Ning Shu was deeply confused. Yesterday, she seemed on the verge of dying, yet today, she was glowing with a renewed vigor.
The corners of Song Ruoxi’s eyes were slightly upturned, making her look a little more seductive and full of femininity.
Although the previous Song Ruoxi was pretty, she was like an unripe fruit, not as feminine as the current one.
Ning Shu: →_→
What was going on? She felt something was amiss here.
Ning Shu stared at Song Ruoxi’s face, not detecting the Yin and baleful energy on her either. It also perplexed her.
Ning Shu sat back in her seat, filled with question marks inwardly.
She secretly rubbed cow tears on her eyelids and glanced left and right. Once again, she actually didn’t see Feng Yin. Where did he go?
However, after applying the bull’s tears, Ning Shu saw the phantom energy coming from Song Ruoxi.
Phantom energy only existed in the ghost state. Why would Song Ruoxi’s body have phantom energy? She was not a ghost.
Ning Shu pulled her hair. Her heart was truly confused.
Looking at Song Ruoxi’s calm appearance, Ning Shu was suspicious that her Yang assembling spell formation might be faulty. How come it didn’t work on Song Ruoxi at all?
With her body full of Yin and baleful energy, it should be hard for her to stay in a place with plenty of Yang energy. How come she was completely unaffected? Ning Shu felt defeated.
So defeated.
Ning Shu coughed and was about to speak with Song Ruoxi when Song Ruoxi turned her head to look at her and say indifferently, “I’m sorry, I have to work. Please don’t disturb me.”
Ning Shu: …
Ning Shu was left itching with curiosity. She turned around and actually saw a ghost crouching in the dark corner. This ghost was eyeing Song Ruoxi covetingly.
She hadn’t seen this ghost before. A newcomer?
Right after Ning Shu got rid of one, another one showed up?
Luckily, there was a Yang assembling spell formation in the office, so he didn’t dare to come over. He had no choice but to crouch in a dark corner. Still, he stared at Song Ruoxi like he was looking at a juicy slab of meat.
Ning Shu was confused. When she went to the bathroom, she actually saw two more ghosts squatting in the toilet.
Ning Shu: …
What was happening here? Was Xie Weiming’s company going to turn into a ghosts’ lair?
Ning Shu was utterly bewildered.
Nevertheless, these ghosts didn’t go out of their way to harm people. There was no reason for Ning Shu to exterminate them.
Things were getting out of her control, and Ning Shu had to figure it out.
She took out a talisman and immobilized a ghost. It had upturned eyes and a strangling mark on its neck, looking like a hanged ghost.
“D-D-D-Daoist!” The hanged ghost stuttered a bit. When he spoke, he even had to shove his tongue back into his mouth first.
Ning Shu: →_→
Her luck was sure shitty today, to end up with a hanged ghost that couldn’t even speak properly. Besides, he clearly had a strong grudge.
People who committed suicide like this were filled with grievances. Ning Shu stuck the talisman on his body. A male ghost hiding in the women’s toilet, wasn’t he a pervert? If he was so amazing, why not hide in the Yang energy-filled male bathrooms?
The hanged ghost was in great distress. Black smoke was leaking out of his body as he stammered, “D-Daoist.”
MTL Editor: Meraki
TLC: Kaho
