You are not monster girls!

Chapter 125 Maybe she's lying on the ceiling listening to us. (4k)

"Look, this is where I live now."

"Master Qing, what's this new lame joke?"

"What a lame joke, that's a ghost story, pshaw, I really live here."

Qingyi had expected Yun Yifei's cold face to convey an expression of admiration mixed with shock, but instead, the other party only frowned and cast a questioning look at her.

Could it be that I'm not doing it right?
It's just that she paid for her transportation here, is it really necessary to be so suspicious?
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Yun Yifei shifted her gaze back to the somewhat old villa in front of her, looking at the gate covered with green vines and the number 143 house number that had been worn black, and unconsciously tightened her grip on her handbag.

Some anime fans like to visit places that have appeared in anime, a practice commonly known as "pilgrimage to holy sites."

She now feels like she's on a "pilgrimage"—a special edition for the underworld.

The place where Qingyi brought Yunyifei was a rather high-end and famous villa area in Jingzhou.

Even if you're not a local, you've probably heard of this neighborhood, or more accurately, the number 143 on Qingyi's address.

She had seen this unit number in online videos at least a dozen times, which supported a large number of marketing accounts and content creators.

The reason it's so famous isn't because any rich people or celebrities live in this No. 143, but because unless no one rents it, there's a fixed event every year: either someone commits suicide there, or the owner has an accidental car crash.

In previous years, when public security was poor, there were several bizarre cases of family annihilation and dismemberment.

If it weren't for the fact that number 143 is a detached villa on a small hill, this upscale community might have been deserted long ago.

It is said that the property management has now fenced off a separate area for the current owners, so that the small hill is now all number 143, which means they are getting the best treatment.

Moreover, the price of villas is incredibly low, but nobody is buying them.

However, even if the house price is lower, it will still start at least at 400 million yuan, which is beyond Qingyi's means.

The fact that she was able to bring him in was strange in itself.

"Here, these are the house keys. The security guard let us in, so they can't be fake, right?"

Qingyi threaded her index finger through the key ring and looked at Yun Yifei with a smile.

After sending Xia Li away, the stereotype of a divorced widow with a child disappeared, and she quickly reached an agreement with the owner to test sleep in the haunted house for half a month.

This house is quite famous in the home-testing community; according to her, several of her colleagues couldn't even last three days.

They said the house was too oppressive, and they always felt that there were other people living there besides themselves. At night, they would even see shadowy figures flashing past the window, which scared them so much that they almost wet their pants.

Aside from feeling a bit too yin energy, Qingyi has been staying here for a long time now, and it's much more comfortable than the 20-yuan-a-night wall-mounted room. She hasn't encountered anything like the rumors.

No matter how scary a ghost is, it's not as scary as a poor ghost.

Seeing that Qingyi didn't seem to be lying, Yun Yifei stammered, "Can I go in and take a look?"

The project is progressing smoothly and there's no need for me to do it for the time being. Besides, it's not yet the planned timeframe Yan Yifan mentioned, so it would be a waste to spend this short break in the hotel.

Since we're already here, and Qingyi is with us, it would be a shame not to go in and take a look.

"Eh?"

Qingyi was caught off guard by Yun Yifei's question. She had only wanted to get Yun Yifei to help her call a car and pay the fare under the pretext of visiting her place. She had never thought of taking Yun Yifei inside.

The homeowner didn't say anyone couldn't bring people; the other party only had two requirements—

Don't get the furniture dirty.
Be careful, don't die inside the house.

Additional: If possible, please also clean out the dirt inside. If that's not possible, you can also help introduce someone to take over the business; I can get a 5% commission.

Qingyi wanted to find someone to take over her business, but she only had one friend in Sanhe, so what connections could she possibly have?
"Since Xiaoyun has asked me so much, I'm not a stingy person."

Qingyi looked up at the sky. It was clear and cloudless, and there shouldn't be any evil spirits lurking under the bright sky.

Squeak——

The rusty iron gate was pushed open, emitting a mournful wail that made the two blue feathers on Qingyi's head stand up involuntarily.

The villa's courtyard is quite spacious, but the lawn is poorly maintained and has grown a bit too tall. The original rockery and fish pond have long since dried up, and upon closer inspection, one can see weathered fish bones inside.

At first glance, it looks like a grave mound overgrown with grass.

