What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

He started talking nonsense: "Because I kept brainwashing myself, the spirits were afraid of me and didn't want to get close to me, so the spirits gradually became really afraid of me and dared not get close to me."

Chapter 52 Barbecue Shop

Upon hearing this, Jiuge froze.

She gripped An Chen's clothes again, a bold idea forming in her mind.

"So, you've become like this simply because you don't care about or fear spirits?" Jiuge looked up and asked tentatively.

No wonder the comments on the video "I'm Really Not Bad" are full of people saying they were healed and encouraged; it really does have a miraculous effect.

If that's really the case, if you just brainwash yourself into not being afraid of spirits, over time, won't the spirits automatically assume you're not afraid of them and stop scaring you?

The same principle applies to metaphysics. If one cannot accept the existence of strange and unusual things, one will eventually lose one's own abilities.

This is why children can easily see spirits, but as they grow older, they gradually lose that ability.

Upon careful consideration, Jiuge discovered a new world.

“That’s right, you’re really smart.” An Chen nodded, suppressing the urge to laugh.

So easy to fool, Jiuge is just as cute as a child.

Although the stated reason was false, his genuine desire for Jiuge to overcome her psychological barriers was true. While psychological suggestion may not bring about fundamental change, its effect is undeniable.

If she was so frightened by the mere sight of the young spirit Jiuge that she clung to her arm and dared not move, wouldn't she be able to pounce on him during the Ghost Festival when spirits were everywhere?

"If I tell myself every day that I am not afraid of spirits, then I will no longer be afraid of spirits, and the spirits will be afraid of me?"

Jiuge's heart surged with excitement, her expression turning into one of surprise, and she gripped An Chen's clothes with increasing force.

The dawn of victory seemed to be just around the corner.

She had never been able to understand An Chen's strange constitution before, but now she finally grasped the mystery behind it.

An Chen glanced at his exposed shoulder and the frayed hem of his shirt, gave a wry smile, and said, "Although it doesn't quite make logical sense, you can understand it this way."

He started to feel a little sorry for his clothes that had been torn and deformed.

……

Night falls and the lights shine brightly.

The barbecue stall was getting more and more crowded, and it was very noisy.

Because of Jiuge's inherent attraction, neither An Chen nor she dared to sit in any overly conspicuous locations.

The area near the window is prone to the passing of innocent spirits, so Jiuge dared not sit near the window.

After searching around for a while, they found a not-so-inconspicuous corner and sat down there, turning the table over so that their backs were to everyone in the barbecue restaurant.

After glancing at the menu, An Chen turned around and called the owner over.

He ordered four servings of chicken wing tips, four skewers of grilled yellow croaker, twenty servings of meat skewers, two servings of potatoes, one serving of smashed cucumber, and one serving of crayfish. According to the spirit in his memory, he instructed the owner, who was looking at him strangely, to make the food medium spicy.

After sitting down and thinking for a while, An Chen ordered another bowl of sweet potato porridge for Jiu Ge.

After observing for several days, he discovered that Jiuge had a special fondness for porridge.

Especially sweet porridge; at least four out of five times I buy porridge, it's sweet.

"I've never had barbecue before."

Jiuge stared intently at the plates of grilled skewers being brought over from behind her head, and couldn't help but sniff.

What did you eat before you lived alone?

Hearing Jiu Ge's words, An Chen couldn't help but feel curious.

"They were all made by the housekeeper; they tasted great and were very nutritious," Jiuge recalled as she peered at the various dishes.

She has been living alone for several years now, and she has almost forgotten what kind of food the housekeeper used to cook for her.

“I see.” An Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

It's quite normal for a young lady's meals to be prepared by a special person.

At the same time, he was also curious as to why Jiuge had moved out.

"There look like a lot of chili peppers."

Jiuge picked up the skewer, her expression somewhat wistful.

Previously, the housekeeper would never have allowed her to eat so much seasoned food.

"It's alright. The spirit said that the medium spiciness in this restaurant is equivalent to the mild spiciness in other restaurants, and mild spiciness means only a little bit of spiciness."

Seeing Jiu Ge's hesitant expression, An Chen comforted her.

He got up, took a drink from the freezer, and then took a bottle of room temperature mineral water from the front desk.

When Jiuge returned to her seat, she had already eaten several skewers of food, with her hair tucked behind her ears.

