Chapter 103: The Vengeful Spirit in the Painting (Seeking Recommendations and Monthly Tickets)

  "What's going on again?" Wei Zhonghua heard the two people talking and glanced at them lightly, continuing to ask.

  "Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei... I... we came to swindle money! But your house really has a ghost! Li Si looked around cautiously and saw that there was nothing unusual before saying with a lingering fear."

  After Li Si and his nephew left, the two sat on the sofa to divide the money. Li Si thought it was his idea, so he wanted a larger share, but his nephew disagreed, and the two started arguing over this. The dispute escalated into a physical fight between Li Si and his nephew.

  At this time, a female ghost floated in from the wall next to it, floating on the roof, looking at them two arguing there and let out a burst of light laughter. The two heard the laughter, thinking that there was someone else in the house, so they looked for it, but finally found nothing, thinking that they had misheard, but unexpectedly another burst of laughter came over, and only then did they see the female ghost floating on the roof.

  Next thing they knew, they both fainted at what they saw.

  Li Si couldn't help but shrink his neck and shivered, looking at Wei Zhonghua with a bitter expression, and continued to say: "Master Wei, I'll return the money to you? Or you can call the police, anyway we want to leave here, this place really has ghosts!"

  Li Si is really scared now, even if the other party calls the police, he's just spreading feudal superstition, it's better to be caught and locked up for a year or two than to stay here! Thinking of the female ghost he just saw, Li Si's back was chilled.

  Upon hearing the two people's account, Wei family members' hearts were also shocked. Looking at their appearance, it didn't seem like they were lying. Wei Zhonghua's originally stern and cold expression was gone, replaced by a sense of despair. He waved his hand at the two of them and said: "You can leave!"

  The real trouble had already exhausted him, and he didn't have the energy to care about these two small fish.

  "Wait!" Xiao Yu shouted at the two who were about to leave.

  Li Si and his nephew were about to walk out, but suddenly stopped in their tracks, turned around with a bitter expression on their faces, and looked at Xiao Ye saying: "Young Master, is there anything else?"

  "I'm asking you, what does that ghost look like?" Xiao Ye asked, looking at the two people standing in the doorway.

  "I didn't see it very clearly either, the ghost's figure was blurry and vague. I only saw a faint shadow, which should be a female ghost!" Li Si said with a lingering fear in his expression.

  "I took a closer look, and that female ghost seems to be wearing ancient clothes!" Li Si's nephew was young after all, with a bit of the recklessness of a newborn calf not fearing tigers. Although he was also afraid, he couldn't help but take another two glances, and when Xiao Ye asked him, he hastily replied.

  After hearing the two people's words, Wei Jun, who was standing beside them, felt a chill in his heart. His already weak body sat softly on the sofa, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

  "Son...... son, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her son slumped on the sofa, Wang Xinlan suddenly stood up, the frightened look on her face instantly disappearing, and she rushed to the side of the sofa to support Wei Jun, anxiously shouting.

  Wei Zhonghua, who was sitting on the sofa in deep thought, suddenly heard his wife's shout and turned his head to look over, seeing their son sitting softly on the sofa with a worried face.

  Xiao Yu saw the look on Wei Jun's face, and in a flash, he appeared beside him, grasped his wrist to take his pulse. In an instant, Xiao Yu let go of Wei Jun's wrist, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Wei Zhonghua and Wang Xinlan: "Uncle, Auntie, it's okay, Brother Jun is just weak and got startled, he'll be fine after resting for a while."

  Xiao Yu turned his head to ask Li Si uncle and nephew again, but found that the door was already empty. Looking at the empty door, Xiao Yu shook his head helplessly.

  Xiao Ye entered the kitchen, took a look at the medicine being simmered on the fire, used chopsticks to press it down, and found that it was almost done. He then poured out the medicinal liquid from the sand pot, which happened to fill up a bowl.

  Xiao You brought the bowl of medicine to the living room and gave it to Wei Jun. Before long, the medicine took effect, and Wei Jun finally had the strength to sit up straight.

  "General Wei, what's going on? You must have something else to say!" Xiao Yu asked as he saw Wei Jun recover.

  Wei Zhonghua and Wang Xinlan were also anxiously watching Wei Jun, they were really frightened by him just now, they were afraid that their son would have an accident.

  "Let's pack up some things and take our son to live with us first, let's empty this house! Anyway, there's not much money left. I think once our son leaves here, nothing will happen."

  Wei Zhonghua nodded, "If this house is haunted, then we just won't take it, that's all."

  Wang Xinlan saw that her husband also agreed, so she went to collect Wei Jun's belongings.

  At this time, the Wei army finally came to their senses and said to Xiao Ye and others: "The woman I dreamed of is similar to what they just saw, all in ancient costumes, but the appearance has not been clear for a long time, it's always been vague!"

  Wang Xinlan and Wei sat on the sofa, listening to their son's words. Wei's body trembled, thinking that his son was indeed haunted by a ghost, and they had to leave quickly.