Yun Yifei glanced at it and felt as if she had stumbled into the set of a murder case or a horror movie, and a chill ran down her spine.

But the sense of curiosity that came with this cemetery pilgrimage also gave her a strange excitement.

"This house isn't as mysterious as the internet makes it out to be."

Seeing that Yun Yifei was closing the distance between them but showing no intention of backing down, Qingyi could only explain from the side, "If it could be tidied up a bit, it would be quite nice. It's spacious and has many facilities."

"probably."

Yun Yifei chimed in, "I always feel that Master Qing is trying to make amends."

"Xiaoyun, what are you saying? You're making me sound like a real estate agent!!"

Qingyi led Yun Yifei to the door and pressed the smart door lock twice. When she found no response, she looked down in confusion and saw that the door lock had suddenly lit up and emitted a warning sound before she pressed it again.

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"what happened?"

"This smart lock is damp, I'll just use the key to open it."

After looking around and finding nothing amiss, Qingyi used the key to open the door, which had been stained grayish-white.

It couldn't have been ghosts or monsters just now; I didn't see a single ghost.

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As soon as Yun Yifei stepped into the living room, she felt a strange, dark force being thrust into her face, sending a chill down her spine.

"Master Qing, if you're hot, could you fan yourself?"

"Oh, don't you think it's very hot in this house?"

"No."

"Oh." Qingyi smiled awkwardly, stopped fanning herself with the plastic fan, and continued to lead Yun Yifei inside.

The entrance living room is a standard duplex with a high ceiling, offering a very open view and allowing you to see the whole place at a glance. The lighting is also decent. However, apart from the faux fireplace, there is only a large sofa covered with a dust cover and a small coffee table inside.

The dust cover on the sofa was crumpled up, and there were two instant noodle bowls on the coffee table, with not even any soup left. It was obvious that Qingyi had slept on them that night.

"This is what it looked like when we first moved in and before the renovations." Seeing the mess in the living room, Qingyi realized something was wrong and quickly ran over to clean it up.
"Ah."

Yun Yifei didn't expose Qingyi. Being able to come to such a place was already a novel experience, and there was no need to take it seriously with an expert.

Even if the price of this house drops to a dirt low, she still won't buy it.

Seeing that Yun Yifei's mind was entirely focused on observing the indoor environment, Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief. After throwing the trash into the trash bag hidden behind the sofa, she continued to show Yun Yifei around with a nonchalant demeanor.

"This is where the victim was dismembered back then," Qingyi explained to Yun Yifei, pointing to a spot with black spots.

"Is this a ghost story?" Yun Yifei only shuddered slightly, but her expression didn't change much.

"No, that's just a lame joke. It's just damp and moldy."

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Seeing that the other party did not scream in fright, Qingyi felt embarrassed and turned around to continue walking forward, saying, "Anyone who has dismembered a body knows that this kind of thing is usually done in a place that is easy to clean up."

Seeing Qingyi turn her back, Yun Yifei secretly glanced at the black spots on the white wall. When she saw that Qingyi had walked away, she immediately jogged after her.

"Are all of you practitioners the same as Master Qing in character?"

"No, my master said I'm in a class of my own."

As Qingyi spoke, she turned her head to the side and gave Yun Yifei a very cheerful smile, giving her a thumbs up.

Is this something to be proud of?

"Being able to be yourself and express yourself without restraint is something to be proud of, isn't it?"

Following behind Qingyi, Yun Yifei's mind flashed back to the scene of her arguing with Lin Muran, and she quickly shook her head to shake off the embarrassing image:
".Maybe."

"Xiaoyun, you usually seem so decisive and efficient, but you seem rather awkward when you're around you," Qingyi teased.

"Master Qing, aren't you the same?"

"I've always been like this."

Qingyi suddenly stopped and turned around, stroking her chin with an expression that said she had discovered something incredible, and said, "Could it be that I actually have a lot of prestige in Xiaoyun's heart?"

"He can only be considered an eccentric hermit."

After spending the past few days together, Yun Yifei found Qingyi to be surprisingly easy to get along with. When she was around Qingyi, she felt that she didn't need to think about how to phrase her words; she could just speak her mind.

"A reclusive master, huh? That sounds pretty good."

Please do not omit the preceding modifiers.

"Alright, alright, Xiaoyun really can't take a joke. You're so boring, you might not be able to find a boyfriend. Of course, I mean the kind of guy you're compatible with."

