Chapter 90: Might As Well Just Strangle You
Arriving in a new environment, Nan Yuanman felt a bit uneasy but also a little excited.
She opened the small coffin and released Old Master Nan, Xiao Cao, and Zhuang Zhuang.
As soon as Old Master Nan came out, he began sniffing around everywhere to explore the environment, while Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang curiously climbed onto the vanity table to look around.
Nan Yuanman followed behind Old Master Nan’s buttocks, running after him and occasionally reaching out her little hand to snatch toys from his grasp. The little girl had a very good temper: “Grandpa, you can’t eat this one, and you can’t eat that one either…”
Gou Dan sat quietly on the sofa, his gaze following the little figures in the room, while the vengeful ghost squatted beside him like a mushroom, feeling emo.
The vengeful ghost seemed to have already accepted the fact of his own death. With a dejected face, he looked up at Gou Dan and asked, “Brother, how did you die?”
Before Gou Dan could speak, he answered himself: “Looking at you, you must have died pretty miserably too, just like me…”
Gou Dan glanced at him and said indifferently, “I’m not dead. I’m still alive.”
A question mark slowly popped up above the vengeful ghost’s head.
You’ve already sat at the same table with me, and you’re not dead yet?
Gou Dan: “I’m a living soul.”
Vengeful ghost: “…”
The vengeful ghost became even more emo, but less than half a second later, he looked up and saw Old Master Nan charging toward him with drool flowing. The vengeful ghost let out a miserable scream, jumped up, and ran.
Nan Yuanman chased after him, shouting as she ran: “Grandpa! You can’t eat that either! That uncle is a good person!”
Gou Dan looked at the chaotic room and let out a long sigh, feeling slightly more at ease in his heart.
He had thought that today’s incident with the Jiang family would affect the little girl, but seeing her lively and bouncing around like this, the impact should be minimal.
However…
He really did need to find a way to remember the past and return to his body.
Otherwise…
Gou Dan looked at his hand, recalling how the Jiang family had bullied Nan Yuanman today when no adults were around, and his thin lips pursed slightly.
He wanted to protect the little girl but had no way to do it.
While Gou Dan was thinking about whether to go find that young man from today to ask more in depth, Nan Yuanman came running over laughing loudly and pulled him into the chasing game together.
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At that moment, Feng Yuli, who was showering in the bathroom, suddenly felt a strong sensation of being watched. His hand applying body wash paused slightly, and his heart felt a bit cold.
Feng Yuli kept a calm expression, pretending not to notice anything, rinsed off the body wash at an extremely fast speed, put on a bathrobe, and strode out.
He picked up the talisman on the table and suddenly turned his head to look behind him, but that watched feeling had disappeared again.
Feng Yuli frowned slightly and carefully inspected the entire room. There was nothing, no ghosts either.
It should be an illusion.
Feng Yuli, slightly fatigued, pinched the space between his eyebrows. He shouldn’t have curiously joined Feng Langqing in fooling around today; seeing ghosts had made him a bit paranoid too.
He put the talisman into the pocket of his bathrobe, took a towel to wipe his dripping hair, completely unaware that right behind his head, a bloody head was pressed tightly against it.
The head’s expression was extremely excited. Silently and soundlessly, it wrapped Feng Yuli with ghost power, desperately squeezing its own head into Feng Yuli’s.
He was 100% sure that this person could see him, so he must be someone with extremely low luck—perfect to be his substitute.
He had already suffered enough, the painful days of constantly looping death in the same spot for thousands upon thousands of days.
On the other side, after playing around with Old Master Nan for a while and expending her energy, Nan Yuanman also took a bath and changed into the little pig pajamas that Feng Langqing had prepared for her.
She habitually stuffed Xiao Hong into her pocket, instructed Old Master Nan not to run around, and da-da-da ran out of the room, wanting to find Feng Yuli to eat together.
As soon as Nan Yuanman stepped out of the room, she caught sight of the eerie ghost energy spilling out from the third floor. Her small face instantly became extremely serious, and she ran upstairs at extreme speed.
Feng Yuli only felt his head chilling uncomfortably, but he didn’t pay it any mind, thinking it was because the air conditioner was set too low and he had just washed his hair.
Just as he was about to go pour a glass of water, his vision suddenly blurred, and in the haze, he seemed to see the bloody figures of his parents who had died from being caught in the battlefield.