  Xiao Yu listened to Wei Jun's words, and his heart moved. It seemed that Wei Jun was indeed haunted by a ghost, and the ghost was hiding here. But how did it conceal its presence? He had searched every corner of Wei Jun's house, but there wasn't a hint of any ghostly aura.

  "Brother Jun, had you been there before the haunting started?" Thinking that Wei Jun hadn't experienced any ghostly occurrences here before, only recently starting, Xiao Ye asked him.

  "Wei's army showed a thoughtful expression and said: 'I haven't been there recently either! Ah, I remembered, the day before I fell ill, I attended an underground auction!"

  Suddenly, Wei Jun thought of something and his expression changed greatly, with a look of horror he said: "I... I bought a painting at an auction, it's Tang Bohu's '仕女图' (Scholar-Beauty Painting), everyone says it's fake, but the painting looks very vivid and wasn't expensive so I brought it back. I... I had a dream... the ghost woman in my dream was wearing clothes that looked exactly like those in the painting!"

  The more Wei Jun spoke, the thicker the color of fear on his face became. Although Wei Jun was usually very carefree and fearless, when faced with such a situation, even if he had been brave before, it would be of no use now.

  "Quickly, pack up and take our son away!" Upon hearing his son's words, Wei Zhonghua was taken aback, his heart racing with fear. It turned out that he had thought the ghost had already run away, so he hadn't opposed his wife packing their son's spare clothes. He hadn't expected the ghost to be hiding in the house all along.

  "Alright, alright......" Wang Xinlan hastily put down her things, she didn't dare stay in the house for another moment.

  At this time, Xiao Ye only knew that Wei Jun's illness was caused by a female ghost affecting his consciousness, making him have erotic dreams every night to absorb his yang energy and increase his cultivation.

  "General, where is that painting?" Now that he knew it was a ghostly object, Xiao Ye wanted to see how he had evaded his own investigation.

  "In my house, in the closet's hidden compartment! Hurry up and help me get rid of it!" Wei Jun hastily replied to Xiao Yu's question.

  Xiao Ye looked at the Wei army filled with fear, and Wei Zhonghua and Wang Xinlan's flustered appearance, then said: "Uncle, Auntie, you take Jun away first, I'll go see what kind of evil thing is being so rampant!"

  "Xiao Yu, this is not the time to show off. Come with me and we'll find a more powerful sorcerer to deal with it later!" Just as Wei Jun was about to walk out the door, he suddenly heard Xiao Yu's words and his eyes revealed a hint of anxiety.

  "It's okay, General Jun. When have I ever done something without being sure? Besides, you've already been living here for half a month now?" Xiao Ye said with a smile.

  "This...alright, but you have to promise me that if anything goes wrong, you'll come out immediately!" Wei Jun thought for a moment and also felt that way. He had already been living here for half a month, and except for having some erotic dreams, nothing else had happened. Thinking this way made Wei Jun less afraid.

  "Don't worry!" Xiao Yu nodded and said.

  The Wei army saw that Xiao Yu had agreed and did not persuade him any further. He knew that once Xiao Yu made up his mind about something, it was extremely difficult to change.

  "Xiao Ye, be careful yourself!" Wei Jun said again before walking out of the door.

  Watching Wei Jun's family walk out of the house, Xiao Ye came to the living room of Wei Jun's house and shook his head at the messy room, thinking that this house needs to be renovated again.

  Xiao Ye arrived at the Wei army's bedroom, opened the compartment of the wardrobe, took out the painting scroll, carefully sensed it, and was taken aback. There was no ghostly aura on this painting scroll, only a very faint resentment on top.

  Xiao Yu hung the painting on the wall and opened it. Xiao Yu carefully looked at this painting, which was a portrait of a lady. The lady in the painting was painted very vividly, as if she were alive. No wonder Wei Jun wanted to pass it off as a genuine work by Tang Bohu.

  Xiao Ye carefully looked at the painting, and on the surface of the lady's portrait, there was a very faint aura of resentment, yet not a hint of ghostly energy could be felt, which made him feel extremely puzzled.

  "What's going on with this painting?" Xiao Ye asked the earth spirit floating in mid-air, as he really couldn't make sense of it.

  After all, Xiao You's memories of becoming the Heavenly Master after a minute in his mind had not been fully unsealed and absorbed by himself, so he could only seek help from this earth spirit who had always followed Zhong Kui's side to see how much he understood about the existence in this painting.

  Tū guǐ yě zǐ xì sī suǒ zhe nǎo hǎi zhōng de jì yì, tū rán xiǎng dào le yī zhǒng xī yǒu de cún zài — yuàn líng.

  Vengeful spirits, a type of spirit in the category of ghosts and monsters. In the midst of heaven and earth, evil spirits are divided into four categories: Jing, which refers to the refined essence of plants and animals that have undergone spiritual practice; Ling, a mysterious existence that can take the form of an animal, plant, or human, and is formed through prolonged spiritual practice after death due to unfulfilled desires. The true spirit of Zhong Kui, sealed within three magical artifacts, is also a type of Ling in the strictest sense.