864, would you like to?

nergy inside and out. Did this female ghost regard me as one of her kind"You... do you still have any unfulfilled wishes" I tentatively asked.The female ghost cackled sinisterly upon hearing this —He...This man before me is tall and well-built. His features are strikingly handsome when his mask is removed.

And he is still the God King in the hearts of his people.

Under these circumstances, there won't be a shortage of people who admire him. I don't mind, but please don't come to harm me!

I'm such a delicate flower, am I not I can't possibly outmatch them with magic!

If I get scammed, or driven mad…

"How did you lose!" I stared at him.

"A delicate flower" Mu Wanchen couldn't help but show a hint of disdain when he heard my words, "You, with your willful and domineering personality, dare to call yourself a delicate flower"

"This is self-deprecation, do you understand Self-deprecation! I'm definitely not some delicate flower, those delicate flowers are your admirers! Look at them, they get a little jealous and want to kill each other, that's what truly means being willful and capricious! What am I I just say things out loud, have I harmed anyone" I said angrily.

Mu Wanchen frowned slightly: "If you had married earlier, these disturbances would have ended sooner. The Witch Clan has no queen, the God King has no wife, and not just individuals, many tribes are eyeing this position. How could I possibly control other people's thoughts"

"I...this...is still my problem, oh" I widened my eyes.

He shook his head helplessly: “A woman comes of age at fifteen. But in your environment, it’s not like that. You haven’t married, so some people harbor hopes of taking your place.”

"Rare..." I couldn't help but frown and mutter under my breath.

Mu Wanchen said lightly, "I know you don't care, so I won't force you. It's not good for the female Gu to have resentment in your heart. I'll just listen to you."

I... I think I spoke out of turn.

I don't really care about this position, I just —

I just want to be close to you.

This title doesn't appeal to me.

Mu Wanchen's attitude was very calm, he didn't get angry because I said the wrong thing.

"Get some rest." His tone seemed as if he were leaving.

If he were to turn and leave, where would I find him I have no way to reach him.

"You're living here As if we haven't slept together before..." I frowned, saying in a somewhat displeased tone.

"Then sleep." His tone was brooking no argument. He reached out and took my ribs in his hand, pulling me onto the bed and sitting me down.

"At daybreak, I'll continue to search for clues around here. If someone could make a whole house so confusing, there must be other methods at play. I'll take the opportunity to protect your home as well." He whispered.

“Oh… It’s already dawn, and there are still a bunch of school people coming to my house later for some promotional video shoot…” I burrowed deeper under the covers, clutching his arm tightly.

Mu Wanchen lay outside the moonlit bed, like a barrier, confining me to the innermost part. The west side was completely surrounded. I had never experienced such a sense of security.

Never would I be afraid at home. Not only at home, but even when I go out, I wouldn't be afraid of meeting bad people. What kind of person would want to take my life…

But now I'm suspicious and even my own room feels unsafe.

"It's all your fault! You're the culprit!" I gritted my teeth, clutching his arms tightly.

Mu Wanchen looked at me amusedly, actually staring at his face, I…I was a little out of temper.

People say that beauties who act cute can get anything they want. This person's looks... well, I think I'd believe pretty much anything they said.

This is typical of being completely overwhelmed, isn't it

My senior martial brother often tells me to look beyond a man's appearance and focus on his character. But the problem is, this guy's looks are so incredibly distracting, how am I supposed to calmly assess his inner qualities

"Then how will you, resent me while also holding onto me so tightly" He smiled faintly, looking down at me clinging to his arm.

"It's the female gu who wants to cling to her husband, I just don't want a stomachache!"

It's just as well the female Gu worm can't speak, otherwise, I'd be in deep trouble.

Mu Wanchen leaned over, one hand resting under his head and the other around my waist, pulling me closer.

We were breathing together, my head resting against his jawline. All I could see was the prominent Adam's apple and the faint outline of his collarbone.

"...That white paper figure, why is it so ugly It's even dragging a bloody red tongue. It's disgusting," I whispered.

His voice came from above: “The ghosts and gods in temples and Taoist shrines aren’t like this, are they Paper effigies of them must be based on the imaginations of ordinary people. It's impossible for them to reveal the true appearances of underworld officers, minor deities, or other spirits.”

"So this paper figure is imitating Bai Wuchang's image"

"Hmm."

"This is so ugly, I don't believe that real ghosts and gods look like this... What kind of aesthetic level..." I thought to myself about Mu Wanchen's master, wasn't the Emperor just the respected god of the underworld

Look at the usual paintings, murals, and statues. They all imagine the underworld deities as being shaped like human emperors. Each one has a stern expression and is accompanied by a large retinue of attendants and maidservants.

This is the image in the minds of ordinary people.

But look at the revered Master, under a solitary umbrella in the midst of the gloomy cold wind and rain, his figure ethereal and calm. Although it was only because the little junior wife worried about her apprentice that he reluctantly came to take a look, his presence was still full of immortal aura, awe-inspiring.

This is what a god truly looks like. Where are the vulgar emperor's hats, swords, and potbellies

Just now, that paper figure as well. As soon as Mu Wanchen mentioned it, I remembered the images of Bai Wu Chang and other ghost officers in temples and Taoist temples, all with ugly and fierce appearances.

"That spirit... I don't really remember what she looked like. I only remember hearing that the hot-headed, Little Brother Liang got dragged off and beaten by her. How could she come after me" I frowned.

"To say she's malicious, it's not quite right. She's probably just feeling resentful and wanted to scare you. Her guts...probably aren't that big yet." Mu Wanchen's tone was also rather displeased.

Dare you scare me

"The knife was almost slashing me, and you're still threatening me It almost got to my neck! And you were even coaxing me, saying something about me using myself to replace... hey, isn't this a spell too" I suddenly looked up.

His forehead slammed straight into his chin, causing him to frown slightly and mutter, "You have one good quality... being particularly well-timed... and knowing what not to say."

"Words have power. If you promise something, it creates a kind of unspoken agreement that can affect your future luck."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and brushed my hair behind my ear.

"What's with your hair here" He drew a strand of hair from his temple.

There, a small bunch had been cut by the blade of the white paper man, now cascading down his cheek.

If you don't look closely, you wouldn't notice anything unusual here.

But at such close proximity, he merely raised his hand and swept away the stray hairs.

"Oh! I almost forgot to say, the paper man got a few strands of my hair!" Thinking about it made me nervous again.

Among the mediums of witchcraft, skin and hair are the easiest to obtain.

Mu Wanchen sighed: "Sleep first, I'll go find her tomorrow."host as your wife."The muffled thumps from inside the coffin were startlingly clear in the night. The village official walked to the vermilion lacquered coffin and knelt down, muttering apologies.I'm...