He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 187 After Raising Ghosts, I Choose to Lie Down (Part 20)

Wen Yun prided himself on not being a coward who clung to life, otherwise he wouldn't have wandered among ghosts and monsters, nearly losing his life several times.

Seeing his heartbroken expression, Wen Yan glanced at him indifferently and said, "If you want to leave, then leave; if you don't want to leave, then stay. Who are you putting on this act for?"

Before he could respond, Wen Yan said loudly into the air, "Let him leave."

Silence, stillness.

After a long while, a loud "bang" was heard, and the heavy iron gate opened by itself.

The friction and collision of metal against metal produced a dull and heavy sound that vibrated the surrounding air.

Wen Yun was stunned. Seeing Wen Yan's all-powerful and commanding demeanor, she felt a surge of security. After a moment's thought, she decided not to leave.

You can tell who Wen Yan is just by looking at him.

Originally, it was just to prove her suspicions. Whether he left or not didn't matter to her, but she had already completed her task for him.

Wen Yan raised an eyebrow: "I only have one thing to say: if anything unexpected happens, I'll collect your body."

Wen Yun: ...

Alright, let's go.

There was no other way but to leave; my life was at stake.

"This bead..."

Wen Yun wanted to say, "I'll take it out for you first," but after seeing Wen Yan's instantly darkened expression, she fell silent and walked towards the exit.

He looked back every three steps, shed tears every two steps, until he disappeared outside the iron gate.

The heavy iron gate was shrouded in mist, and upon closer inspection, it was just like the end of the stairs, blocking all view.

The manor was completely surrounded.

"Jiang Yu?"

Wen Yan waited in place for a while, her beautiful brows furrowed into a deep frown, but she still couldn't see that familiar ghostly figure.

She touched the teardrop pendant around her neck, rubbing it unconsciously with her fingertips, feeling its cold, hard texture.

Wen Yan's intuition told her that Jiang Yu was not inside.

I tried asking 233, but there was no response after calling out to them in my mind for a long time.

Lost contact?

Wen Yan said calmly, "Jiang Yu, if you don't come out, I'm going to barge in."

The lights that had been on on the first floor because of her were now off, and the villa in front of her looked as gloomy and terrifying as hell.

Silently counting to three, two, one, and hearing no sound, Wen Yan didn't linger any longer. With a cold face, she grabbed a stick from the rose garden, threw it into the nearby hot spring pool, and casually washed herself.

Wherever she went, there were bright lights to illuminate the way, lest she be too dark to see and accidentally bump into something.

After carefully placing the black glass close to her body, Wen Yan kicked the door open and entered.

She couldn't even be bothered to pretend to touch the door with her hand.

"Boom!"

The heavy solid wood door was easily broken; it crashed down in one piece, sending dust flying.

Wen Yan was in a bad mood. She tapped the cane twice and said in a slightly aggressive tone, "Is lighting up my head so that I don't die fast enough? Go ahead and light your way."

The lights flashed, and in the next instant, they were in front of us.

With a gentle touch, the stick illuminates every spot it points to.

Meanwhile, Wen Yun stood awkwardly at the doorway, facing the eager gazes of the crowd.

The live-streaming camera had already shattered into pieces the moment he entered, and no matter how hard everyone in the live-streaming room racked their brains, they couldn't figure out how he got out.

Comments scrolled across the live stream screen from time to time.

[Wow, Master Wen just appeared?]

[Aaaaaah! I just came out of my baby's live stream, I was so scared! A little ball of meat was chasing after him and biting him, waaaaah!]

[Wait, is it just Master Wen alone? Where's the pretty girl who was just standing next to him?]

[To the person upstairs, same question. She's so beautiful, hopefully nothing bad will happen to her.]

At this moment, the streamer named "Baby Loves Fish" burst into tears, completely terrified.

Her legs went weak, and she collapsed in the bathroom, blood flowing continuously from the cracks in the tiles, a glaringly red color.

Everyone here is a seasoned veteran of bizarre live streams; they're quite daring. Seeing a few newcomers terrified and running away in terror, they even advised them to stay calm.