Yun Yifei blushed and quickly retorted, "Master Qing, you don't need to worry about that."

He knew he was boring, but as long as he could win over Lin Muran, he would find something interesting to do even if it was boring.

Seeing that Yun Yifei suddenly lost her composure, Qingyi realized she had discovered a blind spot. Instead of asking further questions, she smiled and proactively changed the subject.

"Haha, you're right. That's about it for the first floor. I won't take you to the basement. What do you think of this house?"

While chatting, Qingyi had already led Yun Yifei on a tour of the living room, reception room, study, dining room, kitchen, and gaming room on the first floor, and they returned to the living room.

For some reason, the basement door was chained up by the owner, and in order to avoid being exposed, Qingyi could only try to brush it off with a joke.

"Aside from being a bit eerie, it feels pretty good."

Yun Yifei was so busy chatting with Qingyi that she only glanced at the interior decoration. Her only impression was that the minimalist style of the decoration was surprisingly to her liking.

As for the issue of haunted houses, it's true, as Qingyi said, the content from the paranormal content creators and news outlets is all too exaggerated.

"What I appreciate most is actually the rehearsal room on the second floor; the soundproofing is quite good."

The second floor was divided into three large suites and a dedicated rehearsal room. Qingyi skipped the suites and showed the rehearsal room directly to Yun Yifei.

The guqin that I had been carrying was placed in the center of the room, while the toy recorder was quietly placed on the shelf of the side cabinet.

"Is this where Master Qing practices guitar?"

"No, I practice in the park. It's too much trouble to tune myself."

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Yun Yifei was speechless at Qingyi's excuse. No wonder she insisted on borrowing a guitar that was already in use.

After all that, it turns out he was just too lazy to adjust the sound himself?
"Since you're already here, Xiaoyun, would you like to listen to some music? You can choose any song you like."

Even in a coffee shop or park, Qingyi finds it difficult to play the guqin freely. Now, with a special environment and an audience, she feels a little itchy to play.

Okay.

Boom!
dong dong!

Guluulu——

Just as Yun Yifei agreed, they heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground and rolling overhead, which startled them both, causing them to tremble and look up.

"Master Qing, do you live with someone?"

Yun Yifei carefully recalled the sound. It didn't sound like a simple bottle rolling on the ground. It must have been louder and something slightly softer.

"How could that be, Xiaoyun? Don't say such scary things, okay? I've been living here for quite a while now."

Qingyi could only wave her hand while using the little figure to cover her embarrassment: "There's nothing on the third floor, maybe it's just rats."

When Qingyi first went up to check the third floor, there were only a few storage rooms and a passageway leading to the rooftop balcony; there wasn't even any furniture.

This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, so it's normal to have many creatures like hamsters, rats, and big dogs.

thump—

thump—

Da da da--

There were rustling footsteps coming from above. Yun Yifei, after hearing the explanation, didn't think much of it. It was normal for this old house to have a lot of rats. On the contrary, Qingyi's two remaining feathers on her head began to tremble precariously as she explained.

"That's true. I suggest that Master Qing might need to set aside a special day for that."

Besides being expensive, another reason Yun Yifei dislikes villas is that they are extremely difficult to clean, and mice might appear in a corner if not cleaned properly.

Before she could finish speaking, she turned her head and saw Qingyi trembling uncontrollably, as if she had just been taken out of a refrigerator.

Qingyi then remembered that when she moved in, the owner had told her that there was actually a hidden door in the house and that she should make sure to check it carefully. When she first moved in, she had forgotten about this because she rarely stayed in such a big house.

The main problem was that she didn't know where the secret door was; she had only heard that the secret passage connected to the basement, the second floor, and the roof.

"Ah, I'll set aside a day to clean it. It's just a few mice. Surely the one walking up there isn't a ghost, right, Xiaoyun?"

Qingyi's hand on Yun Yifei's shoulder trembled uncontrollably. She was just an ordinary Si Ming, and didn't have the strength of the gatekeeper Xia Li. If she encountered a more powerful character, she would be in real trouble.

"Um"

Seeing Qingyi's expression, Yun Yifei's lips curled slightly, and she deliberately said with a gloomy face, "Maybe she's eavesdropping on our conversation right now, peeking from the ceiling."

“Gugugugu!?”

(End of this chapter)