Feng Yuli froze for a moment: “Dad… Mom?”
Had he just… seen his parents’ souls?
Those two bloody, familiar yet strange figures silently watched him, then turned and floated outward. Feng Yuli subconsciously stepped forward to follow, trailing them step by step to the balcony of the room.
Vaguely in his ears came a bewitching voice: “Jump down. As long as you jump, you can be with your parents forever…”
Those two figures also stood on the railing, constantly beckoning to Feng Yuli.
Feng Yuli looked at them and, as if possessed, lifted his foot. Just as he was about to step onto the railing, the room door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and a childish yet stern voice rang out: “Heaven and Earth Mysterious Sect, root of all qi, four spirits heavenly lamp, six Jia six Ding, aid me to extinguish essence, demons and ghouls vanish form! Destroy!”
“Ahhhhhhh—!”
A scream rang out, and Feng Yuli suddenly felt his occiput heat up. His muddled brain instantly cleared.
Once clear-headed, he realized that one of his feet was already on the balcony railing.
Feng Yuli: “!!!”
He hastily withdrew his foot from the railing with lingering fear. Nan Yuanman urgently came to his side: “Big brother, are you okay?”
Feng Yuli shook his head: “I’m fine. What just happened to me?”
“You were just possessed by an evil ghost who died unnaturally. He almost bewitched you into being his substitute, but it’s okay, I’ve already killed him.” Nan Yuanman was still holding the copper coin sword in her hand and looked at Feng Yuli carefully with some confusion.
“But… normally speaking, you shouldn’t have been possessed by an evil ghost.”
Feng Yuli had a noble destiny and great merit on him. Apart from some hardships in his early years, the second half of his life was almost a smooth and wealthy fate.
The three flames on his body were also extremely strong. When she gave him and Feng Langqing the ox eyeball tears to see ghosts, she had used talismans to isolate them. Under this layered protection, Feng Yuli shouldn’t have been possessed by a ghost.
But just now, she had clearly seen that the one possessing Feng Yuli was indeed an evil ghost.
Feng Yuli: “It was probably just an accident.”
He squatted in front of Nan Yuanman and said seriously and gratefully, “Yuanman, thank you for saving me just now. Without you, I might have really jumped.”
“You’re welcome.” The little girl was stunned for a moment, then spoke a bit shyly.
Feng Yuli couldn’t help but rub her head and took her hand to leave the room, bringing her downstairs to eat.
The first night at Feng Family Manor passed peacefully.
The next morning, when Nan Yuanman got up, washed up, and went downstairs, Feng Yuli was already awake, and the butler A You was setting out breakfast.
Feng Yuli greeted her with a smile: “Yuanman, good morning. Did you sleep well last night?”
Nan Yuanman was still a bit groggy, but she instantly woke up upon seeing Feng Yuli and gave him a sweet smile: “Good morning, big brother. Good morning, butler brother.”
A You couldn’t resist Nan Yuanman’s smile at all and replied in a clipped voice: “Aww~ Good morning, miss.”
“I’ve prepared breakfast, miss, come eat quickly.”
“Okay.”
Nan Yuanman walked over in her little slippers, pattering along. Feng Yuli put down the newspaper in his hand and sat down with her.
Nan Yuanman sat on her special little stool and looked around left and right, asking puzzledly: “Big brother, where’s third brother? He hasn’t woken up yet?”
“No, according to his biological clock, he won’t wake up until 2 p.m.” Feng Yuli ladled a bowl of eight-treasure porridge for Nan Yuanman and placed it in front of her: “Later, I’ll go to the hospital with you. The young man who was sent to the hospital yesterday happens to be at Wanhe Hospital too.”
Nan Yuanman nodded obediently: “Okay.”
After finishing breakfast, the two set off together for Wanhe Hospital.
Feng Yuli brought Nan Yuanman to the hospital room of the young man who had been possessed by the vengeful ghost last night. As they approached the room, they heard an elderly complaining voice from inside: “What use is raising you this big? Your mom should have just strangled you to death when she gave birth to you!”
“You can’t even do a simple job right, and now you’ve gotten yourself into the hospital. Great, hundreds of yuan gone again!”
The vengeful ghost floating at Nan Yuanman’s side heard this voice, and his originally emo expression suddenly changed drastically. His grievance erupted fiercely, and he instantly lost control and rushed into the hospital room.
Nan Yuanman: “!!!”
