The Ghost Insists on Giving Me a Beautiful and Powerful Wife! - Chapter 26.2

Yu Ruoyin didn’t argue with Xia Yu. She cautiously closed the door for Jiang Huaining, went back to her room to grab the book, and then went downstairs.

The Four Spirits Shop had been tidied up. The muddy flesh and fresh blood from last night had been thoroughly cleaned. Sang Qian and He Meijie’s bodies were gone. Zhuang Huaishu was still recovering from his injuries. Downstairs, Lu Qingzhen was inhaling joss sticks, and Zhuang Ciyue was eating. Seeing her come down, Zhuang Ciyue immediately waved: “Little Yu, time to eat!”

Lu Qingzhen also waved like her: “Little Yu, come on over!”

Yu Ruoyin just then remembered that Lu Qingzhen had called her that last night, probably having learned it from Zhuang Ciyue.

Yu Ruoyin walked over and sat down next to Zhuang Ciyue: “Where are Sang Qian and He Meijie’s bodies?”

Lu Qingzhen contentedly hugged the joss sticks and inhaled deeply: “Handed over to Ruo Yan. She’ll take care of the funeral arrangements.”

“You…” Yu Ruoyin found the scene a bit strange: “Sister Qingzhen, where did you get the joss sticks?”

Lu Qingzhen pointed to Zhuang Ciyue: “She gave them to me.”

No wonder they could eat at the same table after a night had passed. So, Zhuang Ciyue had bribed Lu Qingzhen.

Zhuang Ciyue was also fickle. Last night she was still disgusted with Lu Qingzhen, and today she was already offering joss sticks.

Yu Ruoyin was distracted by these thoughts and took a big bite of her bun.

Suddenly, a pungent smell of alcohol spread through the shop. Xia Yu, who had just disappeared from her sight, suddenly popped out from behind the counter, holding several different kinds of baijiu (white liquor).

“Aunt Ning said not to let you drink…”

Xia Yu rolled her eyes at her, disregarded the warning, and took a swig of the liquor. Her slightly red face showed intense disgust: “Mind your own business. If you truly care about her, then become useful.”

Jiang Huaining was in a deep sleep, and Xia Yu had returned to her alcoholic mode.

Yu Ruoyin shrank her head and ignored Xia Yu.

She was already afraid of Xia Yu, and one reminder was her limit.

“Tsk.” Lu Qingzhen leisurely inhaled her joss sticks: “Little Yu, ignore her. If she drinks herself to death, we can set off firecrackers to celebrate. Oh, right! I forgot to ask you, did Boss Jiang tell the King of the Underworld about me moving in?”

“No…”

“Ah!” Lu Qingzhen jumped up from her chair in a panic.

Xia Yu: “I already informed the King of the Underworld last night.”

“You!” Lu Qingzhen circled around Xia Yu, staring at her unblinkingly.

Xia Yu was uncharacteristically awkward. She turned her head: “Why are you looking at me? Jiang Huaining is my boss, after all. Would I not do what she told me to?”

“You would. You always used to go against Boss Jiang,” Lu Qingzhen circled Xia Yu very seriously and grabbed the liquor bottle in her hand: “Xia Yu, this is unlike you.”

Xia Yu forcefully pulled the bottle back and said impatiently: “How much do you even know about me?”

“That’s true too!” Lu Qingzhen didn’t mind the aloofness in her words. Instead, she nodded seriously: “I really don’t know much about you. I’m a little more familiar with Qiu Luo among you Four Spirits!”

Lu Qingzhen probably really liked Qiu Luo; she became quite excited mentioning her.

She nervously rubbed her hands: “I really hope summer passes quickly!”

Xia Yu’s face darkened: “She won’t remember you.”

“Lack of memory doesn’t change her personality, does it? I know she’s gentler than you and easier to get along with, that’s enough,” Xia Yu remained silent. Lu Qingzhen suddenly clapped excitedly: “She inherits your memories, right? Why wouldn’t she remember me?”

“Only three months’ worth.”

“Three months is enough,” Lu Qingzhen deliberately brought her face close to Xia Yu’s eyes, saying with a cheerful smile: “Qiu Luo, Qiu Luo, I’m Lu Qingzhen. I’m the bridge between the Four Spirits Shop and the Underworld. I’m your best friend, you…”

Xia Yu coldly pushed her away: “So noisy.”

Yu Ruoyin noticed that Lu Qingzhen couldn’t physically win against Xia Yu, but she never lost a verbal argument.

She made Xia Yu suppress a belly full of anger, while she herself happily walked back to continue inhaling her joss sticks.

Yu Ruoyin found it hard not to admire Lu Qingzhen. Her courage was enough for her to learn for a lifetime.

Zhuang Ciyue blinked curiously: “What Four Spirits? What is ‘only three months’ of memory’? Aren’t they all just employees of the Four Spirits Shop?”

Only a few people knew the secret of the Four Spirits’ replacement. Even though Zhuang Ciyue had been to the Four Spirits Shop, she hadn’t learned more details.

Most of the rumors she knew came from Zhuang Huaishu, which probably wasn’t much different from what Yan Xihong knew, possibly even less.

