He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 175 After Raising Ghosts, I Choose to Lie Down (Part 8)

The already cramped bed felt even smaller after Wen Yan sat down, and almost every small movement inevitably resulted in her bumping into Jiang Yu.

She had no choice but to nudge his leg, signaling him to pull it back a little more.

Jiang Yu slowly bent his legs and sat up, facing him.

It was late, and Wen Yan just wanted to sleep, but Jiang Yu didn't seem to realize that and was resting with his eyes closed, making his presence felt.

They're obviously not leaving.

Wen Yan deliberately teased him, crawled over and lay down on her side next to him, pushing him against the wall with her back against it, and said in a natural tone, "Lie down and go to sleep."

He then closed his eyes.

Jiang Yu subconsciously lay down and followed her example, turning to face her to observe her.

Finally, Wen Yan had a change of heart and found it difficult to even turn over between him and the wall.

Jiang Yu silently moved back to make room for her.

Then he stopped moving, staring thoughtfully at Wen Yan's sleeping face.

The ghost's five senses were exceptionally sensitive, and he could clearly perceive her slow, even breathing and the unique fragrance surrounding him.

Jiang Yu tried to close his eyes like her, but his neck was suddenly pulled down in a circle.

Wen Yan had already opened her eyes, and there was not a trace of sleepiness or confusion in them; she was clearly wide awake.

She leaned close and whispered in his ear, "Do you know what we're doing?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, a look of confusion crossing his eyes.

Wen Yan blinked; she really did look innocent.

What causes inexplicable feelings of guilt?

So she leaned over and kissed his lips, a brief, fleeting touch.

Strictly speaking, none of them can be considered a kiss.

"Can you feel it?"

Jiang Yu's eyes kept changing, his bewildered gaze gradually darkening and becoming dull. He replied in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

"okay."

Wen Yan resumed her indifferent demeanor, leaned against him, and closed her eyes again, leaving Jiang Yu staring intently at her with a terrifyingly deep gaze.

He reached out and lifted her chin, then lowered his head to press his lips against her petal-like lips.

So soft and sweet.

Her body seemed about to explode, and the restless resentment struggled to pour out, clinging to Wen Yan like an octopus, her appearance arrogant but her attitude unusually gentle.

Jiang Yu realized what was happening, frowned, and drove away the deep red and black resentment, allowing only the transparent and clean resentment to slide along Wen Yan's back.

Wen Yan was almost asleep when he woke her up with his shameless clinging. She opened her watery eyes and looked at him helplessly, her voice low and coaxing:

"Okay, time for bed."

After saying that, she pulled his hand to her waist, pressed her legs together, felt the cool touch, and then turned and buried her head in his arms, falling into a deep sleep.

Jiang Yu stared at her for a very long time, his eyes close to the top of her head.

When I woke up the next day, Jiang Yu was gone. The water droplet shimmered with a crystal-clear luster, so he must have gone back.

Wen Yan was the last to get out of bed; the others only started speaking loudly after they saw that she was awake.

Li Miao was filled with regret: "That damn broken refrigerator! I should have known better than to sell it; it broke down after just one night!!"

Is the refrigerator broken?

Wen Yan opened the refrigerator to check, and a stench hit her. The unknown liquid that had been put in a Coke bottle the night before and mistaken for Coke was the source of the stench.

"Let's go and cancel it."

"Yes, let's confront that woman!"

The group was furious and packed up the refrigerator to leave.

"Wait," Wen Yan stopped them, "I'll go with you."

"Fine, more people means more help." Xiao Baoyu was still indignant. "How can you be so ruthless?"

Wen Yan was helpless.

“Wait a minute, if we go there all in such a huff, it will look like we’re causing trouble. I’m going to see my uncle over there today, so I’ll just drop it off on the way.”

At first, the group disagreed, but it took a lot of persuasion to convince them.

"College students are not easy to bully; we have plenty of energy and time!"

"Yes, if she yells at you, we'll take a megaphone and shout at her from downstairs every day."

Wen Yan nodded and carried the refrigerator to the location given by Li Miao.

