Ning Shu felt a murderous stare focusing on her. It should be Feng Yin, frustrated that she had ruined his enjoyment.
Ning Shu, without changing her face, looked around, took out a talisman from her pocket, and handed it to Song Ruoxi. She then whispered, “I really think there’s a ghost here. Why else would it always feel so eerie?”
Song Ruoxi glanced at the standing Feng Yin, who had a look of annoyance and displeasure. She felt it was inexplicably sweet to have such a man follow her, protecting and loving her.
In her heart, she was a little disdainful of the talisman Ning Shu offered and said, “Just like there are good and bad people, there are also good and bad ghosts. I don’t need this talisman.”
Ning Shu: …
Lil’ sis, what was with this strange worldview? Why would you always stand on the ghosts’ side? Were ghosts like humans? They each had their own rules. Although there were good and bad people, and ghosts had good and bad for sure, it was no good to cross the boundaries.
Besides, how could you be so sure the one you encountered was a good ghost?
If there wasn’t a Phantom King by her side, just with Song Ruoxi’s current amount of Yin energy in her body, she would be the object of many ghosts’ desire. They’d all want to occupy this body of hers.
Ning Shu’s cheek twitched as she shoved the talisman paper into Song Ruoxi’s hand. “There’s no harm in taking it for self-defense.”
Ning Shu turned around after giving the talisman to Song Ruoxi and left.
Song Ruoxi glanced at the paper talisman in her hand, glanced at Feng Yin, and said, “I suddenly find these people really annoying. I’m going to be with you, no matter if you are a human or a ghost. The human heart is much scarier than a ghost, you know.”
Feng Yin frowned and said, “But we are a human and a ghost after all. This is actually not good for your health.”
Song Ruoxi tightly hugged Feng Yin’s waist and said, “As long as I get to be with you, I’m willing to pay any price. No one will be able to separate us.”
Feng Yin slightly smiled, appearing magnificent, and lowered his head to rub Song Ruoxi’s head. “I’ll protect you well and won’t hurt you.”
Feng Yin carelessly picked up the protective talisman in Song Ruoxi’s hand and said, “These almost-dying out Daoist things are of no use to me. You—”
Before Feng Yin finished speaking, his white jade-like hand suddenly emitted rolling black smoke, and the Yin and baleful energy in his soul body spurted out.
Surrounded by such intense baleful energy, Song Ruoxi felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, but she wasn’t worried about herself. Instead, she shouted at Feng Yin, “Feng Yin, what’s wrong. What’s wrong?”
Feng Yin’s jade-like face was surrounded by baleful energy, and his eyebrows looked more and more heroic. At this moment, his eyes had turned scarlet red, lips black and purple, and he appeared abnormally evil.
Feng Yin wanted to throw away the scalding talisman in his hand, but there was a power residing in this talisman. An origin power flowed into his body.
With a frown on his face, he finally threw away the talisman. Still, Feng Yin felt uncomfortable in his soul.
Song Ruoxi picked up the talisman that was thrown away by Feng Yin and opened it. It was blank. Earlier, Song Ruoxi had seen red cinnabar on it. How come the cinnabar was missing?
Song Ruoxi looked at Feng Yin and asked worriedly, “Are you okay?”
Feng Yin smiled toward Song Ruoxi. His facial features seemed to be painted, and this smile was even more charming. “It’s nothing. Don’t worry.”
Song Ruoxi’s eyes only had Feng Yin’s smile in them. Although they were already together, she still couldn’t resist his charm.
Sometimes, Song Ruoxi’s mind would wonder why Feng Yin was so good to her?
When Ning Shu returned to her office, she quietly rubbed the cow tears on her eyelids and saw the ghost named Xiao Si hiding in a dark place.
Probably because everyone in the office had a talisman in hand, plus the fact that he had been hurt by Ning Shu’s paper talisman before, he didn’t dare to play unbridled pranks anymore.
But Xiao Si was hatefully waiting for Ning Shu, who was expressionless, as if she hadn’t seen him.
The female boss…
MTL Editor: Meraki
TLC: Kaho
