Chapter 1905: Living with Mr. Ghost: Some Odd Matters 21

The third day after Jin Chen disappeared.

Xia Tan finally went out to handle resignation formalities; no matter how her former colleagues at the newspaper tried to persuade her to stay, it was of no use.

Lian Min also went through the resignation with him; these days, fearing Xia Tan might act out of extreme grief, he hardly left her side, which he himself described as doing some penance.

What surprised Xia Tan was that Lin Qian, with whom she had had little contact since the bar incident, reached out again after his resignation, concerning 'that vicious ghost'.

Xia Tan kept the appointment in the afternoon.

"Xiao Tan, whether you believe it or not, I am truly sorry about that matter; only today, hearing you intend to resign, did I realize how serious it was."

Lin Qian looked sincere, not noticing Lian Min beside him, as he took Xia Tan's hand to apologize: "I don't know how to make it up to you, but we've been friends since before we started working, right? You'll forgive me, won't you?"

Lian Min rolled his eyes blatantly beside them.

Xia Tan quietly looked at Lin Qian; her beautiful brows and eyes held no former smile. Since Jin Chen disappeared, she has always had this expression—cold and faint, with a barely perceptible fragility.

Xia Tan slowly withdrew her hand, took a sip of iced coffee, then lowered her gaze to the table, avoiding looking at Lin Qian.

"I don't want to forgive you, Lin Qian."

After that night, Jin Chen said Lin Qian was not someone to get close to; one should keep distance.

Xia Tan wanted to obey obediently.

"Why? Xiao Tan… are you… bewitched by that ghost?"

Thinking of her boyfriend's warning, Lin Qian's expression changed slightly, and he asked with a hint of worry.

Xia Tan: "…"

Lian Min sighed: "You really like to bring up the pot that shouldn't be opened."

Xia Tan lifted her gaze at him; though her eyes held clear springwater, they carried a chill: "You may go."

It was obvious she didn't want to continue the conversation; even though Lin Qian was usually thick‑skinned, he now felt a bit embarrassed.

Lin Qian said nothing more and left, feeling awkward.

The fifth day after Jin Chen disappeared.

Officer Cui recommended them, and Xia Tan and Lian Min joined an agency that deals with supernatural spirits.

Xia Tan herself wasn't sure what obsession she had; ever since that mistake, she has been overly concerned with such matters.

And, an in‑depth investigation of the Jin Bing brothers case.

The agency was a good job for him.

Coincidentally, the day after they started work, they received an invitation letter from the President.

To be precise, it was an invitation from the Jin Family, a lineage of ghost‑hunters, sent to various figures in the metaphysical field.

"Tomorrow, you will come with me to the banquet."

The President's expression was not relaxed; seeing Xia Tan and Lian Min looking bewildered, he added a couple more sentences, unable to bear seeing newcomers suffer setbacks.

"You must be wondering why such an affair would fall to the two of you newcomers."

Xia Tan held the invitation, her fingertip tracing the character 'Jin'; "I asked others," she said, "they avoid it like the plague."

"That's exactly right."

The President shook his head: "Although the Jin Family are ghost‑hunters, their lineage has weakened generation after generation, each weaker than the last."

"Only in this generation did a genius appear; counting upward nine generations, all could be called heaven‑favored, yet he died young, and anyone connected with the metaphysical field feels it a pity."

Lian Min, engrossed in the gossip, hurriedly asked: "And then?"

The President: "Then… after the genius died, vast purple qi lingered and did not disperse; some say it is due to lingering attachment to the Jin Family, so the head of this lineage, Jin Lan, decided to hold a blessing ritual."

"Let that purple qi be dispersed among the Jin Family disciples, so the genius may rest in peace and his soul return to the immortal path."

Lian Min made a sound, scratched his head, and said: "How weird."

The President: "That's why nobody wants to go; the genius died under mysterious circumstances, and the Jin Family not only avoids looking for his killer but rushes to scatter his fortune, which everyone finds offensive."

Xia Tan lowered her eyes, listening for a long time, then suddenly lifted her gaze to the President: "President, what is the name of the Jin Family's genius?"

The President: "Jin Chen."

Lian Min's eyes widened instantly; he turned his head toward Xia Tan, wanting to say something but daring not to speak.

Xia Tan, not letting the President notice anything odd, curled her lips and smiled at him: "All right, I'll come earlier tomorrow and go with you to the Jin Family."

"No need to be too early; regular office hours are fine, for the Jin Family banquet always begins at dusk."

The President waved his hand, letting them leave.

Xia Tan and Lian Min left the office together; upon reaching the corridor, he could barely support himself, leaning on the balcony railing, drawing a trembling breath as his eyes reddened.

"Xiao Tan…"

Lian Min anxiously supported him: "Seeing the scene stirs emotion… why do you still want to go?"

"I want to go."

Xia Tan's clear, moist voice trembled slightly; Youyou gazed into the distance, her reddish eyes plainly showing fragility and an irrepressible longing.

"I want to see the place where he used to live."

"'Just… maybe it's the last lingering thought.'"

Jin Chen is a ghost; aside from the bed whose aura is gradually fading, there is hardly any trace of his life at home. Whenever she thinks of it, Xia Tan feels her heart infinitely desolate.

"All right, all right." Lian Min had no choice; no matter what, he would accompany Xia Tan.

——

Jin Chen truly did not intend to delay this long.

But the people of the Jin Family's rear courtyard also didn't know why they kept postponing the blessing ceremony day by day, only finalizing it yesterday.

Unable to see his wife, Jin Chen's face grew uglier day by day; even the six little ghosts dared not provoke misfortune.

However, there were also benefits.

Jin Chen's memories were gradually recovering.

That day, Jin Chen, from the underground of the backyard, found the true form of the red mist ghost king that had lured him here.

The underground was damp like a tomb passage, gloomy and cold.

Even ghosts find this place strange, Jin Chen.

Bringing the six little ones, he boldly charged in, pressed the especially terrifying red mist ghost king to the ground and rubbed it, finally making the red mist ghost king clearly realize the gap between itself and Jin Chen now.

"No more fighting, no more fighting! I'm going to be annihilated!"

The red mist ghost king revealed its true form, a flamboyant man wearing a red long robe.

Jin Chen felt he looked a bit familiar, so he asked, "Have we met before?"

Red mist ghost king:???

"Hey! Hey! Did you hear?"

He was blazing with anger, hands on hips, shouting angrily, his flamboyant handsome face all distorted: "You're the one who caught me! Of course I look familiar!"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't need to be locked up in this godforsaken place where even birds don't shit!"

Jin Chen made an "oh" sound, disdainfully retreated half a step, still noble and coldly gorgeous, "I don't remember."

The red mist ghost king's cursing abruptly stopped.

"Damn, how did I forget this?"

Thinking of what Jin Chen has experienced, even if he is a ghost, he feels the Jin family are despicable.

"Hey? You wouldn't be here to ask me...... how I died, would you?"

Jin Chen nodded, "Speak."

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