Chapter 1907: Living with Mr. Ghost: 23 Odd Tales

Jin Chen's face tightened; in an instant he grasped the crux.

Jin Lan, from the earlier case of the Jin Bing brothers' deaths, inferred that his lingering spirit had not dissipated and he would surely return for revenge.

Tonight Jin Lan waits here, just to drag him into mutual destruction; tomorrow's blessing banquet will proceed as usual, and Jin Fan will easily obtain all the fortune.

Jin Chen coldly glared at the Red Mist Ghost King: "You should have said earlier."

The Ghost King complained, "You just gave me a beating and forgot about it!"

Jin Chen: "……"

Jin Chen gave him another beating.

The six little ones all poked their heads out of the cave, sighing: "How miserable."

Even if the black mist didn't kill Jin Lan, it was enough for her to drink a pot.

If they can't kill a person, they'll still take what belongs to him.

Jin Chen tore through the seal blocking the purple qi, and despite Jin Lan's desperate cries of defense, he still reclaimed most of it.

Jin Chen suddenly dissipated, and the underground hall quickly returned to silence.

Jin Lan lay on the ground for half a minute unable to rise, shocked to see that Jin Chen, now a fierce ghost, was even more formidable than before.

Long night, many dreams.

She was unwilling to watch the little remaining purple qi go to waste, and had originally wanted Fan'er to practice a bit longer.

Looking at it now, tomorrow's blessing banquet must make him absorb these fortunes clean and early!

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Bamboo Courtyard

The six ghosts didn't dare disturb Jin Chen, fleeing in panic; they only await tomorrow to help the Great King take revenge, so they can also pick up a bit of ghostly energy.

【Host, the purple qi is useless to you now and will only harm you—why bother taking it back?】

Ling Gun Gun worriedly circled Jin Chen, seeming well adapted to this new form, and planning to swap for an even shinier skin next time.

Jin Chen got a headache from his shaking, stuffed him into the blanket, and said, "Don't make noise."

Ling Gun Gun blankly nudged the blanket, not daring to move.

It knew the Host was pondering something important, which is why he acted this way.

Who would have thought half a minute later.

Jin Chen mused: "If I send the purple qi into the little bee's body, wouldn't he avoid being scorched by my yin energy?"

Ling Gun Gun froze for a moment, 【You're thinking about that?】

"What else?"

【……】

Really, a blockhead can't change his love‑struck mind!

Jin Chen thought it over and found it feasible; he even spent 100 points to exchange a jade bottle that could temporarily store purple qi in the system mall, and shoved it all in.

Jin Chen knew he still had many battles ahead, so he tossed the bottle to Ling Gun Gun: "Hide it well, or I'll beat you so badly you won't even recognize White Marsh."

【…!】

That's terrifying!

Jin Chen lay down to rest, as usual bothering Xia Tan, who wasn't with him tonight.

Dao Sheng: "Did your sincere wish come true today, friend of fate?"

About half a minute later, Xia Tan replied.

Xia Ri Yun: "Seven days have passed, and you still claim you're not a liar!"

Xia Ri Yun: "You Daoists have nothing good."

The little bee is a little chili today.

Jin Chen's brows and eyes were indistinct in the dark, yet he wore a smile, not annoyed at all—after all, he's a ghost, not some Daoist.

Dao Sheng: "What do you like about that ghost, and you've been counting the days past seven—could it be that you're hoping he returns every day?"

Xia Ri Yun: "How do you know I like him?"

Jin Chen froze for a moment, then hurriedly replied to avoid giving himself away.

Dao Sheng: "A little Daoist can know all things under heaven through divination."

After a long while, Xia Tan also didn't reply.

Jin Chen grew weary of waiting, turned his head to glance at the faint, hazy moon above Zhu Lin, and closed his eyes to rest.

Once tomorrow's revenge is over, he can go back to keep Xia Tan company.

Otherwise, the original body's resentment would disturb him day and night, making him anxious.

【Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 50!】

Jin Chen snapped his eyes open, locking gazes with Ling Gun Gun's card‑light bun.

Ling Gun Gun knew what he was going to ask: 【I don't know what the Main God is up to either—why not… you take a look yourself?】

Jin Chen pondered a moment, then refused.

Longing too heavy, even seeing him in person would only add to the worry.

I'll go back tomorrow.

In another far‑away city, the same moonlight silvered the night.

Xia Tan wrapped herself in the thin blanket Jin Chen usually used, feeling no lingering trace of sandalwood scent, yet she still pulled it tight around herself.

Perhaps Dao Sheng's question stirred old memories; Xia Tan glanced at the window moon, and without realizing it, her eyes grew misty.

Only by drawing closer could one hear Xia Tan's delirious muttering.

"I miss you so much……"

I really miss you, Jin Chen…

I sleep every day, but why have you never once come into my dream?

The ghost has disappeared; can't even enter dreams?

Or is it that you hate me too much, hate my ruthlessness, so you refuse to enter the dream?

Xia Tan curled up under the blanket, her body still trembling slightly, her lips and teeth biting one side of the thin blanket, the corners of her eyes moistened by tears, glimmering and hazy, yet also like a frightened, uneasy ghost.

——

No matter how many people gossip behind their backs, the Jin Family's blessing ceremony invitation still draws all those who received it from the metaphysics field.

However, most people harbor the following thoughts.

First, if the Jin Family can really use this to achieve steady rise, letting this generation's disciples regain their fortune, they might still have to go even higher later; they really have no need to offend Jin Lan.

Second, they are old friends Jin Chen used to associate with, and various people who can't stand this matter, wanting to find an opportunity to expose Jin Lan's plot.

Such people are few and far between, but not nonexistent.

Our position is here.

The President is also a notable figure in the metaphysics field; he brought Xia Tan and Lian Min to find a spot not too far, not too near, where they could observe the whole situation without being affected.

Here is not like outside; you must watch your words and deeds, don't run around randomly, just do your records well.

Lian Min had already been intimidated by the solemn atmosphere into not speaking much, and seeing Xia Tan gazing to the right, he didn't know what she was thinking.

"Little Tan, what are you looking at?" Lian Min followed her gaze.

Xia Tan: "Do you see the man in blue clothes on the right seat? Doesn't he look like Lin Qian's boyfriend?"

But he clearly remembered that this person named Jin Su was obviously an ordinary person who made a living from livestreaming; how could he be related to metaphysics?

Indeed it is.

Lian Min, wanting to clear up any questions, hurriedly asked the President: "President, do you know that man in blue clothes over there?"

The President turned his head and said: "The second young master of the Jin Su family; previously, because of his sexual orientation, his engagement caused quite a stir, and he's still very much in love with his fiancée."

Xia Tan and Lian Min exchanged glances, not expecting to get to watch the drama here.

Jin Su actually has a fiancée.

Lian Min covered his mouth and chuckled: "Lin Qian definitely doesn't know he's been cuckolded."

In Xia Tan's mind, many things flashed by quickly, too fast for her to catch.

Little did he know that while he was observing others, he was likewise being observed.

Having obtained Jin Chen's ghostly power, the peeping ghost and the hanged ghost, who could hide safely, slowly grew doubtful.

Peeping ghost: "How is the little human raised by the Great King also here! What is he running around for!"

The hanged ghost felt it wouldn't work: "Why don't we send a ghost to tell the Great King?"

The peeping ghost hurriedly shook his head: "You go, I'll go—the Great King said we have an important task guarding here today! If we don't do it well, we'll get beaten!"

Besides, the Jin Family is just this tiny; the Great King might already know his little human has come.

The hanged ghost thought it reasonable, continuing to hang upside down and observe the humans here.