“So that’s how it is.” He gave a bitter laugh as a bit of helplessness filled his tone. Although when he thought that someone was silently protecting her, he did feel a bit more assured.
He was just this kind of person. Liking her, silently being with her, seeing that she was happy.
This was the most important thing for him, but if there was someone who could protect her better than him, that was a very happy thing for him.
“But why does he not come out?” Luo Qing Chen pursed her lips and muttered, “Could it be that 50% affection isn’t enough for him to come out?”
“Nothing.” Luo Qing Chen shook her head, “I have a way to make him appear.”
That night, Luo Qing Chen made preparations to make Mo Ye reveal himself.
At night, in the crematorium.
The yin energy was strongest at night and the crematorium was where ghosts and spirits gathered.
Feng Ling Er would definitely be here.
She brought three candles, two of which she placed to the south and east and the last one she held in her hand.
According to the rumours, people lit candles and ghosts blew them out.
As long as a candle was blown out, it meant that there was a ghost nearby.
Mo Ye was this kind of person. He stayed by her side, keeping her safe, but not letting her know.
Facts proved that being in the most dangerous place was the way to make him show himself.
In the crematorium.
It was dark all around her and it was cold and humid, with a strong rotting scent in the air.
She could hear the sounds of water dripping around her, suddenly being close and suddenly being far away.
The candle in her hand only released a faint glow and with each step, it was almost as if the light dimmed a bit.
Until she came to the center of the crematorium and with a gust of wind, the two candles on the ground were blown out.
There was only the candle in her hand that barely held its glow.
The light of the candle made some sounds, among which were the sounds of wailing.
She looked in the direction of the voice and there was a mass of flesh and blood beside a coffin not far away.
Luo Qing Chen narrowed her eyes and the Exquisite Ring was waiting to be used on the ring finger of her right hand.
She wanted Mo Ye to appear, but that didn’t mean that she was playing with her life.
The male lead hadn’t been attracted yet, so how could she die!
She narrowed her eyes and looked at the ugly Feng Ling Er as she said, “You still looked better when you were human. Being a ghost really is…..too ugly.”
“Shut up!” The terrifying figure not far away trembled and used an ethereal and sorrowful voice to roar, “You aren’t qualified to speak to me like this.”
She was even more terrifying when angered. The two eyes fell out and the dark red blood came out of her mouth drop by drop.
“Oh? I am human and you are a homeless ghost.” Luo Qing Chen gave a shrug as she provoked her, “You couldn’t beat me when you were human, let alone now that you’re a ghost.”
“Ah, ah, ah, ah!” She roared into the sky, “It’s you, it’s you, you’re the one who killed me!”
She had died so painfully. She had watched as every part of her body had turned into blood.
She wanted to call for help, but she couldn’t speak. She couldn’t even move a single inch and could only crawl.
The crawling was slow, but the blood flowed faster.
She was in great pain. That kind of death was the greatest torture in this world.
So when she died, her soul was filled with resentment and she turned into a vengeful spirit.
To her, the person who killed her had to be Luo Qing Chen! It couldn’t be anyone else!