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"You have to endure it, whether you like it or not!" Yan Kongyue walked up to Lin Zhuo and waved her hand. "Lower your head! Why are you so tall?"
Lin Zhuo, unsure of her intentions, complied and lowered his head.
"Close your eyes!" Yan Kongyue rubbed her thumb over Lin Zhuo's left eye. "Hmm, the skin is quite nice, but you have some dark circles!"
Lin Zhuo remained silent.
"Now it's your turn!" Yan Kongyue moved on to Gu Yan, applying the same treatment to his left eye.
Gu Yan felt a cool sensation on his eyelid.
"Huh? Is that it? I don’t have to lower my head?"
"What do you think?" Yan Kongyue replied, not wanting to waste time with him. He was short and talkative.
Gu Yan glanced at Lin Zhuo and then at himself, muttering, "It’s not that different!"
"If you're scared, cover your left eye. If you want to see a ghost, cover your right eye. Got it?"
"Oh oh oh!"
Xie Bian, dressed in modern attire, hid in the shadows of the room's corner. He dared not move while Yan Kongyue remained silent.
"Xie Bian, come here!" As she spoke, Yan Kongyue winked at him, and Xie Bian understood immediately.
Lin Zhuo and Gu Yan followed Yan Kongyue's gaze as a tall figure drifted from the dark corner. The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.
Is he... Wuchang? Gu Yan alternated between covering his left eye and his right eye before finally confirming that there was indeed a ghost in front of them—Wuchang.
Lin Zhuo also noticed that Wuchang wasn't walking; he was hovering more than a foot above the ground.
The moment Xie Bian appeared, he changed out of his modern clothes into traditional attire and held a crying sorcerer's staff in his hand.
Even He Bin, who had been peeking from his backpack, was so frightened that he burrowed back into the bottle.
"Xie Bian, did you come up here earlier today?"
"No!" Xie Bian obediently stood beside Yan Kongyue.
"Did Gui Chai come to take away any ghosts that were executed by slow slicing?"
Xie Bian hesitated for a moment but firmly replied, "No!" He knew better than to speak carelessly; he was well aware of Yan Kongyue's capabilities.
"Have you all been playing games again?"
Gu Yan's gaze, which had just shifted away from Wuchang, returned with a mix of fear and surprise. One trembling hand instinctively covered his right eye, confirming that Wuchang was still standing across from him. But what was the deal with Difu and Gui Chai playing games?
Xie Bian rubbed his nose and asked, "What happened?" He cleverly changed the subject.
However, Yan Kongyue shot him a glare and briefly explained the situation at the crime scene.
Lin Zhuo was fully focused on the case; he understood the conversation between Yan Kongyue and Xie Bian.
So, the soul of the deceased really had vanished?
That's right! Yan Kongyue's brows furrowed slightly in concern.
Gu Yan felt a chill surge up his spine, reaching all the way to the crown of his head.
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