Chapter 241 : Petty Ghosts are Hard to Deal With 23 (2/2)

“I have a space. A space, you know? Like the things that can fit a ton of stuff in novels.”

Feng Jin’s lips twitched. ‘Has her chuunibyou relapsed?’

Shi Sheng paused, before continuing in a much darker tone, “En… You wouldn’t kill me to steal my space out of jealousy, would you?”

Feng Jin didn’t know what kind of expression he should be making. “Well, you’d have to tell me what your space’s medium is first—otherwise, how would I steal it?”

Although he didn’t have a space, he’d seen records of it in his clan. Normally, spaces would have an item that served as a medium, and there were some mediums that would fuse with their owners when they acknowledged a master. The space would disappear when the owner died, so it couldn’t be stolen.

A space sounded tempting, but to the current Feng Jin, it wasn’t as tempting as the woman in front of him.

“I suppose so.” Shi Sheng nodded. “Then I’ll tell you once you’ve been slept by me.”

‘“…once you’ve been slept by me.”

This woman and her ridiculous words…’

Feng Jin’s heart, which had been calm for many years with nary a ripple, was currently surging and building up towards a storm. He lightly sighed.

The last two participants were eliminated by Shi Sheng using the same method.

“And we’re done!” Shi Sheng tossed the badges to Feng Jin. “Come on, praise me! Wasn’t I great?”

Feng Jin was helpless. “En, you were great.”

‘You didn’t even fight them, what was so great about that? Great at underhanded tricks?’ Feng Jin was already visualising the reactions of the people outside…

‘Forget it. Even if they all attack, I’ll still protect her.’

Snatching the badges didn’t mean things were over; they still had to exterminate whatever was haunting the mansion.

All this while, Shi Sheng hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary apart from the creepy atmosphere and messy surroundings.

“Let’s check out the back.” Feng Jin pulled her to the back courtyard of the mansion. This courtyard wasn’t as dark, but the light here was only enough to make out some vague silhouettes.

Whoo—sh—

A gust of cold wind of unknown origin blew over and caused the cluttered scraps in the yard to creak. Shi Sheng’s brow furrowed before she drew her sword and brought it down on a pile of scrap.

“Ah!” A sudden shriek arose from the pile and a white figure shot out.

Shi Sheng changed directions to swing at them.

“Big Sis, help! Big Sis, save me!” A childish voice rang out in the courtyard.

A black figure shot out from the room off to the side and lunged over to block the white figure with her body.

“Ning Ying, you’re… back.” A somewhat hesitant and nervous voice made Shi Sheng stay her hand. Her sword stopped just shy of the woman who had appeared.

Shi Sheng examined her. The woman was wearing a bright red wedding dress. Yes, like the type used for weddings in ancient times.

Her features were hidden in the dark, so Shi Sheng couldn’t really make them out. “You know me?”

“Second Sis…” The white shadow behind the woman peeked out and asked with a bit of uncertainty, “Big Sis, is it Second Sis?”

The woman ruffled his hair and replied with a less nervous, but more doubtful tone, “It’s her.”

The child immediately came out from behind the woman. “Second Sis! Second Sis! It’s me, Xiaoyan! I really missed you!”

‘Xiaoyan…’ Images flashed in Shi Sheng’s mind, vanishing before she could get a good grasp on them.

Shi Sheng kept her sword. “You two really know me?”

“Second Sis… what’s with you?” Xiaoyan timidly tried to approach her, but was held back by the woman. “Big Sis, that’s Second Sis! Why are you holding me back?”

“How much do you remember?” The woman didn’t release Xiaoyan, instead directing a question at Shi Sheng.