She had her own concerns. Judging from last night's events, there must be something haunting at that aunt's house, and she was really worried about letting a group of ordinary people go there.

Just this address—

Wen Yan's lips twitched slightly. Did he really have to be so obvious as to tell her it was unlucky?

The words Li Miao had said when he quietly pulled her aside echoed in her mind:

"That auntie was looking for a cheap place to stay, so she specifically chose this place. She's very hospitable, but I just feel like something's off about her. She's a little too hospitable. Be careful."

Before I knew it, we had arrived at my aunt's house.

The character "福" (fortune) is pasted upside down, with a hole in the middle for people to look out. There are three pairs of shoes outside the door: two pairs of men's sneakers and one pair of women's cloth shoes.

The soles of the shoes were covered in mud.

Didn't you say that only the aunt lives there?

not good!

The door suddenly opened, and the aunt stood smiling in the doorway. "The child is here. Returning the refrigerator?"

She looked Wen Yan up and down, becoming more and more satisfied, her eagerness practically overflowing in her eyes.

"Just call me Aunt Wang, come in."

After saying that, he opened the door. The room was empty except for a few pieces of furniture and chairs, and a television was playing the news.

Aunt Wang was puzzled when she saw that Wen Yan hadn't followed her in. But when she caught sight of the shoes by the door, her expression changed drastically. She quickly took two steps, picked up the shoes, and threw them across the street.

He grumbled and cursed, "Those filthy old shoes are left at my door every day; they'll die young sooner or later."

He turned his head and laughed again: "Kid, don't be surprised, the family across the street just throws things around like that."

Wen Yan raised an eyebrow. Jiang Yu had appeared out of nowhere and stood beside her. His cold gaze softened slightly when it met hers.

"Shall we go in?"

Wen Yan blinked hard.

"Okay, I'll follow behind you."

The soft voice beside her gradually faded away, and when Wen Yan turned around, she could see Jiang Yuan floating peacefully behind her.

Feeling inexplicably emboldened, I followed Aunt Wang inside.

There were still unwashed dishes and chopsticks on the table. Aunt Wang warmly invited her to sit down and handed her chopsticks.

Wen Yan sat upright, staring at the bowl and chopsticks in front of her, and looked up expressionlessly: "Aunt Wang, did you take less than what you should have taken?"

"How could I have taken less than my share?"

Aunt Wang glanced guiltily at the side door, thinking Wen Yan had discovered her, but Wen Yan was sitting there, staring straight at her.

"They were sitting right next to me, lots of kids, didn't you see them?"

Wen Yan was all alone; there was no one around!

In broad daylight, Aunt Wang felt a chill creep into her heart for no apparent reason.

"Where...where is anyone? Haha, don't scare me..."

Wen Yan wasn't lying; there were indeed rows of children standing around her, or rather, fully formed, wriggling infants.

Following Jiang Yu's instructions, Wen Yan stood in place, and a brown liquid was secreted all over the ground. Jiang Yu glanced at it indifferently, and the white resentment condensed into mist to support Wen Yan.

"Aaaaaaah!!! You...you can float."

Aunt Wang was terrified. Wen Yan, who had floated up out of thin air, had droopy eyes, and all she could see when she rolled her eyes was white.

"Dazhuang, Erzhuang, come quick, come quick!"

Aunt Wang was terrified. She screamed and cried out, foaming at the mouth, then closed her eyes and fainted.

Two scruffy, burly men rushed out at the sound, each holding a rope. They met Wen Yan's rolling eyes and their scalps tingled.

"What kind of trick are you playing? We don't believe it."

Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang surrounded them from both sides, daring to grab someone. A cold wind blew by, and a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the cloudless sky, as dark clouds gathered.

The room was visibly dim.

"Eek! Ah! Ah..."

The screams of the fleshy lumps rose and fell, sharp and piercing, and brown secretions flowed incessantly. In the instant of daylight when thunder struck, Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang saw countless fleshy lumps writhing.

"Ghost! Ghost! There's a ghost! Ahhh!"