Chapter 222 : Petty Ghosts are Hard to Deal With 4 (2/2)

Half an hour before midnight, Feng Jin emerged from his room once again and found his house in shambles and spent a while stunned and speechless.

He turned to the white-clothed ghost who was currently sitting on a pile of scrapped furniture. She was sitting with an unsightly posture, one hand supporting her head while she hummed a tune he didn’t recognise.

If not for the ghost contract he had with her, he would have really begun to suspect the person in front of him was an impostor.

Although Ning Ying had a few character flaws before, she was still obedient; she wouldn’t have dared to act this wild in front of him. But now? Hell, she’d nearly taken his entire house apart.

Feng Jin’s fingers were beginning to emit cracking sounds from clenching them too hard. ‘I feel like throttling her…’

Shi Sheng brought her sword along with her as she floated over to face Feng Jin and waved her hand in a domineering manner. “Lead the way!”

‘Yep, definitely feel like throttling her even more now.’

The lighting in the room was a bit dim. Feng Jin’s features were hidden in the shadows, so Shi Sheng couldn’t make out his expression, but she could see his eyes shining coldly in the dark room.

Shi Sheng slowly floated backwards guardedly. “I might’ve sold off my body, but I’m not selling my skills! Even if I’m just a ghost you’re keeping, I’m not just going to accept it if you suddenly want a relationship that crosses the boundaries of life and death!”

‘Not selling her skills? Bed skills?’

Feng Jin barely resisted the urge to throttle Shi Sheng as he swiftly opened the door and left. Before she had a chance to follow, he slammed the door shut.

Shi Sheng was startled into stopping, her expression turning very colourful. ‘Hey… wait a second… I can pass through walls! The hell did I stop for?’

Shi Sheng carried her sword with her as she attempted to pass through the door. Her figure passed through easily, but her sword could not.

After all, it was a real physical object. Naturally, it wouldn’t be able to pass through the door like her.

Feng Jin silently watched from the side as she made a fool of herself.

And the result…

His door was sacrificed honourably and died with no burial… by being cleanly cut in half!

Feng Jin: “…” ‘This violent maniac!’

Shi Sheng contentedly dragged her sword with her through the broken doorway. ‘As if that kind of minuscule issue would be enough to trouble me!

I can’t put my sword away! This fella Feng Jin has killing intent towards me! Safety first…’

“Put it away.” Feng Jin’s gaze shifted from the anti-theft door that had loyally performed its duties bravely unto death to Shi Sheng.

She quickly hid her sword behind her. “Heads can roll, blood can flow, but weapons can never be lost! This is the weapon I created from a piece of my very soul! Not putting it away!”

Feng Jin: “…” ‘Where’d this chuuni come from?’

He took a deep breath before speaking, “The sword can’t be hidden from view. It’ll attract too much attention.”

“You gotta be kidding me. What kind of person would be suicidal enough to wander about at this hour? Aren’t they afraid of meeting ghosts?”

Shi Sheng’s attitude was very clear: I’m not putting it away. What can you do to me, huh?

Feng Jin looked at the broken anti-theft door once more before silently turning to walk to the lift. Although he lived in a normal apartment building, no one else stayed on the same floor as him. Besides, even if someone really did come to this floor, they wouldn’t be able to enter his room, so there was no problem with just leaving the door open.

Shi Sheng quickly caught up with him and didn’t give up on trying to touch him. Feng Jin didn’t even spare her a second glance as he just continued on his way.

Shi Sheng only properly behaved herself once they got in the car.

‘I’ve gotta find a way to suppress this ghost contract with Feng Jin… Otherwise, if I end up pissing him off one day and he wants to kill me, I probably won’t be able to escape.’

Contracts were very binding things. For example, the contract between Feng Jin and her was a master-servant contract. As long as Feng Jin wanted her dead, she had pretty much no way of resisting.

So for the sake of her little life, Shi Sheng decided…on not teasing Feng Jin for now. She’d wait till she found a way to either suppress or get rid of this contract before teasing him thoroughly.

[1] I was hoping to have found a proper translation for this term by now, but alas. This means he got taken over by his negative emotions.