She made satisfied noises as she ate.

A drooling uncle spirit appeared behind Jiuge at some point, but she was so engrossed in her food that she didn't notice him at all.

An Chen glared at the uncle's spirit.

Feeling the sharp gaze behind him, the uncle's spirit timidly walked away.

An Chen sat down, pushed the room-temperature mineral water to Jiu Ge, and picked up a chicken wing tip to eat.

He was stunned after taking just one bite.

This is way beyond mild! It's definitely super spicy...

An Chen's face turned red instantly. He felt like his throat was on fire just from eating a chicken wing tip.

Looking to the side, Jiuge was still eating in small bites, and didn't seem to have any intention of opening the mineral water bottle.

He picked up the ice water and slowly drank several large gulps, then picked up a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Do you like it?" An Chen asked Jiu Ge with concern, abandoning his idea of ​​continuing to eat barbecue.

If it's because of her personality that Jiuge is too shy to drink water, that would be so pitiful.

"I like it, the taste is just right."

Jiuge looked up at An Chen with some confusion. "Why aren't you eating?"

"I'm not hungry right now, I'll leave it all for you to eat. Eat as much as you like, and we can order more if it's not enough." An Chen chuckled, spouting nonsense.

He discovered that no matter what he said, Jiuge would believe him.

"Thank you." Jiuge blushed and lowered her head shyly.

An Chen was so good to her; she didn't know how to repay him.

Over the years, no one has ever been so kind to Jiuge, not even her parents, who have only been strict with her.

This was the first time in all the years that Jiuge had kept track of things that she had shown her true personality to others.

After eating for a while, the waiter brought out the last lobster.

Seeing Jiuge blinking and staring at the lobster with a helpless expression, An Chen, who had just finished his drink, picked up the disposable gloves next to him and began to peel the lobster.

"You eat the other things first. Once I've peeled the shrimp, you can eat them directly."

"Is it okay?" Jiuge asked hesitantly.

Although she knew that An Chen liked her very much, she felt embarrassed to accept his kindness so readily.

Even when they go out for breakfast, An Chen refuses to accept the money afterward, which makes Jiu Ge feel very guilty.

"I've already received a lot of care from you," An Chen said calmly.

If it weren't for Jiuge keeping an eye on him and following him, he would probably still be struggling to make a living.

After finishing the shrimp that An Chen had peeled, Jiu Ge put down her chopsticks.

She opened the bottled water and drank it with satisfaction, then got up to pay the bill herself.

"I can do it."

An Chen grabbed Jiu Ge's wrist, gesturing for her to sit back in her original spot and wait for him.

After her wrist was gripped for a while, Jiuge felt her brain short-circuit.

What's with this feeling of adrenaline spikes?

In a daze, she sat down again with a thud.

Chapter 53 Spiritual Beings with Virtue

Mao Maotou stood at the door of his house, hesitating whether to step inside.

After much difficulty, Zhang Zhidong finally agreed that he could occasionally go home to see his parents, but he hesitated.

What if he doesn't want to leave after I get close, and it makes my parents sick?

What if we get too close and it affects my parents' luck?

As a qualified and virtuous spirit, the most basic common sense in the spirit world is that one should not easily approach living people repeatedly.

Aside from a few living people who are extremely masculine, spirits would never even think of getting close to them. Most of the others are people with ordinary bodies or very weak constitutions. If they accidentally come into contact with low-frequency spirits, they are very likely to get into trouble.

It's fine if you pass by once or twice or bump into it by accident; it probably won't cause any problems if it's just for a short time.

If this continues for a long time, even if the spirit itself does not intend to absorb the other person's positive energy or yang energy, that person will inevitably be affected in some way, both physically and mentally.

Many people suddenly experience loss of appetite, physical discomfort, lack of energy, or inexplicable Mercury retrograde due to these reasons.

After standing there in a daze for a while, the little hairy head cautiously floated inside.

The living room was empty, with only his own photo and candles and incense on the coffee table next to the TV.

There were some offerings in front of him, all of which were snacks he liked to eat when he was alive.

Recently, Mao Mao Tou has been receiving his favorite foods from when he was alive. At first, he was puzzled as to why his favorite foods would keep coming to him even after he was gone.

I only realized now that it was all given to me by my parents.

Dad isn't home; he probably hasn't gotten off work yet.