion. Were they really going to let an innocent person carry such a heavy accusation for life?

Even if the police knew he was innocent and didn’t arrest him, his life would still be ruined.

For a moment, everyone in the room sighed. Only Ke Xingzhou looked confused: “Why not just make them turn themselves in?”

Everyone froze, then gave a bitter smile.

The Qingyun Temple master looked at Ke Xingzhou, unable to hold back a sense of superiority in life experience: “It’s not that simple. Those two people, and that paparazzo—they clearly planned to pin everything on Ji Han and even hoped to profit more from it. Years have passed since the incident, and that child was already three years old back then. They’ve been living free for so long—do you think they’ll admit they did it now? Without evidence, the police can’t just show up and force a confession. That would be breaking the rules!”

He patiently explained, finally regaining a shred of seniority in front of this absurdly overqualified young man.

But the next second, he fell into deeper silence.

Ke Xingzhou simply pointed at Mo Lili and said, “If the police can’t go, just have her go.”

Everyone: “???”

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So that night, trending along with the haunted house episode of All-Round Idol was the breaking news of Mo Lili’s parents suddenly turning themselves in.

The former wasn’t surprising—viewers had already fully experienced how terrifying the haunted house was during the live broadcast. Not to mention the opening: that self-rolling, interactive holographic head was enough to get thrill-seeking young people fired up.

Later, several influencer streamers who went to the haunted house to “seek the truth” ended up so terrified they dropped their equipment, and some were almost carried out on stretchers—providing perfect viral marketing for just how scary the place was.

In no time, countless young people were eager to try it themselves. Many flooded All-Round Idol’s backstage with DMs asking when they’d replicate the haunted house setup.

Preferably a nationwide chain, with more storylines to fully experience the new tech!

The production team: “……”

They didn’t dare say a word.

In stark contrast to this cheerful atmosphere, the other trending topic was much more somber.The Real Culprit Behind the Mo Lili Incident Captured, Autopsy Shows Time of Death Was Earlier

This incident had already become a hot topic in recent social news, attracting a lot of attention. Moreover, the events that occurred during the special episode of "All-Star Idol" pushed the matter to the forefront again. Many people, just finishing their overtime work, were catching up on the latest gossip and suddenly found the conclusion revealed right away, so they immediately clicked in.

The black fans who had hated Ji Han for an entire month clicked in, intending to shout "Justice will not be late" three times. But after reading the police announcement, they were stunned.

— The killer mentioned in the announcement was not Ji Han, but Mo Lili's parents!

For a moment, everyone was confused. After carefully reading about Mo Lili’s parents’ confession, their emotions were even more complicated.

It turned out that Mo Dachun and Jiang Liwen had been live-streaming for a month, repeatedly telling the story of how Mo Lili had been deceived by a man, got pregnant, and was subjected to domestic violence until her death. This attracted many netizens to donate money for their comfort. In just one month, they managed to buy a house in Beijing.

Today was supposed to be the day they moved into their new home, and they even started a live stream to show their new home to the viewers.

But then, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

A netizen who had watched the entire live stream came forward to share: [Damn, it really scared the crap out of me! Before they opened the door, they were still talking about how great their new house was compared to the old broken house they used to live in the countryside for Mo Lili. They were stirring up the atmosphere at the door and even had an argument with the neighbor to attract donations. They finally managed to get inside. And guess what? As soon as they opened the door, Mo Lili’s grandfather was standing inside!]

[They even hired a team to film it. The camera stayed on their faces the whole time, and the change in their expressions at that moment was priceless. You guys should check if anyone recorded the screen! I guarantee, with my last few bucks, that their expressions when they saw Mo Lili were definitely not like the ones normal parents would have when seeing their deceased child! Their faces went completely pale! Jiang Liwen was so scared that she knelt down in front of Mo Lili!]

[At first, we thought it was some money-grabbing scheme. The top donor was angry because he had only donated to them out of pity, but now they were constantly playing the victim and trying to attract people to donate! Who knew the top donor ran away, and they didn't even react? Later, they became really crazy, shouting things like "It’s your mom’s fault for not having a child!" and "Your dad pressured me. We just wanted a child!" In short, the two of them started fighting, and the live stream was cut off!]

Afterwards, someone recorded a video showing the couple, who had previously appeared loving, fighting and being dragged to the police station. They didn’t even get inside before exposing all the things they had done to each other.

The video of the argument was shared, and there was no way it could have been faked.

Although the issue about Mo Lili being seen after her death had not been explained, netizens felt it was no longer important — after all, it's not so strange for there to be a person who looks exactly like someone else in this vast world.

As for the overlap of Ji Han’s schedule, under the savage actions of Mo Dachun and Jiang Liwen, it seemed trivial.

Now, they just wanted to tear apart these two animals!!

In an instant, many netizens shifted their anger towards Mo Dachun and his wife. The door to their newly bought home was splattered with paint, and during their bail period, they didn’t even dare to leave their house. They had to keep all the curtains drawn tight every day and hide inside, living off the supplies they had stockpiled. Once they exposed themselves or ordered takeout, they were attacked by a crowd from the nearby buildings.

Their doorstep was piled high with delivery boxes, filled with razor blades and various waste, to the point where the property management had to intervene and kick them out of the neighborhood.

According to residents of the same neighborhood, the couple was mentally unstable when they were kicked out. They were pulling each other's hair and banging their heads on the ground, looking around in terror while repeatedly shouting "Don't kill me."

In the end, they were sent to a mental hospital. As for their house and the donations they received, they were all confiscated by the court and returned to the users who had donated to them.

They had no relatives left in the world, and they were destined to live the rest of their lives in endless fear, in the mental hospital, until they died.

But that’s all a side note.

The time now returned to the day when they met with the Special Incident Management Bureau and the Taoist Association. After seeing Mo Lili appear in Mo Dachun and Jiang Liwen's live stream from the phone, Ke Xingzhou closed the live stream.

Facing the gazes of the others, he blinked: "My data package is running out, I need to save some."

Everyone: "…………"

The others had no choice but to take out their own phones and search for Mo Dachun’s live stream to follow up.

At this time, Ji Han finally came out of the haunted house. He was invited by Assistant Liu and walked in. As soon as he entered, he saw several old Taoist priests lying on the couch, browsing their phones, and he almost stopped in his tracks, nearly walking back out.Fortunately, he quickly noticed Ke Xingzhou on the other side. Seeing that handsome face, which even he couldn't help but admire, he couldn't contain his excitement: "Master Ke! You're here too!"

He quickly walked over to Ke Xingzhou, sitting directly between him and Nie Chen. Only then did he notice Nie Chen and say, "Huh, Mr. Nie, you're here too?"

Nie Chen glanced at his flushed ears, his gaze then fell to the way he was sitting so close to Ke Xingzhou, and his expression immediately turned cold: "Heh."

Ji Han: "???"

He was a little confused. Didn't Xie An say Mr. Nie was very easygoing? Why was he so quick to sneer at him?

However, he hadn’t come here for Nie Chen, so he quickly brushed aside this confusion and happily turned to Ke Xingzhou, his eyes glowing faintly: "Master Ke, I’m out of the haunted house! I heard from Assistant Liu that you were looking for me. Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?"

At that moment, Assistant Liu, who had just entered, suddenly felt a chill down his neck. He looked up and met his boss’s icy gaze.

Assistant Liu: "…???"