Chapter 1885

【Host! You died...】

【You died died died...】

【You died~ so miserably~...】

Ling Gun Gun's tone became increasingly cheerful, even a bit subtly schadenfreude.

Jin Chen: "..."

Jin Chen felt Zero Egg really deserved a beating lately.

Just as he was about to pull out rainbow fur from the space, his right hand passed through his left hand.

Jin Chen:!!

Turns out it's really a horror world.

"Stop messing around, transmit the plot."

Hurry let me see which bastard killed me.

"Okay~"

"Transmitting original plot... transmission successful!"

The villain of this world is called Xia Tan.

Like many white-collar workers struggling in big cities, the hardest to bear is the excessively high rent, even though he is already a somewhat well-known newspaper reporter.

After almost being sued by the interviewee of a news story he reported, Xia Tan had to move again, but he wanted a place with convenient transportation, near his studio, and still safe and comfortable...

There is, but it's deathly expensive.

Fortunately, heaven doesn't block a person's way.

At midnight, Xia Tan scrolled to the end of a rental website and suddenly saw a low-priced downtown large flat, price actually only half of an old small apartment, and the landlord only had one requirement.

Needs to have a hard eight characters (i. e., strong horoscope), and live alone.

Xia Tan, having scraped by since childhood to support himself, thought nothing was scary, plus this overly tempting price, the deal was made.

The fact also gave him a blow to the head.

This flat is haunted.

Not just any ghost, it's a resentful ghost with huge resentment that harms anyone who sees it.

Xia Tan was tormented into a Dazed state, yet never saw the ghost elder brother kill him, and even later faintly felt the ghost elder brother wanted to convey some information.

But unfortunately, the master Xia Tan summoned angered the ghost elder brother, and after he told his good friend Lin Qian about this, something worse than being haunted by the ghost is about to happen.

The protagonist, Lin Qian, is Xia Tan's classmate, colleague at the newspaper, and even a zero friend.

Lin Qian is an ultimate contradiction, wanting to be friends with Xia Tan, who has been popular since college and smooth sailing in the studio after graduation, yet can't suppress a subtle jealousy.

Upon learning Xia Tan also had such unlucky times, Lin Qian wanted to help but couldn't help wanting to see Xia Tan tormented to fear.

Lin Qian's boyfriend, Jin Su, who started from live streaming, also heard this from him and actually suggested installing cameras to stream secretly from Xia Tan, sure to make a big profit.

Xia Tan didn't know about the cameras, but the ghost elder brother, already angered by the so-called master, knew and became even more furious, even unprecedentedly angry.

Xia Tan died in front of the livestream camera, strangled alive by resentment; Lin Qian was frightened and panicked, not understanding why Xia Tan died.

With Jin Su's help, Xia Tan became a suicide, suffering from persecution delusion, the livestream and cameras became tools Xia Tan wanted to supervise himself with.

But just after the seventh day, Lin Qian and Jin Su fearfully discovered...

Xia Tan also became a fierce ghost.

Afterwards, the little couple teamed up to outwit the fierce ghost, summoned various ghost masters, sacrificed many innocents, and even lost half their own lives before the fierce ghost Xia Tan finally departed the mortal realm.

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"I am the ghost who killed Xia Tan?"

"Right!"

"Side quest: Recover your true identity from your human lifetime, and find the murderer to take revenge."

"Today is the day the Main God moves here, Host, get ready quickly."

In the dim bathroom, a translucent tall figure is reflected.

The man in the mirror has a noble yet gloomy aura, his black eyes deep as abyss, his skin not the pale of humans but with an icy sheen, a red dot mole adorns the outer corner of his left eye.

"Truly miserable." Ling Gun Gun keeps teasing.

Jin Chen, who is examining himself trying to gain some memory: "..."

He smirked, and with a backhand twisted off his handsome head.

Ling Gun Gun: "..."

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The terrified Ling Gun Gun rolled and crawled, locking himself in the small dark room.

Jin Chen satisfiedly smiled, put his head back on, and heard the outside noise.

Wife has come.

Jin Chen anticipated floating out to see.

"Don't worry, although the landlord can't return from abroad for a while, this house is safe, feel free to live here."

The agent who brought Xia Tan over said this, completely unaware that the landlord had already warned Xia Tan in advance—this house is a bit gloomy; you need a strong eight characters to live there.

However, Xia Tan didn't believe these things, so naturally she had nothing to fear.

"I know, thank you for helping us move our things."

Because of her professional attributes, Xia Tan's smile is both bright and affable; her clear, lustrous starry eyes slightly curved, especially beautiful.

My wife is really cute.

Jin Chen nodded at the wall corner.

【Detected the villain of this world's plot, triggering Blackening Value, currently Blackening Value: 40!】

【Mission requirement: Blackening Value cleared to zero, change the villain's tragic ending.】

「Eh… it's fine, if you have no problem then let's sign the contract first, I still need to go chase the next tenant. 」

Xia Tan took the pen to sign, after seeing off the agent she got a little excited and grabbed Lin Qian's hand, "This place is even better than I imagined!"

「Xiao Lin, you're right, I really am lucky. 」

Lin Qian couldn't help but look around, his eyes somewhat shining; hearing that, he thought of how Xia Tan had rented this place for two years for less than twenty thousand, and felt an indescribable feeling.

His smile faded considerably, "Yeah…… let's not talk about that, aren't there still a lot of luggage? Hurry up and move in."

Xia Tan let out a sound, turned back to the entryway and pushed the suitcase inside.

Lin Qian saw him turn around and his smile vanished instantly, gazing at the luxurious decor of this large flat, "How fortunate…… how did such a good thing fall to Xia Tan again?"

Jin Chen narrowed his gloomy peach-blossom eyes, and flicked his fingertip at him.

「Ouch! 」

The chair Lin Qian was leaning on suddenly slid forward, he stumbled and almost fell flat on his back.

But it really didn't look like a fall.

Rather, it looked like he was lying down along the chair.

「Xiao Lin? 」

Xia Tan pushed three suitcases in, blankly watching his friend suddenly slide down, he chuckled and shook his shoulder, "You're tired, go sit on the sofa, why lie on the floor."

Lin Qian: "……"

He gritted his teeth and got up, puzzled he glanced at this oddly shaped art chair, "Damn it."

Jin Chen clapped darkly, even though they couldn't hear, "Guess right."

Xia Tan is busy now, and he kept pushing the three suitcases inside with a rolling sound, his back view full of hustle.

「Xiao Lin, take a rest first, I'll put the luggage inside. 」

Lin Qian: "I'll help…… okay."

Lin Qian was about to help, but he saw Xia Tan's backpack just placed on the sofa, and he responded impulsively.

Jin Chen always felt this person had ill intentions, so he simply stood by and stared.

Sure enough, after Xia Tan left, Lin Qian hesitated repeatedly, then reached out and quietly unzipped the backpack.

「There really is…………」

Lin Qian saw the keywords on those manuscripts, nervously clenched his fist; this breaking news was very important for the studio, and if Xia Tan managed to get credited again, his own path to promotion would be obstructed once more.

Before he could fully make up his mind, he suddenly widened his eyes in fear, watching helplessly as that document flew out of the backpack……

It flew out!

Smack!

Lin Qian, dazed by the document slapping him across the face, tilted his head.

After several seconds, Lin Qian finally reacted, turning his head with a stiff neck.

That document lay properly inside the backpack, as if nothing had happened.

He touched his face, the burning pain was real.

「Damn. 」

Lin Qian suddenly remembered what Xia Tan had said earlier about why the rent here was cheap, and a chill ran through his whole body.

Ha… haunted?