Chapter 221 : Petty Ghosts are Hard to Deal With 3 (1/2)

‘Good looking but fierce—it couldn’t be Feng Jin, could it? En…’

Shi Sheng’s eyes rolled about in their sockets as her mind worked. ‘Feng Jin is the final boss of this novel. Since Feng Ci and Bu Jingyun were both the final bosses of their novels, maybe he’s stuck with the role of final boss?

Seems like I have to take a look at this OWNER of mine, eh? If it’s Feng Ci… En, I’ll keep him.’

Shi Sheng’s smile terrified the little ghost, and his small body couldn’t help but tremble. ‘Why do I feel like this ghost is even scarier than the person outside? Wuwu, Mama, this ghost is really too scary. I want to go home!’

Shi Sheng petted the little ghost’s head. “Hurry back. Big sis’ll help you beat the baddie!”

The little ghost didn’t really believe her—after all, the baddie outside was so powerful that he’d managed to exorcise the wraith living next door. But upon seeing the dark smile upon Shi Sheng’s face, he very wisely kept his mouth shut and floated back into the apartment.

Shi Sheng drifted out of the small neighbourhood, gliding past theborder of iron fence encircling it. Even after floating around the whole place, she still couldn’t find even a single trace of the man.

‘Was it not Feng Jin?’ But just as she was beginning to feel doubtful, System’s voice sounded out.

[Hidden Quest: Cold River In Autumn]

Shi Sheng: “…”

‘Fuck! You making fun of me for not reading a lot? These idioms are really getting more and more abstract…’

Cold river in autumn was a reference to how a moral person’s heart was as clear as… well, a cold river in autumn!

[Quest Target: Feng Jin. Straighten Feng Jin’s three views and turn him into an exorcist with morals.]

Shi Sheng, “…”

‘Can I reject this? And what the hell is ‘with morals’? I don’t think there’s anything wrong with his three views…’

[……] ‘THE HOST’S THREE VIEWS AREN’T NORMAL EITHER. GETTING HER TO RESCUE SOMEONE ELSE’S THREE VIEWS… THE IMAGE IS TOO DELIGHTFUL, I NEED TO SHUT DOWN TO COOL OFF A BIT.’

Since System had issued this quest, it proved that Feng Jin was definitely somewhere in the vicinity. Shi Sheng hovered about for a bit but to no avail.

She scratched her head in annoyance. ‘Did this punk burrow into the ground or something?’

The second she thought of that, a man dropped out of the sky and landed right before her.

He was clad in a deep blue long gown that appeared to be from the Republic period[1]. It was adorned with dark patterns and looked quite luxurious.

The force of his sudden drop caused several leaves to drift down lazily, making it seem as if time itself had slowed down for an instant.

The man had his head turned towards her, revealing slightly lowered eyes and thin, faintly pursed lips. The light caught on his long eyelashes and casted shadows across his exquisitely carved features, creatingan ethereal atmosphere.

Feng Jin’s expression didn’t betray a single emotion.

Although his clothes were clearly out of fashion in this time period, on his body, they appeared… right. It was as if he was a rich young master who had walked straight out of that era.

He shifted his eyes to rest his gloomy gaze upon her, voice rather low as he spoke, “Where have you been the past few days?”

Shi Sheng blinked. ‘Oh right, I’m Feng Jin’s person… er, ghost[2] right now.’

“Got caught by Nalan Ying. It was hard to escape.” Shi Sheng’s expression fell, and she started to outright slander the male lead. She bobbed over to Feng Jin and attempted to grab his wrist.

However, before she could even manage to touch him, she felt a burning sensation bursting from her fingertips. Shi Sheng jerked her hand back reflexively. ‘Fuck! I(bbb) can’t touch Feng Jin? Then how the hell am I(bbb) supposed to tell if he’s Feng Ci or not? *misery*’

A bizarre glint passed through Feng Jin’s gloomy eyes, but he carried on as if he hadn’t noticed what had just happened, “Nalan Ying caught you? Why?”

“En… how would I know? He just suddenly caught me.” Shi Sheng massaged her fingers, not forgetting to slander the male lead as she spoke, “I don’t wanna stay anywhere near him. He’s too horny.”

“Horny?” Feng Jin repeated in a slow voice, as if he didn’t know why she’d use such a word to describe Nalan Ying.