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Junyao took Chen Fudi back to the Chen family's old house.

The midday sun in autumn left everyone with a peculiar, dry smell.

The moment Chen Fudi stepped into the house, Junyao felt that most of the chill in the living room had been dispelled.

However, for Chen Fudi, this place seems to still hold painful memories.

Add to that the eerie rumors surrounding the old house…

The expression on her face was not relaxed.

His hands, which were clenched in front of him, were also tightly clenched into fists.

Wanlin noticed that Junyao was not used to it, so he wanted to remind her to do something quickly.

Unexpectedly, Jun Yao spoke first.

"Brother Wanlin, please cast the spell!"

Wanlin: "..." Is she going to hide her true abilities again?

He couldn't figure out Jun Yao's background, nor did he understand why she was pretending to be stupid.

But he couldn't refuse Chen Fudi's pleading look.

"Sigh." Wanlin sighed helplessly.

People with soft hearts are most likely to lose money.

He took out the incense burner from his coat pocket and lit a small incense tower again.

The wisps of smoke rising were, to Chen Fudi, merely a stick of incense to alleviate the musty smell in the air.

For the small dark figure that quietly emerged from behind the beams and pillars, this was a feast that was a once-in-a-decades event!

She was so hungry.

I really want to eat...

But she absolutely cannot go out.

She knew she was no longer alive...

Going out like this will scare my sister!

Chen Lianxiang, hiding in the shadows, wanted to shrink back.

A familiar-smelling talisman flew over quickly.

She raised her hand to block, but the talisman suddenly transformed into a warm hand.

He patted her back from a distance.

"Lianxiang, is that you?" Chen Fudi asked.

The ghostly figure of Lianxiang froze.

Chen Fudi: "It's my fault, sister. I'm late."

"It's alright, sister!" Lianxiang screamed, her ghostly howl somewhat piercing.

She seemed to realize her problem and immediately shrank the ghostly shadow that had inadvertently spread into a small ball.

Her figure was similar to that of the year she died.

Lianxiang's voice also became much softer, blending into the gentle breeze, full of the liveliness and cuteness that a little girl should have.

"Sister, it's so good to see you back!"

"I knew you would come back."

"They say you've gone off to live a good life on your own."

"But I don't believe a word of it."

"They must have bullied you!"

"They kicked you out of this house..."

"I know, I know everything!"

Chen Fudi smiled slightly, "So, you accidentally fell into the ditch while trying to find your sister?"

"In the ditch?" Lianxiang asked blankly. "I didn't fall into the ditch. Grandpa and Granny Ma said they had a way to help me recover from my illness quickly. I drank the medicine they gave me, and when I woke up, I was here..."

Lianxiang knew she must have forgotten a crucial part of it.

Over the years, she has tried to recall it.

Unfortunately, I can't remember anything.

But it doesn't matter.

She waited for her sister.

She waited until her sister came back!

The ghostly aura emanating from Lianxiang surged like a torrent.

"elder sister!"

"I've already taught a lesson to everyone who didn't want you to stay in this house!"

"Everyone who tried to take your house away was chased away by me!"

"Sister, please come back! Come back and live with us!"

"I...I'll do whatever you say."

"Just like I promised Grandpa, I will stay here and guard this house for you..."

Chen Fudi maintained a peaceful and loving smile, praising, "Lianxiang has worked so hard all these years. Thank you for taking care of this house. Sister has a new home now, would you like to go and see it? We can choose a place we both like and live together from now on."

"I love it here!" Lianxiang laughed loudly. "Sister, no one dares to bother us here! It's better than anywhere else!"

Chen Fudi let out a long, weak sigh.

"I know that wherever Lianxiang is, it's definitely better than my current home."

"But I have children in my current family."

"My husband is a scoundrel. He's holding onto the child and won't let me leave..."

"Lianxiang, please help your sister, okay?"

The room instantly felt as if a giant freezer door had been opened.

A cold wind blew straight in, chilling everyone to the bone!

"Who bullied you?!"

"Who dares to bully my sister?!"

"I'm going to kill him, kill him!!!"

Lianxiang's ghostly howl resounded once again.

The already dilapidated old Chen family house suddenly had several windows shattered.

This startled Qin Yan and his companions, who were secretly peeking from outside the door.

"In broad daylight, are Xiao Qiao and the others trying to demolish the house?"

Song Wenjing, who had come with Qin Yan, murmured to herself.

She wasn't satisfied with just talking; she wanted to go inside and find out more.

But Qin Yan suddenly grabbed Song Wenjing, "Sister, I advise you not to go in."

Song Wenjing was puzzled. "Why? If Xiao Qiao and the others can demolish it and build a house, it means that the rumor that this place can't be demolished is just that—a rumor! Of course, we should go and witness such an important moment!"

Qin Yan looked troubled. "I can't really explain why... but I think we shouldn't go. If we really find out it can be demolished, Sister Junyao won't steal all the show's screen time by herself."

Song Wenjing pouted, intending to ignore Qin Yan and force her way in.

But the cold wind blowing in her face made Song Wenjing's hair stand on end!

She took a step, then immediately pulled it back.

Unwilling to give up, Song Wenjing shouted into the house, "Xiao Qiao, what are you doing? The glass just shattered! Did it hurt you?"

Inside the room, Junyao used Wanlin's incense burner to temporarily seal Lianxiang's soul.

The angry, vengeful ghost rampaged through the incense burner, as if it could shatter the small ceramic burner into pieces at any moment.

Junyao added the incantations one by one to the incense burner as quickly as possible.

Her spiritual energy was also quickly depleted.

Once Lianxiang was calmed down, her face turned pale.

"What do we do now?" Wanlin frowned, supporting the already exhausted Chen Fudi, waiting for Junyao to make a decision.

Jun Yao was barely breathing, and looked like she was about to fall apart.

She forced herself to say, "Chen Fudi is fine."

Just now, she had no choice but to use the "sound transmission technique" on Chen Fudi.

After Chen Fudi realized something was wrong in the room, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Junyao knew very well that he only had one chance to deceive Lianxiang.

If it doesn't work out today, this ghost will be even harder to fool.

She had no choice but to use the sound transmission technique.

However, this incantation is reserved for the judge.

Using it on living people is a violation of regulations.

But the situation was special and urgent, so she couldn't worry about those things.

The only thing to do is wait until later when colleagues from nearby jurisdictions are notified to collect Chen Lianxiang's soul, and then explain the situation to them, asking them to put in a good word for her and reduce her punishment.

Right now, before her colleagues arrive, she still has to rely on her own spiritual energy to suppress Chen Lianxiang.

It's definitely not okay to keep her in this house any longer.

The closer a ghost is to its original body, the more dangerous it is.

Junyao carried the incense burner and walked out.

He then said to the others guarding outside, "This house can be dug up now."

"Get someone to dig right now! Make sure to dig up the foundation!"

"Mr. Wanlin has just confirmed that there is the remains of a little girl buried under this house."

"Before dark, we need to dig out this skeleton and ask Uncle Liang to perform a ritual..."