Just as Yu Ruoyin was about to tell Zhuang Ciyue, Lu Qingzhen suddenly looked up and laughed mischievously: “Zhuang Ciyue, knowing the secret of the Four Spirits Shop will get you silenced.”

Her crimson eyes flickered, and black mist billowed around her, making her genuinely frightening.

Zhuang Ciyue wasn’t afraid of ghosts, but she was afraid of the Four Spirits Shop: “I don’t want to hear it.”

She covered one ear with a hand and reached out to cover Yu Ruoyin’s mouth with the other.

Lu Qingzhen grabbed the hand reaching for Yu Ruoyin and laughed so hard she nearly fell off her chair: “Hahaha, aren’t you a Spirit Painter? Why are you such a coward? You don’t want to hear, but I insist on telling you! The employees of the Four Spirits Shop are the guardian spirits of the four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. They have a cooperative relationship with our Underworld. Their memories only last for three months. After three months, they only remember Boss Jiang and the other three spirits. However, for the convenience of guarding the seasons, they will inherit the memory of the previous spirit on duty, but of course, only three months of memory. But Xia Yu’s memory is fixed; she won’t forget.”

Yu Ruoyin nodded: “Aunt Ning said the same thing.”

Zhuang Ciyue found it strange: “Why do you always call that adult ‘Aunt’? You’ll make her sound old! Actually, ‘Darling,’ ‘Sweetheart,’ all sound very nice! You can even be more nauseating, like ‘Dear Sweetheart,’ ‘My Most Beloved’…”

“Sister Yue!” Yu Ruoyin raised her hand, scrambling to cover Zhuang Ciyue’s mouth, afraid of hearing any more outrageous titles from her.

Lu Qingzhen beat her to it and pulled Zhuang Ciyue away, saying excitedly: “A kindred spirit!”

One was talkative, the other was noisy. When they were together, the noise could tear the roof off. It wasn’t that she disliked it, but she needed to study now.

Yu Ruoyin quietly backed away a little, lowered her head, and continued to read the Witch Painter Secret Order.

The cultivation method of a Witch Painter was different from Spirit Painting or Yin Painting. She needed to enhance her own spiritual energy and forcefully replicate, even possess, the opponent’s power through the Secret Order. The book recorded various talismans used by Witch Painters to store different powers: a sword and a knife for beginners, and advanced ones for demon power and ghost power.

Yu Ruoyin could only try to look at the basic diagrams. She slowly traced the diagrams from the book onto the table with her finger. The learning process was very slow.

“Help them, you must help them, you must…”

Jiang Huaining’s voice echoed in her ears again. Yu Ruoyin abruptly closed the book, rubbed the red jade fruit, and released the twin sisters.

Jiang Huaining had said that ghosts couldn’t sense what was happening outside, but the twin sisters yesterday sensed Zhuang Suping’s aura, suggesting their power was quite unusual. Of course, it could also be that hatred was driving them.

The younger sister said Zhuang Suping killed her elder sister and scattered her soul, but the elder sister had always been with her. Did she have two sisters?

The twin sisters’ emotions hadn’t withdrawn from the hatred. They clenched their fists, and blood welled up in their crimson eyes: “Kill! Kill the evil Daoist!”

“He’s already dead. If you want revenge…” Yu Ruoyin paused. She looked closely at the two sisters and only now realized that the clothing of the twins seemed different from theirs, seemingly not from this era. The pleated skirt with a waistband was somewhat ancient in style. The wide sleeves were torn and ragged, hanging on their bodies, exposing their arms. Other parts also showed varying degrees of damage. Because it was so tattered, Yu Ruoyin hadn’t noticed the style of the clothes before, only that it was a skirt.

This wasn’t right.

Judging from the clothes, they were at least several hundred years apart from Zhuang Suping, so it was impossible for them to have known each other.

Yu Ruoyin changed her approach: “Are you sure that evil Daoist is your enemy?”

“Enemy… enemy…” The younger sister lowered her gaze, her fists tightly clenched: “Sister, Sister…”

With every call, her soul became more transparent, seemingly about to dissipate.

Yu Ruoyin froze: “Sister Qingzhen, this…”

“Her soul seems a little off.”

Yu Ruoyin also noticed it, but the problem was that she hadn’t even asked anything, and the younger twin sister was about to disappear. What should she do?

Yu Ruoyin hurried to look at the elder twin sister: “You don’t care about your…”

She originally wanted the elder sister to stop the younger one, but she strangely found that as the younger sister’s soul disappeared, the elder sister’s soul became more substantial. Yu Ruoyin suddenly realized something important: since they met, the elder sister hadn’t said a single word, and her expression was always rigid, just… like a fake ghost.

She pointed to the elder sister: “Sister Qingzhen, that elder sister is also not right.”

Lu Qingzhen took out her Underworld Tablet, took a deep breath, and rushed towards the two ghosts.

The Underworld Tablet instantly shone with dazzling light, enveloping the two sisters. However, in an instant, the situation was reversed. The younger sister’s soul became more substantial, while the elder sister completely vanished in an extremely short time, leaving no trace.

After only one soul remained, the crimson in the younger sister’s eyes slowly faded, and her voice changed: “He is not my enemy.”

Yu Ruoyin walked forward two steps, tightly clutching the Witch Painter Secret Order: “What… what’s your name?”

“Gou Nanchun…”

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