t women are really short-tempered, I feel like I get angry at Jiang Qiyun just by seeing him now.I can't figure out why I'm angry either.Maybe he was just too much of a jerkI have a bad temper, but Ji...My dislike for the Shen family goes far beyond Shen Qingrui. My mother left the Shen family years ago, and Mrs. Shen blamed her with all sorts of accusations, calling her a traitor, shameless...

In a word, I have no good feelings for the Shen family at all, only disgust.

Jiang Qiyun saw my resistance and didn't bring it up again. I guess he had no concept of money at all, or even if he did, it would be those astronomical amounts of spirit coins in the Heavenly Earth Bank, or golden ingots, silver taels, or spirit notes worth millions.

Yin Cha gave me a special phone as a gift, and I also bought two sets of winter clothes. Late at night, I brought the treasure cauldron to the crossroad and burned it for Jiang Qiyun. Although he doesn't feel hot or cold, with this weather and the wind whistling, it's about to snow, and seeing him still wearing a shirt and trousers made me feel cold.

Remembering the agonizing expression on the messenger's face last time, I specially brought a large stack of paper money to burn outside the circle. I crouched on the ground, fiddling with the fire while muttering, "Ghostly Messenger brother, you worked hard. Please deliver it to his hand. I'll give you more for your trouble, please, please..."

A gust of cold wind rustled the paper money, and the flames flickered with an eerie green light.

A chill settled in the air as Jiang Qiyun appeared before me. He held up the paper bag I'd burned for him, flipping it over with a chuckle. "You really burned my phone for me" he said.

"How is it you Where's the ghost messenger" I was a little surprised.

"Can't you just get it yourself" He flipped through the things I'd made for him, frowning. "Didn't you say you were broke lately Why would you buy me clothes when I don't even need them to stay warm."

"Yes, yes... Your Majesty, you're not cold, am I the one who looks cold... It's winter now, if you need to appear and still wear that summer outfit, others will think you're an idiot." I tidied up the treasure gourd and bent down to pick it up.

A large hand reached out from before me, he lifted the stove and pinched my wrist, saying, "Let's go."

I was a little stunned.

He was carrying a paper bag in one hand, a stove in the other, and dragging me along with his remaining hand as we slowly walked towards my small shop. It felt just like an ordinary couple going home after grocery shopping.

It's a shame we can only do this at night. Otherwise, with the incense burner burning paper money right next to me, I'd be caught on camera and become the subject of paranormal research in an instant.

"Where's your brother" Jiang Qiyun found that my brother wasn't in his usual spot playing games, and frowned slightly—he had once said that my brother needed to stay home watching over me.

"He's out for a while," I muttered. "He occasionally needs to go to a hotel with women, you know, a twenty-two-year-old... For my sake, he doesn't bring anyone back home."

Jiang Qiyun narrowed her eyes and looked at me: "You don't mind him like this"

I understand his point. He's unhappy with my obsession, and I said I wouldn't mention his woman again. I'll keep my word on that. I've given up on this issue.

"I have a little concern, but it's out of love for my dear friend... Besides, the person who should be concerned isn't me, it's his future wife. It all depends on which woman can control him." I shrugged.

My brother hasn't had many girlfriends. He thinks dating is too much work, so he just has casual flings for convenience, but I see him only do that once or twice a month.

As soon as I finished speaking, my phone rang and my brother hastily answered with a "Hello."

"...Are you done I'm not having any late-night snacks anymore, come back quickly." I said lazily.

"Damn it, having a freaking late-night snack! I didn't even go to a hotel room!" My brother said anxiously: "I'm telling you, I just saw a woman getting into a taxi at the hotel entrance. She was covered in bad vibes and looked mentally unstable! I'm following her car right now... The taxi driver just drove erratically! I suspect they are shaking *in the car*, maybe that demon possessed her! I'm sending you my location, come here as soon as possible!"

I quickly opened the location, my brother had already driven towards the suburban area. I anxiously notified Dabao to pick me up, you can't take a taxi for something like this.

Jiang Qiyun took out his brand new phone. I saw he was already quite familiar with using it, so I immediately guided him on learning some commonly used communication software.

"Oh, and remember to save me—"

I want to say, remember to save my phone number and WeChat ID.

But before he could finish, he saw his long, powerful fingers tapping lightly on the screen, quickly typing in a number he was very familiar with.

—— Shen Qingrui's phone number.

After he put it away, he looked up at me and asked, “What did you just say”

I kept silent.

What else could be said In his eyes, the primary purpose of this phone was to ensure that his connection with Shen Qingrui was more convenient and faster. Huang Dao Village mattered more than anything or anyone.

A sour taste filled my chest, I held it in for a long time before finally managing to say: "…It's nothing."

He put his phone in his pocket, reached out and took my hand. "Come on," he said, "let's go to the street corner and wait for that reaper."

I looked at his cold face and couldn't help but let out a slight smirk: “...”Good.”

I nodded, I didn't ask, I didn't say much.

I didn't ask him if he knew my phone number, nor did I remind him; he just forgot to save it.

Perhaps besides bearing him a child and endless embraces in the dead of night, I held no other significance to him.

》》》

My brother's car was parked on the outskirts of town, close to Widow Alley. There were rows of cheap rental houses that looked like slums. His car was turned off and parked on the side of the road. He had taken out the key, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Dabao, you stay here and watch the car. Be ready to pick us up at any time." I looked at the location my brother sent on his phone. He had obviously gotten out of the car and followed them.

I saw him behind a pile of plastic buckets. He was holding a copper amulet and made a shushing gesture at me.

Near a pile of trash, there was a taxi. Two shadows were entangled in the driver's seat. It was likely because the space was too small to move. The driver angrily opened the car door and pulled the people out.

In the darkness, we couldn't see anything clearly. We could only see a dark shape pressed against the car seat and another dark shape standing outside the car, swaying.

"There's a 99% chance it's that rogue cultivator. What are we going to do Should we just jump out and arrest her You should be able to forcibly detain this soul-refining expert, right" My brother looked at Jiang Qiyun.

Jiang Qiyun shook his head and said, "Wait."

“Just waiting for them to finish their field battle” My brother frowned. He said he found doing it himself quite comfortable, but watching others perform live was simply agonizing.

"She absorbed yang energy to feed the Ghost King, she definitely has to go back to him. This time, let's just resolve it all at once and save myself the trouble." Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and drew a talisman. The talisman shimmered silver in his palm before he clenched his fist, shattering it into stardust that drifted away with the wind.

"What are you doing" my brother couldn't help but ask.

"...Nothing much, just leave them with no way out this time." Jiang Qiyun replied coldly.

My phone suddenly buzzed out of the blue, making me jump and cover my bag as I ran backward. I ducked behind a wall and saw it was Cheng Bansxian!xperiencing both financial losses and misfortunes. I started to wonder if I had offended some spirits. A friend introduced me to a master who specializes in assessing homes for high-ranking officials...