The Ghost Insists on Giving Me a Beautiful and Powerful Wife! - Chapter 33.2

She dropped the rag and floated over to Yu Ruoyin, nervously looking at the still-sleeping Jiang Huaining: “Student Yu, why… why did you bring Boss Jiang down on your back?”

“To go to Yin City.”

“What?” Lu Qingzhen vigorously rubbed her ears, only then daring to confirm she hadn’t misheard: “You’re going to carry Boss Jiang on your back to Yin City? You… are you that timid? How can you be so insensitive to an unconscious person and not feel any sympathy for Boss Jiang? I truly misjudged you; you’re just a heartless girl, you…”

She burst open like a firecracker, her ceaseless mouth full of accusations against Yu Ruoyin, drawing everyone’s attention.

Zhuang Ciyue immediately ran over. She shielded Yu Ruoyin and pointed at Lu Qingzhen: “Hey, can you be more polite? Why is our Xiao Yu heartless?”

“Zhuang Ciyue.” Lu Qingzhen pointed at the unconscious Jiang Huaining: “Say that again while looking at Boss Jiang.”

“I’ll look and say it if I have to,” Zhuang Ciyue mumbled, but as soon as she shifted her gaze to Jiang Huaining, she suddenly changed her tune: “Xiao Yu, we can just go to Yin City. Jiang… Boss Jiang is still unconscious, and it’s not convenient for you to bring her…”

Yu Ruoyin heard her earnest persuasion, but unfortunately, she couldn’t take it in: “No.”

Yu Ruoyin’s refusal was firm. Nan He put down the wine bottle: “I’m not in a hurry. Maybe we shouldn’t go yet.”

Nan He was a good spirit, unwilling to trouble the person helping her.

However, on this matter, Lu Qingzhen and Yu Ruoyin were in tacit agreement, rejecting her in unison: “No way!”

Neither of them wanted Jiang Huaining to worry about Nan He’s matter anymore; this timing was just right.

Searching for a person isn’t the same as fighting Jade Puppets.

Lu Qingzhen held out her hand: “Leave Boss Jiang here, and you take Nan He yourself!”

“No.”

Yu Ruoyin stepped back, avoiding Lu Qingzhen’s outstretched hand.

It was hard for Lu Qingzhen not to get angry: “Bad girl, you!”

Before her temper could flare, Xia Yu’s weak voice drifted over: “Let her take Jiang Huaining. Otherwise, when Jiang Huaining wakes up and doesn’t see anyone, the one she goes crazy and hits might not be me. It might be you… Heh heh.”

Xia Yu’s voice sounded listless, but her malicious attitude was the same as always.

Lu Qingzhen had long since recovered. Now, her respect for Jiang Huaining was restored. Hearing Xia Yu mention Jiang Huaining, she didn’t hesitate to lean over and poke Xia Yu’s wound hard: “Boss Jiang hit you because you’re wicked! You’re scheming, plotting against me, plotting against Lotus Pearl, and plotting against the little girl. I’m not like you; my heart is with Boss Jiang.”

“Heh heh.” Xia Yu was sweating from the pain, but she wasn’t letting up: “Too bad the Boss’s heart is with that girl.”

Lu Qingzhen slapped Xia Yu suddenly: “You reminded me! Boss Jiang really must go with the little girl, but I don’t want to go to Yin City at all. The Four Spirits Shop still needs someone to watch it… Yin City shouldn’t be too dangerous. That spirit is quite formidable, but she looks a bit foolish. It seems she hasn’t improved much even after the spirit pact was undone…”

She analyzed seriously, then suddenly asked Zhuang Ciyue: “Hey, are you going with them?”

“Of course.” Zhuang Ciyue straightened her back, firmly supporting Yu Ruoyin: “Wherever Xiao Yu goes, I go.”

“Then…” Lu Qingzhen was about to agree with Zhuang Ciyue but suddenly remembered Zhuang Ciyue’s shortcoming and shook her head: “You don’t even have a bone brush; you’d be useless there.”

After needling Zhuang Ciyue, and without giving her time to react, she immediately turned her attention to Zhuang Huaishu: “Are you going?”

Zhuang Huaishu’s injuries were not fully healed; her left arm and left leg were wrapped in gauze.

She raised her injured arm: “Officer Lu.”

“Go on, go on. Your other hand is fine; you can still draw infernal art,” Lu Qingzhen ignored Zhuang Huaishu’s hand and immediately made a decision: “It’s just searching for someone. You won’t necessarily run into fierce ghosts. You going provides an extra layer of assurance, hmm…”

The more Lu Qingzhen thought about it, the more right she felt, completely disregarding Zhuang Huaishu’s wishes.