[Stop screaming, everyone. It's a small matter. Calm down.]

[(Eating sunflower seeds), isn't there a mosaic effect?]

Wen Yan couldn't see the comments and didn't know about the live stream. After killing a few vengeful ghosts and performing a ritual to release them, 233, who had been out of contact for a long time, finally returned.

"My lord," 233 said, feeling wronged, "my screen suddenly went black, and an old man was threatening me!"

It was indignant: "That old man had droopy eyebrows and beady eyes, and he was incredibly ugly. He yelled at the big boss, saying that you were being unfair."

"What's unethical?"

To be fair, she didn't cause any trouble for the male or female lead, and she didn't even touch them. Isn't that unethical?

233 continued to sob: "I said you're raising a ghost."

Wen Yan touched the tip of her nose and coughed.

"The old man also said he was going to dismantle me and sell me as scraps, sob sob sob."

"That's unreasonable!"

Wen Yan raised her voice, banging the wooden stick loudly. With a flick of her wrist, she knocked out the little devil who had bumped into the door. Upon closer inspection, it was Xiao Bao!

Oh my goodness!

Wen Yan caught the falling little dumpling and tossed it to 233, then hugged and rocked the baby.

233 transformed into a dog, dragging a ball of flesh with its two front paws, barking loudly.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

The light swayed left and right, unsure of who to shine on, so it simply shone on the room, making it as bright as day.

Wen Yan took a moment to look and bumped into the baby's horrified eyes as he said he loved eating fish.

She stumbled at the bathroom doorway, their eyes met, a mixture of embarrassment and fear filling their gazes.

The comments section went crazy.

[A little, pretty girl?]

The baby she was holding had its head severed...

[The lump of flesh the dog was holding was still bleeding!]

[…Wait a minute, wasn't that pretty girl who was just huffing and puffing while swinging the stick at the ghost?]

The baby loves to eat fish. Her real name is Wu Baoyi. She tried to stand up a few times but couldn't. Her legs were as weak as noodles.

Wen Yan was wondering if she should lend a hand, but when she freed her hand, Xiao Bao's head slipped and fell.

Holy crap!

[Aaaaaah, where's my mosaic?!]

The person behind the scenes momentarily lost focus, the mosaic was a second too slow, and the instant it turned around was precisely captured by the viewers in the live stream.

The barrage of comments instantly became louder than a rooster crowing at dawn.

"Hey, Xiao Bao, wake up." Wen Yan slapped Xiao Bao awake without hesitation, and after noticing that he moved, she quickly said, "Your head fell off, go pick it up."

Xiao Bao was a good boy, and he immediately stood up and groped around for his head.

Wen Yan was used to seeing this, but Wu Baoyi was seeing it for the first time, and she couldn't make a sound for a long time.

"Three meters to the right front... Yes, pick it up and it's your head."

Under Wen Yan's kind guidance, Xiao Bao quickly found the head and put it on. Then he quickly picked up the little dumpling and ran behind Wen Yan, barely peeking out with his loose head.

Her head trembled slightly, and Wu Baoyi's fragile little heart trembled along with it.

"What do you call it?"

"Wu, Wu Baoyi."

"My name is Wen Yan."

After nodding, he intended to leave, but the black glass he kept close to his body became uneasy.

Xiao Bao's mind raced for a moment. He tugged at Wen Yan's clothes and whispered, "Isn't he coming with us?"

Wen Yan lowered her head to listen to his whispers, and was taken aback when she heard them. She naturally understood who Xiao Bao was referring to.

But Jiang Yu was nowhere to be found, so how could he follow along?

"He's not here."

Xiao Bao was unhappy and muttered, "You're lying, there's clearly his scent in the bathroom."

Wen Yan's body trembled.

Yes, she's not a ghost; she can't sense the special aura between ghosts and monsters.

Xiao Bao has been by his side for so long, she must be very sensitive to his scent.

Wen Yan whispered, "Where is he?"

Xiao Bao remained silent and looked towards the bathroom.

That's where the live stream just showed a scene of carnage.