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Chapter 14 Humans and ghosts are destined to be apart, young lady!

Sikong Yan felt he should refuse, but at this moment, he couldn't.

As Xu Qingling continued to hand him the bank card, he hurriedly took it, as if grasping at the last straw.

He said, "Miss, thank you so much, thank you so much. This ginseng is really important to me."

After swiping his card, Sikong Yan accepted the ginseng with both hands and carefully placed it away.

"Don't pull away this red string, or the ginseng will run away," the old man warned.

"well."

After Sikong Yan bought the 500-year-old ginseng, Xu Qingling said, "I'll take the rest of the ginseng."

The old man became a little scared again. Did this mean they were going to take him in as well?

Probably, no.

In the end, Xu Qingling bought all seven or eight ginseng roots from other years at the old man's stall.

She thought this was a good thing, and that she might be able to use it in the future.

Grandpa once said that she was like a little hamster, always hoarding things, and would hoard a lot of anything she thought was useful.

However, although Grandpa complained, he always indulged her in all her behavior.

After selling the ginseng, the old man gave Xu Qingling one last deep look. Then, after Xu Qingling and Sikong Yan turned around, he ran off without even packing up his stall. He disappeared in no time. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought someone was chasing him.

Sikong Yan watched the old man disappear in the blink of an eye and muttered, "Why did he run so fast? Was he in a hurry to go back? But, although the old man's hair and beard are all white, he is still quite agile."

Heartbroken, the ginseng, over 2000 years old, desperately tried to burrow into the ground and run away: "If my legs weren't so nimble, I'd be eaten long ago." That girl, with her two meaningful questions and that look in her eyes, clearly wanted to devour him. Waaah, he'd better run. Sigh, I really don't understand people and ghosts. He's over 2000 years old, an ancestor among elders, and his flesh is too tough; it really won't taste good.

After muttering to themselves, Sikong Yan and Xu Qingling continued their stroll.

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay you back."

“Tell me where your grave is, and I will definitely burn it for you, but... but it will have to be done in installments..." Sikong Yan said with a hint of sarcasm.

Paying it all at once might be impossible, but even if it's in installments, he'll definitely pay it off in full.

Sikong Yan sighed, this female ghost was truly beautiful inside and out; she was the most beautiful and kindest female ghost he had ever met.

Xu Qingling: Thank you for the invitation. I'm not dead yet, so there's no grave for me. You don't need to burn paper money at my grave.

"No rush. Maybe we'll meet again in the future. We'll pay back the money eventually."

"Oh, okay, sure." Sikong Yan replied, but scratched his head, wondering if they would meet again in the future.
Just then, Sikong Yan, who had watched some horror movies, suddenly widened his eyes.

Could it be that this female ghost has taken a liking to him and wants to have a romantic relationship with him? Is that why she's helping him like this?
Then I thought of the young lady's black and gold bank card.

Is the young lady thinking about having a romance with him, or is she just after his handsome body and wants to keep him as a sugar daddy?

Sikong Yan was inwardly crying. Although the young lady was very beautiful, kind, and helpful, she was still a ghost.

Humans and ghosts are destined to be apart, young lady!

Besides, I'm only 17 years old, I'm still a minor!

Well, if the girl really likes him, then he should just go along with it, but he must wait until he's an adult.

He will be 7 months and 23 days away from turning 18!
This is his final line!
Consider it his way of repaying the kind female ghost for lending him money.

He, Sikong Yan, must be a person who knows how to repay kindness.

Xu Qingling watched as Sikong Yan suddenly distanced himself from her, then moved closer again, his expression a mix of crying and laughing, his lips pursed, sometimes looking grief-stricken, sometimes relaxed and relieved. She found it a little strange, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Xu Qingling has never liked to guess what other people are thinking.

As she walked, something on a stall suddenly caught Xu Qingling's attention.

She walked over.

On the stall sat a long dress woven from blue and white. The dress wasn't particularly ornate, but it exuded a subtle luxury...

Of course, this long dress wasn't what attracted Xu Qingling's attention the most.

What caught her attention was the description of the long dress.

The inscription reads: "Woven from blue phoenix feathers over eighty-one days, the wearer will remain spotless and automatically adjust to the most comfortable body temperature, unaffected by any external factors."

Xu Qingling has a cold constitution, and even in the hottest summer, she still has to wear long sleeves.

She even has to put on a jacket if the temperature drops even slightly.

Winter was even worse.

Wearing too many or too thick clothes is useless.

Grandpa said she might have been abandoned in the snow and suffered frostbite, which is why she looked like that.

Whenever he saw Xu Qingling get sick from the drop in temperature, or even almost lose half her life, Grandpa would curse and grumble at the family that abandoned her.

Every winter thereafter, her grandfather would take her to a warmer city to spend the winter.

The cold was something Xu Qingling had never wanted to endure since she was a child, but unfortunately, she endured it for more than 20 years.

What was just ordinary cold to others was a bone-chilling cold to Xu Qingling. Every time it happened, she felt as if her soul was being frozen.

For more than 20 years, Xu Qingling has neither been able to perceive nor understand what "warmth" is like.

Will this unusual dress keep her warm?
Maybe give it a try.

Just as Xu Qingling bent down to pick up the dress, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and pressed down on the dress.

A woman's voice rang out, "What a beautiful dress!"

"Boss, how much is this dress? I'll take it."

Xu Qingling frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the sound, where she saw several young men surrounding a girl.

The girl was pretty, but her brows were full of arrogance.

and……

Xu Qingling sensed that these people had similar auras to Sikong Yan.

Is he human, or a member of the family of metaphysical practitioners?

"Baili Lin, it's you! Didn't you see that my sister saw this dress first? What are you doing trying to snatch it!" When Sikong Yan heard the voice, he knew something was wrong. He turned around and saw Baili Lin and a group of lackeys surrounding her.

Baili Lin glanced at Xu Qingling, seemingly scrutinizing and judging something, but when she saw Sikong Yan, her eyes were full of contempt.

"Who is it? Oh, it's you, the little good-for-nothing from the Sikong family. I didn't expect to see you here. What, aren't you afraid of being blackmailed again? Or perhaps..."

Baili Lin glanced at Xu Qingling and continued, "Or are you already entangled with that thing?"

(End of this chapter)