Her attention returned to Jiang Huaining. Looking at Jiang Huaining, who was on Yu Ruoyin’s back, something still didn’t seem right: “Like this… Boss Jiang must be so uncomfortable.”

Lu Qingzhen thought of something, then gently pushed the staircase.

The staircase rotated in one direction, a circular pit appeared in the floor, and a new staircase leading underground was revealed.

It was only then that Yu Ruoyin and the others realized the Four Spirits Shop had more than three floors; it also had a basement.

“Student Xiao Yu, wait for me.”

Lu Qingzhen didn’t use the stairs; she floated directly into the basement.

Yu Ruoyin didn’t know what Lu Qingzhen was planning, but as long as Lu Qingzhen didn’t stop her from taking Jiang Huaining, she could listen to her on other matters, especially since she still needed her help.

Zhuang Huaishu was not pleased with Lu Qingzhen’s arrangements.

Xia Yu was also dissatisfied. She sneered: “Lu Qingzhen is quite the organizer. The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled are all accounted for.”

“Heh heh.” Zhuang Huaishu was able to turn the gentle girl Zhuang Ciyue into someone with such a short temper in just three years, so she herself couldn’t possibly be of good temper. Lu Qingzhen’s arrangement was bad, but Xia Yu’s words were even worse: “Lord Xia, according to you, should I be categorized as ‘old’ or ‘disabled’?”

“Both.”

Xia Yu curled her lips, unreservedly.

Seeing that they seemed about to argue, Nan He scurried between them: “Old, I should be ‘old’.”

She thought they were arguing over uneven distribution. After pointing to herself, she pointed to Yu Ruoyin and Zhuang Ciyue: “‘Weak’.”

Yu Ruoyin had a very bad feeling. Sure enough, Nan He pointed to Jiang Huaining next: “‘Sick’.”

She clearly let out a sigh of relief after pointing to Jiang Huaining, and then specially said to Zhuang Huaishu: “You can just take the ‘disabled’ spot.”

“…”

Yu Ruoyin also felt Nan He should take the ‘old’ spot.

‘Old’ as in senile.

Zhuang Huaishu was silent for a long time, pressing her throbbing temples: “I’ll go with you after all.”

Hearing Zhuang Huaishu agree to go, Zhuang Ciyue excitedly jumped to her side: “Grandaunt really is worried about me! I’ll go find a wheelchair right now.”

“The wheelchair is here!”

Lu Qingzhen’s voice came from the basement. She really did emerge carrying a wheelchair.

Compared to the wheelchair, the object in her other hand was more eye-catching.

A coffin.

Lu Qingzhen had actually brought out a black lacquered coffin. Under the astonished gaze of the others, she tossed the wheelchair to Zhuang Ciyue and placed the coffin in front of Yu Ruoyin, eagerly saying: “Put Boss Jiang in this. This was something a royal family traded here a long time ago. It’s thousand-year-old black sinking wood, full of yin energy and surrounded by spiritual qi. I just tried it, and it’s extremely comfortable to lie in. Put Boss Jiang inside, and then you carry the coffin. That way, she can rest more comfortably. It’s a bit heavy, but as a good-hearted little girl, you must be willing to put in the effort, right?”

“Okay.” Yu Ruoyin hastily agreed, but then suddenly carried Jiang Huaining upstairs again.

Lu Qingzhen blinked her ghostly eyes: “She’s not regretting it now, is she, and deciding not to take Boss Jiang out?”

Zhuang Ciyue stared at the coffin, hesitantly opening her mouth: “I think I need to remind you, Boss Jiang doesn’t seem to be a ghost. It might be comfortable for you to lie in a coffin, but maybe not for her.”

“No way.” Lu Qingzhen thought her idea was excellent: “Yin energy is no help to Boss Jiang, but there’s spiritual qi in the black sinking wood, and it’s very cool! Aren’t you living people all afraid of the heat? And the weather outside right now…”

Before she finished speaking, Yu Ruoyin had already come downstairs with Jiang Huaining on her back, now holding a blanket and a thin quilt.

Yu Ruoyin placed the folded blanket inside first, then put Jiang Huaining in, and carefully covered her with the folded thin quilt.

Lu Qingzhen looked on with satisfaction: “Still has a little conscience.”

