Chapter 231 : Petty Ghosts are Hard to Deal With 13 (2/2)

An Su squatted down next to the bed. When her gaze swept over the phone screen, the scenes that entered her eyes caused her face to burn. She subconsciously looked at Feng Jin. ‘How could he let Ghost-jiejie look at these kinds of things?’

Probably having noticed An Su’s gaze, Feng Jin lifted his head to look over. Seeing that her expression was a bit off, his eyes drifted to the phone in Shi Sheng’s hands.

His gaze darkened as he walked over to the bed and took back his phone. He felt very unwell upon seeing the… explicit scenes on the screen.

“If you look at these kinds of things again, you can forget about those clothes.”

“Ah?” ‘Mental sustenance or clothes… so hard to choose! Can I have both?’

Feng Jin glared at her before turning off the internet on his phone. He opened up the Matching Pairs app and handed it back to her.

Shi Sheng, “…”

‘Who wants to play that game for idiots? How come this guy’s got this dumb game downloaded on his phone?’

5 minutes later…

There were two idiots playing Matching Pairs.

“What did you say you saw just now?” Shi Sheng tapped wildly on the screen while asking An Su.

An Su finally remembered what she had come looking for Shi Sheng for and hurriedly shifted her gaze away from the screen. “When I went to the ground floor just now, I heard some noises coming from the storeroom. I thought it was just a servant, so I didn’t take much note of it. But when I was on my way back, I saw a black ball of… something squeezing in through the crack under the storeroom door. It looked like… like… fog.”

“Fog?”

“It’s a hate spirit,” Feng Jin answered before warning Shi Sheng, “It’s not edible!”

Shi Sheng, “…” ‘Do I look like I lack that much common sense? Hate spirits absorb a bunch of hate to make themselves stronger. Even if they’re a bit weak in the beginning, they’re fucking invincible in the late stages.

Besides, just looking at it spoils my appetite. I’m not eating something that disgusting!’

“How did Su Xin get a hate spirit to chase after her?” An Su shuddered after hearing their words. “Besides, she’s already dead… why hasn’t it left yet?”

Ever since she started to see ghosts, she’d begun to read up on this type of thing, so she knew a little bit.

“There’s still plenty of food here, why would it leave? If it was me, I wouldn’t leave,” Shi Sheng didn’t even lift her head as she spoke.

“Oh shit, time’s up! Dead!”

“Ah? Then will it…” ‘…come here?’

An Su scanned the surroundings anxiously. ‘This room isn’t safe! …I won’t end up dying instead of helping, will I?’

“Do you think vil- Feng Jin is just here to be a flower vase?” Shi Sheng rolled her eyes at An Su.

“Have some backbone!”

‘You’re the FL, okay?! Even if the ML’s the one with all the cheats in the early stages, you don’t have to be such a coward!’

“Ghost-jiejie…” An Su was nearly in tears. “You’re a ghost—of course you’re not scared! But I’m a human ah!”

“Then why’d you come here in the first place?”

An Su made a crying face. “Probably… because I agreed to Qi Nian’s request in a moment of impulse.”

‘It’s already too late for me to regret it ah!’

Shi Sheng fell silent. ‘Yeah, that sounds about right. Many FLs agree in a moment of impulse, but somehow always manage to end up in a sorry state and implicate others along with them. A classic example of harming others without benefiting oneself.

Without making sure I have the ability to help first, I’d never make a decision that quickly.’