Zhuang Ciyue and Zhuang Huaishu’s eyes rolled into blackness again: “This… might not be appropriate.”

Lu Qingzhen ignored what they were saying. She immediately went to close the coffin lid, but Yu Ruoyin grabbed her wrist: “Qingzhen-jie, there’s no oxygen in the coffin.”

“She doesn’t need it.”

That being said, Lu Qingzhen still carved a crack in the coffin lid.

After closing the coffin, Lu Qingzhen tied a rope around the middle to secure the coffin, and then fastened it to Yu Ruoyin’s shoulders. The bottom of the coffin was just slightly above Yu Ruoyin’s back knees, and the top of the coffin was quite a bit taller than Yu Ruoyin, but it wouldn’t obstruct her walking—provided she had enough strength.

Lu Qingzhen knew how heavy the black sinking wood was.

She tentatively let go and, seeing Yu Ruoyin sway slightly, quickly encouraged her: “Student Xiao Yu, you have to believe you can do it!”

“Mhm.”

It was indeed very heavy. Yu Ruoyin definitely couldn’t have carried it before, but things were different now.

And she had a reason why she must carry it.

She also felt that lying down like this would be more comfortable for Jiang Huaining.

Yu Ruoyin steadily shouldered the coffin, and Lu Qingzhen finally let go completely. She looked at Yu Ruoyin, who had adopted her suggestion, with much more approval: “Not bad, not bad. You still have some strength. You can set off now.”

Since everything was going according to her plan, Lu Qingzhen naturally no longer objected.

Yu Ruoyin, however, did not leave immediately: “Qingzhen-jie, we’re friends, right?”

Lu Qingzhen pursed her lips: “Barely.”

“Lend me some of your blood.”

“Huh?”

Yu Ruoyin took out a new box of Cloud Zither Sand, opened the box, and held it out in front of Lu Qingzhen: “I need to draw an Infernal Suppression Talisman. I only need a little; it won’t deplete too much of your power.”

“I’d be willing to share my power with you. I can quickly recover a replicated portion…” Lu Qingzhen looked at Yu Ruoyin suspiciously: “You can draw talismans now?”

“Yes.”

Yu Ruoyin showed the finished Borrowing Infernal Talisman to Lu Qingzhen. Although the pale cyan chains were short, they were a symbol that the talisman possessed power.

Seeing the finished Borrowing Infernal Talisman, Lu Qingzhen held out her hand without another word.

She used ghostly power to tear open her wrist, and dark red liquid seeped out drop by drop: “Take it, take it all!”

Lu Qingzhen’s wrist hurt, but her ghostly face was beaming foolishly: “You’re really developing your skills! Good news, good news. This will save Boss Jiang some worry.”

“Qingzhen-jie, that’s enough.”

Yu Ruoyin hurriedly covered Lu Qingzhen’s wound, signaling her to heal it.

Lu Qingzhen waved her hand: “This is barely any blood! Not enough, not enough. As long as you can become stronger, I’m willing to give as much blood as you need!”

According to the book, a soul has no blood. It takes a hundred years for a ghost to nurture a single drop of blood. Ghost blood has miraculous effects: it can be used in talismans and can vitalize flesh, making it extremely precious. Based on Lu Qingzhen’s seniority, she had a significant amount of ghost blood, but it wasn’t inexhaustible, especially since she might have suffered previous losses.

Her generosity in giving Yu Ruoyin blood made Yu Ruoyin, who had decided to ask her for it, feel a little embarrassed.

People are complex, and so are ghosts.

Lu Qingzhen was indeed sometimes unpleasant to her, but as long as she was devoted to Jiang Huaining, she was very kind.

Jiang Huaining was not lacking in people who cared for her.

Yu Ruoyin’s touched heart suddenly grew cold: “That’s enough.”

The slightly cold voice pierced Lu Qingzhen’s heart, and she was startled. She instinctively pulled her hand back.

For a moment just now, she was actually intimidated by Yu Ruoyin.

Lu Qingzhen carefully looked at Yu Ruoyin. Yu Ruoyin still looked soft and easily bullied. She lowered her head and whispered, “Qingzhen-jie, we’re leaving.”

She turned and left. Lu Qingzhen waved her hand, but before she could say goodbye, the person carrying the coffin had already walked out the door.

The more Lu Qingzhen thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She walked over to Xia Yu, the only one in the shop who was breathing: “Xia Yu, don’t you think she’s acting a little strange?”

Xia Yu stared at her and coldly uttered a single sentence: “I think you’re the one who’s strange.”

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